Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 35 Schedule
Under a rocky cliff, three figures sat cross-legged on the ground.

The one on the top is a sturdy black man, the one on the bottom left is a Taoist man in black clothes, and the one on the bottom right is a young man in white clothes, all talking loudly there.

It talks about setting up a tripod and installing a furnace, kneading sand to smelt mercury, white snow and yellow buds, and other outside ways.

Sun Wukong spotted them first, so he flew to the top of the cliff to listen.

The black man said with a bold smile: "The day after tomorrow is Sajia's birthday, you two can come and visit, and join in the fun!"

"I come here every year to celebrate the king's birthday, and this year is also inevitable!" The young man in white shook his folding fan and smiled, the scales at the corners of his mouth were still shaking, and his tongue could not help hissing.

The black man Zhengse suggested: "Recently at night, Sajia got a treasure called Jinlan Buddha Clothes. There are countless treasures on it, but it is a fun thing. Tomorrow, we will hold a banquet in its name and invite the Taoist officials from the deep mountains. Wouldn't it be a beautiful thing for Lu Yaowang to come to participate in this Buddha clothing conference!"

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!" Daoist Xuanyi praised with a forced smile on his dull face.

Sun Wukong felt strange when he heard the word "Buddha clothes", and looked at it with sharp eyes.

That black servant was indeed the shape of a huge black blind man, couldn't hold back his anger immediately, took out his golden cudgel, jumped off the cliff and threw it at the black bear spirit.

"Wu that nigger, how dare you steal master's cassock and eat my grandson!"

The black bear spirit went out to meet friends without a weapon, and when he saw the evil wind coming, he knew something was wrong, grabbed the young man in white beside him and threw him, and turned into a black wind to escape.

Although the expression of the Taoist in Xuanyi was dull, his reaction was not slow. He also ascended to the sky before the stick fell, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The young man in white was more miserable. He was thrown into the sky, watched helplessly as the iron rod hit him, his whole body was locked, and he couldn't escape at all.

"Ah! Don't fight!"

When the iron rod fell, the white-clothed young man died immediately, turning into a giant white-flowered snake several tens of feet high.

Only then did Xuanzang arrive late on a white dragon horse.

Seeing the corpse of the white-flowered basilisk, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over to read the scriptures for salvation.

"Ding, honorable group leader, I found that 100 merit points can be absorbed, which can be converted into [-] million points. Do you want to absorb it?"

"absorb!"

Then Xuanzang waved a stream of air from the palm of his hand, and cut off a piece of snake meat about seventy or eighty catties.

With another wave of his hand, the corpse of the basilisk was collected into the system space.

"System, recover the corpse of the basilisk! No need to put it on the shelf!"

Xuanzang secretly communicated with the chat group system in his heart.

"Ding, I'm selling a lv4 monster body, worth 60 billion points, are you sure about the sale?"

"sell!"

This time I earned blood, I didn't expect the monsters in the real fairyland to be so valuable. It seems that the mysterious skill is not very difficult to exchange!
Xuanzang rubbed his head, feeling very good.

"Slaying demons and demons is the duty of my generation of monks. It seems that the poor monk must work harder to purify the evil in the world! Namo Gatling... Oh, no, Namo Amitabha Buddha!" The "Peace" Buddha, who is dedicated to calming the evil in the world.

A piece of snake meat the size of that water tank was also received by Xuanzang in the system space, and he did not exchange it, but wanted to use it as spiritual food on the road.

Sun Wukong said: "Master, the black bear spirit stole the cassock, and he also said that there will be some kind of Buddha clothing conference, you wait here, I will go to his cave right now, and get the cassock back!"

Knowing the direction, I wanted to ride the clouds and fly over, but Xuanzang grabbed my body.

"Don't worry, Wukong! Now we can only save one monster, and let him hold the Buddha Garment Conference. When the time comes, we will go to participate together. Wouldn't it be fun to save all the monsters in the vicinity?" Xuanzang explained Said, the corner of his mouth could not help but curl up a subtle arc.

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he said, "Master, you are really cunning and cunning!"

"Is it itchy?" Xuanzang glared at him.

Sun Wukong quickly covered his head, jumped away, and hurriedly changed his words: "Master, slip of the tongue! Slip of the tongue! You are cunning and strategizing! Don't be angry!"

"Humph!"

"Pay attention to the words!"

"The disciple knows!"

Sun Wukong heaved a sigh of relief, but seeing the white dragon horse grinning strangely from the corner of his eye, he immediately lost his temper.

"Boom!"

Sun Wukong rubbed his palms, "Ah, this feeling is amazing!"

The white dragon horse was hit on the head, and the horse's mouth was crooked.

As soon as she ran to Xuanzang, Kazilan stared at Xuanzang pitifully with big eyes, tears were about to flow, as if she was saying, "Master, that monkey bullied me, let me make the decision!"

"Wukong, don't be too rude! As a monk, peace is the most important thing, and you can move your hands without moving your mouth!"

"No, it's about talking but not using hands! After all, as the saying goes, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands!" Xuanzang said persuasively, his eyes full of expectations, like an old man who teaches and educates people.

A series of question marks appeared on Sun Wukong's forehead, but when he saw Xuanzang's slightly raised right hand, his expression immediately became extremely serious.

In his heart, however, doubts abounded.

"???"

"Master, are you serious?"

"Also, you seem to have slipped your tongue just now...Actually, you are the one who loves to do things! My old grandson only learned a small part..."

These words can only be thought in the monkey's mind, but on the surface it turns into a miyoshi student, sitting upright, nodding from time to time, pretending to understand, and occasionally turning monkey hair into a pen Writing and drawing in a small notebook seems to be recording Master's famous sayings and aphorisms.

What a scene of a teacher's kindness and apprentice's filial piety, even Bai Longma was stunned.

After drooling, Xuanzang raised his hands and stood on a haystack to look into the distance.

"Then when will the black bear spirit hold the Buddha Clothes Conference?" Xuanzang turned around and asked.

Monkey King jumped up from the ground and replied: "It is said that in the future, his cave should be hidden not far away!"

"Well, on that day, we will turn into a demon king and come to celebrate his birthday, and treat all the guests, hehe... take this opportunity to let those monsters know their way and convert to Buddhism!" Xuanzang said softly, and jumped off the haystack after speaking.

Sun Wukong nodded and asked, "Master, are we going back to that monastery now?"

"It's already in ruins, and the monk's house is not enough for the monks of the temple to live in, so I won't go there. Find a place to rest nearby for the next two days!"

After Xuanzang finished speaking, he rode on the white dragon horse and walked slowly along the mountain road. After walking about five or six miles, he stopped after finding a huge rock sheltered from the wind, intending to rest here.

Xuanzang was doing daily exercises, while the monkey was lying on the tree, squinting its eyes, concentrating its energy and refining its cultivation.

The white dragon horse curled up under a tree not far away, closed its eyes, and started snoring.

It wasn't until midnight that Xuanzang finished the routine training. His physical body became a little bit stronger, but he didn't improve his level.Then he closed his eyes and crossed his legs, and used up [-] reinforcements.

Opening his eyes, he saw the monkey playing with a stick, flying a golden hoop the size of a ballpoint pen into the air between his fingers, his expression a little bored.

That's right, for an extraordinary existence like Monkey King, sleep can be avoided long ago.

"Wukong, seeing that you are fine, let me teach you a song for my teacher!"

"Okay!" Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, he jumped down from the tree, and sat cross-legged in front of Xuanzang.

"Ahem..." Xuanzang cleared his throat.

Sun Wukong listened carefully, looking forward.

"The moon splashes the stars,
long road;

The wind and smoke are exhausted,

A lonely shadow.

Who told me to be extraordinary,
……

Still uneasy or melancholy,

The golden hoop was about to say something.

I want this iron rod drunk dancer,

I am confused with this change.

To break the Lingxiao wanton and unruly,
The evils of the world are inevitable after all.

This stick will blow you away..."

Sun Wukong listened and listened, unaware that he was already in tears.

"Master, is this a song written for me?"

I haven't had sore eyes for a long time...

I am afraid that only the old monkey in Huaguo Mountain died of illness last time, and it was time to smoke in Laojun's furnace.

Looking across the galaxy, it seems that in another world, there is a monkey who is more miserable than himself.

Sun Wukong's throat was dry, and he couldn't help laughing when he saw Master Doubi who was stuck in a loop mode.

His eyes glowed, "Fortunately, Master won't cheat me..."

Under the vast night, one person and one monkey sang a song among the empty cliffs, and the white dragon horse, which was so noisy that it snored, turned over.

　The lyrics are quoted from "Wukong" by teacher Dai Quan.

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