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

Chapter 263 After a busy day, Master Guanyin felt heartbroken...

Cultivating immortality is about cultivating one’s mind and nature.

This is true for Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism.

When he arrived at the Guanyin Temple and saw the old abbot who was known as a great Buddhist monk, the monkey deliberately took out the cassock to show off. This thing was given by the Buddha and was definitely a treasure that was unique in the world.

Status in Buddhism.

Its value is even not inferior to that of the imperial seal in the eyes of ordinary people.

After all, holding the imperial seal is just holding it in your hand, shouting "I am appointed by Heaven", and enjoying the thrill of being an emperor.

And this cassock, if worn, can protect practicing monks from calamities, help them survive the calamities of Arhats and Bodhisattvas, prevent them from being disturbed by evil spirits, and may even help them survive the three disasters and nine difficulties, and live for who knows how many more five hundred years.

I don’t know how many times more valuable it is!
Bai Yi Wu Tian knew that the monkey took out the cassock to show off, but he did not scold him. Instead, he said calmly, "The cassock is his calamity. If he can control his mind and not be greedy, then he has achieved success in his practice. I will teach him the Dharma of practice and help him achieve the right result."

"If you can't even control your greed, even if you enter Buddhism and achieve enlightenment, you will still harm others and yourself. It's better to enter reincarnation early to avoid bringing disaster to the reputation of Buddhism!"

He didn't want the old dean to use any tricks to snatch the robe, but before it got dark, he saw the old dean walked in with a smile and presented a plate of top-quality sandalwood.

This thing was originally a top-quality item.

Light it and place it in the house.

It is mosquito-proof and when inhaled into the nose, it helps to concentrate and calm the mind, and even sleep can become much more sound. However, at this time, it has become an accomplice to evil. Even if one is practicing, if he smells some of it, he will feel drowsy and unconscious.

Sure enough, at night, the old dean pushed the door open and came in. Seeing that Bai Yi Wu Tian, ​​Monkey and Zhang Tian had fallen asleep, he could not hide his joy. He rummaged through the package and found the brocade cassock. He just slightly exerted his magic power, and saw thousands of pearls shining above and tens of thousands of rare Buddhist treasures gathering. How could it be described as a rare treasure?
His 300-year-old hands and feet had become extremely nimble. He originally wanted to return to his residence, but then he thought to himself, "This cassock is extremely precious. If it is stolen in the Zen temple, the enemy will definitely not give up. The monk who is seeking the scriptures has profound Buddhist knowledge and cannot take his life lightly. If they come to search, this Zen temple is not a safe place."

So the old monk had an idea and ran wildly on the mountain road in the middle of the night. He ran for thirty miles in one breath, found a mountaintop, found a Taoist priest and a scholar in white clothes, and entrusted the cassock in his hand to them.

He said frankly, "There is a thief in my temple. I am afraid that he will steal my precious robes, so I will leave them here for you two to take later. Don't listen to others' words. I, the old monk, will reward you handsomely."

One is a practicing Taoist priest.

One is a scholar in white.

Neither of them knew how precious the cassock was, so they agreed directly. The old monk then rushed back in the night, a round trip of thirty miles. When he arrived at the top of his mountain, it was still dark. Just looking at it from a distance, he couldn't help but feel a huge shock in his heart.

It was because the valley was already empty. There were no tall buildings or the magnificent Guanyin Temple. There was only a group of little monks gathered in front of the Guanyin statue, crying and complaining.

Seeing the old monk return, the young monks quickly surrounded him and explained the reason. They were extremely aggrieved, "Grandmaster, those three people who went to seek scriptures were not monks at all. They were clearly violent bandits. They lost their robes and they had to blame us. During the quarrel, they even demolished this huge Zen temple. They said that if the robes are not returned, they will... they will..."

"What do you want?"

The young monk pointed to the only remaining statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva in the Guanyin Temple and said, swallowing his saliva, "Take off the outer garment of Guanyin Bodhisattva and give it to his master."

This is the Guanyin Temple.

The deity enshrined is Guanyin Bodhisattva.

They were naturally filled with awe.

The old monk was stunned on the spot. He felt the world spinning and his vision went dark. He could not help but take two steps forward and saw that the statue of Guanyin carved with precious objects was like a living thing. Its eyebrows and eyes were lively. However, the jade bottle in his hand was taken away somehow, and his clothes were fluttering in the wind. If they were really stripped off... he would be naked in broad daylight... He immediately knelt down and cried bitterly. Firstly, he was a believer in Guanyin Bodhisattva, but he felt ashamed to see the Guanyin Temple being demolished and the statue of Guanyin in such a state.

Secondly, he knew that he had been greedy and had hit a wall, bringing disaster upon himself. Although he was not necessarily going to die, he was afraid that his nearly three hundred years of cultivation would be wasted. He immediately felt remorseful and burst into tears.

"Bodhisattva... Bodhisattva..."

The blood is rushing to my head.

He almost died in front of the statue.

The young monks hurried to try to stop them, and for a moment they seemed so panicked, extremely panicked, calling out "Amitabha" and the name of Guanyin of the Nanhai.

And this time in the South China Sea.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, who had been busy for a long time, had just returned to the South China Sea. He had not even eaten or drunk water, but he heard something faintly. He frowned and started counting on his fingers.

I didn't figure out anything.

All we know is that the incident came from the country of Naha.

I was immediately confused.

I couldn't figure out the reason for a moment.

Mu Cha went up to the side and reminded quietly. He knew that the Bodhisattva had been extremely busy recently. He arranged for the pilgrims to obtain the scriptures, arranged for the Han emperor to go to the underworld, went to heaven to apologize to the monkey, and turned into an old woman to instruct Bai Yi Wu Tian. It seemed that a year had passed in the human world, but in fact only one day had passed. He was naturally too busy to do anything else. He said:

"Bodhisattva, the pilgrim has received the help of the one-horned rhinoceros from the Taishang Laojun family. He can travel a thousand miles a day and has an extremely fast speed. Now he has arrived at the country of Nahabei and the temple dedicated to you. I believe he has caused some trouble."

When Guanyin heard this, she pondered on the spot, "When I have nothing to do on weekdays, I ask the Dragon Girl to come down to earth to inspect the temples dedicated to me. They are all kind and responsible people, and there are no people hiding secrets. It must be that the mount of Taishang Laojun has caused trouble again!"

So her mind moved, and although her body did not move, she moved her spiritual consciousness to a place ten thousand miles away, from the South China Sea to the Guanyin Temple in Ha'bei Kingdom, Xiniu Hezhou.

Suddenly, the Guanyin statue was filled with rosy light.

His eyes moved slightly.

You can take in all the surrounding scenes.

When Guanyin saw the crying old monk and a group of young monks, her eyes were filled with confusion. Alas, where is my huge Guanyin Temple?

She lowered her head and said, "Where is the jade bottle in my hand?"

Lower your head again.

I found that there was something wrong with this statue!
It is actually divided into two layers, one inside and one outside!
The monks were heard crying and shouting.

Then he knew the culprit.

It was actually done by that pilgrim!
Guanyin's eyes suddenly went dark, "Oh my God, what kind of person did I choose to go on a pilgrimage?"

(End of this chapter)