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

Chapter 262: Guanyin Temple, the old abbot: I dare not be greedy for even a penny!

Passed Shepan Mountain.

He walked for thousands of miles in the territory of Habi, stopping here and there, chanting sutras to pray for the salvation of souls, begging for food and asking for accommodation. For nearly half a month, he did not encounter any monsters, so it was naturally not a disaster.

One day, the monkey was bored, so he climbed up the cloud and looked into the distance. He saw people coming and going in the distance, and there were many incense sticks burning. It seemed to be a temple.

I took another closer look.

In the valley, there were pavilions, pine, bamboo, cypress, high bell and drum towers, and steep pagodas. When the monkey saw the pavilion, he understood everything immediately. He came down from the clouds and said to Wu Tian in white, "Master, there is a Guanyin Temple ahead. It is the perfect place to rest."

He laughed very happily. After all, Guanyin was an old acquaintance of his. It was the other party who released him from the Eight Treasures World and pleaded for mercy in front of the Jade Emperor, which was considered a favor.

The monkey was laughing at something else. "This charitable leader is really generous. He actually left his own Zen temple here. Could it be that he wanted to rob people of their money and lives in this deserted place, or rob them?"

Wherever they go, there is disaster.

When you encounter demons, you have to subdue them; when you encounter bandits, you have to get rid of them. Basically, you won't encounter any good ones. And now there is a Guanyin Temple. Isn't it obvious that there is something wrong?

Buddhist temple.

Are you also doing shameful things?
"Have we arrived at the Guanyin Temple yet..."

Zhang Tian looked at it from afar and immediately thought of Elder Jin Chi, who had lived for more than 270 years and had a deep understanding of Buddhism. He had always believed in Guanyin Bodhisattva and could be said to be a loyal follower of the elder.

And the other party had indeed caught the eye of Guanyin and had always been watched by Guanyin, so she put him to the test and lured Tang Monk to seek the scriptures. However, in the end, Elder Jin Chi had made great progress but fell short of the last step and died because of greed.

And that is the quota for those who have achieved the right result.

It fell on the head of the black bear demon!
"However, the journey to the west at this time was nearly 300 years earlier than when Tang Monk came to obtain the scriptures. Naturally, the greedy Elder Jin Chi was not there. He is probably still waiting in line in the underworld to be reincarnated. I don't know if the black bear demon has come, and I don't know if the Taoist priest and the scholar in white are still there."

"If the black bear demon and Elder Jinchi were gone, the cassock wouldn't have been lost and the place wouldn't have been set on fire. The monkey wouldn't have taken the opportunity to burn down Guanyin's temple to avenge the other party for putting a tight ring around him."

Zhang Tian was thinking.

Then he heard Bai Yi Wu Tian put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name, "Amitabha, since this is the Bodhisattva's Zen temple, I am a Buddhist disciple, so I must go and pay my respects. If there are Buddhist disciples who do evil in the Zen temple, they should be expelled from Buddhism and not to damage the Bodhisattva's reputation."

He used to be the Kinnara Bodhisattva of Buddhism and had known Guanyin for a long time. They were old acquaintances, so he had to give her some face.

Everyone nodded and said that if they were to encounter an attack from the other party, they should show some mercy and not kill them.

The green ox exerted force on its feet and soon floated over. Its speed was so fast that the pilgrims passing by thought they had seen a god. Such a magical scene immediately attracted the monks in the Zen temple to stop and look at them.

This time it was Zhang Tian's turn to speak. "We are from the East, and we are on a pilgrimage to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures at the order of Guanyin Bodhisattva. We passed by the Zen temple and would like to stay overnight."

When they heard that it was appointed by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and saw that Zhang Tian looked so majestic and powerful, not like an ordinary person, the disciples immediately invited the abbot of Guanyin Temple to come out. The abbot was an extraordinary monk with white eyebrows. When they asked about his age, he was actually over 300 years old, and had already become a centenarian.

The abbot took a look at Bai Yi Wu Tian and talked a few words about Buddhism as a test, but he was convinced after three or five words and was willing to welcome the other party in.

The monkey laughed.

