Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 31
There are a lot of monks in Famen Temple, but they each have their own duties. Xuanzang is full of praise when he sees them.

Ren Qinglian wondered, "There seem to be very few monks in the monastery?"

Master Kongwen has high martial arts skills, even if this Famen Temple is not as good as Shaolin Temple, there should not be half a monk in sight.

The monk guarding the door said with a smile: "The benefactor doesn't know, the brothers who practice martial arts are all in the Arhat Hall in the side courtyard!"

Just as he was talking, the abbot, Master Xuanzheng, had rushed over here with several monks.

"Master!" "Uncle!"...

Xuanzheng and others stepped forward to help Master Kongwen off the horse, and after checking it, their faces were extremely ugly.

"I've seen Master Xuanzang!" Xuanzheng turned around and performed a Buddhist salute to Xuanzang, then nodded to Ren Qinglian and the two of them.

"I have met the abbot." Xuanzang clapped his palms together in return.

"I heard that Master Xuanzang saved the family teacher?" Xuanzheng asked.

"It was the poor monk's two attendants who saved Master Kongwen, but the situation is not optimistic."

Just as Xuanzang finished speaking, Kong Wen groaned softly, and opened his eyes slowly.

He was injured too badly, and he kept his breath shut to protect his heart veins all the way, and as the monks continuously poured their true energy into their bodies, they regained consciousness.

"Master, who the hell is it that he is so vicious!"

Xuanzheng looked angry, those monks had tears in their eyes, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Monks shouldn't be angry!" Kong Wen said, and then said: "I came back with such a sigh of relief, not because I heard you cry and cry!"

These martial monks have very high seniority in the temple, they were all masters trained by Kong Wen back then, even though they became more and more sad when they heard the old man's words, they also put away their childlike appearance.

"Uncle, who is it that can hurt you like this." One of the monks asked.

"It's the poisonous demon."

"How could it be him?" All the monks looked in disbelief. Back then when Kong Wen killed the poisonous demon, it was widely spread and became a good story in the world. Unexpectedly, the demon did not die!
Ren Qinglian and the others were also very curious. On the way here, he had already heard Zhong Jie'an talk about this old grievance.

Kong Wen didn't play tricks this time, and said exactly what the poisonous demon said.

"God's will, God's will!" Xuan Zheng sighed.

Kong Wen had a compassionate expression on his face: "I came back with a sigh of relief, because I want you to bring the news to the elders in the martial arts, so that they can prepare early, so that this demon will not cause too much trouble!"

As he said that, he explained how the poisonous demon would come back out of the rivers and lakes.

Ren Qinglian said in her heart: "Sure enough!" I don't know if I can find any clues with the other party's means, or if I and others will be implicated.Especially Murong Xuan, I hope she has left Chang'an City by now.

After Kong Wen explained everything, he was already on the verge of death, and passed away not long after.

"Amitabha!" Xuanzang and others shouted the Buddha's name, and the monks burst into tears.

Ren Qinglian bowed and bowed, and walked out of the lobby with a heavy heart.

The sun slanted westward, stretching his shadow long.

In a daze, he seemed to hear the sound of suona singing happily.

The gatekeeper monk who had led them in had already rushed in all the way.

"It's not good, it's not good, master, that Tubo national teacher is here again!"

As soon as the words were finished, a burst of noisy music came, and soon they reached the gate of the inner courtyard.

Ren Qinglian followed the sound and saw two rows of more than 20 lamas coming to the courtyard surrounded by an open roof.

On the palanquin, a young lama with big ears on one side, white skin like snow, wearing a red cassock, and bare feet was lying half-lying on the sidelines.

"What a big show!" Ren Qinglian secretly paid, but what surprised him even more was that this person was so young.

Zhongjiean had come behind Ren Qinglian at some point, and seemed to see his doubts, and said disdainfully: "The demons heretics, these red-clothed monks in Tubo, are said to be the reincarnated soul boys of the previous generation of eminent monks. Then there will be monks from the older generation who will empower them with skills, so they can have the power of a master at a young age, but the real strength is just better than ordinary first-class warriors!"

Xuanzheng and the others all had gloomy faces. The revered master had just passed away, and this monk came to the door, playing gongs and drums all the way, which was simply a kind of provocation.

"This is the monk from the Tubo Kingdom?" Xuanzang was curious as he saw the monk for the first time.

