Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 564 Who doesn't know that the host's mind is the most...

"This mountain...seems to be all gold!"

"It's not like, it's like!"

"Really? How much gold would that cost?"

"You are blind. Look carefully at the flowers, plants and trees on the mountain. They are much more valuable than gold!"

"Really or not? I don't believe it!"

"Hmph, you are a bunch of ignorant people. Have you seen that tree clearly? You don't think that tree is just a tree, do you? No, that tree, no, it should be said that all the flowers, plants and trees on this golden mountain are carved from various kinds of beautiful jade..."

Before he got close to Jinshan Mountain where Jinshan Temple was located, Chen Xuanzang heard the people surrounding Jinshan mountain chattering about something.

But it gave Chen Xuanzang a strange feeling, a strange feeling that made him feel very uncomfortable. At first he didn't understand.
However, as the breeze blew, he felt his clothes become sticky and understood. He looked down at his clothes that were stained with the monster's blood.
Looking at the blood-stained clothes worn by the people around him, he began to understand why he felt so strange, because blood,

Or because of killing!!

"Why do you have to kill them? You can obviously make them change their ways by awakening their truth, kindness and beauty..."

Chen Xuanzang was puzzled, and just as he was thinking about it, he saw the red-faced and white-toothed monk who had been shouting in the sky appear in the sky, looking down at the people in the Ninety Cities from above.

"The Imperial Master is merciful and cannot bear to see the people in the city infected with diseases due to the demon blood, so he has ordered me to perform the Clothes Purification Technique. I hope all donors will not panic!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xuanzang saw the monk sweep the whisk in his hand, and golden light like continuous drizzle poured down.

Then, in just a breath, the Ninety City, which was originally like a bloody purgatory, instantly became brand new, including everyone's clothes, which became as clean as new.

Immediately afterwards, the compassionate voice of the Imperial Master resounded throughout the Ninety Cities. Chen Xuanzang looked in confusion at the people who were kneeling on the ground to express their gratitude and even began to pray.

He didn't understand what was so merciful about this. These things were obviously avoidable. Moreover, the demon blood in the city only appeared because of his elder brother. His elder brother only did what was supposed to be done. How could it be called merciful?

The people who were grateful and praying did not notice Chen Xuanzang's confusion, but his standing out like a crane among chickens attracted the attention of many people. Some of the people couldn't help but whispered, "Kneel down quickly", and some of the people even said in a low voice with fear on their faces, "Don't harm us" or something like that.

Chen Xuanzang frowned slightly and did not answer. He ignored the people's reminders and just looked at the monk who was performing the Cleansing Clothes Technique in the sky and looked down at him. This sight made him feel a terrifying pressure coming over him.

Chen Xuanzang felt a weight on his shoulders, as if he was carrying a mountain. Along with the monk's cold snort, his knees softened. Just as he was about to kneel,
He saw a monk with an anxious look on his face hurriedly fly to the side of the monk in the sky and said something to him. He found that the terrifying pressure was gone.

some,

Just showing him kindness.

Two monks smiling almost flatteringly!!

"Because... my eldest brother?"

Even though Chen Xuanzang didn't quite understand the twists and turns of the secular world, he couldn't help but think of it subconsciously.

"Is this what Master often says about all living beings being unequal in the eyes of the world?"

Chen Xuanzang thought in his heart, and subconsciously walked towards the golden mountain in front of him, which was very high, so high that it blocked the sun, occupied half of the city, and even pressed down a piece of land outside the city.

Or,

Walking towards Jinshan Temple.

As soon as he walked, Chen Xuanzang saw the people around him who were hurriedly moving away to make a passage for him, the people who were kneeling, and the people who were calling on the Imperial Master to have mercy.

For some reason, the joy in Chen Xuanzang's heart from seeing his elder brother whom he hadn't seen for many years disappeared, and he was left with only unhappiness!
Yes, not happy.
He doesn't understand why he is unhappy!
However, he did not stop. Instead, he looked at the kneeling people and continued walking towards Jinshan Temple.

After a while,
He came to the entrance of Golden Mount Temple.
In other words, in front of the golden steps leading up the mountain.

There were no crowds of common people in front of the gate guarded by many monks, but only a few gentry lined up in front of the gate.

Looking at the gentry handing in visiting cards... and boxes one after another, Chen Xuanzang frowned slightly as he looked at the boxes.

It was strange that he could actually see through the things in the alley. The box contained nothing but... gold, silver and treasures.

All kinds of gold, silver and treasures that he had never seen before!
The sight of all these gold, silver and treasures made him frown. Just as he was thinking of moving forward, a fat and big-eared country gentleman in bright and beautiful clothes came forward, stopped him and cursed him.

"Hey, do you know the rules? Line up!"

"That's right, how can you cut in line!"

"Where did you come from, you country bumpkin? You don't know any rules, you don't know how to queue, right? You don't have no money, do you?"

Many gentry in the queue were cursing, but before they could finish, they saw the great monk who cast the spell suddenly appear in front of Chen Xuanzang and bowed.

