Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 267
At the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, Xuanzang and his party came to the country of Jisai.

The city wall that collapsed a few months ago due to the battle between the two giant apes has been rebuilt, but it is still a little short of complete completion.

Inside and outside the city gate, monks wearing yoke and chains and doing coolies can be seen everywhere.

Although Xuanzang had already learned about the situation of these monks from Ren Qinglian, when he saw them today, it seemed to be much more miserable than he imagined.

When the Buddha bone relic was there before, this Sacrifice Kingdom was regarded as the capital of heaven by the people around it, and the Siyi paid tribute.But the bloody rain three years ago brought shame to the whole country, the relics were lost, foreign countries did not go to court, the king did not notice, and corrupt officials did whatever they wanted.

Fortunately, after all, the country of Jisai was rich, and the life of the people was not easy, but every time they thought that they fell into such a field, it was because those monks stole the relics of the Buddha's light, and everyone couldn't help but vent their anger. on the monks.

By the time of the world-shattering war a few months ago, this kind of resentment had finally accumulated to its peak.

So far, the monks not only have to wear shackles and be bullied by others, but also have to bear the responsibility of destroying the city and rebuilding it.

Life is naturally miserable, so when those monks found Xuanzang, who was tall and tall, they all showed expressions of surprise, envy, and disbelief, and they became a little dazed for a while.

A few supervisors soon discovered the lazy monks, and raised their whips to whip them.

Xuanzang frowned, took the reins of the horse and sighed: "The rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and the things hurt its kind. Wukong, you go forward and stop it. By the way, I ask why these monks suffer so much. Remember, don't hurt people."

The monkey rolled his eyes, seeing what he said, as if he was so violent.Going forward, he grabbed the whips in the hands of the supervisors two or three times and crushed them section by section.

Those supervisors opened their mouths in horror when they saw them. They were all bullying and fearful, so how dare they provoke this monk with a rough face and a thunderous mouth.

The monkey snorted, and asked the monks the reason. When he knew that they had something to do with them falling into such a field, he couldn't help opening his mouth, and said seriously: "Don't worry, we are from the Eastern Land and Tang Dynasty. Monks who have gone to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, the lost relic will definitely be found with you in a short time."

All the monks came to kowtow, and asked in surprise, "Is grandpa really from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"

The monkey smiled and said, "It's as if it's fake."

All the monks told me word by word about the night dream that a Buddhist scripture learner from the east would save them.

The monkey suddenly realized that all of this was arranged by Buddhism in advance, and he felt less guilty.

When he went back to tell Xuanzang about the matter, the old monk nodded and sighed: "You and I can get a new broom. After I take a bath, I will go to the tower to sweep it, and then I will see this filthy thing." How about it, it also depends on the reason why it does not emit light, if you find out the clues, Fang Hao will tell the king to save them from this suffering."

At night, he took the monkey to the Jinguang Temple to sweep the pagoda.

It's just that Bibotan has been swept away by Ren Qinglian, and the two fish monsters Benboerba and Baboerben in the original book have long been wiped out, so there are no clues to be found.

The two masters and apprentices finished sweeping the pagoda, but they didn't have a clue. Thinking of delivering the certificate of customs clearance early in the morning and failing to convince the king, Xuanzang couldn't help but sighed.

The monkey had no choice but scratched his head and said distressedly, "It would be great if Layman Ren was here at this time!"

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On the other side, Yaojing, the Tianfu of Sai State, is very prosperous under the night light.

Seeing that Xuanzang was not there, Zhu Ganglian secretly turned into a mortal, mixed into the crowd, and went to enjoy the entertainment.

Suddenly, a tangy aroma of wine and meat wafted into his nose, and Zhu Ganglian couldn't help but bleed out, sniffing and followed, and when he looked up, he saw the three gold-plated characters of "Hero Building" shining brightly in the night, countless Diners flock to it.

Although he was abstained from the three obscenities and the five dislikes, he still did not "abstinence" thoroughly, nor was he willing to do so.

After dusting off the dust, he lifted his foot and walked in.

This time period is the best time for the restaurant's business, and the upstairs and downstairs are already full of guests, bustling with noise.

Zhu Ganglian dispersed his spiritual thoughts and wanted to find a place to sit down. Suddenly he let out a light sigh and was about to go upstairs to an accordion near the window.

A nearby guy panicked, stopped him quickly, and persuaded him: "Guest officer, that Accord is already occupied, please find another seat."

Zhu Gang didn't turn his head back: "I know, I know, just go and spread the word, saying that there is an old acquaintance coming to meet..."

The guy was still hesitating, when a voice came from the Accord: "Boy, let him come up."

Zhu Gangli stepped up the stairs in two or three steps, went into the Yage, and said with a smile: "Layman Ren, you will be at ease!" As he spoke, he showed his original appearance.

Ren Qinglian had a drink, and said leisurely: "It's hard work!" As she spoke, she handed a relic to Zhu Ganglian.

"This is?" Zhu Gangli was a little surprised.

"The relic of the Buddha's light in Jinguang Temple!" Ren Qinglian smiled faintly, "Look, I'm not idle either."

Buddha light relics have the effect of concentrating the mind, which is of great help to practitioners with lower realms, but to Ren Qinglian, it is a bit tasteless.

"Yeah!" Zhu Gangli was a little overjoyed, although he didn't get the relic, but it might be a merit.

Ren Qinglian didn't mention anything about Bibotan, and Zhu Gangli didn't follow up to ask.The two ate and drank well and had nothing to say all night.

Early the next morning, Xuanzang, who was frowning, was overjoyed to get the relic of Buddha's light from Zhu Gangli, thanked Ren Qinglian, and the group went to the palace.

After returning the relics, the king admired the monks from the east even more, and listened patiently to Xuanzang's words.

Those monks finally got out of trouble, although there were no waves, but this difficulty was considered a formality.

Ren Qinglian seems to have returned to the team, but in fact, his deity has arrived at the location of the next catastrophe on the westward journey to learn Buddhist scriptures, Thorn Ridge.

After several months of practice, he has completely fused the essence and blood of the six-eared macaque, opened up another acupoint, and his physical strength has finally reached the level of Da Luo Jinxian.

Miaoyue has been operating this side of Thorn Ridge for hundreds of years. Although the tree demons under him are scumbags in combat effectiveness, they are first-class planting experts. According to Ren Qinglian's thinking, if they can harvest them for their own use, how can the world of dantian be harvested? Not that there are more gardeners too.What's more, these are Miao Yue's subordinates after all, and the dryad is diligently multiplying the sword-leaf iron tree in his dantian, so he can't just ignore the hard work of the dryad.

However, his kindness may not be easily accepted by others.

(End of this chapter)