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Chapter 373 I Heard You Look Down on My Tang Monk?
Looking at Du Fei who looked serious and did not seem to be fake, Li Shimin was used to intrigue and intrigue.

I can't help but be shocked by Du Fei's ambition and my heart trembles.

After a while, he nodded heavily.

"The widow promised Shangxian that as long as my Li family controls the Tang Dynasty for one day, I will never forget the agreement with Shangxian!"

"Hahahaha!"

Du Fei laughed loudly when he heard this, "Don't need to talk about so long, King Tang, I guess I don't have to wait for you to abdicate, and my wish of the "great harmony of the three worlds" has probably been realized."

Speaking of this, Du Fei looked at Li Shimin again, "And your younger brother Tang Sanzang has the same thoughts as me."

"Oh?"

"Has Shangxian met the younger brother of the widow?"

Seeing Du Fei talking about Tang Sanzang, Li Shimin was pleasantly surprised.

Du Fei nodded, "Not only have I met, but I have also dealt with him. I have to say that Tang Sanzang is far from the person in my impression, but it also makes me admire him even more!"

"The younger brother of the widow is indeed a good monk."

Li Shimin stroked his beard with a long smile, and said, he looked up at the sky, "I don't know where he is now..."

……

Black-bone Chicken Country, on the outskirts of the capital.

Tang Sanzang and his disciples, whom Li Shimin was thinking of, were eating mountain peaches, singing songs, and walking on the avenue.

"Oh, this journey is really boring..."

Zhu Bajie swallowed the peach pits in one gulp, and sighed, "Master, ever since we left the Pingdingshan area, let alone monsters, we haven't even seen a single incident of fighting against injustice."

"There is no material to shoot a video at all!"

"Bajie!"

Hearing the voice, Tang Sanzang immediately turned his head and glanced at Zhu Bajie, "This is your fault."

"It is a great blessing to have a harmonious society and a stable life for the people. This is something that many people can't hope for. How can you have such dissatisfaction? How can you have the compassion of a monk?"

"Uh heh heh, what Master said is true."

Zhu Bajie scratched his head in embarrassment, and quickly admitted his mistake.

The monkey on the side pouted.

This monk is not in a hurry.

After all, he holds more than 1000 million wishes in his hand, but his three brothers don't even have 100 million together!
Although Sun Wukong also has more than [-] wishes.

But when he discovered the benefits of being able to buy items in the game casually with his wish power, this thing became a treasure in the eyes of the monkey, and a mere 70 was naturally not enough.

Earning wish power has become the most urgent thing for him right now.

Putting away his thoughts, Monkey King came back to his senses, jumped onto the big tree by the side of the road, and set up an arbor with his hands to look into the distance.

"There seems to be a monastery up ahead."

"temple?"

Zhu Bajie was overjoyed, "This is great, I finally don't have to sleep in the grass nest at night."

Tang Sanzang also showed joy and urged the horse to go forward.

The master and apprentice came all the way to the gate of the monastery, only to see a pair of gold-lettered plaques hanging above it, with four characters "Baolin Temple" written on it.

"This place is actually a royal temple!"

After seeing the plaque above, Tang Sanzang said in surprise.

"Royal?!"

Zhu Bajie was even happier when he heard it, and danced and said, "Now we can have a good meal, Master, I'll call the door!"

As he said that, he was about to go up and knock on the door to call for someone.

But Tang Sanzang grabbed Zhu Bajie's sleeve.

"What's the matter, Master?"

Zhu Bajie turned his head with a puzzled face.

Tang Sanzang smiled slightly, "Bajie, your appearance is a little too ugly. If you scare the monks in this monastery, it would be a crime. According to the meaning of the teacher, let Wujing go."

Zhu Bajie: "???"

Sha Wujing on the side raised his hand and stroked his red hair, showing a little satisfaction.

He immediately walked up to Tang Sanzang, put his hands together and said, "Master, then I'll go in and call the door."

Tang Sanzang nodded slightly, and said:
"Pay attention to etiquette."

"You must be more polite to the monks in the temple. After all, we are the ones who are asking for help, and we are here to stay. Remember, no force is allowed under any circumstances. We must explain it well, remember?"

Tang Sanzang is well aware of the temperament of his three apprentices.

They are all masters who refuse to suffer.

The monks in this kind of royal monastery are generally more arrogant, in case they say something embarrassing and provoke their disciples to shoot.

At that time, he will lose face in Datang.

As a native of Tang Dynasty, Tang Sanzang had to consider for himself.

After all, the Tang Dynasty has always been advertised as a state of etiquette.

After listening to Tang Sanzang's exhortation, Sha Wujing nodded heavily, "Master, don't worry, the disciple must be respectful and respectful, and ask for kind words!"

After finishing speaking, he straightened his clothes and walked into the monastery.

