Let you conquer the world of low-level martial arts, what the hell is Journey to the West?

Chapter 201: The wealthy Zhenyuan Daxian and the secret guidance of Guanyin Bodhisattva

The Dragon King of the North Sea, who originally thought he was very rich, now felt that his waist, which had been strong for thousands of years, suddenly broke, and he felt like a pauper.

He didn't dare to promise anything more.

He only said that he would prepare a valuable gift when he returned and let his nephew Moang send it to Zhang Tian's place of practice.

Zhang Tian also laughed and changed the subject. After all, he had already obtained the other party's Fu Hai Pearl and absorbed the water energy that had been nurtured in it for who knows how many years, saving thousands of years of hard training. It could be said that he had taken a huge advantage.

No longer satisfied.

That's really shameless!

“Among the three realms, if we talk about who has a treasure that breeds the energy of earth, in fact, there is a person with great magical powers in Xi Niu Hezhou who definitely has such a treasure.”

Zhang Tian couldn't help but watch.

He got an answer in his heart.

That is.

"In the Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain, there is the Great Immortal Zhenyuan who has a ginseng fruit tree at home. He is known as the ancestor of earthly immortals and has taught countless people to attain the Tao. Those disciples have achieved great success in their cultivation, subdued demons and monsters, and traveled far and wide. They are all capable."

"Every time the Great Immortal Zhenyuan celebrates his birthday, his disciples would send him all kinds of treasures. Although they are not as rich as the world, they are still extraordinary. They are most likely to possess the Earth Spirit Divine Object."

There are treasures in every sea.

There are treasures on land.

The wealthy Dragon King may not be as wealthy as the wealthy Zhenyuan Daxian!

After all, how many treasures can grow in water?

Zhang Tian seemed to be thinking about something, and then continued drinking with everyone else.

And the other side.

Under the sacred mountain of Buddhism.

The Arhat who subdues the dragon sighed, and standing in front of him was none other than the merciful Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, who advised him, "Golden Chanzi was an extraordinary person. He was already very powerful, and later he became a disciple of the Buddha Tathagata and practiced for ten thousand years, which is why he has this level of cultivation. You actually drank alcohol and failed to take good care of him, so not only did someone steal Golden Chanzi's golden immortal relic, but they also stole the Golden Crow bird. Sigh, you are so wrong..."

The Arhat Subduing the Dragon realized his mistake and bowed his head repeatedly.

"But it's not your fault. After all, the thief was able to enter Lingshan to steal without even alerting the Buddhas. This shows how powerful he is. This is why I, the Buddha, spared your life and only reduced your thousand years of practice as punishment."

"I hope you can do your best to find Jin Chanzi's golden relics before he returns, and make amends for your mistake!"

If you find it back.

All are happy.

If I can't find it back...

"Your cultivation has been compromised, so I will give you a magic weapon, hoping it will help you. Even if you cannot find the thief, you will be able to do more good deeds and accumulate more merits in the mortal world in the future!"

Guanyin's words were full of twists and turns. She plucked a leaf from her jade bottle, and turned it into a broken cattail leaf fan, which she placed in Jianglong's hand, giving instructions in her words.

Do more good deeds.

Accumulate more merits.

Presumably, Tathagata and Guanyin both knew that the thief who was able to enter Lingshan to steal was either an internal thief or someone with great magical powers. No matter which one it was, he could not be brought to light, but he had to be punished. After all, Jin Chanzi was still out there experiencing life and death for Buddhism, but his home was robbed. How would other people who work for Buddhism think about this?
So the Arhat who subdues the dragon was in great trouble.

He took the broken palm-leaf fan and was extremely grateful for Guanyin's advice. He was full of confidence. After all, he had done many things like bringing blessings, doing good deeds, and accumulating merits in the world before, so it was easy for him.

When the dragon descended to the earth, he noticed the strange look in the eyes of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Soon he found out why.

