My uncles are all big guys

Chapter 295: Tang Seng who remembers eating but not fighting!

"Wudao, thank you for your hard work on this trip. Without you, those monks would still be suffering, and we would also be wasting a lot of time."

On the way to the west of Xisaiguo, Tang Monk was riding a horse and was filled with emotion.

He didn't expect that Wang Xiao went out to do something to retrieve the national treasure.

As soon as he came out of the tower sweep, Sun Wukong caught a monster. Before he could question him clearly, Wang Xiao came back with the national treasure.

The king was overjoyed that the national treasure was recovered. At Tang Monk's request, he not only pardoned all the monks, but also held a banquet to celebrate.

Later, the king asked Wang Xiao to rename the temple, but Wang Xiao refused directly. In Wang Xiao's words, the golden light was very good and looked mighty and domineering.

In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that without the protection of an expert, the Jisai Kingdom would not be able to keep this treasure.

"What did the master say? This is what I should do."

Wang Xiao replied with a smile, patted the little white dragon, and speeded up a bit.

This journey lasted for several months, during which they passed through Thorny Ridge, where Tang Monk was captured by several wild monsters.

Wang Xiao and others spent a whole night to find Tang Seng.

Passing through the Thorn Ridge, the influence of the Flame Mountain completely disappeared, and the high mountains, green mountains and green waters appeared before everyone's eyes again.

All the way over mountains and ridges, one day we reached a high mountain peak.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

The melodious bells came from the top of the mountain, faintly mixed with the sound of chanting scriptures.

Tang Monk was ecstatic and said to Wang Xiao and others: "Disciples, look at the temple there."

The drooping Zhu Bajie, who was exhausted from walking and had stomach cramps due to hunger, suddenly became energetic. He looked in the direction of Tang Monk's finger, his eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "What a majestic temple, it must have a good family, let's Go and have a look."

Carrying the burden, he looked at Sha Seng in the distance and joked with a smile: "Good people have good food. It seems that the third senior brother is starving."

Sun Wukong also smiled and agreed: "Hahaha, this idiot is just greedy. All the food he ate along the way fell into his stomach, and he still complained that he was hungry."

"Go! Go! Go……"

"I am worried about the master. Who is hungry? I think it's you."

Everyone was chatting and laughing, which made the dull atmosphere on the road a lot more cheerful. Tang Seng raised his hand.

"Okay, let's go over and take a look."

The group quickened their pace and soon arrived at the foot of the temple mountain.

High stairs lead directly to the top of the mountain, and the sound of singing can be heard faintly from the magnificent temple.

“What a Buddhist holy place!”

Tang Monk sighed, and with Wang Xiao's help, he turned over and dismounted, straightened his clothes, and prepared to go to worship the mountain.

When he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Sun Wukong suddenly frowned and stopped Tang Seng who was about to step forward.

"Master, there is murderous intent emerging in the auspicious light and mist of this temple. You can't go."

Saying this, he took Tang Seng and turned around to leave.

Looking at the glorious temple, Zhu Bajie looked reluctant and muttered.

"What kind of murderous intent, I, old pig, don't have any problem with it."

Then he looked at Wang Xiao and asked, "You brat, did you see any murderous intent?"

Tang Seng and Sha Seng also looked at Wang Xiao, wanting to hear his thoughts.

Wang Xiao looked at the glorious temple and shrugged at Sun Wukong: "Do you think it makes a difference whether there is murderous intent or not? In such a big temple, do you think the master can resist going in?"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he glanced at Tang Monk, who was still looking at the temple, and sighed. "That's all, you and I, just be careful."

Tang Monk smiled when he saw this, put aside Sun Wukong's pull, and walked up the mountain with a pilgrim look on his face.

When he reached the top of the mountain and saw the plaque at the entrance of the temple, Tang Monk looked so excited.

"Leiyin Temple!"

After reading the name on the plaque, Tang Monk turned to look at Sun Wukong complainingly.

"Wukong, you almost missed my important event."

Wang Xiao nodded seriously and said to Zhu Bajie Sha Monk beside him: "The pot and side dishes have been washed, and we are just waiting for the master to go over and put the pot in. If the senior brother takes him away, won't we make the monsters hungry?" stomach."

"Enlightenment!"

Tang Monk turned to look at Wang Xiao and scolded: "This is the holy land of Buddha. How can you say such rude words?"

"Master." Zhu Bajie looked at the plaque and said speechlessly to Tang Monk: "You old man, don't you know how to read? Isn't there a small character in front of it?"

"The holy land of Buddha in the West is called Leiyin Temple. I have never heard of it. There is a small name."

Tang Monk nodded and said as if you don't understand: "It is naturally impossible for all the ten thousand Buddhas from the West to live in Lingshan Mountain in the West. For example, Guanyin Bodhisattva lives in the South China Sea, and Manjushri Bodhisattva lives in various places."

Reaching out to point to the temple in front of him, Tang Monk clasped his hands together and said in respect, "This must be the temple of a certain Buddha."

"We go to the West to worship Buddha and seek sutras. If we pass by the Buddha's shrine and don't go in to pay our respects, it would be a great disrespect."

After speaking, he said to Sha Monk who was carrying the burden: "Wu Jing, quickly get my brocade bag and cassock!"

After Sha Monk helped take out the brocade cassock and Wang Xiao personally helped Tang Monk put it on, Tang Monk walked towards the temple with excitement on his face.

"Junior brother, you really don't care, there is probably a monster inside."

Sun Wukong grabbed Wang Xiao, who was about to follow, and once again expressed his guess.

Wang Xiao shrugged and pointed at the plaque.

"Just put this plaque in front of the old monk, let alone a monster's lair, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, he will run over with joy on his face."

"And Senior Brother, have you ever thought about who in the Three Realms dares to call this name?"

"As a disciple of a saint, I dare not even call a Taoist temple Xiao San Qing Temple."

"From this, we can know that this monster is either very powerful and unimaginably tough, or he is just a stupid, brainless monster who was dragged over by Xitian to make up for the numbers."

"If it's the former, someone will definitely help us solve the trouble later. If it's the latter, we'll beat him to death and Xitian won't say anything."

Sun Wukong suddenly understood after hearing this.

Regardless of the two possibilities, it seems that Tang Seng will not encounter any danger except suffering a little pain.

A group of people entered the Buddhist hall, and five hundred Arhats, three thousand enlightenments, four Vajras, and various Bodhisattvas and monks stood on both sides.

The Buddha's light shines in the Buddhist hall. There is a lotus pond in the main hall, with golden lotuses blooming in golden light and goldfish floating and dancing in it.

Seeing such a huge formation, Tang Seng's body trembled with excitement. Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng also looked in awe and followed Tang Seng forward slowly.

Wang Xiao and Sun Wukong looked at these fakes with interest.

Sun Wukong has a fiery eye, and he can tell the truth and falsehood at a glance, and he can see that all these Arhats and Bodhisattvas are monsters.

Seeing that those golden Buddhist auras turned out to be real, he was a little shocked and thought of the two possibilities Wang Xiao mentioned.

Now these phenomena have directly shown that the background of this monster is Western Buddhism, and its status is definitely not low.

"Hmph! Old Tathagata, these ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties must be set for me, old grandson."

(End of this chapter)