Martial Arts: Immortality Begins from The Deer and the Cauldron

Chapter 1352

If this is all this effort and he is still thinking about these sacrifices, then the poor monk is willing to bear it alone.

Qin Ran looked at Tang Sanzang and said with pity, "But some things cannot be avoided. I suggest you have a good relationship with the monks here."

The rat spirit is so fooled by him that he may turn against King Tota Li. The scene will definitely be exciting. The next step is the difficulty of being sick in the monk's room.

More than five hundred years ago, Tathagata Buddha was about to teach Mahayana Buddhism at Daleiyin Temple. All the Buddhas gathered together, and the golden cicada dozed off in front of everyone, which despised the Dharma.

When I woke up, I accidentally fell off the lotus platform and stepped on my left foot by just one centimeter.

The Tathagata became angry and demoted Jin Chanzi to the mortal world, which was considered to have laid the groundwork for this disaster.

Now Tang Sanzang's body is surrounded by various causes and effects. Soon, he will be ill for three days in a row, feeling dizzy and having pain all over his body and bones.

Just for such a trivial matter, he tortured Tang Sanzang for three days, and it was so painful that he didn't want to die. I have to say that Buddhism is really good at playing.

These bald donkeys appear to be compassionate on the surface and appear to be forgiven by everyone, but in fact they are smaller-minded than anyone else. The time when this "power" will explode is not far away.

"Why?"

Tang Sanzang looked at Qin Ran with a confused expression.

'Because you are about to be bedridden, and having more people take care of you will at least make you feel better. ’

"Buddha said that everything has cause and effect. You will know it when you should know it." Qin Ran said inscrutably.

Tang Sanzang touched his bald head and couldn't find it. Apart from teasing the female goblin and being beaten up, he had done nothing recently. Could it be that those scumbags from Buddhism were planning to trick him again?
  No, there were a bunch of bald donkeys in this lonely temple. Even if he wanted to cause trouble, he had no chance.

Faced with Tang Sanzang's repeated questioning, Qin Ran shook his head and said nothing, making the monk panic. He had no choice but to figure out where the danger came from. This situation was the most scary. So in desperation, he had to I chose to be obedient and get close to the monk in the temple.

No matter what, Kieran's words are still very reliable, at least the other party will not trick him like a dead monkey.

At night, in a Zen room, Mrs. Diyong turned into a purple light and flew away into the distance.

Qin Ran, who was practicing intensively in the room next to him, opened his eyes and smiled slightly. At the same time, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, who was secretly watching, had a look of confusion on his face.

This rat spirit managed to sneak into the temple, but without careful planning, he attacked Tang Sanzang and then suddenly slipped out. What happened?
  Has she realized something is wrong? Impossible.

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva immediately shook his head. However, Bai-Eyed Demon King ate the meat of Tang Monk, and it did not have the effect that Buddhism advertised. Instead, he died suddenly and strangely. However, this unfavorable news was contained by Buddhism in time, and with these It is impossible to detect the goblin's strength.

Moreover, the effectiveness of Tang Monk Meat was revealed by Tota Li Tianwang himself. It is impossible for the rat spirit not to believe what his godfather said.

After a period of fruitless thinking, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva stopped thinking about it.

After all, his main task now is to watch over Tang Sanzang, who is sick in the monk's room. The success is extremely important and cannot be lost. Otherwise, it will be difficult for Tathagata to explain. Before Tang Sanzang was not sick, everything still existed. variable.

Although this power of cause and effect was planted by Tathagata himself, considering the variables of Journey to the West, he could not guarantee that it would definitely take effect.

In the Zen room, after receiving some advice from Qin Ran, Tang Sanzang couldn't sleep well and came here in a state of dizziness.
  The host and several monks thought that the Tang Sanzang wanted to exchange Buddhist teachings with them. They were very moved and quickly ordered several young novice monks to arrange a sumptuous vegetarian meal for Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang was smiling on the outside, but he was mum in his heart. Looking at the green vegetables and radishes in front of him, he vomited in his heart. Do you think I am a rabbit? The clear soup is watery and not oily at all.

These bald donkeys are all full of fat heads and plump bodies. I don’t know how they eat it. It seems that they often deduct money from incense.

But facing the host's warm reception, Tang Sanzang couldn't refuse. Today was just for a change, and he would eat more pig's trotters another day to mend his double chin.

Tang Sanzang forced a smile, stuffed a few vegetable leaves into his mouth, and started talking nonsense with a few monks.