"Donor, please!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the gentry who were cursing suddenly shut their mouths. Some of the gentry who had been cursing quite harshly turned pale. Chen Xuanzang looked in surprise at the monk who had invited him to go up the mountain.

“I don’t have to queue?”

The monk smiled and shook his head when he heard this: "The donor is the brother of the national teacher. If we talk about seniority, I should also call you uncle master and queue up... This is naturally useless."

As he spoke, he glanced at the gentry who had spoken. Seeing their expressions change, he showed sarcasm in his eyes, and then he made a gesture of invitation again and spoke to Chen Xuanzang.

"Uncle Master, please!"

"Oh, good!"

After taking a look at the gentry who seemed very frightened, Chen Xuanzang followed the monks through the gate of Jinshan Temple at the foot of the mountain, stepped onto the golden steps and went up the mountain.

"Um, is this mountain really made of gold?"

Chen Xuanzang looked at the golden steps under his feet and the golden mountain, and couldn't help but ask.

"Indeed, but this is the money collected by your brother, uncle, when he was exorcising demons. It is not made from the people's money!" the monk explained with a smile.

"Oh, but..."

"Uncle, please tell me!"

Seeing Chen Xuanzang's hesitation, the monk smiled and spoke. Seeing this, Chen Xuanzang no longer hesitated, but just frowned.

"But, they just gave away so much gold, silver and jewelry. Isn't this the people's hard-earned money?"

If what his master said was correct, the money of those gentry was all extorted from the people.

And now these gentry send money...

Thinking of this, Chen Xuanzang couldn't help but frown again.

"No, you misunderstood, uncle. In fact, the abbot is not interested in money and other mundane things. We only accept those mundane things to save the countless sentient beings in the Tang Dynasty."

The monk spoke with a smile, but it seemed that Chen Xuanzang didn't understand. He paused, thought about it, and then continued.

"As the saying goes, what is taken from the people should be used for the people. This money will eventually fall into the hands of the people. If you are interested, you can wait until the host subdues the demon and go to Chang'an with the host. By then, all the doubts in your mind will be solved."

"Chang'an..."

"Yes, Changan!"

"I will go, but... probably not with big brother!" Chen Xuanzang nodded, then leaned closer and whispered with some gossip.

"Well, I heard that my eldest brother controlled the government and caused chaos in the harem. Are these two things true?"

"Of course not. The host cares about all living beings and is dedicated to the country and the people. These words must have been said by those evildoers to slander the host."

The monk smiled and said, Chen Xuanzang hummed, but did not answer. He just looked at the endless golden stairs under his feet in confusion and said, "This staircase seems to be quite long..."

"Fortunately, it's only 36,000 steps in total!"

"All gold?"

"Of course!"

The monk smiled and nodded. Chen Xuanzang did not ask any more questions immediately. He just looked at the flowers, plants and trees on the mountain curiously, and said to the flowers, plants and trees made of gold and jade.

"Are those monsters so rich?"

"Of course!" "But... why do I feel like you've been lying to me the whole time?" Chen Xuanzang frowned and looked at the monk in front of him. The monk shook his head without changing his expression and said, "Uncle Master, you worry too much!"

"Really?"

"Of course!"

"But I still feel you..."

Chen Xuanzang did not continue speaking, not because he kept silent, but because he had disappeared. After he disappeared, the monk wiped the sweat from his forehead with a pale face.

"What a natural eye!"

"Not only that, it seems that the old master uncle has also awakened his telepathy. He is indeed the host's younger brother. He is so talented!"

"Don't worry about whether you are high or not, Queen of Law, you should think carefully about how you are going to face the host later. You can't even lie well. I think you might be demoted to K3 because of your failed punch-in."

Two monks who appeared from the side talked to each other, and the original monk, who was also the Queen of Dharma, wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Well, probably not..."

"No? Have you forgotten about that Junior Brother Fa Ming from a few days ago? He worked so hard to get promoted to K7, but because he was slow in paying respects to the host, he volunteered to clean the toilet on the mountain the next day!"

"And the same goes for Junior Brother Juecheng. Everyone in Jinshan Temple knows that the abbot is the most petty person..." Another monk was suddenly stunned as he spoke, and covered his mouth in horror.

The Queen and the other monk looked at each other, their faces changed drastically and they turned and ran. The next second, a loud bang came from behind them.

The two of them only saw a familiar bald head and a chair passing them at a terrifying speed in the blink of an eye.
Then he rolled down the steps screaming and rolling, which made the two men pale and swallow their saliva. They kept chanting the Heart Purification Sutra in their hearts, and then turned around and ran away tacitly.

Chen Xuanzang, who had suddenly arrived at a palace, was unaware of all this. He just stood blankly at the gate of this extremely luxurious palace.

Looking at the group of beautiful dancers who were performing singing and dancing in the palace, they were dressed... and looked very poor.

Looking at the freezing dance, Chen Xuanzang felt a little bloodshot, well, he meant the eyes, he quickly looked away,

Looking at Zhao Zheng, who was sitting in the main seat, eating and drinking with an even more beautiful woman in his arms, he rubbed his eyes in confusion.

"Brother, you..."

"Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha remains in the heart. Your awareness is still not high enough." Zhao Zheng sighed and put down the wine glass.

