Chat Group: I, the Strongest Learner in Journey to the West

　　Although he said that he didn't believe the group leader's words, there was still some belief in his heart.

　　Because of careful comparison, he and Saiwen still look very similar.

　　For example, they all have alloy darts on their heads. Although Ace, the corpse demon king, also has them, but in comparison, Seven and his temperament are very compatible.

　　Moreover, he is better than blue, has two darts, and has an emerald timer between his eyebrows, which is a proper father and son.

　　"¨〃If Ultraman Seven is really my father, how should I face him, it's annoying."

　　In the Land of Light, Siro has actually been taught by Saiwen, and he is very strict.

　　However, in Seven's eyes, he was like a child who didn't grow up, so in order to prove his strength, he made a big mistake by touching the plasma spark!

　　Now that I think about it, if it wasn't for Saiwen to stop him, if it wasn't for Saiwen to intercede for him in front of the father of Otto, how could it be possible for him to cultivate with Master Leo!

　　In the legend of the Land of Light, Leo is the king of single-person fighting, and he was trained by Saiwen, and the two are both teachers and friends.

　　"Siro, what are you thinking?" At this moment, a red figure flew down from the sky!

　　This figure is tall, with a red leather jacket, obvious muscle lines, and a clear Leo mark on his chest, and a powerful wind blows!

　　It was Ultraman Leo who made the entire universe tremble with his fighting skills!

　　"Master Leo!"

　　Seeing the visitor, Siro was emotional and asked with trembling: "Master Leo, is Saiwen my father?"

　　Before landing, Leo was caught off guard and did not expect Siro to say such a thing, and almost fell from the air.

　　Looking at this scene, no matter how stupid Siro is, he understands what it means.

　　"Siro, why do you ask that? Why do you think Ultraman Seven is your father?" Leo calmed himself down and asked in a deep voice.

　　Saiwen once entrusted that until Ciro did not have the power to stand on his own, no qualified Ultraman was determined not to tell him his life experience.

　　"I think we are very similar! We all have darts and emerald timers. Except for the stripes on our bodies, we look like father and son." Sairo said immediately, and of course he couldn't say that it was informed by the mysterious chat group owner. .

　　Intuition tells Leosero what he knows, although Saiwen said not to tell Siro's life experience, but he can't hide it for a long time, and directly confessed: "Since you know, I won't hide it from you, Siro. You are indeed the son of Ultraman Seven, so now you should understand that Ultraman Seven has a half-hearted care for you."

　　After receiving Leo's affirmative reply, Siro was stunned, it was true, he was really Saiwen's son!

　　Whoosh!

　　At this time, from the universe, a silver guillotine dart crossed the galaxy and landed on the highest mountain of planet m76.

　　"This is Seven's head dart!" Leo recognized it at a glance.

　　"Father's head dart?" Sairo's eyes were burning, and he didn't understand why Ultraman Seven's head dart flew over.

　　"Seven's Ott's signature on it, something happened to the Land of Light," Leo said.

　　Ott's signature, only when something big happens, the Ott brothers will send a signal for help.

　　.......

Chapter 84

　　Journey to the World.

　　Chang'an City, Sanwei Bookstore.

　　Xuanzang put aside the chat group for a while. At this time, the old monk was in the bookstore.

　　What he didn't expect was that the old monk actually went down the mountain himself and found him.

　　"Based on what I know about the old monk, I will definitely not come down the mountain to find me if there is nothing. Something must have happened."

　　Xuanzang secretly guessed that he had long believed that the old monk was the protector arranged by Buddhism to protect himself.

　　The various actions of the old monk, in a sense, represent the attitude of Buddhism.

　　"Could it be that I suppressed [-] aliens in Chang'an before and attracted the attention of Buddhists."

　　Xuanzang thought about it a lot and quickly calmed down.

　　What should come is always to come, he decided to go out to face the old monk, after all, this is his master in this life.

　　In the bookstore, the old monk was concentrating on the bookshelf, looking at the divine calligraphy Buddha is the Tao, his eyes were like torches, and his demeanor was dignified!

　　When Xuanzang came out of the inner room, Zhao Xiaoxi noticed it at first sight and was about to speak.

　　Xuanzang waved his hand, motioning Zhao Xiaoxi not to speak.

　　Zhao Xiaoxi understood, stuck out his tongue, covered his mouth and looked playful and cute.

　　Xuanzang walked behind the old monk unknowingly, but the old monk didn't notice!

　　"You actually read this book?" Xuanzang noticed the book in the old monk's hand and couldn't help but be surprised.

　　He stood beside the old monk for a long time, and the old monk saw nothing but books.

　　Xuanzang couldn't help but whispered: "It looks good!"

　　"Ah."

　　Daoji nodded subconsciously, but immediately realized that something was wrong, and immediately raised his head, seeing Xuanzang who was close at hand, he was taken aback and jumped, and said loudly:

　　"Xuanzang, you traitor!"

　　"Xuanzang?"

　　"Master Xuanzang?"