"That's right. In the battle of Songzhou last year, their Zanpu retreated and apologized. They couldn't beat my Tang Dynasty on the battlefield, so they sent these monks to my Tang Dynasty. They said they were exchanging Buddhism, but in fact they just wanted to find some It's just for face!"

In the 12th year of Zhenguan, Tubo defeated Tuyuhun, Dangxiang and Bailan Zhuqiang in one fell swoop, and took advantage of the victory to invade the Tang Dynasty, but was defeated by the Tang army. Their Zanpu Songtsen Gampo retreated and apologized.Although Datang is in an advantage, Xue Yantuo in Mobei ruled the roost and won 20 soldiers. He can only push the boat along the way, ease the relationship between Datang and Tubo, and strengthen the cultural exchanges between them.These monks are part of it.

Xuanzheng said bitterly, but in fact he hadn't said anything yet, he had lost to this young Fanbang national teacher in the previous several discussions on scriptures and Dharma, which made it difficult for him every time this monk came to the door. It was all a torment. I originally wanted to wait for the master to come back to make this monk look good, but I didn't expect...

Suddenly, his eyes lit up again, thinking of Xuanzang.Although this person is young, he is already a well-known great mage in Chang'an. To be able to be sent by Emperor Taizong to the Western Paradise to learn scriptures, his Buddhist attainments must be higher than his own!
"My teacher has just passed away, and the poor monk really doesn't have the heart to discuss Buddhism with this monk, why not let Master Xuanzang discuss the Dharma with him on behalf of the old monk!" Xuanzheng said with a calm expression.

Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, and there was nothing wrong with saying "junior brother" to the other party, after all, we all belonged to the monks of the Xuan family.But wouldn't this be a bit preposterous, although he really wanted to see how different Fanbang's Buddhism was.

However, Ren Qinglian saw Xuanzheng's expression in her eyes, and thought of the expression of the doorkeeper monk when he ran in, so she whispered to Zhongjie Temple: "This old monk is afraid that he will not be able to argue with others, so he let Master Xuanzang go out. of!"

Xuanzheng's own martial arts cultivation is also extremely high, although Ren Qinglian's voice was soft, he still heard some of it, and his face was a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, at this moment, Xuanzang had already nodded and accepted the matter.

The Tubo national teacher also noticed Xuanzang at this time, his eyes lit up, he got off the sedan chair barefoot, and said in Chinese:

"Excuse me, little monk, I have very sharp eyes, I don't know what to call the master?"

Seeing his refined manner, Xuanzang was secretly amazed, and said with a smile, "Poor monk Xuanzang..."

Hearing this, the Tubo national teacher couldn't help shouting:
"You are the archmage who is going to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures..."

As he said that, his expression suddenly became condensed, and he said: "Buddhism in the Central Plains has six supernatural powers, such as the so-called 'Tian Er Tong' and 'Tian Eye Tong'. We also have similar supernatural powers in Tibet, so I came here from Lhasa this time. It is said that it is expected that the master will go to the west to be full of disasters, so he came here to stop it."

Ren Qinglian sneered in her heart, if she hadn't procrastinated along the way, the three of them would have collapsed Famen Temple as early as yesterday, and Xuanzang would not have met this monk at this moment, saying "specially here to stop" is simply slippery The great joke of the world.

Xuanzang laughed when he heard the words of the national teacher: "The poor monk has already made a great vow. If you don't take the scriptures, you will fall into hell forever. What's more, there are these two masters to protect you along the way..."

The Tubo Imperial Master couldn't help but sneered, pointing at Ren Qinglian and the two said: "Please forgive me for speaking bluntly, these two attendants of the master have already turned black, and it is hard to protect themselves, I am afraid they cannot protect the Great Master..."

Zhongjie'an was furious when he heard the words: "I heard that the Tubo state teachers of all dynasties are the top masters in Tibet, and the Sa family wants to see it!"

After finishing speaking, he slashed out with a palm, striking the monk's eyebrows.

Xuanzang was startled, and said anxiously, "Don't hurt people's lives in the Jie nunnery."

Ren Qinglian said with a smile: "Master, don't worry, I'm afraid Master Zhong is really not the opponent of this monk!"

Xuanzang was skeptical, after all, in his opinion, warriors become stronger with age.

Those monks didn't want Zhongjie'an to make a move if they didn't agree with each other, but they were only slightly taken aback. With a sound of "Hey!", they stepped back half a step, flicked their left sleeves, and went up to him.

(End of this chapter)