As the wine glass fell to the ground, everything in front of me disappeared in an instant like the wind blowing through the yellow sand. The original graceful dancer disappeared.

The luxurious palace... still luxurious. Looking at the statues of Buddha appearing in the palace, Chen Xuanzang looked at Zhao Zheng... He blinked at the woman in Zhao Zheng's arms.

There is no missing woman!
"Ahem, this is your sister-in-law Mingkong."

Zhao Zheng coughed and pinched Wu Meiniang's buttocks. Ignoring Wu Meiniang's coquettish eyes, he pointed at Chen Xuanzang and introduced him.

"This is the Chen Xuanzang I told you about a few years ago, the one who abandoned his own elder brother for a crazy master, causing his elder brother to travel thousands of miles to Chang'an alone."

The more Zhao Zheng spoke, the more Chen Xuanzang lowered his head, which made Wu Meiniang cover her mouth and laugh. She stood up and bowed obediently.

"Mei Niang meets uncle!"

"Ah? Oh, Xuanzang has met my sister-in-law!"

Chen Xuanzang said with a red face, and waited until Wu Meiniang took the initiative to withdraw, then he said: "Brother, you are a monk, right?!"

He didn't mean anything else,
That is, monks should, may, perhaps,

Shouldn't he have a wife?!
"No, have you forgotten that fat guy didn't even let me attend his lectures? How could I be a monk? I haven't even read a few Buddhist scriptures seriously."

"..."

"Okay, just say whatever you want to say. Don't be fussy like a woman!" Looking at Chen Xuanzang who was feeling guilty, Zhao Zheng stood up and spoke. Actually, there was nothing to say about what happened back then.

It was simply that the fat monk thought that he was the incarnation of Chen Xuanzang's evil nature, so he didn't want to teach him Buddhism and wanted Chen Xuanzang to stay away from him.

"Brother, did you...control the government and cause chaos in the harem?" Chen Xuanzang hesitated, but finally asked.

"no!"

"Really?"

"believe it or not!"

"Big brother!"

Chen Xuanzang shouted with a complicated expression, then frowned and said: "Brother, you are too angry now. I mean, you can definitely wake up the monster..."

"Stop, stop. If you want to reminisce with me, your brother, then go on. If you are here to find fault with me, please leave. After all, this country's teacher is very busy!"

Zhao Zheng spoke lightly. Chen Xuanzang took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said goodbye to his big brother. Just when he was about to speak again, he found that he had come directly to the foot of the mountain.

"Ugh……"

Chen Xuanzang opened his mouth, stared at the Jinshan Temple on Jinshan Mountain and sighed, then turned and left, while Zhao Zheng in the main hall on the mountain curled his lips.

"You said I controlled the government and disturbed the harem. You must be kidding me. I am that kind of person, right? Mingkong, Wei Gui..."

"Of course not!"

"How could our master who serves the country and the people cause chaos in the harem?"

"That's right, A Zheng, when are we going to usurp the throne? Ugh, I mean, when are we going to start clearing out the emperor's entourage?"

"That's right. Don't forget, you said with your own mouth that you would make me your imperial concubine later..."

"..."

Zhao Zheng glanced at Wu Meiniang who was talking, and immediately decided to give her a good slap in the face later. Wu Meiniang came to his side and started rubbing her hands with an expression as if she knew she was wrong.

"Ahem, the matter of clearing out the imperial court requires long-term planning. There's no rush. Let's go. Today, my master will teach you some new moves... Phew, teach you some brand new techniques!"

Zhao Zheng hugged his one, two... six wings and walked into the side hall. At last, he asked curiously, "By the way, where is Li Jing? I remember that Xiao Li sent him to protect me?"

"You're not going to let him walk?"

"Oh, it's okay then!"

no other meaning,
It’s better to walk!
Thinking of Li Jing who walked thousands of miles from Chang'an to Jiushicheng, Zhao Zheng smiled and walked into the side hall with the girls.

After he left, the Buddha statues in the hall that originally radiated great compassion and peace turned into huge demons with hideous and ferocious faces.

The fat monk in the west frowned and began to calculate with his fingers. Then he snorted coldly, "How dare you wear my robes and ruin my Buddhism? I want to see how you, a mere incarnation of the devil, can ruin the spread of my Buddhism to the east!"

"Master? What is the cassock and the Dharma?"

"This, my story begins a long, long time ago..." Looking at Chen Xuanzang who had returned, the fat monk's expression relaxed and he began to tell the story of the demon king Mara.

After the story was finished, the fat monk looked at Chen Xuanzang, who was lost in thought and silent, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Xuan Zang, you have to remember that when facing a demon, all we can do is to first eliminate its evil nature, and then try to make it change its evil ways!"

As he spoke, the fat monk grabbed the poisonous snake on the tree and pulled out its fangs. Chen Xuanzang seemed to have realized something, but a strange thought emerged in his mind.

"Master..."

"Ok?"

"It... hunts with its fangs, right?"

"..."

"What I mean is, Master, does this count as killing?" Chen Xuanzang's eyes showed confusion and curiosity.

"..."

(End of this chapter)