Under the expectation of the people of Fengxian County, Tang Sanzang slowly walked up to the platform step by step in the scorching sun.

When asking for rain, Tang Sanzang was also a big girl who got into the sedan chair. However, judging from the expressions of waving to the crowd from time to time, he seemed not at all about this scene.

This made Sun Wukong so anxious. According to the established script, Tang Sanzang was responsible for performing below, and he was responsible for asking someone to come and rain. As a result, the person was found, but unfortunately the rain couldn't fall.

No one dared to do anything perfunctorily that the Emperor of Heaven had personally ordered. If it didn't rain, even if it rained, it wouldn't fall.

If it were the original Sun Wukong, he would definitely have gone to the heaven to ask clearly, but the monkeys are not that stupid now.

Although I don’t know why Fengxian County was missed by the Emperor of Heaven, Reason told him: Please ask less about the leader’s affairs.

After hesitating for a while, Sun Wukong decided to go back first. If he cheated Tang Sanzang, he would be scolded a few times. If he offended the Emperor of Heaven, he would be arranged at any time.

On the high platform, Tang Sanzang was already in a state of stance, and he was busy with his mouth and hands. Fortunately, everyone was far away and he didn't hear what he was saying, otherwise the impression of the master would collapse instantly.

"Damn monkey, it's been so long, but there's no movement. It's so unreliable that people deserve to be made into a monkey brain.

The Buddha is really so. He can’t even arrange the escorts to obtain scriptures and doesn’t know what to rely on to govern Lingshan.

Fortunately, I am a little capable, otherwise I would have been cheated to death with such a few unreliable disciples sooner or later. Forget it, I might as well not wait for the monkey to splash.”

While speaking, Tang Sanzang was too lazy to continue meditating, so he stood up and shouted to the sky: "The wind is rising!"

A breeze blew, and if it weren't for shaking a few leaves not far away, no one would have been able to feel it.

The first wave of pretending failed, Tang Sanzang was also annoyed and continued to roar into the sky and said, "Cloud gather!"

I saw a colorful auspicious cloud passing through the sky, showing no sign of staying. The dark clouds before the rain didn't even have a shadow.

After the successive failures in showing off, Tang Sanzang blushed a little, but he still said toughly: "These are small problems and will not affect the normal progress of the rain."

Seeing this unreliable scene, the people of Fengxian County who were originally full of expectations, their hearts fell to the bottom of the valley again.

Fortunately, everyone's mentality is strong enough and they did not do anything extreme, but just quietly pressed against Tang Sanzang.

Similar things have been encountered countless times in the past three years. The younger generation can run away long ago, and the rest are the old and weak who cannot leave.

I have been persisting until now, just to wait for a miracle to happen. Unfortunately, every time I ignite hope, I ended up with disappointment.

"The rain comes!"

After the sound of thunder came from Tang Sanzang's mouth, the originally scorching sun suddenly turned sharply and became dark clouds in an instant. Before everyone could react, the rain had already fallen.

The surprise came too suddenly, and the people praying for the rain showed the most sincere smiles deep in their hearts. Even if the rain hits their bodies, the clothes are wet, everyone will not be moved.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Tang Sanzang jumped off the platform and left the scene as fast as possible with his two apprentices.

Pretending to behave is one thing, just get wet in the rain. Unlike the people of Fengxian County who have not seen rain for three years, Tang Sanzang, who has been sleeping in the open all the way, is troubled by rain, doesn't like getting wet in the rain.

The rain kept coming down, and Sun Wukong, who was swaying around and slowly rushing back, was shocked by this scene. In an instant, he even had the idea of ​​finding the Dragon King to settle the score.

Of course, this is just a thought. As a monkey with only knowledge, Sun Wukong knew very well that the strength of the Dragon Clan was not as simple as it was on the surface.

Although the sea is not as good as the prehistoric road, there is no shortage of heaven, earth and treasures in the vast sea, and the blessed land of Lingshan Mountain. If there is not enough strength, the dragon clan would have been snatched away long ago.

Regardless of whether he was fooled by the Dragon King or not, Sun Wukong is in a good mood now. As long as the rain falls, it is not that he is incompetent in his work.

"Master, I'm back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that the atmosphere inside was not right. Tang Sanzang, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing stared at him with strange eyes.

Waving his claws, Sun Wukong asked in confusion: "You are looking at me, Old Sun. Could it be that something is wrong with me?"

"snort!"

After a cold shout, Tang Sanzang slapped the table suddenly and scolded Sun Wukong: "You splashed monkey, ask you to invite someone to come and rain, but what are you doing?

If it weren’t for the fact that the teacher had some ability and had responded to the forced rain, I wouldn’t know how to end today!”

