Chapter six hundred and eighty third net fool monk
Chapter 683: Pure Crazy Monk
The fat monk followed the master's instructions and took the mother-bead to the mountain gate of the Pure Altar Holy Land.
"Senior Brother Jingchi."
"Senior Brother Jingchi."
Along the way, countless disciples from the Pure Altar Holy Land saluted the fat monk respectfully, including many with advanced cultivation.
The fat monk, on the other hand, calmly accepted the etiquette of those disciples in the realm of life and death and nirvana, with a calm look on his face, as if he had taken it for granted. However, looking at his cultivation, he was only in the heavenly palace realm.
This is a strange phenomenon.
The fat monk raised his neck slightly, humming a melodious and joyful tune, and walked past the disciples.
But Jing Chi had gone far away, and just now all the disciples gathered together and began to discuss the matter heatedly.
"Jing Chi is putting on airs again. Hey, this guy is lazy by nature. I wonder what the abbot sees in Jing Chi to accept him as a closed disciple!"
"Yes, Jing Chi is a man who sleeps like a devil. He sleeps for at least ten of the twelve hours a day. Tsk tsk, I have never seen such a lazy person in the Holy Land of Jing Altar for thousands of years!"
"But the abbot is very partial to Jing Chi! I once heard that when the abbot heard that Jing Chi was becoming more and more lethargic, he laughed instead of getting angry and praised Jing Chi for his extraordinary talent and his unparalleled talent in cultivating Buddhism."
"This is interesting. Can you practice Buddhism if you are sleepy? Then why are we still practicing so hard? We might as well go to sleep!"
The fat monk Jingchi gently shook his fat head and big ears, and walked to the mountain gate. Like a great gentleman, he swayed in front of the test gate, leaned against a stone, and closed his eyes, as if he was sleeping soundly.
The arrival of the fat monk caused a stir. Although his cultivation level was not high, his status was extremely noble. He was a close disciple of the abbot of Jingtan Holy Land and could be said to be one of the top figures in Jingtan Holy Land.
But thinking of some of Jing Chi's ridiculous things, everyone smiled bitterly and shook their heads, no longer Jing Chi.
Under the test, monks passed by one after another, some were eliminated, and some passed. Even the eliminated ones, at most, only turned the bead into black. The legendary red color never appeared.
There are very few people who can make Zizhu turn red. They are all ruthless and decisive people. Those people are self-aware and will not be afraid to come to participate in the test of Jingtan Holy Land. How can they be like a wolf entering a tiger's mouth?
, what’s the difference between throwing yourself into a trap?
Soon, it was Sanzang's turn.
Yuantong pulled Sanzang and said with a smile: "Junior brother, it's your turn!"
Saying that, Yuantong pushed Sanzang directly to the edge of the iron door. As long as Sanzang took a slight step, he would pass under the door.
Countless eyes focused on Sanzang.
Fine drops of sweat appeared on Sanzang's forehead.
There were other people urging behind him, and the disciples from the Pure Altar Holy Land in front of him were staring at him eagerly. Sanzang could not escape with his wings, and his heart was filled with fear. Sanzang gritted his teeth, took a big step, and passed through the iron gate!
Zi Zhu has not changed color!
Sanzang took a deep breath and felt comfortable all over. It seems that the orb used to test the mind in the Pure Altar Holy Land is not reliable. It is a false alarm!
"Congratulations, junior brother. From now on, we are all disciples of Jingtan Holy Land. We must take care of each other." Yuantong hurriedly congratulated Tripitaka with a very enthusiastic expression.
Sanzang was also very happy. As soon as he entered the Western Regions, he joined a powerful force. It would be much more convenient to travel in the Western Regions in the future. There is a big difference between those with backgrounds and those without.
At this moment, a chubby monk walked quickly towards Sanzang. Without any explanation, he took Sanzang's hand, showed his harmless smile, and said: "Destined man, you are finally here!"
Both Sanzang and Yuantong were stunned.
"Senior Brother Jingchi." Yuantong saluted, and then said to Sanzang: "This is Senior Brother Jingchi from the Holy Land of Jingtan."
Sanzang was still confused and didn't know why, so he asked Jingchi: "Brother, what kind of destined person is this? What are you talking about?"
