Brother Kong Xuan

Chapter 349: The Man-Eating Guanyin Temple
"Master, this mountain road is rugged, let's get on the horse."

After hurriedly leaving the house, Yang Jian looked towards Jin Ling with concern.

However, Sun Wukong, who had just been in the limelight, was now smiling and looked very humble.

"Thank you for your concern, Jilang. However, I am a humble monk..."

He looked at Yang Jian, who was looking at him with a kind face, and Sun Wukong, who was smiling beside him.

Jin Ling hesitated for a moment, but his eyes still fell on Yang Jian.

It is obvious that there is a conflict between these two righteous gods.

And Sun Wukong was in the wrong.

To be honest, Jin Ling felt that as a mortal, he really shouldn't interfere in the affairs between the two gods.

However, they had only been on the journey west for less than a day when a conflict arose between the two. If they continued on their journey, wouldn't they end up fighting?
Therefore, Jin Ling wanted to be a peacemaker and ease the relationship between the two.

"Master, don't worry. The monkey and I are brothers. We are used to playing around with each other. It's okay."

Yang Jian noticed Jin Ling's thoughts, chuckled, and glanced at the dark road ahead inconspicuously.

Ahead is Yingchoujian.

……

"Third brother, why are you here?"

Ao Lie, who was gradually getting excited because he sensed that Yang Jian and Sun Wukong were getting closer, suddenly found that his cousin from the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea suddenly appeared in front of him.

Compared with his identity as the third prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, he has a more prominent identity.

One of the four direct disciples of the Deputy Leader of Jiejiao.

This time, this place...

No way?
Looking at Ao Bing in front of him, Ao Lie suddenly became uneasy.

"Well... I came to inform you that your arrangement to join the pilgrimage team has been cancelled."

Looking at Ao Lie in front of him, Ao Bing couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

To be honest, it's a bit embarrassing.

"No, why? Why would anyone want to take a seat on a mount?"

"Who? Whose connections are stronger than yours? Did the Saint's disciples take action?"

Looking at Ao Bing in front of him, Ao Lie's eyes suddenly widened.

What are you doing!

Have I waited in vain for so many years?
"He is not a disciple of the Saint, but the original mount of the teacher, Senior Chiyan."

While slowly shaking his head, Ao Bing explained to Ao Lie.

"Chi Yan! Hasn't Senior Chi Yan become one of the Four Saints of the North Pole?"

Looking at Ao Bing in front of him, Ao Lie felt his head buzzing.

Really impressed!
"Okay, stop complaining, pack up and go back to Dragon Palace. I'll find you again if there's any opportunity later."

Looking at Ao Lie in front of him, Ao Bing didn't know what to say. He could only pat Ao Lie on the shoulder, then turned around and disappeared into Yingchou Gorge.

"Sun Wukong, you are so mean. You didn't even tell me in advance that Senior Chiyan was coming. If I hadn't expected that I would pass by Yingchoujian today and come to take a look, I wouldn't know how this would end now!"

After leaving Yingchoujian, Ao Bing did not return to Zhongnan Mountain, but came directly to the vicinity of the pilgrim team and sent a message to Sun Wukong.

"Isn't this just to help with the difficulty?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong remained calm and sent a message to Ao Bing who was hiding nearby.

"There are 81 difficulties. We should seize every opportunity, right?"

After saying this, Sun Wukong continued to add one more sentence.

"Don't worry. Although the journey to the west is hosted by my uncle, it was designed by my uncle himself. You can go now. The eighty-one difficulties are just selected and are more representative. They can be publicized. There are more than eighty-one difficulties in total."

"I talked about this with Han Xin when we were drinking some time ago. Just leave and don't say a word."

Hearing this, Ao Bing suddenly laughed out loud, not without a hint of gloating.

"Oh? Brother, we were all taught by the same master, you can't keep it to yourself!"

In response, Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly asked Ao Bing.

"If we talk too much, it will inevitably take away a lot of fun. Just remember that in this world, all the quasi-saints, whether you know them or not, have set up disasters."

"Junior brother, see you in heaven!"

After he finished speaking, Ao Bing disappeared from here without saying anything else.

In fact, the main reason Ao Bing came here this time was to inform Sun Wukong that there was a Guanyin Temple ahead and his uncle had some arrangements there.

But now...

Cross it yourself.

……

"My king, have you considered this?"

Inside the Black Wind Cave, Mu Zha looked at the Black Wind King in front of him with a smile and asked in a gentle voice.