Jiang Long came down to the mortal world and became a monk wearing ragged monk's clothes, ragged shoes and ragged hat. He pondered the ragged cattail leaf fan given by Guanyin and realized it was a good treasure. As long as he poured in his magic power, he could make his wishes come true. He could call the wind and rain, turn stone into gold, and even call a deer a horse. Although the effect was not long-lasting, it was still very useful.

Got such a treasure.

The Arhat Subduing the Dragon became more confident in himself. He waved a broken cattail leaf fan, jumped up and down, and sang as he danced. He soon arrived at the city and saw all kinds of passers-by. The smile on his face immediately stopped.

It was just because he looked at the passers-by with a confused look on his face. Almost everyone was holding a palm-leaf fan, waving it in the middle of winter, which was quite elegant.

"Golden cattail leaf fan, golden cattail leaf fan, the same golden cattail leaf fan used by Jigong Buddha, three hundred taels a piece! Only three hundred taels a piece! You won't suffer a loss if you buy it, you won't be fooled!"

Jiang Long: Which Buddha is Ji Gong? Three hundred and one, why don't you go and rob?
Then he saw a large group of people rushing in to grab the fans.

Jiang Long: ...

"This is a fan made by the same master as Jigong Buddha, with words written by a Buddhist monk. It only costs thirty taels!"

"I also have a picture of the Buddha Jigong, which can ward off evil spirits. It only costs seventeen taels a piece."

Watching someone hawking something.

The Arhat Subduing the Dragon quickly pulled the man over and asked the question that he was most curious about, that is, who is the Buddha Jigong?

But he was given three cold stares.

"Oh, you are a Buddhist monk, but you don't even recognize your own Buddha?"

"Where did you pick up this broken fan? How dare you imitate the cattail leaf fan of Jigong Buddha?"

"If you don't have money, don't play with the fan circle!"

Faced with three consecutive contempts from others, Arhat Subduing the Dragon looked at the treasure fan given by Guanyin in his hand and fell into silence for a long time. For a moment, he could not remember who this person named Jigong was in Buddhism.

Then he moved his ears slightly and heard someone calling for help in the distance. It turned out that someone ate too fast and bloated his stomach and was about to die. Jianglong was immediately overjoyed, because saving people and curing illnesses was his skill.

I saw him rubbing his body left and right with his hands, and he was about to rub out a mud pill that could cure all diseases and save lives, but then he was looked down upon by the people around him.

"Where did this fool come from to imitate Jigong Buddha?"

"You're rolling mud balls yourself. Do you have a trademark?"

"It's obvious that they are unscrupulous merchants! They are black-hearted and produce counterfeit and shoddy products!"

Jianglong: Ah?

Then he watched as everyone took out a small black pill of the same type from somewhere and poured it into the other person's mouth. The person immediately became full of energy and jumped up, with a look of emotion on his face, "Thank you, Jigong Buddha, for the Eye-Stretching and Eye-Dengming Pills left behind. They are only thirty cents each and are really a life-saving medicine. The Buddha has mercy on me!"

Everyone nodded.

A face full of admiration.

Praise to Jigong Buddha!

Then he did not forget to glare at Jianglong and said, "You guys, don't pretend here. You look like you are trying to cheat people by pretending to be Jigong Buddha."

hateful.

How hateful!

Jiang Long: ...

Jianglong: I came to the mortal world more than a dozen times before, and I was always dressed like this! I was the first one to come!
After suffering two losses in a row, Jianglong finally learned his lesson. He spent a few copper coins to buy a biography of Jigong, and read it for two hours in one go. Finally, he understood what kind of person this Buddha Jigong was.

"Punish bad guys, subdue demons, stretch your legs and stare at your eyes, a fan that can transform into anything, and a dozen brothers..."

Jianglong: Well, somehow, I always feel like I’m living in the shadow of Jigong!
(End of this chapter)