The Monkey King

Staring at the staff that fell on the luggage, the bearded man slowly raised his head, glared and grinned: "Are you looking for death?"

The monk in the distance suddenly laughed, but Manjusri beside him narrowed his eyes slightly.

Xuanzang showed no fear on his face. He slowly raised the hand holding the staff and turned his face to look at the two bandits who were approaching his luggage.

The two bandits looked at their leader as if nothing had happened.

"Hehehehe, yes, if you are brave, I will help you." With a wave of his hand, the bearded man said viciously: "Kill him!"

After giving the order, the two bandits immediately rolled up their sleeves with a grin and staggered towards Xuanzang with their knives in hand.

Buddhism and Taoism are the same. Strictly speaking, they are both practitioners who challenge their own limits, but their methods of practice are quite different.

The Taoist methods practiced by Taoists can preserve one's appearance and strengthen one's body. It is not unusual for one to become powerful at a young age. But this is not the case in Buddhism.

Buddhist practice mainly relies on sudden enlightenment, emphasizing the character of mind, which requires going through hardships and letting go of everything. Except for a very small number of extremely talented monks, they generally have to be very old and have rich experience to achieve success.

Most of the so-called eminent monks have white beards, and it is not surprising that they have even gone through several reincarnations.

The lone monk in front of them obviously did not belong to the very few who achieved Buddhahood at a young age. In their eyes, he was just a weak and impotent wandering monk.

They don't know how many people they kill in a year.

I saw two people coming slowly. Xuanzang quickly took back his staff and took up his stance unhurriedly.

"Hey, it really looks like that." A bandit pointed at Xuanzang and laughed.

Before he finished speaking, Xuanzang's eyes widened and he made a sudden move. The staff pressed hard against a bandit's abdomen.

A scream shocked everyone.

For a moment, the bandit opened his mouth in pain.

Before the bandits could react, Xuanzang had already spun and jumped up.

Fiery red cassocks flew.

In the rapid spin, the staff hit the other bandit's face hard.

Blood splashed out mixed with the teeth.

Almost at the same time, the two bandits fell to the ground, raising dust. One was holding his stomach and rolling on the ground, wailing like a slaughtering pig. One immediately fainted.

When landing. Xuanzang stood with his staff and bowed with one hand. He saluted the bandit expressionlessly and said calmly: "That's good. That's good. I'll give you a small punishment today. I hope the benefactor will change his ways in the future and don't do this again." service."

The remaining four bandits had already opened their mouths in shock. Even my eyeballs are about to fall off.

The monk in the distance couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Is this... is this a simple physical skill?"

Manjusri slowly withdrew his gaze and smiled faintly: "Sure enough, I came prepared."

With great difficulty, the four bandits regained their composure.

"You monk, you really have a lot of trouble..." The leader of the bearded man twitched his mouth, stared at Xuanzang with wide eyes, and said viciously: "However, two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands. I advise you to quickly use the golden bowl. Hand it over, otherwise, I will dispose of your head!"

"Is the donor still planning to have a discussion with the poor monk?" he said lightly. Xuanzang took a step forward, and the bandits immediately retreated in fear.

The bearded man swallowed dryly and looked at Xuanzang blankly, but was unwilling to retreat. For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate.

The monk in the distance turned his face to look at Manjusri and asked in a low voice: "Is he hiding his true cultivation?"

Manjusri raised his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "The Tathagata Zhengfa Ming mentioned that this tenth life Jin Chanzi has not loved scriptures since he was a child. Instead, he often practices martial arts with the monks in the temple, and only has some boxing skills. It’s just to strengthen the body. However, although it is a boxing and kicking skill, the power of it may be very different for different people.”

After that, he smiled softly, but the monk on the side could no longer laugh.

Manjusri on the side glanced at him lightly and sighed softly: "This trip is not only a test for him, but also a test for you. Xuanzang was surrounded and not in any disorder, but you are standing here. Shocked."

The monk was startled and immediately understood the meaning of Manjusri's words. He quickly clasped his hands together and bowed and said, "This disciple has lost his composure. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your advice."

Manjusri nodded silently and said no more words.

In the distance, a minion approached the bearded man and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty. What should we do now?"

"What should I do... what should I do?" The bearded man breathed deeply, clenched his sword tightly and said through gritted teeth: "Since my grandfather has entrusted it to me in a dream, this golden bowl is already my most precious thing. No matter what, There is no reason to let it slip away like this.”

"That……"

"You, go back immediately and bring more people... No, call everyone who can move!"

"Eh...Eh."

The bandit quickly turned around and ran up the mountain, while the other three bandits still stood there nervously holding their weapons, staring at Xuanzang.

Seeing this, Xuanzang glanced at their six trembling knees, sighed helplessly, and took a step to the side.

As soon as he moved, one of the bandits had already hurried to the white horse.

Xuanzang immediately stopped and said calmly: "The poor monk won't run away, but you can't touch the poor monk's horse either."

The bearded man immediately waved his hand to tell the bandit standing beside the horse to retreat.

"Boss, do you really believe he won't run away?"

"With his skills, if he wants to run away, can you stop him?"