"I dare not hide it from you, Your Excellency. I am honored to be valued by you and become a member of the Chan Sect."

"But I heard that your sect seems to have always disliked those who were born from eggs..."

Looking at Mu Zha in front of him, Heifeng spoke to Mu Zha with some hesitation.

To be honest, being able to become the guardian god of Mount Putuo is definitely the best choice for a helpless demon fairy like me.

If the other party was a disciple of Jiejiao, Heifeng would have led everyone to surrender without saying a word.

But, if you want to teach...

Heifeng was a little hesitant.

"Your Majesty, you are too worried."

In response, Mu Zha just shook his head and laughed.

"In the past, my junior uncle, Jin Ling, once asked Master Yuqing, 'Master, you don't like those who are born from eggs or those who are covered with scales and armor, so why do you favor me so much?"

After he finished speaking, Mu Zha directly gave an example to dispel Heifeng's doubts.

"Oh? What did Tianzun say?"

Hearing this, Heifeng immediately became interested and subconsciously leaned towards Mu Zha.

As we all know, Emperor Ziwei holds a very high status in the hearts of the Three Pure Ones.

He is the well-deserved leader of the second generation disciples of the three religions.

"Master, do you think I am such a pedantic person?"

Seeing that he had attracted Heifeng's attention, Muzha was immediately happy and then continued to speak to Heifeng.

"Whether they are born from eggs or covered with scales and armor, they are all superficial. The reason why I don't like them is that most of them have no manners and are heartless."

"Like Ling'er, who has been practicing with Phoenix Ancestor since she was young, knows etiquette and knows right from wrong. How can I not like her?"

Imitating the style of Yuanshi Tianzun, Mu Zha spoke slowly to Heifeng.

In fact, Mu Zha had never seen Yuanshi, so he was just learning blindly. Anyway, the black bear had never seen Yuanshi either.

"Although the king is not as good as his uncle in terms of family background, he has been in the Earthly Immortal Realm for so many years and has obeyed the constraints of the Heavenly Laws and abided by his duties."

"He even built up such a large family business."

"How can my teaching look down on you for this?"

Looking at the black wind in front of him, Mu Zha continued to persuade.

"How dare a little demon compare himself to the Emperor?"

Although he was very happy to be praised by Mu Zha, Heifeng was also sensible and stood up and repeatedly declined.

"In fact, ever since I entered the Dao, I have admired the Emperor. If it weren't for the lack of vacancies in the Exorcism Court, I might have already become a member of the Exorcism Court by now."

Looking at Mu Zha in front of him, Heifeng smiled rather embarrassedly.

Really, as of now, the divine duties in Heaven are extremely attractive to all the immortals in the world of earthly immortals.

After all, it is stable, safe and well paid.

Even for the Exorcist's Court, which is fighting on the front line, the death rate is actually not high. After all, the death rate of the masters in the Heavenly Court is still quite high.

Especially Jin Ling, the head of the Exorcism Institute, who is the number one person under the saint.

If he could enter the Exorcism Institute, it would be a safe bet for a wandering immortal.

"Now that Daojun values ​​me, this is my disciple's good fortune, how could I refuse it?"

After expressing his admiration for Jin Ling, Heifeng continued to speak to Mu Zha.

In fact, being the guardian god of Mount Putuo can be said to be more comfortable than working in the Exorcism Institute.

After all, if he went to Mount Putuo and then came out, he could do things under the name of Taoist Master Cihang.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Orthodox School, this name is very famous in this world.

As for practicing hard for thousands of years, he ended up bowing his head and serving others.

Will Heifeng feel unwilling?
That's not the case.

Heifeng is very open-minded because he was born early.

From another perspective, why should others who have practiced for three full kalpas be surpassed by you who have practiced for less than a thousand years?

Is your talent stronger than the other person's?

Is your footing stronger than the other party's?

Since you are not as good as others, just calm down and do what you should do and what you can do.

The fruit of immortality has been picked long ago, and now all that’s left is to endure it.

As long as you are alive, there will always be a day of transcendence.

"Master Xuanzang will arrive at Guanyin Monastery soon, and then something unexpected will happen to Guanyin Monastery."

"Master Xuanzang has a cassock given by his uncle. Your Majesty can take it yourself when the time comes."

Hearing this, Mu Zha chuckled and gave instructions to Hei Feng.

"Little demon remembers this."

