I, Yang Guo's son, abducted Zhang Sanfeng and traversed countless worlds.

Little Xuanzang became a monk under Huayan, practicing Buddhism while also practicing the way of governing the world.

Neither Yang Gui nor Hua Yan wanted Xuanzang to become a tool for learning Buddhist scriptures. No matter what his fate was, he should have his own life, or at least have a clear understanding of his life.

Knowing what you want to do, knowing what you can do, knowing what you want to do, and gaining the ability to do these things through learning, this is practice.

As expected, perhaps because of the innate wisdom of Jin Chanzi's reincarnation, or perhaps because of his destiny as a pilgrim, little Xuanzang made rapid progress in his Buddhist practice.

At the age of only six, he had already attained a deeper level of Buddhist practice than all the great monks in Chang'an.

But Xuanzang was still young after all, so he was not worried about being famous or standing out from the crowd. No matter how outstanding or prodigy his Huayan disciples were, it was just a matter of course in the eyes of everyone.

The main reason was that Xuanzang was only six years old. He was not able to study Buddhism and worldly affairs at home every day, so how could he have time to go out and discuss Buddhism? Only a few real monks in the Huasheng Temple, Hongfu Temple, Jinshan Temple and other places in Chang'an who had friendship with Huayan knew the ability of the six-year-old Xuanzang.

"Master, please let me be an official." Thanks to the blessing of living in the capital, the six-year-old Xuanzang did not have to pack his things and go to the long distance to take the exam. However, his face was still wrinkled like a sour plum, "How can a monk be an official?"

Huayan said nothing and pointed at himself calmly.

"That's different. You are always an evil monk, and I am a serious monk." Xuanzang retorted decisively.

"I am a demon monk?" Huayan was happy. "Everyone knows that my master is the most eminent monk in the world and a living Buddha."

"Master, don't talk nonsense. Which monk participated in the rebellion? And you can't even say you're number one. You beat Mr. Hua Shi like a gourd. Even if he's not a monk, you're too weak to be number one."

Xuanzang curled his lips while holding his rice bowl: "Besides, who calls you a living Buddha? That's a title from the Tantric Buddhism. There's no such title in our Zen and Mahayana Buddhism. It's just that they gave you the title of Arhat but didn't make it. I think it's because the quality of the wood they used for the tablet is not good that it cracked. I'll make another one out of iron and see if it still breaks."

"Come on, stop eating." Huayan stretched out his hand, and with a flash of Buddha's light, he snatched the bowl from Xuanzang's hand. Xuanzang was now somewhat spiritual, but he was no match for Huayan, and his bowl was snatched away without any resistance.

"Wow wow wow..."

Xuanzang's mouth pursed and he burst into tears on the spot. While crying, he shouted: "You are bullying me, the current Grand Master, the world's number one monk Huayan is stealing my job, wuwuwu..."

"Bang!"

Huayan punched Xuanzang on the head, causing a large fantasy bump to swell up on Xuanzang's head, just like the one on Conan's head when he was beaten by Mouri Kogoro.

"Did you see this King Kong Fist clearly? Go back and practice well!"

Huayan put his hands behind his back and turned away, throwing the bowl of rice he had snatched from Xuanzang into the cowshed to feed the cows.

We are all vegetarians anyway, so there is no difference.

But as soon as Huayan left, a cunning smile appeared on Xuanzang's face, like a fox that had stolen a chicken, and he secretly took out a large bowl of rice from under the stove in the kitchen.

This bowl contains not only rotten radish, broken vegetable leaves and rice, but also the best winter bamboo shoots, soaked dried shiitake mushrooms, all kinds of delicious mushrooms such as ACETATE TRICHNOLOGY, Matsutake, Sichuan winter vegetables, gingko aloe, three mushrooms and six ears of mushroom, and vegetarian buns made with Sichuan winter vegetables, fresh mushrooms, shiitake mushrooms, sprouts and other ingredients, filling the entire large bowl.

Huayan chuckled in the room. What kind of magical power did he have? How could he hide Xuanzang's little trick from him? He just wanted Xuanzang to eat something good, but he always felt uncomfortable if he didn't tease this kid Xuanzang.

This is the disadvantage of worshipping Yang Gui. Huayan was such a good monk when he went on the journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures, but now he has become cunning.

Huayan couldn't possibly not know about this, because these were all produced by the top-notch vegetarian imitation meat restaurant opened by Yang Gui in Chang'an City. He didn't even need to look at the delivery men coming to the door, just by looking at these dishes, he knew that they couldn't be made anywhere else.

After Yang Gui stopped, apart from teaching Huayan and occasionally checking Huayan's teaching results to Xuanzang, he mainly thought about eating.