After hearing this answer, Sun Wukong was stunned at first, and then reacted. Obviously, the Dragon King did not deceive him.

Due to the control of the Emperor of Heaven, no gods dared to rain in Fengxian County, but this does not mean that it would not be able to rain. As long as you are not afraid of offending the Emperor of Heaven, you can forcefully cast spells to rain.

As for the consequences, you will naturally be self-conceited. If you forcefully slap the Emperor in the face, you will know that there will be endless troubles without thinking.

Naturally, Sun Wukong would not worry about the cheap master. Since he appeared on Journey to the West, it means that it was arranged in advance by Buddhism and Heaven.

But Tang Sanzang, who had a physical body, was able to rain on his own, which really surprised him.

Awakening the memories of the previous life does not mean getting back the cultivation level of the previous life. Even if it can be really taken back, no one will do it.

How can I do if I don’t get any gains in the cycle of reincarnation? No matter how anxious I am, I have to wait until the end of my journey to the scriptures.

Once you have recovered your cultivation, you will not be able to continue to obtain the scriptures. It doesn’t matter if you do it in vain. If you destroy the Buddhist plan, it will be a death.

"Master, did you cast the rain just now fall down?"

Sun Wukong asked uncertainly.

From the anxious expression, we can see that Sun Wukong is really afraid. It doesn’t matter if Tang Sanzang is trying to die, but can the fire in the city gate still harm the fish in the pond?

If the project team of the Buddhist rituals was destroyed, his wild monkey would be worthless. If the son of luck was not strong, he would be the meat on the chopping board.

Although the secret technique of usurping fortune and merits is rare, there must be a large force like Buddhism. In the past, not many people did it because the benefits were not great enough and the backlash was very serious.

The son of luck is different. With Sun Wukong's innate merit and luck, it is worthy of the Buddhist master's attack.

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Of course, most of the time, everyone is under his command of this kind of luck. But Sun Wukong doesn’t think he has such treatment. Who made him and the Buddhist gangster have already formed a long time ago?

"Calm down! I have taught you how many times I have taught you that I will not panic when encountering problems. Wukong, why can't you change the problem of being anxious?"

After hearing Tang Sanzang's complaints, Sun Wukong almost collapsed on the spot. Is it something that a monkey does to get rid of the monkey's urgent problem?

Without waiting for him to defend himself, Tang Sanzang continued: "Although this rain was asked for by his master, he did not cast spells. As a mortal, even if he wanted to cast spells, he would not have magic power!"

He is indeed a mortal, a mortal who can break the neck of the little demon. There is no sign of magic power, and it depends entirely on the power of the body. If he was not familiar with Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong would have thought that he was pretending to be a witch clan.

No matter what, if you don’t use magic power or have no cultivation, it is not considered a violation. Tang Sanzang is at most a little stronger in his body, and it is brought by his innate body.

As for the strength of the body and the pursuit of rain, it naturally has no relationship with the fact that it does not affect the continued progress of Journey to the West. No one will fight to the death on this issue, and Buddhism will not allow anyone to jump out and destroy their plans.

Since the rain fell, the catastrophe of Fengxian County has passed. The dogs prepared by Emperor Tian have added noodles, chickens pecked rice, and fire burned them to the lock, which is naturally useless.

The disaster of obtaining the scriptures has passed, and the Emperor of Heaven will obviously not continue to care about mortals. For all causes and effects, ghosts and gods will settle for him.

Journey to the West continued, without causing any turmoil in the outside world, as if it should have been. Only Li Mu discovered a slight difference, and his intuition told him that Tang Sanzang had not only awakened Jin Chanzi's memory.

Perhaps the two Western saints have also discovered this problem. But for Buddhism, there is nothing more important than completing the Eastern Path of Buddhism.

Even if Tang Sanzang really has problems, as long as he can complete the great cause of obtaining scriptures, Buddhism can first regard him as real.

True and false, false, true and true, there is not so many truths in this world that need to be distinguished. Everything comes from interests, and as long as the interests are in place, everything is easy to discuss.

Buddhism itself doesn't care about it, so Li Mu naturally won't care about this nostalgic business. The ones that should be lost have already fallen behind, and now he just needs to wait for the flowers to bear fruit.

Maybe we are competitors now, but who can guarantee that we will not become friends in the future?

As long as the invasion of the demon gods outside the domain is strong enough and the pressure on the major forces in the prehistoric world is great enough, it is only a matter of time before the union unites.

With the courageous Tang Sanzang, the journey to obtain the scriptures became more and more joyful. This made the demon kings who set up disasters in the lower realm one by one, and they were tortured to death.