"Junior brother, follow me."
Jingchi smiled mysteriously, and directly pulled Sanzang into the holy place of the Pure Altar. People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and Sanzang couldn't help himself, so he had to go with Jingchi.
Not long after, the two of them arrived in front of a palace. The palace was extremely majestic and magnificent, like the palace of the ancient Arhat. On the door plaque of the palace, there were three words "Palace of All Living Beings" with flying dragons and phoenixes.
Entering the Hall of All Living Beings, there was an old monk looking straight at Sanzang and Jingchi approaching. When Sanzang came closer, the old monk laughed and said: "Young man, you are finally here, old monk."
I've been waiting for you here for a long time."
"How long?" Sanzang was slightly startled.
"Yes, if you count on your fingers, it's almost five years!" the old monk said with a smile.
Five years?
That’s not right!
Sanzang is the clone of the Great Sun Tathagata cultivated by Chu Ge. It was condensed after the ancient ruins of Yunhuang Luan came out. It has not been five years in total!
This old monk is probably too old and has a poor memory.
"Are you sure it's me you're waiting for?" Sanzang asked.
"Do you know the Great Sun Tathagata Immortal Sutra?" the old monk asked.
boom!
There seemed to be a bolt from the blue in his mind, and Sanzang's expression suddenly changed. Ever since Sanzang stepped into the Western Region, he had never used the "Great Sun Tathagata Sutra". How did the old monk know?
Standing in front of the old monk, Sanzang seemed to be facing an abyss with no bottom.
This old monk didn't seem to have the temperament of a strong man, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, and contained the stars of heaven and earth, which made Sanzang feel a sense of fear in his heart.
"You don't need to be afraid. This is just a deduction technique. You are my destined person in Buddhism. Naturally, I will not hurt you." The old monk said to Sanzang kindly, turning his head slightly and looking at Jingchi, "
You can practice together with Jingmo at the Holy Land of Jingtan, and enjoy the same treatment as Jingmo."
"By the way, do you have a Dharma name?" the old monk asked.
"No." Sanzang shook his head. "Sanzang" got his dharma title by himself. As for the dharma name, he didn't have it.
The old monk pondered for a long time and said with a smile: "Then you should be of the same generation as Jing Chi, the generation with the word 'Jing', and the Dharma name is Jing Hui, what do you think?"
"Thank you, Abbot."
How dare Sanzang say no?
It's just that Jinghui sounds a bit sissy?
"Okay, let's go and rest with Jing Chi. If you have any questions, you can ask him." After the old monk finished speaking, his figure slowly disappeared. Only then did Sanzang suddenly become alert and realize that the old monk in front of them just now,
It’s just a spiritual body!
Not flesh and blood.
But Sanzang couldn't see anything wrong at all.
"Junior brother, come with me."
Jingchi took Tripitaka to his residence. The place where the disciples of Jingtan Holy Land lived was very simple. They were all bamboo houses. Along the way, Jingchi explained to Tripitaka the details about Jingtan Holy Land. "The monks have to chant sutras every day."
Two hours, but you and I have special status and are relatively free, so we don’t need to do this."
"Then what are we going to do?" Sanzang asked.
"Every three days, the master, that is, the old monk just now, will personally teach me and give me tasks to complete. Since you and I are treated the same, then you will also receive the master's teachings."
Jing Chi yawned, looking uninterested.
I asked Jingchi about the Jingtan Holy Land, and was about to ask what "predestined person" meant, but Jingchi said goodbye directly and claimed to go back to his room to sleep.
Seeing how yawning he was, Sanzang gave up asking.
When Jing Chi went back, Sanzang leaned on the railing and sighed softly. Ever since he stepped into the Western Region, he felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and there was a big net in the dark, trapping him.
But unfortunately, Sanzang could not feel the malice of Jingtan Holy Land.
Presumably, the old monk had no evil intentions, otherwise, with the old monk's cultivation level, let alone Tripitaka, he could be caught with just one hand.
In this way, Sanzang began to practice in the Holy Land of Jingtan.
A question that Tripitaka ignored is crucial!
The old monk said that he had been waiting for Sanzang for five years. Sanzang felt that the time was wrong, but Sanzang ignored one thing. It happened to be almost five years before Chu Ge came to this world.