Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 382: Escape, Guanyin Test
"Sanzang, he is indeed right."

At this time, An Yan spoke, attracting the attention of both people.

Sun Wukong's eyes were full of fire and gold. He saw at a glance that An Yan was extraordinary, and he was also a golden immortal. He jumped forward, scratched his head and ears, and said, "Good immortal, please talk to my master."

"Haha, don't be anxious, Great Sage." An Yan shook his head and laughed.

Tang Sanzang did not believe what the monkey said, but he believed what An Yan said without a doubt, "An Yan, is he really my disciple? But I..."

"Sanzang, please listen to me slowly first." An Yan then told him everything about Sun Wukong.

"Five hundred years ago, there was a monkey with lofty ambitions who fought his way up to the Lingxiao Palace. He was eventually suppressed by the Buddha at the foot of the Five Finger Mountain, which is now the Liangjie Mountain."

"It just so happens that Guanyin Bodhisattva has received an order to go to the Tang Dynasty in the East to look for someone to seek the scriptures. This is the disciple he or she has chosen for you, to protect you on your journey to the West to obtain the scriptures."

Sun Wukong, who was standing next to him, was quite complacent when he first heard An Yan talking about his glorious deeds. But when he later heard that he was pressed under the Five Finger Mountain because of his arrogance, a hint of complexity and reluctance flashed in his eyes.

But the resentment was soon suppressed. After being suppressed for five hundred years, he understood one thing: he could not afford to offend the old Tathagata.

That was why he gladly accepted Guanyin's commission. After she sent Tang Monk to the West, he would return to Huaguo Mountain and be the Monkey King.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

After listening to An Yan's words, Tang Sanzang suddenly realized the truth. However, after seeing the monkey head pressed by the mountain, he said in embarrassment: "You have such a kind heart, and you are taught by the Bodhisattva. You are willing to become a monk. I will accept you as my disciple."

"Okay, okay, thank you very much for the help. Master, please let me out." Sun Wukong first expressed his gratitude to An Yan, and then urged his master Tang Seng.

Seeing that he was interrupted and he didn't have an axe, Tang Sanzang had to ask An Yan for help, "An Yan, you have Taoism experience, can you chisel away this mountain?"

An Yan was amused and said, "Sanzang, you think too highly of me. This is the Five Finger Mountain built by the Buddha himself."

"What should I do?"

Sun Wukong said anxiously: "Master, there is a golden Buddha sticker of Tathagata on the top of this mountain. You just need to peel it off and I will come out by myself."

Tang Sanzang turned around to look at An Yan, and when he saw him nod, he said with relief: "Then I will go up the mountain."

An Yan thought of the golden note, stepped forward, put his hand on Tang Sanzang's shoulder and said: "This mountain is high and steep, I will take you for a while."

With a whoosh, Tang Sanzang experienced the feeling of riding on the clouds. When his feet stepped on solid ground again, he found that he had reached the top of the mountain.

"What a magical method!"

Tang Sanzang sighed.

An Yan focused all his attention on the golden note that emitted thousands of golden rays of light and auspiciousness, and replied casually: "If you want to learn, I will teach you."

Wow, this golden invitation is truly extraordinary.

Inscribed on it are the six-character mantra of Buddhism, Om, Mani, Padme Hum, emitting bursts of sealing power. It is actually a magical sealing weapon of Buddhism, containing powerful sealing power.

He immediately asked Xiaoling in his body if there was any way to suppress this Buddhist magic weapon.

Tang Sanzang, who was standing by, was delighted when he heard An Yan's words. However, thinking of their respective identities, he hesitated and said, "An Yan, is this not a good idea?"

"Ah?" An Yan only reacted after hearing Tang Sanzang's question.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the Journey to the West, Buddhism naturally would not pass on Tang Sanzang's magical skills. Otherwise, he would just fall to the West and then what's the point of obtaining the sutra?

Seeing the excited Tang Sanzang, An Yan first suppressed the conversation with Xiao Ling in his mind and said, "What's wrong with that? There are countless monsters and demons on the way to the west. How can we survive without some strength?"

"Besides, you don't have to leave Buddhism."

"If you want to learn, I'll teach you the formula while we're on the road."

The guardian Jia Lan in the sky was so angry that his nose was almost crooked. How could anyone play like this?

Tang Sanzang thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. He didn't have to leave Buddhism, so he nodded happily.

However, he did not forget his business. He walked to the big rock, knelt down, bowed, looked west and prayed: "Disciple Chen Xuanzang, I am here to ask for the sutras in compliance with your order. If we are destined to be a master and disciple, please take down the golden note, rescue the divine monkey, and witness the sacred mountain together."

"If there is no master-disciple relationship, then it cannot be revealed."

After paying homage, Tang Sanzang stepped forward, took the golden card, and gently peeled it off.