Of course, Tang Sanzang's greatest contribution was to enrich the entertainment life of the people in the Western land. The scriptures were not spread to the East, but the sound of mahjong had already resounded throughout the West. Under the influence of the "holy monk", Tang Sanzang, it gradually became the standard for Buddhist disciples.

The team of seeking scriptures was slow all the way, but this did not affect their time to arrive at Lingshan. Anyway, they all used the magical power of shrinking the ground into inches, and the gods didn't mind pushing it.

Looking at the Lingshan Holy Land where the clouds and the Buddha's light flashed, Tang Sanzang's head kept shaking, and he still complained: "Vulgar, really vulgar! I thought I was vulgar enough, but I didn't expect that the Buddha would be the same.

The disciples, learn a little bit. Later, when we return to the Tang Dynasty to build temples, we must also learn from the Buddha, so that we can feel the greatness of Buddhism at a glance.

…”

Unfortunately, no matter how Tang Sanzang talked endlessly, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing just didn't respond. Obviously, they were all smart people, and knew whose territory this place was, and they didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Unable to mobilize the three disciples, Tang Sanzang could only sigh: He was not careful in accepting disciples, and none of them were in line with his wishes.

No matter how much he sighs or complains, it makes no sense. Originally, these disciples were not accepted by him. If it were not arranged in advance, there would not be such a fate between master and apprentice.

Now that the great cause of obtaining the scriptures is coming to an end, the relationship between master and apprentice has almost come to an end. In the future, everyone will meet. Giving face is the master and apprentice, but not giving face is the stranger.

Talking about feelings is purely funny. Even the youngest Sun Wukong is thousands of years old. Compared with his long life, his ten years of experience in learning from the scriptures is not worth mentioning at all.

The only constraint is probably the cause and effect of the master and apprentice. However, Tang Sanzang did not teach the three apprentices the substantial things, but the three apprentices saved him many times.

After entering the Main Hall and looking at the Buddhas sitting high, Tang Sanzang immediately stepped forward and bowed: "Disciple Tang Sanzang, pay homage to my Buddha Tathagata!"

Everything was so natural and flowing. It was obvious that Tang Sanzang was still very conscious of affairs and knew when he had to follow the rules.

I have met Buddha and vegetarian food. When I was preaching the scriptures, I finally made a mess.

When he met Kashyapa and Anu, who were asking for "personnel", Tang Sanzang became angry immediately. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go up and fight, which scared the three disciples quickly stopped him.

"Master, please calm down. Let me go and argue first. If you don't have to, then you will take action!"

After hearing Sun Wukong's words, Tang Sanzang nodded slightly. Obviously, the way he rolled up his sleeves just now was just a gesture, and it would be difficult to ask him to go up and fight.

"Okay, let's leave this matter to you. If they don't know the current affairs, don't be polite to them.

I thought that when I was a teacher, I was a domineering Lingshan, I never suffered such grievances. If it weren’t for the years of self-cultivation and changing from vegetarian food, they would have been the snacks they delivered to their doorsteps.”

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Tang Sanzang glanced at Kashya and Anu with his eyes, which scared the two of them to their scalp numbness.

Obviously, Jin Chanzi's reputation is still very intimidating in Lingshan. Even if he does not have a trace of magic power now, it still makes the two of them afraid.

Seeing this scene, Sun Wukong smiled knowingly and said, "It seems that both of you understand people, so let's take out the scriptures as soon as possible!

Although Master is a mortal now, he will return to Lingshan after the end of his visit. Sooner or later, he will be colleagues. Now that the relationship is broken, I am afraid it will be difficult to meet in the future, right?"

After looking at each other with a wry smile, Kashyapa said angrily: "Okay, this time we are unlucky, we meet you poor people."

While speaking, the two opened the Sutra Pavilion, took out the sutras one by one, and handed them over to Tang Monk and his disciples. They were about to turn around and leave, but Tang Sanzang grabbed his sleeve and said:

"Wait a minute, we haven't found out the authenticity yet! There are so many fakes in the world now, and even I monks dare to fake them. Who can guarantee that there are no fakes and shoddy goods in Lingshan?

If we don’t check it carefully, if we get the fake, how can we go back and explain to Emperor Tang?”

This time, something happened. I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but when Zhu Bajie was sorting out the scriptures, he happened to open a page, and there was a whiteboard inside.

"The Book of Classics without Words" is either awesome and cannot be written in words, but it just integrates the artistic conception into the book; or it is a blank paper with nothing.

There is no doubt that Mahayana Buddhism cannot reach the height of the former, otherwise there would be no need to send people to seek the scriptures, because it is not disseminated at all.
Chapter completed!