He led the blue ox to feed the grass, and could not help but teasing in front of Zhang Tian, ​​"I didn't know he had such a talent, and his tongue was so sharp that he convinced the old monk with just a few words. It seems that we won't be hungry on the road anymore, and we will have a place to beg for food."

"He is a holy monk, so of course he has profound knowledge of Buddhism!"

The one in front of him is Wu Tian in white, the future Buddha Wu Tian. Buddhism has reached its pinnacle and he has walked his own path. Even what he wrote can be regarded as authentic scriptures. How can he be compared with these so-called monks who practice Theravada Buddhism?

It was simply a dimensionality reduction attack. In Buddhism, the Dharma is generally linked to cultivation. The more profound the Dharma, the more profound the cultivation. The abbot of the Zen temple has lived for so many years, so he naturally knows it well and has to be much more respectful.

Zhang Tian thought to himself, I hope he is not a greedy person.

But it's obviously somewhat unrealistic.

This Guanyin Temple seems to be extremely famous, with a strong incense business. Although it is located in a valley, many people still come here through mountains and rivers. Although the statue of the Bodhisattva in the temple is not golden, it is still so shiny that it is obvious that it is not made of ordinary objects.

The things that the monks used to entertain them were all precious items. They used blue and gold-inlaid teacups for drinking tea, which were placed on white jade plates. There were little boys waiting by the side with white copper kettles, constantly pouring fragrant tea.

In terms of color, it is brighter than durian stamen.

Smell and it has the scent of osmanthus.

If you taste it carefully, it is sweet in the throat and can refresh the mind. Although it is not as good as the Pantao Leaf and Wudao Ancient Tea that Zhang Tian brews himself, it is still the best in the world.

I couldn't help but praise it softly, "Good tea, the best in the world!"

Upon hearing Zhang Tian’s praise.

The old abbot was even more delighted. Seeing that it was the coldest time of the year and everyone was still wearing such thin clothes, he immediately came up with an idea. He instructed his apprentice beside him, and immediately twenty or thirty monks worked together to carry out a dozen cabinets from the backyard.

Place it in the yard.

Spread out in a row.

They were all monks' robes, embroidered with flowers and brocades, and made of gold. For a moment, it seemed that the whole room was filled with gorgeous embroidery and the walls were covered with silks and satins. When I counted carefully, there were actually more than seven or eight hundred of them.

Zhang Tian couldn't help shaking his head and sighed in his heart, no wonder the greedy Elder Jin Chi never thought of himself as a greedy man. Others only had twenty or thirty items at most. In front of you, the great master, you are really a dwarf compared to a giant.

The old abbot had no intention of showing off, but was only flattering, wanting the master and his disciples to take a few pieces of the robes to keep warm as a gift. However, unexpectedly, Bai Yi Wu Tian looked very unhappy, turned around and left, unwilling to preach any more Buddhism to the other party.

The old dean was confused at the first sight.

He didn't understand why he had done something bad with good intentions, and looked at Monkey and Zhang Tian repeatedly, wanting to get an explanation.

Zhang Tian drank the tea and remembered that this was Guanyin's temple, so he gave some advice, "Practice is to cultivate the mind, and Buddhism emphasizes the purity of the six senses. You are just a Buddhist monk, but you have seven or eight hundred robes. You are still greedy!"

When the old abbot heard this, he cried out, "Old monk, I have been a Buddhist since I was young. I have followed the words of the Bodhisattva and never dared to have the slightest greed. These robes are only for collection and have never been worn. Old monk has never worn them."

"Besides, I have practiced Buddhism for many years. If I keep my desires low, then it will be easy for me to get it..."

He just finished speaking.

Then they saw a monkey with a smirk on his face shaking off the package in his hand. It was the gorgeous cassock bestowed by Guanyin on Bai Yi Wu Tian. All of a sudden, a rosy glow burst out, the room was filled with red light, and the courtyard was full of colorful air, which made everyone stunned.

The old monk stood there in a daze.

It took a long time to recover.

Zhang Tian and the monkey smiled at each other, turned around and took the cassock back to the room, whispering, "I'm afraid we'll be robbed tonight."

"Hey, don't be afraid, his thief grandfather is here!"

(End of this chapter)