Report at the beginning of Journey to the West

Chapter 42 The Monument of Merit

"Daoist, thanks to your great blessing, the Guanyin Temple was re-established. After discussing with you, we set up a monument of merit and virtue for you, and please leave a calligraphy." come and say.

At the entrance of the meditation room stands a large stone tablet with basalt as the base and green dragons coiling around the tablet. It is about two meters high and looks very mighty.

"What to write?" Xie Yun scratched his head and asked.

"Master, why don't you write about this one-day tour!" Sun Wukong leaned over and suggested.

boom!
Xie Yun kicked the monkey into the air.

Pooh!
As a teacher, you are not as shameless as you. 500 years ago, you wrote down the shit about this one-day trip on the middle finger of the Buddha. Did you forget it so quickly?
Carving inscriptions on steles is a very serious matter and must be taken seriously.

"Taoist, please!" Several young monks brought the short case, ground it, and spread the paper and said.

"Cough, why bother?" Xie Yun rolled up his sleeves, used his finger as a pen, and began to write on the stone tablet.

The gravel is splashed, the dust is flying, and the handwriting is upright and powerful. From the perspective of appreciation, it can be called a master's handwriting; but from the perspective of literature, it is not much better than shit.

Monument of Merit:
Sister Guanyin, the former Guanyin Temple fell into disrepair for a long time, and it accidentally caught fire and burned it down. This emperor is kind enough to rebuild the temple for you.

Thank you for your kindness. I heard that there is a postnatal spiritual plant in Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea—Purple Bamboo Forest. Monkey King is tired of playing with golden cudgels and wants to play with a purple bamboo. You can send me two or three acres of purple bamboo. good.

The Eight Desolation Immortal Emperor, who did not wish to leave his name, stayed.

Monkey King clutched his butt, and when he jumped back, his smile froze when he saw the content of the inscription.

"Master, you are wronged... What kind of dumplings do you want to eat? My old grandson will tell the back chef to make it."

Endure, must hold back.

Thinking of Xie Yun's great truth, Sun Wukong burst into tears: "Golden cudgel, oh golden cudgel, you can retire in the future, my old grandson will use the purple bamboo stick to cast down demons and eliminate demons."

"Dumplings?" Xie Yun finally remembered that he still had a bag of magical dumplings.

Although I didn't know what it was, I took out the bag of miraculous dumplings in accordance with the principle that the system must produce high-quality goods.

No more, no less, only seven, corresponding to the seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple.

"Let's spend the Chinese New Year at the Guanyin Temple. Let's go out as a teacher and have a look. We will eat whatever live animals we can hunt."

"Mingda, you take a few of them to decorate the meditation room, make up couplets, door gods, and big lanterns, and come back as soon as you go as a teacher." Xie Yun was about to leave after finishing speaking.

"Master Dao, we have prepared a vegetarian New Year's Eve dinner. If you don't mind, let's eat together." The new host hurriedly stopped Xie Yun and said sincerely.

"Plain New Year's Eve dinner?" Xie Yun frowned and said, "Of course I hate it."

"Although Pindao is also a monk, do you think I am a vegetarian?"

"It's a joke, Pindao is a person who has no flesh and no joy."

The new host stood there in embarrassment, watching Xie Yun's leaving back, and said after a long time: "The Taoist priest is really a frank person, forget it, it's Chinese New Year, let's have an extra meal tonight."

"Master, can we also eat meat?" The eyes of the young monks lit up when they heard this.

"Eat a hammer and go to the Sutra Pavilion to copy the Buddhist precepts. This host is talking about scrambled eggs."

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Mount Putuo in the South China Sea was silent, with a murderous aura, ordinary flowers, birds, fish and insects did not dare to make a sound.

Guanyin Bodhisattva sat by the pond and had not moved for two days and two nights. The water in front of her reflected everything that happened in the Guanyin Temple, and finally stopped in front of the monument of merit.

"Bastard, you actually humiliated the Bodhisattva like this!" Jin Zha said indignantly.

Ah cut!

Xie Yun, who was far away in Heifeng Mountain, sneezed, rubbed his nose, and thought in his heart: Is my quasi-sage's physical body also catching a cold?There must be a bastard talking bad things behind his back.

"System, I'm reporting a bastard speaking ill of me behind my back."

"Ding! The reporting system is checking, congratulations to the host for successfully reporting Jin Zha, and rewarding the host with a chaotic energy."