His two disciples were both monks, so he decided to try something elegant and open a vegetarian restaurant modeled after Gongde Lin. All the recipes there were also modeled after Gongde Lin, and even the name was Gongde Lin.

Blatant plagiarism.

Fortunately, it is only the Tang Dynasty now, and no one can cross time and space to ask him for copyright fees.

This kind of top-grade vegetarian dish is also a kind of enjoyment to eat, and it tastes no worse than meat. Especially for those dignitaries who usually eat too much meat and fish, occasionally eating some novel vegetarian dishes will make them taste better.

Not to mention the nobles, with the help of the two saints, one improved the land fertilizer and seedlings, and the other improved the livestock breeding and mating techniques, plus the progress of the administrative system, now even ordinary people are not particularly short of meat.

Occasionally, common people from the counties and towns surrounding Chang'an who came to the capital for business would even want to save some money to have a meal at Gongdelin.

Yang Gui's restaurant is like this, with a total of twelve floors, and he built it as low as possible.

The original construction level of that era really made it difficult to construct such a high-rise, frequently used building. At most, it would be a pagoda that people seldom went up to, and there were only one or two of them.

But who is Hou Tu? She is the god of the earth. The so-called innate earth and wood holy body is only qualified to kneel down and worship before Hou Tu. For her, laying a solid foundation and building a durable high-rise building with stone structure is something she can do with just a thought without even having to lift a hand.

A tall building built on flat ground will never collapse.

At that time, it was regarded as a miracle by the people of Chang'an.

"No wonder you like to show off, it feels really good." Hou Tu was delighted to hear everyone praising her.

Before, under specific circumstances, any power greater than that of gods was not allowed to appear, and especially the use of mysterious means such as magic. But now it is different. With the destiny of heaven prospering in the West and Buddhism spreading to the East, it is the time for all kinds of gods and Buddhas to show their means and reap the rewards.

It can be predicted that in the future in Chang'an City, people will see miracles and magic as magic tricks, and they may even suffer from aesthetic fatigue after seeing them too much.

However, as the first person to try something new, Hou Tu still received a lot of praise.

Yang Gui's restaurant is divided into four areas, one area every three floors. The higher you go, the higher the cost. On the twelfth floor, it is often a place that even emperors like Yang Jian would not easily come to. Of course, the food inside is absolutely worth the money.

As long as you can come to the twelfth floor, Yang Gui can get you whatever you want to eat. He can also ask the Jade Emperor for the same ingredients as the Peach Banquet. However, this level of customization requires a lot of consumption.

Yang Jian wanted to use his status as emperor to mobilize resources to reach the twelfth level, but Yang Gui kicked him down with one kick.

At that time, he said: "You are an emperor, a stinking blood-sucking worm that crawls on the common people, and you are still extravagant and wasteful. If you dare to come to the fourth district again, I will dethrone you." Yang Jian was so scared that he ate on the sixth floor from then on. Whenever someone asked him, he would say, "There is a place to eat. I think the top floor of the second district is pretty good."

No matter how expensive the prices were, Yang Gui insisted on leaving the lobby on the first floor empty to provide affordable meals. During the peak season, he even set up a stall outside the house or rented the store next door to provide ordinary dine-in services.

This made Gongdelin famous among the people and a holy place in the hearts of ordinary people.

Xuanzang really liked the food here.

Of course he didn't have much money now, but he could earn some money by preaching to devout believers. Most of the time, he could also help out in the kitchen of Gongdelin, where he learned his cooking skills and could also order some food for himself.

He first helped to light the fire in the kitchen when he was four years old. Even though he is only six years old now, the chef in the kitchen has to praise this kid for his good skills.

After eating, Xuanzang did a few sets of boxing, then sat cross-legged to practice Buddhism for half a day. As the sky gradually darkened, he stopped practicing and stood up.

"Being an official is really annoying. Being an official is not as interesting as practicing Buddhism."

Xuanzang didn't know why, but he always felt that he should devote himself to Buddhism. As for other things, he couldn't say that he had no interest at all, but they all came behind Buddhism.

For example, if a child loves to eat, he can go to Gongdelin to help in the kitchen and learn how to cook from the chef, because it doesn’t take up much time, just two or three hours a day, and he needs to use that time to eat anyway.

But you cannot become an official, because if you are an official you cannot practice Buddhism.

But there was nothing he could do. Huayan asked him to take the imperial examination, and he could not refuse. Although the child was young, he received advanced education. He knew that with Huayan's power, if the Tang Dynasty wanted him to be an official, he could still be an official even if he did not take the imperial examination.

