Journey to the West Bandits: The Poor Monk Just Wants to Be a Godfather

In the Zen room of Huichang Temple, I saw Monk Bianji rising and falling on the bed, and the sound of blushing and heartbeating could be heard coming through the gaps in the Zen room.

Moonlight Bodhisattva was stunned when he heard this voice.

Although he has never eaten pork, Moonlight Bodhisattva has also seen pigs running away.

He could imagine what was happening in the meditation room without him casting any spells...

It's just that he doesn't understand. How long has it been since they last met before Monk Bianji began to turn to the dual cultivation path of Huanxi Buddha?
Could it be that Tathagata Buddha secretly instigated Huanxi Buddha to interfere with this?

"Too deceiving!"

Moonlight Bodhisattva snorted coldly, and his evaluation of Tathagata Buddha dropped a few points.

It's obvious that he himself failed in doing things, but now he sees others wiping your butt, and he still wants to obstruct it.

Can such a person become the World Honored One?
After Moonlight Bodhisattva cursed a few times, his eyes fell on the closed door of the meditation room again.

After hesitating for a moment, he still chose not to go in directly.

After all, this kind of thing is somewhat embarrassing.

I will inevitably have to deal with this Buddhist practitioner in the future, and my face will not look good at that time.

Moonlight Bodhisattva simply found a place to sit down outside the meditation room.

Another hour passed.

Inside the Zen room.

Monk Bianji breathed a long sigh of relief, finally turned over exhausted and got off Princess Gaoyang's body.

"Gao Yang, are you satisfied with my strength this time?"

Princess Gaoyang, who was lying on the bed, had a slightly red face, a trace of confusion in her eyes, and her voice became soft and soft.

"What powerful medicine did the little mage take today? Why did he suddenly become so brave?"

In the past, although Monk Bianji was stronger than her husband, he was still at the level of a normal person.

But today's time was far beyond the average, so much so that Princess Gaoyang couldn't bear it.

Hearing this, Monk Bianji said with a proud face: "The poor monk recently found a volume of Double Cultivation of Buddhism written by Huanxi Buddha in the Sutra Pavilion. He studied it every day and learned from it."

"According to the introduction in the Buddhist teachings, after you have achieved great success in cultivation, even a three-day and three-night battle will not be a problem!"

A trace of joy flashed across Princess Gaoyang's face, she nestled against Monk Bianji's chest and said coquettishly: "I can't stand it for three days and three nights..."

"Just these two hours have almost made me fall apart. We're both human beings, so why can't my damn husband be the same?"

Monk Bianji lightly traced his fingers across Princess Gaoyang's face, with a hint of ferociousness flashing in his eyes, and said coldly: "Princess, don't worry, when the poor monk returns from studying for Buddhist scriptures, he will definitely report to His Majesty to terminate your engagement. Then you and I will Then we can be fair and aboveboard..."

Before Monk Bianji finished speaking, Princess Gao Yang stretched out a finger to block him.

"Little mage, please don't talk nonsense. Now that my father is backed by the third master, how can you sway him at will?"

"And...and don't you think our relationship is more exciting now?"

Monk Bianji was stunned for a moment, then said softly: "Princess, are you worried that I don't have that strength?"

Princess Gaoyang lowered her head and said nothing.

She was afraid that she would hurt him if she told the truth. Although Monk Bianji was relatively well-known in Chang'an City, Princess Gaoyang was very satisfied with both his appearance and his ability in bed.

But compared to Tang San's burial?

There is absolutely no comparison, okay?
Who doesn’t know that Mr. Tang San is the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Tang Dynasty?

Princess Gao Yang had no doubt that if Tang San ordered her to be executed, even her father who loved him the most would not even blink an eyebrow!
What's more...the few disciples under Mr. Tang San have magic powers and have transcended the level of ordinary people.

What can you do to fight with others?
Monk Bianji sneered and said with great disdain: "Where do you think Tang San's ability came from?"

"It's just through his identity as a Buddhist scripture seeker."

"Now I am also the new Buddhist scripture collector selected by Buddhism. When the time comes, everything Tang San Burial will have, I will also have a lot of excuses!"

"What he Tang Sanzian can do, I, the monk Bianji, can do. What he Tang Sanzian can't do, I, the monk Bianji, can do the same!"

Monk Bianji's resounding words made Princess Gaoyang a little distracted at this moment.

"Then...when will you set off to seek scriptures?"

"It should be soon. The last time Moonlight Bodhisattva went down to the realm, he told me that there were many wolves, insects, tigers and leopards in Luzhou in Beiju, so he helped me find a disciple."

"Isn't he just a disciple with magic power? He is buried in Tang San, and I have no shortage of excuses!"

"When I successfully learn the scriptures, let's see if Tang San Burial can still make waves in the Tang Dynasty!"

"Everything he has in the Tang Dynasty will be mine!"

There seemed to be flames rising in Monk Bianji's eyes.

As a monk, why can he, Tang San Burian, be the most influential person in the Tang Dynasty, but he can't argue with others?

In the past, he might have been disappointed when he saw Tang San's achievements, but now that he has been chosen as a Buddhist scripture seeker, he feels that there is no such big gap between himself and Tang San's funeral.

So much so that now he is walking with wind!
The momentum in the entire Huichang Temple is much stronger than that of the abbot.

Just now.

When Moonlight Bodhisattva heard that there was finally no movement in the meditation room, he stood up and straightened his clothes.

Then he activated a small spell, causing a Buddhist halo to appear behind his head, making his image look even more glorious and majestic.

"Where is Monk Bianji?"

"I, Moonlight Bodhisattva, came here specifically today to announce my trip to the north to obtain Buddhist scriptures!"

Moonlight Bodhisattva's words seemed to be extremely bewitching under the blessing of magic power.

The eyes of Monk Bianji and Princess Gaoyang suddenly became clear. They hurriedly put on their clothes and came out of the Zen room.

Seeing the towering Moonlight Bodhisattva, the two of them immediately knelt down on the ground.

"Bianji has seen Bodhisattva!"

"Gao Yang has seen the Bodhisattva!"

Moonlight Bodhisattva glanced at the two of them, slightly displeased with what happened in their meditation room.

But after all, Monk Bianji was his own chosen disciple.

At this point, I can only break my teeth and swallow them in my stomach. I can't go around and say that the person I'm looking for to learn from is impure, right?
Moonlight Bodhisattva sighed, raised his palm slightly, and a medicine pestle and a cassock appeared.

"This medicine pestle and cassock are my Buddhist scriptures' tokens. Wearing this cassock will prevent you from entering the den of tigers and wolves, and holding the medicine pestle will prevent you from falling into the dark hell."

Moonlight Bodhisattva boasted a lot and handed two things into the hands of Monk Bianji.

"Bianji, now that Tang San Burial has embarked on the journey to obtain scriptures, you will also set off for Beiju Luzhou today."

Monk Bianji was stunned for a moment, looked behind Moonlight Bodhisattva, and found no one else. Then he said with some confusion:
"May I ask Bodhisattva, where are the disciples you promised me?"

When Moonlight Bodhisattva came to find him, he agreed that the configuration for collecting scriptures would be the same as that of Tang San's burial. Now that he was about to leave, he was given a pestle and a cassock?
Damn it, the difference between the propaganda and the real thing is too big, right? (End of chapter)