Although he has not read scriptures for many years and has almost forgotten all the bullshit Buddhist secrets, he can't bear it. He is rich in experience and sharp-tongued. When faced with the humbly asking for advice from several monks, he can always say something here and there. After confusing the question, the lamas who were deceived were stunned for a while.

"Ashamed, ashamed. I have been practicing Zen all my life. I thought I had exhausted the profound meanings of the scriptures. It was not until I met the holy monk that I realized there was someone else." A lama sighed.

"There, shallow opinions cannot reach the realm of elegance." Tang Sanzang looked calm and breezy, but felt sour in his heart.
  "Holy monk, it has been a difficult and dangerous journey from the east to this place. You must have experienced a lot of hardships, right?" A young monk said with a fascinated look on his face.

Tang Sanzang glanced at the young novice with admiration, "Young man, you have a bright future, and if there are people to support you, this competition won't be too stiff." .

At that moment, Tang Sanzang began to brag a lot, describing the ups and downs along the way with added fuel and jealousy.

Of course, anything that damages his image as a holy monk should be ignored.

He is very self-aware and has no other skills except bragging.

Now that he has decided to show his holiness in front of others, he needs to make the story exaggerated enough. This should not be too simple for him. It is enough to change the protagonist of the story from Qin Ran to him.

As for many immoral things, they were all thrown to Sun Wukong and Sha Seng. Anyway, according to the ugly comparison between the two apprentices, no matter what bad things they did, people would believe them.

Besides, who made him the master? It is only natural that the apprentice should take the blame for the master. He was so miserable on the way to death, so why should he take the blame?
  After a bragging match, several lamas got saliva on their faces, but they didn't care. Instead, they felt that they still had more to say. He praised Tang Sanzang repeatedly, which aroused his sincere respect. The two young novice monks looked even more adoring.
  "I didn't expect that the holy monk was not only talented and compassionate, but also had the ability to subjugate demons!"

"The experience of the holy monk is so wonderful that it can be passed down and set an example for future generations."

"admire."

Tang Sanzang felt sour in his heart and felt a little dizzy all over. He waved his hands and chatted with several lamas before returning to the room humming a tune.

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva can only see the black line on his forehead in the dark. He is worthy of being a disciple of Tathagata. This shame comes from the same line!
  Day two.

Sun Wukong got up early in the morning. Sha Monk packed his bags and horses. After waiting for a long time, Tang Sanzang didn't go out.

"Master is getting worse and worse. Why don't you get up at this time?" Sha Monk wondered.

Sun Wukong pushed the door open and walked into the Zen room. He saw Tang Sanzang lying there, his face turned pale, and he grunted, as if he was about to burp, "Ouch, it hurts, it hurts me to death." "Master, 豼What's wrong?" Sun Wukong said confused. "As a teacher, I don't know either."

Tang Sanzang said in a weak voice, as if he was about to expire.

After he exchanged Buddhist teachings with the group of monks last night, he returned to the Zen room and went to bed early, but he didn't do anything. Who knew that when he woke up, he felt dizzy, his skin and bones ached all over his body, and he looked like he was about to die. , where the hell can this be justified?
  Is this the legendary saying where extreme joy leads to sorrow? After pretending to be compared, one will be punished by heaven?
  Sha Monk speculated: "Master must have chewed too much pig's trotters last night and fell asleep. Now he is a little tired of eating."

Tang Sanzang said softly, "Get out of here!"

This stupid disciple really thinks that his master is as worthless as you!
  "Master, are you sick?" Sun Wukong wondered, reaching out and touching Tang Sanzang's forehead, it felt a little hot.

"Maybe I got up at night and was blown away by the wind." Tang Sanzang said with a gossamer voice.

Sun Yikong said tentatively: "Then can Master still walk? The great cause of learning Buddhist scriptures cannot be delayed."

Tang Sanzang almost couldn't lift it up in one breath and choked to death. He was about to die of illness. Which is more important, the scriptures or him?
  He finally saw that if he counted on these two useless disciples, he would have to die here.

Tang Sanzang took Sun Wukong's hand and said hummingly, "Wukong, quickly call Mr. Qin to come and be your master. I'm afraid I won't be able to do it anymore."

He felt pain all over his body, every skin and bone, like a knife stabbing him, and it was difficult to speak.

Sha Monk quickly left the room and called Qin Ran over.

Tsk tsk, how long has it been since I couldn’t hold on anymore? It’s really useless.

Qin Ran glanced at Tang Sanzang and shook his head. It seemed that he would have to train this monk well in the future. He still had a long way to learn and suffered a lot, but he couldn't just collapse like this.