Hearing this, the bandit had no choice but to swallow his saliva and retreat to the bearded man.

Seeing that the bandit had retreated, Xuanzang walked back step by step, leaning on his staff. When he reached the bag, he put down his staff and reached out to take off his Ten Thousand Buddhas Crown.

"You...what are you going to do?" The bearded man pointed at Xuanzang and screamed.

Xuanzang turned his head and glanced at him.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of bandits, Xuanzang put the Ten Thousand Buddhas Crown on his luggage, and unhurriedly took off his cassock, folded it, and put it together on his luggage.

Immediately afterwards. He leaned over and tightened the straps on his feet, sat down cross-legged with his staff, closed his eyes, and said softly: "The poor monk only has this decent cassock. If it is stained by blood for a while, he will go back." I'm afraid it won't be easy to talk if I live in a temple, so please forgive me."

This was an understatement, but it made the bandits' eyes twitch.

This is contempt, utter contempt.

The bearded man yelled at Xuanzang in anger: "You... don't be arrogant. Do you know how many people are in my cave?"

"How many people...does it make a difference?" Xuanzang raised his head and stared at the bearded man. Smile lightly. He smiled kindly, but he couldn't help but make all the bandits feel cold to the bottom of their hearts...

The corners of the bearded mouth twitched even more fiercely.

Don’t monks eat fast and recite sutras all day long? Is this really the monk they know?

What is a smiling tiger? They finally saw it today.

…

On the surface of the East China Sea, two water splashes appeared, and the monkey and Ao Tingxin were suspended in the air.

What comes into view is a gray patch, whistling and dust all over the sky. Everything, even the main peak of Huaguo Mountain in the distance, was only a shadow.

The moment I saw it all. The monkey was stunned, and his expression changed several times.

"What's going on here?"

Ao Tingxin, who was behind him, whispered: "We were told that no rain is allowed in Huaguo Mountain, so it has not rained here for six hundred and fifty years."

"Whose order? The Jade Emperor or Laojun?"

"Accurately, neither."

"Who else?"

"This is the common meaning of Heaven and Buddhism." After saying that, Ao Tingxin looked at the monkey cautiously.

Faintly, she could feel that the monkey's breathing suddenly became much faster.

With his eyes closed deeply, the monkey levitated quietly.

After a long time, when he opened his eyes again. Already turned around and fell towards the ground.

Seeing this, Ao Tingxin quickly lowered his head and followed.

After falling to the ground, the monkey bent down and grabbed a handful of loess. He held it in his hand and stared at it quietly. After a long time, he let go and let it drift away. He said softly: "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop."

Ao Tingxin's hands secretly tightened. He looked at the monkey with some anxiety.

Raising his head, the monkey looked at everything around him blankly.

Six hundred and fifty years have passed, and most of the building remains left over from the war six hundred and fifty years ago have now been buried in the soil. Even the parts that are exposed on the surface have long been in ruins after so many years of wind erosion.

Perhaps latecomers can still guess that this was once a huge city, but I am afraid no one can imagine the grand scene of warships covering the sky that day.

"They don't allow you to have rain. Didn't the All Saints Dragon King also let it rain here? Or is something wrong with them too?"

"Nothing happened to them."

"Is that... betrayal?"

Ao Tingxin lowered his head slightly and did not answer.

"There is no betrayal, and there is no rain for Huaguo Mountain. What's going on?" Taking a deep breath, the monkey laughed and said softly: "The earliest Huaguo Mountain... Before I went to heaven, Ren Bi When Ma Wen was here, I always felt that you were the smartest person in the entire Huaguo Mountain, and I also thought about letting you be my military advisor. Today, you can analyze for me what happened to the rainfall."

After hesitating for a long time, Ao Tingxin whispered: "Buddhism, in fact, is not very active in the matter of Huaguo Mountain. For them, Huaguo Mountain without the Great Sage is just a piece of trivial matter. If it can be done smoothly, If you can't deal with it, then deal with it. If you can't, it doesn't hurt to leave it alone. After the war, Buddhism had evacuated Huaguo Mountain and never set foot again."

The monkey slowly turned around and listened quietly.

"But Heavenly Court is different. Although Heavenly Court and Monster Clan have undergone some changes now, they are still enemies in the end... Even after the split, each branch of Monster Clan has been claiming to the outside world that they are actively searching for the whereabouts of you, the Great Sage. Declare that they are only loyal to you. Even now, six hundred and fifty years have passed, Ting Xin believes that as long as you, the Great Sage, ascend and shout, all the monsters in the world will gather in Huaguo Mountain again. Because you made it possible You are the banner of the Monster Clan to achieve what they have been unable to do for thousands of years. Similarly, Huaguo Mountain is also a flag. If Huaguo Mountain hadn't turned into this scene, presumably the Monster Clan would not have been completely divided. "

Looking at the dust flying all over the sky, the monkey whispered: "What I want to know now is whether the Wansheng Dragon King's family and the Nine-Headed Insect have betrayed." (To be continued ~^~)

PS: Well, the updates have been very slow these days, so I’m sorry. The author also needs to recharge. I heard that there is a double monthly ticket, so let’s see if the turtles can explode in the past few days. Thank you for your support~