Before he could hold it firmly, a strange wind blew the golden letter away and was about to blow it into the sky.

An Yan, who was well prepared, was quick to grab it and stuff it into his dantian.

He agreed to travel to the West just for the treasures and merits along the way.

The speed was so fast that even the guardian Jia Lan who was collecting the golden note in the sky was stunned. His face turned red and he gritted his teeth.

Are you human?
Jintie, who was suppressed into the sea of ​​​​light in his dantian, instinctively wanted to resist, but he heard a cold snort: "Be quiet!"

The golden post trembled, and the demon-sealing Buddha light that was about to bloom was immediately restrained, turning into a good baby.

Xiaoling, who looked like a little girl, hummed proudly twice, raised her hand and the golden note fell into her hand obediently. Then she raised her hand and wiped off the mark of Tathagata Buddha with ease, as simple as drinking water.

An Yan was stunned by this scene. Could it be that this little girl was the spirit of an innate magic weapon?

Seeing An Yan's useless expression, Xiao Ling said in a condescending manner, "What is this? It's just a post-natal spiritual treasure."

"Also, I'll give you a piece of advice. It will benefit both you and me if you plunder more of the Buddhist fortune."

"What do you mean?"

An Yan was stunned.

Xiao Ling casually threw the golden note to An Yan, and without looking back, she went into the Boundary Breaking Pearl and said, "You will know if you feel it yourself, you are so stupid."

This little thing has a sharp tongue.

Even his master praised him as a genius, and you said I was stupid?

An Yan was very unconvinced, but after looking at the gold card in his hand, he became happy again.

Forget it. Why should he, an adult, bother with a little kid?
When he came to his senses, he saw Tang Sanzang's puzzled eyes. An Yan coughed and said, "The wind is so strong, Sanzang, let's go down first."

At the right moment, Sun Wukong's joyful voice sounded from the bottom of the mountain, "Master, you and the good gods should leave the top of the mountain quickly and stay away. I am coming out now."

The four followers at the foot of the mountain obeyed Sun Wukong's words early and walked five or six miles away.

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang had a bad feeling in his heart and shouted quickly: "Wait! Wait!"

Fortunately, An Yan was there and grabbed Tang Sanzang again and jumped off the mountain.

As soon as he left, the ground cracked and the mountain collapsed. The entire stone mountain that suppressed Sun Wukong was shattered. It was very terrifying.

Seeing the mountains below razed to the ground, Tang Sanzang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and secretly blamed the monkey for his reckless behavior.

What he saw and heard along the way, coupled with this excitement and An Yan's words, Tang Sanzang had a vague idea of ​​practicing.

Not for anything else, just to not cause trouble to others.

"I, Old Sun, am finally free again!!!"

A long roar shook the heaven and earth, and scared the birds and beasts in the mountains and forests away. Sun Wukong's figure landed on the somersault cloud, leaped into the sky, came to An Yan and Tang Sanzang, and said, "Master, I'm out."

"Also, thank you for your help, gods."

An Yan waved his hand and said, "You are welcome, Great Sage. Just call me An Yan. Your heroic figure back then was truly something that made people yearn for you."

Sun Wukong sighed when he heard this. He didn't expect that the person in front of him was actually his admirer. But the more this happened, the more ashamed he felt. After a moment of silence, he sighed, "Let's not talk about the past. Now I am following the order of Guanyin Bodhisattva to escort Master to the West to obtain the scriptures."

Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang asked, "Disciple, do you have a name?"

"Yes, yes, my surname is Sun, and my Buddhist name is Wukong." Sun Wukong replied.

"Wukong, Wukong, this name is good, it fits my Buddhist sect." When Tang Sanzang heard this Dharma name, he felt that he had a connection with Buddhism, and immediately said happily: "Then I will give you another nickname, called 'Xingzhe', is that okay?"

Hearing this name, which sounded quite pleasant, Sun Wukong immediately smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to Master."

"Let's go down first and talk about it. My followers must be waiting anxiously." An Yan said as he looked down at the figures of his followers who were looking for him everywhere.

So the three of them descended together.

The four followers looked at Sun Wukong in awe. The scene of the mountain shattering just now had frightened them.

When Sun Wukong saw the two white horses, his eyes lit up and he jumped forward and stroked the horses.

It’s true, although he didn’t like the position of Bimawen, he really liked those horses.

The followers looked at each other, gritted their teeth, knelt down and said, "Master An, Master Sanzang, we..."

"What are you doing? Get up quickly." Tang Sanzang was startled and said quickly.

An Yan noticed something was wrong and asked, "You don't want to go on?"

Tang Sanzang was stunned when he heard this and also looked at the four people.

The followers had obviously made up their minds and nodded in unison. One of them said, "Master, you are a master of magic. Now the master has a new disciple. If ordinary people like us continue to follow, I'm afraid we will be more of a burden than a help."

This is quite true.

The hardships now are just appetizers. When the time comes, there will be all kinds of monsters and demons, and An Yan himself may not dare to protect himself.

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and looked at his master, but his master looked at An Yan indecisively, obviously seeking An Yan's opinion.

This made Sun Wukong very puzzled.

When did the relationship between Buddhism and Taoism become so good? Can we bring a Taoist priest with us when we go to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures?

Suddenly, Sun Wukong smelled a strange smell in it, and he became curious as if his heart was itching.

He wanted to ask, but his piercing eyes noticed the group of immortal gods and guardians watching from the clouds, and his doubts deepened, so he remained silent.

Judging from all the signs, An Yan's identity is not simple! He is not just a simple Golden Immortal!

To be honest, five hundred years ago, he was only one step away from becoming a Taiyi Golden Immortal. He did not take ordinary Golden Immortals seriously and was able to fight against the Taiyi Golden Immortal without being defeated.

But after being imprisoned for five hundred years, he figured out many things and understood many things.

What if I give you the Taiyi Golden Immortal? If you can't become Daluo, you will have no say.

Moreover, in the eyes of Taoism, Buddhism, Heaven and other transcendent giants, the Golden Immortal is not even impressive enough.

Now thinking back to when he had caused havoc in Heaven, Sun Wukong could not help but laugh at himself. It was just a show.

Seeing Tang Sanzang looking over, An Yan said to the four people, "Since you have already made your decision, I will not force you to stay. I will give you a letter. When you return, you can present it to the Tang Emperor. The Tang Emperor will not blame you."

The four followers were surprised and happy to hear this. They had all prepared to live in anonymity for the rest of their lives, but they didn't expect that Master An not only did not blame them, but instead helped them to exonerate themselves.

The four of them were filled with gratitude and kowtowed again, saying, "Thank you, Taoist priest. When we return to the Tang Dynasty, we four brothers will establish an immortality seat for you and worship you day and night."

"You can take it."

An Yan took out a yellow talisman, a light flashed on his hand, and then he handed the talisman to the four people.

The four people who took the yellow talisman walked back happily.

Sun Wukong also became smooth and tactful. He easily picked up the two loads of luggage and said, "Master, An Ge'er, just leave the luggage to me."

Seeing the sincere Sun Wukong, Tang Sanzang showed his satisfaction, thinking that it was not in vain that he accepted this disciple.

With Sun Wukong leading the way, An Yan no longer had to take action when they encountered poisonous snakes and ferocious beasts along the way.

During this period, Sun Wukong killed a tiger, skinned it and made himself a tiger-skin apron to wear around his lower body, showing that he knew the principles of propriety, righteousness, integrity and honor.

In the evening, they found a family living in the mountains. With the consent of the old man, the three of them stayed there for one night.

This family has some relationship with Sun Wukong. The old man once gave him fruits when he was a child.

At night, Tang Sanzang borrowed needle and thread and used the remaining half of Wukong's tiger skin to sew some clothes for Wukong as a top.

Sun Wukong's eyes flickered, and he gained a lot more trust in his cheap master.

An Yan was busy developing believers. He listened to Xiao Ling and felt the current state of his physical training while on the road.

He discovered that his cultivation speed had improved since he left Liu Bochin's house, and his own merits and luck had become so dense that they formed a circle behind his head. The realm he had just broken through had also been stabilized.

After tasting the sweetness, he naturally worked harder, and this was just the beginning of his journey to the West.

Above the sky, Guanyin, who came from Lingshan, looked at the scene below and narrowed her eyes slightly. Although An Yan’s matter was important, there was something more important at the moment.

That is to test Sun Wukong's attitude.

This monkey head and feet have a deep connection, being born from the Sky-Repairing Stone, and has a subtle relationship with that person.

It can be said that apart from Tang Monk, the second protagonist of this Journey to the West is this Monkey King.

With Guanyin's current strength, unless she wants to be exposed, An Yan and Sun Wukong's realms would not allow them to discover her.

When it was late at night and everyone fell asleep.

Guanyin took out a willow branch from the jade bottle and waved it towards the monkey head. Six auras of different colors floated out from Sun Wukong's body and gathered on the willow branch, forming six drops of dew of different colors.

People in the Buddhist community emphasize the purity of the six senses.

This is a good opportunity to try and see whether this monkey is sincere or not.

As for An Yan
Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled meaningfully. Among the 81 difficulties in the Journey to the West, there is always one that is suitable for him.

Don't rush.

After all, he is the Supreme Being and cannot be too blatant.

Moreover, even if they did, they must not harm his life. Otherwise, when the journey to the west was over, they would probably provoke crazy revenge from the Taoist sect.

Thinking of this, Guanyin shook off the dew on the willow branches and fell to the mortal world.

(End of this chapter)