"Get out! Get out!"

But not long after, there was a loud noise, Tang Sanzang and others outside looked up, and saw a group of monks pushing Sha Wujing and driving him out of the gate of the monastery.

"We'll just stay for one night, just give us a room!"

"Little elder, please accommodate me!"

"You red-haired monk is not finished yet. The master has already said that you don't accept wandering monks, so get out of here!"

Sha Wujing's words obviously did not impress the group of monks.

Under the impatience of the other party, Drifting was pushed out of the temple gate.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Bajie and Monkey King hurried forward to help Sha Wujing up, and Tang Sanzang followed closely, asking in astonishment, "Wujing, what's going on?"

The Drifting Monk said with a disheartened face, "Master, they don't want to stay overnight."

"Why is this?"

Tang Sanzang said with a puzzled face.

"Since ancient times, temples and Taoist temples have been the posthouses for people like us who are traveling. When you enter the mountain gate, you will have three liters of rice."

"Why doesn't the owner of this temple want to take us in?"

Sand Monk shrugged and said helplessly, "Master, I told them that too. Not only that, I also told them that we were personally appointed by the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land to go to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures."

"But the group of monks didn't listen. They just said that this is a royal temple, and only accepts relatives of the emperor, not those who travel abroad."

"Without the royal status of Wuji Kingdom, whoever we are!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang raised his eyebrows.

His face darkened, and he immediately rolled up his sleeves, "Wujing, go, call the door again, I will be with you as a teacher!"

Seeing Tang Sanzang's movements, Drifting couldn't help being taken aback.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you say that we should treat each other with courtesy and be kind to each other?"

Tang Sanzang glanced at him, but did not answer.

He just squeezed his fist, made a creaking sound of bones, and then said indifferently: "I only ask you, will you go or not?"

"Brother Sha."

"Why are you still standing there, hurry up!"

"That's right, Junior Brother Sha, listen to Master, hurry up and call the door!"

Sensing the evil spirit emanating from Tang Sanzang, Monkey King and Zhu Bajie hurriedly pushed Sha Wujing.

Although Tang Sanzang looks like a good old man on weekdays.

But even the monkeys can't hold it back when it starts soaring.

Moreover, it is obvious that the monk Tang Sanzang is very angry now!
It's not a good choice to touch his bad luck.

That's right.

Tang Sanzang is very angry now.

If the monks of Baolin Temple refused to take them in, that would be fine, at worst, they would go to another place to stay overnight. After all, their masters and apprentices slept in grass nests and caves along the way.

But they didn't take Datang seriously, Tang Sanzang couldn't stand it!
As an eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty, and also honored by Tang King Li Shimin, who was honored with the title of Royal Brother, how could Tang Sanzang tolerate others ignoring the Tang Dynasty?

"Uh, yes, yes, master, I'll go right away!"

Drifting finally came to his senses at this time.

Although he had never seen the scene of Tang Sanzang showing off his majesty in Huangfengling, but just listening to the narration of the monkey and Zhu Bajie, he also knew how fierce Tang Sanzang was.

Thinking that he was almost beaten, he broke out in a cold sweat.

He ran back to the temple gate in a hurry, ready to call the door again.

Zhu Bajie next to him saw Tang Sanzang twisting his neck and squeezing his hands, looking like he was about to flex his muscles, so he couldn't help swallowing his saliva quietly.

"Master, why don't you let Brother Monkey and I go up to negotiate?"

"Brother Hou is very famous now, maybe the other party can recognize him, and let us spend the night to save face."

Monkey also nodded, "Yes, Master!"

"There is no need to trouble you to go there yourself."

However, Tang Sanzang refused straight away, and he snorted coldly: "No need, it's about Tang's honor, this is a matter between us mortals, you gods don't interfere."

Where... mortals?
Zhu Bajie and Monkey King looked Tang Sanzang's majestic body up and down, then turned their heads and looked at each other.

Can someone like you be called a mortal?
Under Sha Wujing's call, the monks of Baolin Temple opened the door.

However, after seeing Sha Wujing's face.

There was a strong displeasure expression on their faces.

"Why are you a monk again?"

"Our headmaster said that wandering monks are not accepted, so hurry up!"

With that said, they were about to close the gate of the temple.

But at this moment, a big hand like a cattail fan suddenly grabbed the temple gate, preventing the gate from closing.

"Hey?"

The monks in the temple were immediately annoyed, and tried to close the door one after another.

But no matter how hard they try.

The gate of the temple that was seized did not move at all!
"Well, you monk, are you deliberately finding fault, do you know that this is the Royal Temple..."

The leading monk was furious, and he scolded him all the time.

But before he finished speaking, the gate of the temple was pulled open by that big hand, revealing a figure of a monk who was nine feet tall, with a tiger's back and waist, who looked like a giant bear and an iron tower.

The voices of the monks in Baolin Temple stopped instantly.

All eyes stared like copper bells, staring blankly at Tang Seng.

"Where's your master?"

Tang Sanzang was expressionless, and glanced at the other party with lowered eyebrows, "The poor monk has something to talk to him about."

"what happened?"

"Has the red-haired monk not driven away yet?"

At this moment, another voice came from the temple.

A very handsome middle-aged old monk in a cassock and a Pilu hat came walking step by step, twisting the beads in his hands.

"What are you doing here?"

He glanced at the monks, showing dissatisfaction, and was about to reprimand again.

But suddenly found a giant shadow standing in front of the gate.

"Are you the master of Baolin Temple?"

Looking at the middle-aged monk, Tang Sanzang suddenly asked.

The middle-aged old monk looked at Tang Sanzang, then at Sha Wujing who was standing beside him, understood immediately, then snorted coldly, and was about to speak, but Tang Sanzang cut him off first.

"I heard that you look down on our monks from Tang Dynasty?"

Hearing Tang Sanzang's aggressive words, the old monk, the master of the courtyard, was immediately annoyed. How many wandering monks dare to be arrogant here?

He didn't pay attention to the Royal Monastery of Wuji Country at all!
He was about to reprimand.

Suddenly, a crackling sound was heard.

Then I saw the solid wood gate of my temple being torn down by the tall and strong monk.

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Tang Sanzang flicked lightly, threw the two gates on the ground, and said flatly: "Amitabha, I'm really sorry, the poor monk lost his strength for a while and broke the gate of your monastery."

Tang Sanzang clapped his hands, then looked up at the monks, "What did the poor monk ask you just now?"

"right!"

He smiled, "I heard that you look down on our Tang monks?"

"No no no, how could it be?"

"This elder must have heard wrong!"

The old monk, the master of the courtyard, glanced at the broken gate on the ground, shook his head decisively, and put on an extremely flattering smile on his face.

"The lodging thing..."

"Amitabha, the presence of the elders of the Tang Dynasty is the blessing of our monastery." The old monk bowed his waist and quickly stretched out his hand to make a feint, and said flatteringly: "Elders, please come inside!"

Looking at the scene below, all the Dharma protectors and Buddhas of the Xitian Buddhist scriptures team were dumbfounded.

"Is this the Tang Sanzang we knew before?"

"Do you still have the demeanor of an eminent monk?"

Wufang Jiedi looked at each other, with an expression of shattered three views.

Li Bing, who took pictures of all this with his mobile phone, shrugged, "Hey, you saw it last time at Pingdingshan. Tang Sanzang is no longer the weak monk he used to be."

"Amitabha, indeed."

A Dharma protector Jialan said: "Tang Sanzang, with the body of a mortal, was able to move the giant mountains blessed by the power of Mount Sumeru and Mount Tai."

"This level of power is no longer under the Daluo Jinxian!"

"But he doesn't have the slightest magic power, he is a real mortal!"

Another guardian Jialan reminded.

The other Dharma protectors just shook their heads, expressing their incomprehension.

Zhou Deng, the God of Duty, approached Li Bing, the God of Duty, and watched him fiddling with his mobile phone. He asked curiously, "Old Li, what are you doing, where are you checking Bizhan?"

"No."

Li Bing, the god of the year, didn't even look up, "I'm about to upload the video I just shot to Bizhan."

"Tang Sanzang tearing up the door, the title is hot enough, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Zhou Deng pouted.

"It's really not good."

"Compared with Tang Sanzang moving mountains before, it is not attractive at all."

Li Bing sighed immediately, "Then what can I do, if the "The Richest Man in the Immortal Realm" filmed by His Majesty had been screened a few days earlier, I would have filmed Tang Sanzang moving the mountain."

"Such an exciting scene, let alone earn me tens of thousands of wish power!"

"Come on."

Zhou Deng, the god of the moon, waved his hand, "Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice have already registered with Bizhan. They will definitely take pictures of such a scene. If you upload it again, it will be an infringement and your account will be blocked."

When Li Bing heard this, his face became even more helpless.

"Oh, yes."

"Being a Dharma protector for them, you can't even earn extra money."

"Once it is not done well, there is a risk of being banned!"

"Really..."

Thinking of this, Li Bing lost interest, and after uploading the video of Tang Sanzang ripping off the gate of Baolin Temple, he put away his phone.

Li Bing didn't expect it.

Because the video he uploaded casually will bring a huge public relations crisis to Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice in the future.

But at this moment, Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice obviously didn't know that a big hole had been dug in their road ahead.They are full of food and drink, and now they are scrolling through Weibo on their mobile phones, looking for materials to make videos.

(End of this chapter)