"Master Qin, please save me." Tang Sanzang looked at Qin Ran with hope. This was his last hope.

"Master, your condition is too serious and there is nothing I can do." Qin Ran shook his head.

Tang Sanzang completely collapsed and said with a pale face, "Master Qin, is this the danger you told me about the day before yesterday?"

Qin Ran nodded.

Tang Sanzang pulled Qin Ran's sleeve and asked resentfully: "Can you tell me what's going on now?"

"Didn't you Buddhists once say that everything in the world has cause and effect? ​​You once did something wrong, and now retribution has come. This is the general situation." Qin Ran said briefly.

Saying it all at once was too much of a shock, and he was afraid that the monk wouldn't be able to bear it and would faint.

Damn it! Is that another way of saying it?
  What kind of thing is the karma he owes? Why doesn't he have any impression at all? Although he is proficient in eating, drinking, gambling, but he has never done anything evil. Is it worthy of punishing him like this?
  In this situation, it is better to just die.

"Is there really nothing we can do? Even if it can be relieved a little bit!" Tang Sanzang groaned and screamed in pain.

"No." Qin Ran said decisively,
  This power of cause and effect will leave traces once he takes action. Once perceived by the Second Saint of the West, it will be completely exposed.

He wouldn't do such a risky thing.

"Ouch! You might as well kill me!" Tang Sanzang collapsed completely and begged for death.

"What a great idea!" Sun Wukong took out the golden cudgel and bravely stepped forward.

This is the first time that the master has taken the initiative to seek death. It would be inappropriate to be dissatisfied!
  Tang Sanzang was immediately frightened to the point of peeing. He sat up in shock while he was dying, waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Goodbye, I am just joking!"

He was just complaining, so he couldn't be so serious about it, right?
  When I wanted to eat pig's trotters, I didn't see you being so active!
  "Master, you have to be careful. If you are so miserable and half-dead, you might as well have a good time. Anyway, you are a person who has died dozens of times. If you don't miss this time, maybe after you are resurrected, you will be in such a miserable state. When it’s over, I can jump around again and make waves.”

Sun Wukong persuaded him earnestly. Tang Sanzang was stunned for a moment. He had to say that what this damn monkey said made sense.
  Anyway, after he dies, Buddhism will find ways to resurrect him. It would not be bad if he could be reborn after dying once.

But the question is, if it is still like this after resurrection, wouldn’t it mean that his death was in vain?

"Don't mention this matter again. I'm willing to suffer for a while longer for my teacher's sake." Tang Sanzang shook his head, very decisively.

As a normal person, who would casually make fun of his own life?
  Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.

What if Buddhism gives up on treating him? Then go and reason with the King of Hell?
  At this moment, a spiritual light came in from outside the window and penetrated into Tang Sanzang's body. Sun Wukong and Sha Monk were thinking hard about countermeasures and did not notice it.

Tang Sanzang's face turned a little pale again, he groaned and screamed, and his fat body twisted around in pain.

Qin Ran raised his head and glanced thoughtfully, tut, it's dark enough.

As expected, there are no good people in Buddhism, and they are very evil-hearted. Tang Sanzang was so ill that he still refused to let him go. It seems that Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva was very narrow-minded. He still remembered Tang Sanzang kicking him when he was pressed at the foot of the mountain. Okay, this is very Buddhist!
  You have offended me and I want to punish you. This is not called revenge, this is called cause and effect!
  "Master Qin, do you have any other options? The poor monk really can't stand it any longer." Tang Sanzang asked again with tears in his eyes.

"It's really gone. I'm not a doctor, what can I do?" Qin Ran spread his hands and said.

"But when we were in the Imperial Kingdom, the Imperial King had been ill for three years and was almost dying. You have a way to cure it. This poor monk is just a minor illness." Tang Sanzang said with a weak breath.

He always felt that Qin Ran was hiding something,

Qin Ran said with a strange expression, "My prescription is just a folk remedy, and I also gave it a heavy dose of medicine. Can you stand it?"

"But, you can try this method."

"Then the king drank several basins of horse urine before he recovered. Are you sure you want that?"

Since this monk doesn't believe him so much, let's try some heavy medicine. Anyway, it's not his person who's being treated.
  Tang Sanzang's face fell. If he didn't play with it like this, could a person drink something like urine?
  "We don't have anything else. There is a lot of this stuff. Master, do you want to drink it? Now I, Old Sun, will make a few pots for you." Sun Wukong's eyes lit up and he said thoughtfully.

(End of this chapter)