　　"Where is Master Xuanzang?"

　　The old monk's words caused a thousand waves, and the whole bookstore suddenly became restless.

　　Everyone's eyes saw a white-robed monk with a jade complexion, a handsome appearance, and a dusty temperament.

　　This monk has a slender body, clear facial features, and clear lines. Although he is young and handsome, he is full of a charming masculinity that makes him attractive!

　　"Next, Zhang Run, elegantly called Layman Run! Meet the eminent monk Xuanzang!"

　　The young scholar with oily head and flour noodles immediately came over to pay his respects and worship, especially when he was praying with the story of Sister Bai in his hand, which was really a good look of studying hard.

　　"Under the Wu Ma, the turbid number Wuma son, pays a visit to the eminent monk Xuanzang." Another young man saluted with admiration on his face.

　　"I'm here, Li Zhenyuan, from Chang'an! Saint Monk Xuanzang is a great talent, I'm not as good as Fur!"

　　"The slave family is Chunlan of the Jiaofang Division. I have long heard from Sister Fuxiang that Saint Monk Xuanzang looks handsome. When I see it today, it really lives up to its reputation."

　　...

　　A group of people saluted Xuanzang with hot eyes, and they admired Xuanzang's literary talent very much.

　　"Amitabha! Goodness is goodness!"

　　"Everyone can understand the principles of life, the way of life, and contribute to the country and the people from these books, which is the original intention of the poor monk to write these books."

　　Xuanzang said, his face was neither sorrow nor joy, he looked like a great monk, and his body seemed to shine with Buddha's light, radiating brilliance.

　　Daoji nodded, worthy of being his apprentice, so broad-minded has the demeanor of saving people in the past!

　　good!

　　"Wow, the modest appearance of the owner is really good-looking!" Zhao Xiaoxi clenched his fists, and his eyes were full of stars.

　　Zhang Run, Li Zhenyuan, Wu Ma, and the female teachers of the Jiaofang Division listened to their words and respected them like teachers!

　　Such a state, such a mind, not for fame and fortune, but only for the salvation of all beings, this is the demeanor of a holy monk!

　　Xuanzang dealt with the affairs of these fans, and then took the old monk to the inner room for a private conversation.

　　There were only two masters and students in the room, and there was an indescribable silence in the atmosphere for a while.

　　Xuanzang was the first to break the silence and said, "Master, it's like every three autumns!

　　Disciple really misses the days when there is no teacher around to teach. "

　　"..." Daoji, this kid's mouth is like touching oil, not knowing which sentence is true and which is false.

　　miss him?

　　Unless the Buddha returns to the secular world, it is impossible!

　　This kid is a wild horse, lawless!

　　Daoji put the Buddha's original Dao on the table and said, "Tell me what's going on with this book? The Buddha's original is the Dao, how could you write such rebellious words?"

　　"Master, isn't this book beautiful?" Xuanzang's face was calm, as if he didn't care at all.

　　"It's good-looking, but it doesn't fit the ritual! Now that Buddhism is flourishing, what is the Buddha's Dao? What will people think of you, the spies of the Daoists in Buddhism?" Daoji couldn't help saying.

　　In fact, he was really good for Xuanzang. When Xuanzang was still Jin Chanzi, he was caught by a certain Buddha because of some rebellious remarks. He wore small shoes, and then he was reincarnated in the ninth life, died for the ninth life, until the tenth life. , is also the final stage of the successful cultivation of merit and virtue, but there can be no trouble...

　　Xuanzang couldn't help laughing when he heard the old monk say this.

　　In Buddhism, are there still few spies from Taoism?

　　The ancient Buddha with the burning lamp, the Tathagata with the handle, the Maitreya Buddha, and the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, as well as the mounts of those Bodhisattvas, all of which were originally Xuanmen!

　　It looks like Buddhism is booming, but Taoism is booming!

　　Buddha is Tao, this sentence is not bad at all!

　　Of course, Xuanzang couldn't argue with the old monk, but said: "Master, you have a picture, this is just a book, a name. And a name is just a code. Is it because a book called Buddha is the Tao? , then is Buddha the Tao?

　　Master, do you have no confidence in my Buddha!

　　The disciple has a Buddha in his heart, I am a Buddha, and all living beings are also Buddhas, so looking at this vast world, everywhere is the world of Buddhas! "

　　Daoji looked at Xuanzang, his eyes widened.As a master, I actually felt that Xuanzang's words made sense, but he didn't refute it!

　　Could it be that just because a book is a Buddha and is a Tao, is his Buddha really a Tao?

　　Is this too narrow and the layout is too small?

　　Naturally, the old monk would not slap himself in the face, but said righteously: "Xuanzang, now it is the master who teaches the apprentice, not the apprentice educating the master."

　　"You are the master, and the apprentice respects you! But we have different opinions on Buddhism. If the apprentice is reasonable, it is reasonable." Xuanzang said with a smile.

　　"..." Daoji.

　　Sure enough, the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach!