Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 240
This time the Yulan Basin will be different, the Buddhist sect has invited all the big figures from the Three Realms to prepare for the Journey to the West in the near future.

There are tens of thousands of candles and thousands of tree candles in the treasure temple of Lingshan. The Tathagata filled the treasure basin with flowers, fruits and objects, holding it in the hands of Anuo, and spreading it in the hands of Kasyapa.

As one of the few female cultivators, Xuannv has always seemed a bit out of place, so when Jin Chanzi saw her for the first time, he guessed that she seemed to have something on her mind.

Maybe it's because she seldom communicates with others. Xuannv couldn't help frowning at Jin Chanzi's initiative to strike up a conversation at first, but Jin Chanzi, who spits out lotus flowers, is obviously a master who is very good at enlightening people.

This talk, actually has a great feeling of hating each other.

……

"The gloomy appearance of the fairy is very different from the goddess of war in the poor monk's imagination."

"Oh? Then what should the Nine Heavens Xuannv look like in your imagination?"

"Very fierce, very decisive, never confused..."

"Are you confused... Don't tell me the master has never been confused?"

"The poor monk is full of hope every day, I hope all living beings are happy..."

"You are not sentient beings, how do you know if they are happy soon?"

"You are not me, how do you know that I don't know they are happy?"

"You are not me, how do you know that I don't know that you know they are happy?"

"...haha... makes sense!"

"You...why are you staring at me?"

"It turns out that you can laugh, and your smile is so different..."

……

The Obon ceremony is over, and all the Buddhas gather in the hall.

Tathagata opened his eyes: "Huh? Where is Jin Chanzi now?"

Buddhas, you look at me, and I look at you.

Tathagata closed his eyes and meditated, called Guanyin Bodhisattva who was about to speak, and whispered a few words.

Soon, all the monks had finished singing the Dharma ode, and the Bodhisattva and Jin Chanzi came in slowly.

"Why have you been there for so long?" Tathagata asked.

The Bodhisattva couldn't answer, so he looked at Jin Chanzi.

Tathagata frowned, and waved away the monks, leaving only the Bodhisattva and the golden cicada.

"Jin Chan, what have you been doing recently?" Tathagata asked.

"I'm looking for something."

"Have you found it?"

"found it."

"What are you looking for?"

"Feel."

"how?"

"hapiness."

"The joy of all living beings?"

"Happiness alone."

"Why not pursue the happiness of all beings?"

"Disciples are not sentient beings, how do you know whether they are happy or not?"

"Then why not use actions to feel the hearts of all beings!"

"Please Buddha teach me?"

"Journey to the West!"

"This……"

"how?"

"The disciple wants to meet someone first."

"Mysterious girl?"

"Ah."

Tathagata stared for a long time, finally nodded.

When Jin Chanzi left, the Bodhisattva asked with some doubts: "Buddha, Jin Chanzi has moved his heart?"

"Perhaps, the most difficult thing to guess in this world is love..."

"Then why let them meet again?"

"Xuannv is about to break through!"

"What does the Buddha mean, this love disaster is the opportunity for Xuannv to kill her body?"

"That's right, Jin Chanzi made her perfect, and she must also make Jin Chanzi perfect."

"maybe……"

……

"How is the fairy recently?"

"We just met yesterday, hee hee...why, is there something on your mind?"

"I'm going on a westward journey."

"Ah, won't we see each other for a long time?"

"It should be, so I want to see you when I leave. After reincarnation, I will forget everything."

Above the nine heavens, there is a story of stars.

Xuannv, who was used to being alone and lonely, looked at Jin Chanzi's disappearing back, couldn't help but picked up the piece of paper Jin Chanzi gave her, and a line of beautiful small words was printed in her heart: Lin Ying is looking forward to, the book cannot be written, the paper Short love long, Fu Wei cherishes it.

Xuannv read silently, her breath fluctuated, and a woman whose appearance was [-]% similar to her walked out of her body, "I've met fellow Taoist!"

"Go to the country where your mother left in the lower realm and wait for him!"

……

Time flies, more than 800 years have passed.

The queen thought in her heart, and couldn't help but secretly sighed, "The paper is short and the love is long, whether sending Fu Qiuhong can really carry it, how many encounters, after seeing all the prosperity, it will eventually fade away, do you remember me?"

Above the main hall, all the ministers fell silent when they saw the queen's pensive expression.

The grand master glanced at the queen, and said happily: "It turns out that there are eminent monks going west who passed by our Xiliang women's country. This is really a manifestation of the ancestors. Remember! Give them the best fast food, the best residence, and use The prettiest, gentlest girls to serve them!"

Yi Cheng was stunned: "Grand Master, they are monks..."

The grand master waved his hand and said with a smile, "You haven't heard anyone say 'monks are hungry ghosts'."

Yi Cheng was stunned, just as he was about to leave, the queen suddenly smiled and said, "I wonder what Tang Sanzang looks like?"

"His Majesty, that Tang Sanzang is an outstanding talent, and his speech and demeanor are like a refreshing breeze."

"Oh?" The queen's cherry lips parted slightly, "If that's the case, you can propose marriage on my behalf."

Yicheng let out an ah, muttering for a while.

"Why, is there anything else?" The queen chuckled lightly.

"Matching can't be done without a matchmaker. It's been said since ancient times: 'Marriage match depends on the red leaves, and Yuelao couples tie on the red rope.'" Yi Cheng hesitated.

"According to Qing's play, let the grand master act as a matchmaker, and welcome Yang Yicheng to marry, first go to the Yizhong to ask for marriage with Yudi. After waiting for his permission, the widow drove out of the city to meet him."

Taishi and Yicheng were overjoyed and led the decree to leave the court.

The queen smiled, "800 years ago, you were the one who fulfilled me, now it's my turn to do this scene, to fulfill your ideal... the joy of all living beings, I hope you can fulfill your wish!"

After speaking, he sat on the couch and drank a few sips of black tea, and personally lit a musk in the lotus incense burner. The fragrance lingered in the hall, making people intoxicated.

Black tea is a unique camellia in Jieyang Mountain. Because of the Luotai Spring, it has extraordinary effects. Drinking it can not only calm the mind, but also strengthen the body and prolong life.

The musk burning in the furnace is not ordinary. Ordinary musk is extracted and refined from musk deer and muskrat. The dignitaries of the Daughter Kingdom use it from a fish called musk dolphin. Unique to the mother river.

Xuannv's self-corpse has been waiting for Jin Chanzi in this Daughter Country for more than 800 years. Over the past 800 years, Daughter Country has gradually prospered under her leadership. It is not impossible to invade Xiliang's female country, but with the guidance of the Goddess of War, Nine Heavens Xuannv, for 800 years, almost all of these surrounding countries have been shocked by the powerful military power of this female country.

The reason why the national teacher and others were not surprised by her marrying Xuanzang was also because over the years, she would always instill this matter into the subconscious of everyone in the way of ancestors' instructions. It seemed that men from Nanbubuzhou, especially The monk is the sign of the prosperity of this daughter country.

It's just that Xuannv didn't expect that Xuanzang was accompanied by a normal-looking man.

In the Yingyang post, the grand master nodded secretly when he saw Xuanzang's imposing appearance, kind demeanor and noble status.

Turning his eyes, he looked at the three monkeys again, but secretly frowned, but soon, his eyes lit up, and he set his eyes on Ren Qinglian.

(End of this chapter)