"Ding! The reporting system is checking, congratulations to the host for successfully reporting the quasi-sage, and rewarding the host with fifty chaotic energy."

"Ding! The reporting system has successfully checked, congratulations to the host for successfully reporting Taibaijinxing, and rewarding the host with three chaotic qi."

"Ding!……."

……

There were tens of thousands of system prompts in succession, which startled Xie Yun.

His "Pangu Kaitian Jue" is a big step forward from the sixth sub-sage level.

"These bastards, villains, are villains! If you have the ability to say it in front of me!" Xie Yun said dissatisfiedly, and flew into the Black Wind Mountain.

The Guanyin Bodhisattva of Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea finally opened his eyes and said, "Jin Zha, don't worry about the matter of the Eight Desolation Immortal Emperor from now on, let alone talk about it. If something goes wrong, the deity will not be able to save you."

"Muzha, take twenty adult purple bamboos and ten bamboo shoots to Guanyin Temple, and give them to Immortal Emperor Bahuang as a gift of thanks."

"Follow the decree of the law." After taking the order, Mu Zha quickly flew to Xiniu Hezhou with bamboo shoots.

After Jin Zha also left, Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at his purple bamboo forest with a painful face and almost vomited blood.

These purple bamboos are not simple, they are evolved from bitter bamboos with ten innate spiritual roots.

When the bitter bamboo was in the prehistoric times, it was found by the leading sages, and refined into six pure bamboos, the most precious treasures of Buddhism. The remaining roots were planted by Guanyin Bodhisattva on Mount Putuo, and they have not grown back until now.

Not only Muzha with Zizhu, Tianting, Daleiyin Temple, Four Seas Dragon Palace, Qingqiu, Difu...

All the larger forces in the prehistoric three realms sent envoys to visit Xie Yun.

It's all about pinching, just in time for the Chinese New Year, and we gather at the Guanyin Temple.

Xie Yun didn't know about this news, neither did Li Mingda and the others who stayed at home, and they didn't prepare any entertainment.

Forget it, don't pretend, even if Xie Yun knew, he wouldn't prepare anything.

Black Wind Mountain.

In the Black Wind Cave, the Black Bear Spirit invited his two friends, a scholar in white and a middle-aged Taoist.

Looking at the sky, a sword light came out from nowhere a few days ago, forcibly leveling the top of Heifeng Mountain, and the little monsters all over the mountain were almost scared to death.

As the king of the mountain, the black bear spirit invited friends to come to celebrate the New Year in name, but in fact it was to help out and prevent someone from causing trouble during the New Year. .

"Hahaha, big brother, what delicious food did you give us?" the white-clothed scholar asked impatiently after entering the door.

"It smells so good. It seems that my brother's cooking skills have improved again." The middle-aged Taoist is known as the Taoist Xiaoyao, who is good at alchemy, so he often holds a alchemy tripod in his hand.

With an apron tied around his waist and a spatula in his hand, Hei Xiongjing came out to greet him: "Haha, it turns out that the two virtuous brothers are here, please come in, please come in!"

The door of the Black Wind Cave opened, and Xie Yun followed him in stealthily.

The cave was very clean, and hundreds of little monsters were busy setting up the New Year's Eve dinner, which was delicious in color, fragrance, and flavor. Although Xie Yun had eaten a lot of delicacies, he was still hungry at this moment.

The black bear spirit finished cooking in the kitchen, and the three of them drank at the same table, chatting only when the meal was almost finished.

"Brother, I heard that the Guanyin Temple was flattened a few days ago. Who is so bold? Doesn't Guanyin Bodhisattva even give you face?" Daoist Xiaoyao asked curiously.

"That is, if I know who did it, I will definitely capture that guy alive and dedicate it to Guanyin Bodhisattva. Maybe he can be adopted by the Bodhisattva as a Buddhist guardian spirit beast." The white-clothed gentleman said with great regret.

"Uh, don't mention this matter, my dear brothers. Let's drink and eat, and talk about cultivation today." The black bear spirit was stiff and said with an ugly face.

"Brother, did you take the wrong medicine today? You usually concentrate on cooking, when did you become interested in cultivation?" Avalokitesvara Temple."

"You must know which bastard burned down the Guanyin Temple, tell me quickly."

"The poor man is a bastard?" Xie Yun asked with a smile, patting the shoulder of the white-clothed gentleman from behind.

(End of this chapter)