In response to this, Heifeng naturally agreed.

"Okay, my king, we'll see you in Putuo Mountain someday."

Looking at the black wind in front of him, Mu Zha nodded slowly, and his figure quietly disappeared in front of the black wind.

"Ugh……"

After Mu Zha disappeared quietly, Heifeng stood up straight.

Looking at the blue sky outside the cave, he let out a long sigh.

Thanks to the existence of the Emperor, otherwise, how would I have the opportunity to choose freely?
If Master Cihang really took a fancy to my family business, there would be no need to ask for my opinion.

Just find a random reason and you will become his mount.

Even through this journey to the west, Master Cihang only needed to put in a little effort, and he would have to choose between death and serving Cihang.

In the end, not only do you lose your freedom, but you also have to be grateful to it.

Of course, this is not allowed according to the Heavenly Law.

But, the Heavenly Law is dead after all.

If you want to, there must be a loophole.

The most fundamental reason why he can now choose whether to work for Cihang is the existence of Jin Ling.

After all, if he were Master Cihang, he would never risk being disliked by Jin Ling to fight for such a small benefit.

Yes, but not necessary.

After all, his family business seemed to be quite large, but if it were really placed at the level of the Twelve Golden Immortals, it would probably not be as significant as the words "Second Brother" from Master Cihang.

Although he had never seen Jin Ling in action, Heifeng felt that since Jin Ling could thrive in the world, he would definitely not be a stingy person.

……

"Master! There is a Zen temple ahead. It is so luxurious!"

Sun Wukong, who had just returned from exploring the way with his golden cudgel, trotted up to Jin Ling and spoke to him.

"Thank you for your hard work, Wukong. It's getting late now, why don't we go over and place an order?"

Looking up at the sky, Jin Ling asked Sun Wukong.

"what?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong followed Jin Ling's gaze to look at the sky, hesitated for a moment, and looked at Jin Ling again.

"What order?"

"Just go and stay the night."

Chuckling and shaking his head, Jin Ling dismounted from his horse, holding the reins, and walked towards the Zen temple.

"Master! What's the matter?"

Inside the guest hall of Guanyin Temple, a novice monk from the temple came to ask questions.

Looking at Xuanzang, who was dressed in plain clothes but had delicate features, red lips and white teeth, and a hint of gentleness between his brows, the novice monk's attitude was also very kind.

Generally speaking, a poor temple would not produce such a monk.

"Disturbing the resident, place an order."

Hearing this, Jin Ling clasped his hands together and spoke to the novice monk.

In response, the novice monk did not say much. He just clasped his hands together, nodded slightly, left the place, and went to report to the guest teacher.

"I bow to the Master who is in charge of reception."

When Jin Ling saw the receptionist coming, he quickly stood up and asked the receptionist with his hands clasped together.

"Inquiry, please take a seat."

In response, the receptionist simply gestured for Jin Ling to take a seat.

"Venerable Master, where do you want to start?"

After sitting firmly, the receptionist continued to ask Jin Ling.

"I came from the Tang Dynasty in the East, and I am going to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures in compliance with the imperial decree of the Tang King."

In response to this, Jin Ling also sat down steadily and replied to the receptionist.

Well, when it comes to staying in a temple, or staying overnight, there is a pretty complete set of procedures to follow.

It doesn't mean just coming up and knocking on the door, or blowing up your own house.

So, what does this mean, uncle?

Looking at the temple in front of him that exuded wealth everywhere, Sun Wukong fell into deep thought.

Is it reasonable for a temple to be so rich?

In fact, this mainly depends on how the host runs the business.

But from the perspective of Buddhist teachings, being so rich is not reasonable.

At least, it seems that the host is not very merciful.

So, what Master Uncle meant was...

See if there is any problem behind this Zen temple?
Sun Wukong licked his tiger teeth lightly, and with a slight movement of his mind, he began to calculate silently.

In a short while, a hint of realization appeared in Sun Wukong's eyes.

Tsk, this Zen temple is a cannibal.

Well, Sun Wukong thought that this Zen temple might not be very clean, but he didn't expect it to be so dirty...

how to say?

Silently looking at Jin Ling who was communicating with the receptionist, Sun Wukong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This temple built in the mountains has accepted many wandering monks, but no wandering monk has ever left the temple.

In this way, Sun Wukong also understood what his uncle meant.

Doing this kind of thing in the name of uncle master is really a bit too much.

(End of this chapter)