Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 201 The law of force, breakthrough!
"Why did the old master give such a great gift?" Xuanzang quickly stepped forward to help him up.

The old master's eyes showed a hint of envy, and he clasped his hands together and said: "The kind people here, who read the scriptures and recite the Buddha, all hope that they will be reborn in China. Only then did they see the rich clothes of the mage. Only then can you benefit from it, so worship now."

"Fear! The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and there will be fate there. The old master has practiced Buddhism in Ciyun Temple all his life, and he must have his own experience!" Xuanzang replied with a smile.

The old master pulled Xuanzang's sleeve, his face was full of enthusiasm, "Master is indeed a master of words and wisdom, please come into the temple, stay for a few days, and preach the Dharma with the disciples in our courtyard. Talk about Chinese things, so as to strengthen their hearts of goodness!"

"No, no, the poor monk is still in a hurry, so don't bother me!" Xuanzang declined politely. In fact, there are still a few rhinoceros that need to be cleaned up here, and he really doesn't want to preach any Dharma.

Could he tell those young monks that he himself doesn't believe in Buddhism?
The old homeowner continued to comfort him: "Teacher, you can stay for a day or two. After the Lantern Festival, it's okay to go on the road again."

"Today is the thirteenth day of the first lunar month. At night, we will test the lamps. The next day, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month will be celebrated, and the square lanterns will not be turned off until the eighteenth or ninth day. I am a good person here. The prefect of my house loves the people, and everyone is very proud Lights, music and flutes all night long. There is also a golden lantern bridge, which has been handed down from ancient times, and is still prosperous today. The master can live for a few days, and I can afford to stay in the barren hills..."

Seeing the warm invitation from the old headmaster, Xuanzang couldn't bear to say no, so he could only nod his head and agree, "Then I'll disturb the old headmaster!"

The old homeowner's face suddenly showed joy, he threw the broom in his hand aside, then pulled Xuanzang's sleeve and walked in.

"Old master, I have a few apprentices waiting at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for me to call them up!" Xuanzang turned around and called out, "Wukong, you all follow in!"

Sun Wukong and others were looking left and right at first, looking around at the strange things and novel foods peddled on the street. After hearing Xuanzang's call, they hurried up the steps and walked towards the top of Ciyun Temple.

"So there are still a few elders, please come in quickly!" The old homeowner greeted warmly.

At this time, because there were too many people, Zhu Bajie and Xiong Likui accepted the demon appearance, so that the people on the street did not feel scared.

After entering the Ciyun Temple, one can only see: "The precious tower is magnificent, the throne is towering. Outside the Buddhist pavilion, the clouds are high, and the monk's room is quiet in the moon. The Danxia is ethereal, the Buddha is upright, and the green trees are dark and clear."

Smoke was lingering in the censer, lamps were placed on the high platform, and the humming sound of chanting came from the monk's room. The little novice was fighting with an empty bucket on the way, and when he saw the old master, he immediately saluted obediently and left quickly. Go, as if a mouse has seen a cat.

Seeing this scene, Xuanzang couldn't help recalling his experience in Jinshan Temple in his mind, and his heart surged for a while.

Thinking of the coming of the Lantern Festival, he vaguely remembered the glutinous rice balls he ate on earth in his previous life, and a strange feeling of nostalgia welled up in his heart.

"I miss my loved ones every festive season! I don't know when I, Jiang Qiyu, will be able to find the coordinates to return to my hometown... Will I be able to go back?"

"Maybe you can find your way home after becoming a Daoist master..."

"At that time, it can be regarded as the return of the strongest Taoist master to the city, right? Hehe..."

Xuanzang felt a little uneasy, because he stopped thinking about things, the old courtyard master next to him pulled Xuanzang's sleeve and asked, "Master, are you alright?"

"I'm laughing, the poor monk just thought of the time when he was a young novice monk, and he was so old in a blink of an eye, he couldn't help being a little dazed!" Xuanzang replied with a smile, with a look of sorrow on his face.

The old master empathized with him, and sighed: "Master is still young, but at the age of this old man, all he can see is the past. All he thinks are memories..."

"Hehe, this kind of thinking doesn't seem like a Buddhist disciple's. It's no wonder that the old monk can't cultivate into an Arhat, and he can't get the true meaning!" The old courtyard master laughed at himself again.

Xuanzang was silent, only thinking that if the Buddha lost his feelings, he would not be himself, for the sake of the Tao, he became a part of the Tao.

In the end, I was assimilated and became not myself, so what's the use of living for tens of thousands of years?

After the old master arrived at the Buddhist hall, several people sat down and talked about Buddhism, and even gave a lecture on Buddhist scriptures that day. Those young monks were more interested in the appearance of the Chinese Great Tang.

Xuanzang probably introduced some things to them, such as the territory of the Tang Dynasty, customs, culture and religion, specialties and delicacies, etc...

The young novice listened most fascinated, and the young monks couldn't help feeling yearning for the heavenly kingdom. They asked questions from time to time, and Xuanzang answered them one by one.

That night, Xuanzang and others were arranged to rest in the guest room, which had a wide wax candle, which illuminated the room brightly.

Before the curfew at Ciyun Temple, a group of young monks came and took off the slender Buddhist beads around their necks and gave them to Xuanzang, hoping that he could bring the Buddhist beads he had worn for many years to the country they longed for.

Xuanzang felt the hearts of these children, so he accepted them solemnly, and then put them in a corner of the Chaos Orb.

After nightfall, Zhu Bajie's bed was surrounded by a sound-proof barrier, and through the moonlight entering the water, he could vaguely see Zhu Bajie's mouth opening and closing, and there must be thunderous snoring inside.

Xuanzang straightened out his thoughts, his mind moved, and his soul entered the space of the Great Dao.

The [-] avenue stars are still circulating their light, blooming their own brilliance on the dark curtain.

Among them is a black avenue star, which shines far beyond the others, and the star is also relatively large, emitting a dazzling clear light all over.

As soon as the spirit approached, one could feel a sense of intimacy, and bursts of voices came from inside the stars.

"Power! Power! Power!"

Xuanzang seized part of the source power of the Great Dao here, turned it into a thin stream of water, and slowly poured it into the stars of the Great Dao of Power.

"Buzz!"

The stars on the great road seemed to be attracted, and many phantoms appeared on the surface, and then the whole body was shaken suddenly, and more bright lines were revealed inside, and the light around the body was even clearer. Xuanzang felt that the power of his physical body was stronger.

The soul returned to the body, and the feeling of becoming stronger became clearer.

The big golden characters in my mind changed slightly, and two smaller characters were added behind.

[Strength]: The pinnacle of the Law Saint.

Since the last time he practiced the law of life in the Niegu world, his physical strength has been directly brought to the point of the middle stage of the law sage, and this breakthrough in the law of force has directly brought his strength to the peak of the law sage.

As expected of the law of strength!
Xuanzang can clearly feel that even under normal conditions, his strength can easily defeat a saint who has cultivated to the peak of a single law. If he is in a state of anger, even he himself does not know what kind of strength it will be realm.

Dao sage?

Unlikely, there is still a long way to go before the Great Dao Saint.

　Thanks to Xuanzang: book friend 20200516161345326 for the reward!
　　
　
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