Chapter 3 No need to worry about the last batch of reincarnators quitting their jobs
Time goes back a few hours.
Those who have seen reincarnation enter, and the Tathagata returns to the Mahavira Hall, where he sits on a nine-level lotus throne. The two Arhats subduing the dragon and the tiger sound the cloud chimes. They invite three thousand Buddhas, three thousand enlightenments, eight Vajras, four Bodhisattvas, five hundred Arhats, and eight hundred bhikkhus.
Monks, all the Upasakas, bhiksunis, caves in various heavens, holy mountains in blessed places, great and small venerables, holy monks.
For a time, auspicious lights and auspiciousness arose one after another, witnessing the birth of members of the sutra transmission team.
The Sandalwood Merit Buddha, Tripitaka Master Jin Chanzi is in the center, wearing a brocade cassock and holding a nine-ring tin staff. Behind him are the pure altar messenger Zhu Wuneng, the golden Arhat Sha Wujing, the eight-part Tianlong Guangli Bodhisattva Aowu Se, and
The monkey with both hands on the golden hoop...
Fight and defeat the Buddha Sun Wukong!
Seeing that everyone had arrived, the Tathagata began to press forward: "I look at the four major continents, and the good and evil of all living beings are different from each other: those in the Shenzhou in the east, respect heaven and earth, feel refreshed and calm; those in the giant Luzhou in the north are clumsy in nature.
Love is sparse and cannot be practiced too much; I, the man from Xiniu Hezhou, am neither greedy nor murderous, nourish my energy and potential, although it is supremely true, everyone will have a long life..."
After describing the situation in Xiniu Hezhou without a blush or a heartbeat, Tathagata began to focus on describing Nanzhan Buzhou: "Nanzhan Buzhou has a vast sky, a vast land and a dense population. It does not follow Buddhism, does not pursue good deeds, and does not respect the Three Lights.
Confucius established the teachings of benevolence, righteousness, etiquette and wisdom there, and the emperors one after another followed many greed, many murders, many sexual acts and many deceptions, causing boundless evils, full of sins and evil, leading to the disaster of hell!"
Having said this, everyone in Buddhism showed signs of compassion, immersed in the dire straits of Nanzhan Buzhou.
The Tathagata continued: "I now have three stores of sutras, one storehouse of Dharma for talking about heaven, one storehouse of commentaries, one storehouse of discourses on earth, and one storehouse of sutras to save ghosts, a total of thirty-five volumes, fifteen thousand one hundred and forty-four volumes.
, this is the path of self-cultivation, the door of righteousness and kindness, all dedicated to you, transcending suffering, explaining disasters, spreading to the east, persuading all living beings, and infusing great kindness forever."
Everyone in the Buddhist community shouted: "My Buddha's compassion spreads throughout the East, to persuade and convert all living beings, and to instill great kindness forever!"
After the mobilization meeting, Jin Chanzi... no, it was Master Tripitaka, who bowed deeply and walked towards the outside of the Main Hall with his four companions.
Fifteen thousand one hundred and forty-four volumes of Tripitaka Buddhist scriptures have been placed at the entrance of the main hall. Master and disciples came here and looked at the boss's package of scriptures.
The fighting Buddha put his hands on the golden cudgel and walked forward swaggeringly, turning a blind eye. Xiao Bailong looked at the figure from behind and sighed softly: "It's not him! It's not him!"
As he said that, a big fleshy hand was patted on the shoulder. He looked sideways and saw the pig head, pig brain and pig tail coming over. He chuckled and said: "Xiao Bai, how do you know he is not Brother Monkey?
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Xiao Bailong looked at Zhu Bajie and said coldly: "The Great Sage is not the one who defeated the Buddha in a fight!"
After that, he didn't want to argue. He rolled on the ground and turned into a snow-white dragon horse, with his knees slightly bent.
Time is like a butcher's knife. In five hundred years, the naughty boy back then had learned to position himself and wait for a ride.
Sanzang was not polite, got on his horse, and Zhu Bajie took the rope easily.
Sha Monk looked at the 15,144 volumes of Tripitaka Buddhist scriptures: "..."
After all, it was me who silently endured everything.
Right out of the gate, the team’s positioning was very clear.
Leader, secretary, hard worker, flatterer and hard worker, all five types of offices are available.
Such a team is very progressive.
Lo and behold, they flew up to the sky.
The Buddhist scripture gathering team were all immortals. Of course, they did not need to walk. They rode on an auspicious cloud and flew all the way to the southeast. In a few hours, they crossed thousands of mountains and rivers.
At this rate, it will take about a day to reach the Eastern Land of Tang Dynasty.
According to the disparity between states described by Tathagata, when the scriptures are placed in front of the Emperor of Tang Dynasty, the people living in dire straits will definitely cry with joy and rush to practice Buddhism.
No more running.
Unfortunately, at this moment, a disturbing word came: "Master, why is this scripture getting heavier and heavier!"
Wukong ignored them. Sanzang and Bajie turned around and saw Sha Monk bending down and almost lying on the auspicious clouds. His shoulders seemed to be carrying a huge weight.
The key is that as a golden Arhat, even if he really puts a huge weight on his shoulders, he won't feel anything.
Something is obviously wrong with Sha Seng's situation now.
"Bailong, let's go down!"
Sanzang asked the white dragon horse to push Xiangyun down. When he got to the ground, Sha Monk straightened his waist again and said curiously: "Master, this scripture has become lighter!"
Bajie shrugged his nose and said, "Does this mean that the Buddha is letting us walk all the way?"
Sha Seng: "Master, I think what the second senior brother said makes sense!"
