The rise of the prehistoric human race

Chapter 491 The Buddhist scriptures left overnight!
Seeing Elder Jinchi's expression, Tang Sanzang also knew that there was nothing serious about the elder elder, he just wanted to touch porcelain to blackmail the Jinlan cassock, so he supported his forehead, nodded speechlessly, and said, "Yes, Master Jinchi, tell me."

"master!"

Sun Houzi is still unwilling. Since he was born, even on the road of seeking, he has always robbed others, and no one has ever robbed him!
In the eyes of Sun Houzi, Tang Sanzang's things are not his own.

Seeing that Sun Houzi was about to run away, Tang Sanzang also had a headache, but he could only persuade him: "Wukong, it's okay, this Jinlan cassock is just an external possession."

Then Tang Sanzang looked at Elder Jinchi and said: "Master, don't be afraid, this poor monk's apprentice is just evil-faced, and has no bad deeds."

Elder Jinchi smiled smugly, he still knew what kind of virtue a monster is.

Even the black bear spirit of Heifeng Mountain, who can read and write, and can sit and discuss with himself, but when he loses his temper, he is very fierce.

Thanks to you, Elder Tang
Elder Jinchi was about to speak, but he said to Tang Sanzang first: "Elder Tang, that place is a bit cold, I am getting old and I can't bear it, why don't you give the cassock to the old man for safekeeping, and then I will explain it to you when I get up?"

Fuck, I don't think you take my Dawei Tianlong Tang Sanzang seriously!
Dawei Tianlong, Daluo Staff, Prajna Ba Makong!
Tang Sanzang recited the Dharma silently, resisting the thought of giving Elder Jinchi a Zen stick, and had no choice but to loosen Jinlan's cassock.

"Hey!" Elder Jinchi stood up like a carp. He was an old man in his 200s, stroking his cassock, his face full of obsession.

"Ahem, elder?"

Tang Sanzang reminded him with a grim expression, and then Elder Jinchi turned his eyes away from the cassock, and a gleam of wisdom flashed inexplicably in his cloudy eyes, and asked: "Elder Tang, dare to ask Dongtu Tang, the temple Among them, the Buddha can mold a golden body?"

Tang Sanzang didn't understand a little bit, but he still answered truthfully: "It's natural."

Elder Jinchi smiled slightly, and then asked: "Since the six senses of the monks are pure, why did the Buddha make this golden body? Isn't the mud body and the wooden body not my Buddha?"

"This..." Tang Sanzang's complexion changed slightly. Although the elder Jinchi was only asking, he felt a sense of blasphemy to the Buddha. He pondered for a moment before returning: "Because my Buddha's golden body was not given to us Buddhist disciples." To see, but for all living beings in the world to see. All living beings do not know the Dharma, and it is difficult to understand that the Dharma is boundless, so it is necessary to create a golden body to publicize the majesty of my Buddha."

"Great kindness!" Elder Jinchi clasped his hands together, surprisingly, he had the look of an eminent monk: "My Buddha needs a golden body to spread the Dharma, and the poor monk also needs a precious cassock to spread the Dharma. As Elder Tang said, all living beings in the world are ignorant, and it is rare to get the Dharma. If the poor monk is dressed in tatters, how can the world know the boundlessness of Buddhism? This Guanzizai Temple can enjoy incense in a circle, and can even protect the safety of one side, which is inseparable from the image of the poor monk. What the poor monk wants It's not a treasure, it's also the Dharma."

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang frowned slightly, his face was a little unhappy, and he shouted in a low voice: "Sophistry! Elder Jinchi, you are just your own greed, how could it be Buddhism!"

"Haha, why can't greed be the Dharma?" Elder Jinchi stroked Jinlan's cassock and said with a smile: "The poor monk respects the Buddha and also loves the Buddha treasure. The poor monk practices Buddhism and also loves the Buddha treasure. The poor monk is pure love." It’s nothing more than a Buddha treasure, why is it greed? Elder Tang, you are just like me.”

"Absurd, absurd! If your methods are upright, you can do nothing! But now you are doing everything for treasures. How is it not greed? How can it be Buddhism?"

Tang Sanzang couldn't help but scolded Elder Jinchi, but saw that Elder Jinchi didn't show any shame on his face, and said, "Elder Tang, whatever you say, this baby cassock is old, so I'll scold you a few times." So what? With this cassock, the poor monk will definitely be able to promote my Buddha's Dharma more prosperously, and this Guanzizai Temple will also make my Buddhist Dharma more prosperous. I don't mind this old man."

"You!" Tang Sanzang was speechless, unable to beat or scold, is this the Dharma of Elder Jinchi?

This is definitely wrong, but no matter whether it is based on his own greed or not, Elder Jinchi is also promoting Buddhism and Buddhism. Is it wrong to promote Buddhism?
If Jiang Shi was here, he would definitely sneer and reason with Buddhism, that would be making himself unhappy.

If you talk about reasoning, he will talk about the cause and effect of Buddhism; if you talk about the cause and effect of Buddhism, he will explain reasoning to you.

We are stupid with our mouths, but our fists make the most sense!
Tang Sanzang exhaled, his face became calm, and he clasped his hands together: "Elder Xie for explaining, although the poor monk still thinks that the elder has gone astray, but this poor monk's trip to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures is to ask for the real scriptures to understand Buddhism. The poor monk has obtained the scriptures and returned, and then he will come to the elders."

"Great kindness, I am waiting for that day." Elder Jin Chi got the precious cassock, so Tang Sanzang naturally did what he said.

He has lived for 270 years, and he no longer cares about Buddhist scriptures. He has two things to do now, one is to live longer, and the other is to find more Buddha treasures.

"Wukong, let's go!"

Tang Sanzang didn't care about the Buddhist treasure Jinlan cassock anymore, he said to Sun Houzi, and got up to leave the Guanzizai Temple.

"Master, are you staying overnight?"

Sun Houzi grinned, and gave the Elder Jinchi a hard look, only to find that the old man didn't even look at him, his cloudy eyes only stared at the precious cassock, nothing else.

Tang Sanzang said indifferently: "No, let's set off overnight. This Guanzizai monastery smells too much, so where is it? It's better to leave!"

"Walk slowly, hehe."

Elder Jin Chi replied with a smile, today is just too lucky, but after paying two cups of tea and adding a little acting skills, you can get such a treasure, blood is not a loss!
Not to mention that Elder Jinchi got the Jinlan cassock, Tang Sanzang and Sun Houzi walked freely, and the Buddhist Jialan and King Kong in the void were not calm.

Did the pilgrims leave just like that?

Just for one night?

You stay here, even if the old man Jinchi doesn't set fire to it, we can do it for you and set it on fire for you!
It's all right now, not only the precious Jinlan cassock, which represents the luck of Buddhism, was sent out by Tang Sanzang in this way, but also the disaster that was clearly arranged for the Buddhist scriptures was passed by the Buddhist scriptures.

But in this way, does it count as a catastrophe?This scripture learner did not follow the script at all, we Jialan and King Kong are also very helpless.
Jia Lan, who was the leader at the moment, glared fiercely at Elder Jinchi below, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and said viciously: "I'm going to report to the Tathagata, some of you follow the Buddhist scriptures, some of you look at this old guy! How dare you slander me Buddha, this golden pond is courting death!"

As soon as the words fell, this Jialan went to the Leiyin Temple on Mount Xumi, to see what the Tathagata ordered, and how to deal with the dilemma that the scripture learner jumped over.

This great cause of Journey to the West is too difficult!
(End of this chapter)