"Take the test."

Xuanzang patted his head in pain, picked up the actual test questions and began to review.

On the day of the imperial examination, Chen Guangrui and his wife went to see Xuanzang off.

Anyway, Xuanzang's life story is very transparent. He was the grandson of Yin Kaishan and lived in Jiangzhou before the age of three. After that, his father Chen Guangrui was transferred back to the capital Chang'an and held an important position. He became a monk to practice Buddhism and took imperial examinations under the guidance of the then Grand Tutor Huayan.

If Huayan had not been in office for many years, if he were the chief examiner in this competition, Huayan would have been the sitting master.

With this family background, it was impossible to hide it, so he might as well just be sent to the examination room openly.

There is nothing to say about the announcement of the results. Not to mention that he is the descendant of a saint and a disciple of an immortal, the current administrative system of the Tang Dynasty was built by his teacher Huayan. Under the guidance of Huayan, he had a great advantage in the exam.

Did anyone question Xuanzang? Yes. But Xuanzang ignored them.

Huayan ignored it.

Yin Kaishan retired at the beginning of this year, so he cannot be blamed.

Three years after three years, Xuanzang gradually grew from a child into a teenager.

As expected, the twelve-year-old Xuanzang became the top scholar in the palace examination chosen by Emperor Yang Jian of the Tang Dynasty. He was paraded through the streets on horseback, bringing great honor to Chen Guangrui.

He was a fellow Jinshi who only ranked in the third place, but now he had a son who was the number one scholar, which made him very proud in his hometown.

"The magistrate of Chang'an County?" Xuanzang's eyes widened. "I am a twelve-year-old kid and I am the magistrate of the number one county in the world?"

"How did you study? Gan Luo became the prime minister at the age of twelve. What's the point of asking you to be a county magistrate under the emperor at the age of twelve? You can't even do this. I will expel you from my school and deprive you of your fame." Huayan didn't care.

"Then just take it away." Xuanzang was not afraid at all.

"If you are expelled from the sect, you will not even be allowed to practice Buddhism!" Huayan said with a smile.

"If not, then you can just abandon my Buddhist practice. I'm only twelve years old and there's still time for me to go to another temple." Xuanzang said angrily.

"Is it too late? It's already too late!" Huayan's smile gradually became perverted. "Look, I have been training you in Buddhism for so many years, but when have you ever worshipped the Tathagata Buddha?"

"Uh...you wouldn't..." A bad thought came to Xuanzang's mind.

"Oh, that's right!" Huayan praised his disciple's intelligence. "Our branch doesn't worship Tathagata at all. If you go to other temples to worship, the abbot will kick you out. Even if you are a great monk, if you meet someone with a bad temper, he will kill you on the spot."

"I told you that you are a demon monk, a demon monk!" Xuanzang was so angry that he jumped up and down and cursed. After a while, he finally realized, "Is Tathagata so important in Buddhism that all monks in the world worship him?"

"That's basically it." Huayan nodded.

"Unexpected." Xuanzang felt very surprised. After all, when Huayan was teaching him, he only objectively and completely introduced the status and power of Tathagata Buddha in Buddhism, and treated him as an ordinary Buddha.

Just like people who have never read "Water Margin" and only know the ranking of the 108 heroes will never know how famous Song Jiang is in the martial arts world, and how much the people of Liangshan admired Song Jiang before he was recruited. Xuanzang only knew that Tathagata was the leader of the Western Paradise, but he didn't know that he was so respected in Buddhism.

As a monk, it is a sin not to worship the Tathagata.

"Of course you can't imagine that your master is Tathagata's uncle no matter from which school of Taoism or Buddhism, and his status is much higher than his master. Tathagata and I are equals, hehe, hehe."

"What are you laughing at?" Xuanzang looked at Huayan who suddenly laughed like a devil, not understanding what it meant.

"Hehe, you don't understand." Huayan couldn't say that you were me in the past two lives. I was Tathagata's second disciple Jin Chanzi in the past eight lives. Now I have become a clerk of Tathagata's uncle and have gone from being Tathagata's disciple to being Tathagata's younger brother. That would be too weird.

"In a word, you are only worshipping Tathagata for the sake of seniority. When I kick Tathagata off the lotus platform one day, I will come to the Western Heaven Master. I will make you a Buddha. He will be above him and may even have to pay you respect. After all, you have to call plants when you are working!"

"Listen, listen. You're always thinking about how to kick Tathagata down and become the Buddha yourself. Aren't you a demon monk?" Xuanzang was full of dissatisfaction.

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, you have no choice now. You have to be the magistrate of Chang'an County." (End of this chapter)