Sanzang nodded: "This will show your sincerity!"
"No!"
A sharp voice descended from the sky, and the Victory Buddha fell down, staring with his big golden eyes: "Then Emperor Tang didn't know how we got there all the way. He didn't do anything so good as flying in the clouds, but he just walked away. What a show!
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Sha Seng: "Master, I think what Senior Brother said makes sense!"
Bajie slapped his ears: "Master, if we walk all the way there, we have already flown halfway. Do we have to fly back to Lingshan and then walk slowly over?"
Sanzang clasped his hands together: "That's exactly what it should be!"
Bajie shook his head and took a few steps back: "Then I, old pig, don't know. Master, please discuss it with your senior brother!"
In just two sentences, Dou Shengming Buddha has already been ignited: "If you want to leave, then stop doing it. I, Lao Sun, will return mine... return mine..."
He looked confused. There seemed to be a name in his mind that was about to come out, but he couldn't say it out. As he tried to remember, a golden hoop actually appeared on his head.
When the golden hoop bloomed with brilliance, his expression also changed, becoming more and more docile, and finally nodded: "Then listen to Master!"
Sanzang stared deeply at Jinhuan, Bajie showed a bored expression, and in a flash, Sha Monk still looked honest and humble, and the white dragon horse scratched his hooves.
After absorbing their magical powers, they fell from the sky. With a glance, Sanzang knew that this was the Tongtian River Realm.
In the past, as a traveling monk, he traveled all over Xiniu Hezhou. Not only did he know everything about it, but he also had an impression of the characteristics of each place. The Tongtian River was one of them. It was said that it was originally a branch of the Tianhe River. I believe Marshal Tianpeng had a say.
But seeing Bajie's lazy look, Sanzang didn't say much, glanced at him, and headed towards Chenjiazhuang.
He has now realized that this trip eastward is different from his previous travels, and he must change his thinking.
To successfully spread Buddhist scriptures in the southern states, the journey eastward is all about experience. Only by understanding what ordinary people think and think can Buddhism be truly spread.
To sum up, it means going deep into the masses, grasping it with both hands, and being strong both above and below.
Five hundred years ago, Jin Chanzi traveled around the world and knew the importance of these things. Five hundred years later, as Master Tripitaka, he could not forget his roots.
So, when he came to Chenjiazhuang, he clasped his hands and said gently: "The poor monk, whose name is Tripitaka, came from the West and went to the Eastern Land to propagate Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty!"
There was a reaction inside quickly. An old man walked out with a cane and performed a Buddhist salute: "Master, please!"
Sanzang clasped his hands together and walked in. After chatting for a few words along the way, he realized that this place was now under the jurisdiction of Yuanhui County, Chechi State.
Unlike the Wuji State, the Chechi State was not born five hundred years ago, but was born in the past hundred years.
Nowadays, Buddhism is booming in the country, and there is a severe drought in the country. I heard that I am chanting sutras to pray for rain, which is highly anticipated by the king. Although Chenjiazhuang is remote, I have heard about it, and the old owner of the village is naturally very respectful to Tripitaka.
As he was talking, the aroma wafted from the front, and the old owner said: "It's lunch time, please have a meal, master!"
"Thank you, owner!"
After entering the courtyard, the three apprentices sat down at the table with great dignity. The white dragon horse went to eat grass pitifully, while they looked at the ordinary food and ate it very novelly. The white steamed buns also thought it was a good thing.
Sanzang was not greedy for words, but just inquired about the surrounding situation. For example, if he did not fly across the Tongtian River, how would he cross the river?
From a bird's-eye view before, the river was very fast and it would be an extreme challenge for an ordinary boat to sail on it, which would probably require some special means.
Sure enough, Master Chen thought for a while and said: "There seems to be a spirit in the Tongtian River. It is gentle and harmless. Master, you can find a way to cross the river!"
Sanzang thanked the old village owner and headed to the bank of the Tongtian River with a group of well-fed disciples.
Just halfway through, the golden cudgel placed on the shoulders of Victory Buddha suddenly shot out, aiming at the void and striking.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and something was faintly broken.
Sanzang looked sideways: "Wukong, what's wrong?"
Dou Shengsheng Buddha said: "I don't know what's weird, it's buzzing in my ears, and it's annoying!"
His eyes were like lightning, he glanced around, looking in one direction for a moment, and then moved away.
For the Bible preaching team, this was just an episode, but on the other side, it was a bolt from the blue.
"My latent spirit bead was shattered. This is a six-star orange magic weapon. This strength is that of Sun Wukong. It is real!"
"Then Monk Tang is also true. The two hills that Monk Sha is carrying are scriptures retrieved from Daleiyin Temple. Their mountains are about to overturn in the Tongtian River. Is the plot of Journey to the West over?"
"That's not right. Chief, please reply if you hear me. Please reply if you hear me. We found a scripture-seeking team in Hezhou, Xiniu. What are you looking for in Datang?"
When they heard the news from over there, Leng Jun in Nanzhan Buzhou's first reaction was disbelief.
Since this big world is a pioneer mode, all reincarnators believe that the plot is of course original.
There is no need to worry about the previous batch of reincarnated people no longer doing human affairs.
What a refreshing thing this is!
But now...
Even worse than the previous batch!
Now that the plot is gone, everyone has learned the sutras and become Buddhas, what about us reincarnators, but they are the ones who have fallen into the trap?
Thinking about the choice of the Tianjiao Alliance again, Leng Jun clenched his fists, took a breath of air-conditioning, and murmured to himself: "Yueguan, is all this in your calculations?"