Journey to the West: Start by giving Taishang Laojun a whole life

Chapter 201 A great scholar who is more powerful than Confucius? The shocked Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun!
After hearing Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun's simple and crude "melon selling plan", Zhang Tian fell into a long silence.

He looked at each other in disbelief.

Some didn't respond.

How did this person in front of him, who claimed to be wise and looked down on the descendant of Yuqing who was only good at physical combat, come up with such an idea?

Zhang Tian couldn't help coughing and gave a careful advice, "Your method is useful, but I'm afraid it will easily make you the second person to go down in history!"

After all, the last one did that.

All the melon sellers were shocked when they heard whether the melons were guaranteed to be ripe.

Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun obviously didn't understand the hint in Zhang Tian's words, and was still quite surprised, "My name is recorded in history? Zhenren, please don't brag about me, it's really too exaggerated, it's just a little trick I often use when hunting in the mountains."

He had nothing to do in Guanjiangkou.

They often traveled around the world with their brothers, hunting in the mountains in various places to look for the traces of monsters. They set traps in this way, and each one was successful. They couldn't even count how many stupid monsters had died at their hands.

True Lord Erlang said he didn't agree, but he still asked, "Who is that famous person you mentioned?"

"Well, there is a writer who has recently appeared in the Three Realms. He is a little bit more powerful than the legendary Confucius."

Zhang Tian didn't realize that he was telling a lie.

After all, Qingniu's pen name Kongzizhu has three characters, while Confucius' pen name Kongzi has only two characters. Are three characters longer than two characters? So is Qingniu more powerful than Confucius? It makes sense, right?

"Hiss! There is actually such a great sage!"

Erlang Zhenjun stood in awe. After all, all living things in the world came from chaos. There were only three clear ways of practicing. Taoism was left by the three great masters of Hunyuan who created the world. It had a very high threshold and was the basic way of practice for all living beings.

Then there is Buddhism. Although there are no powerful Hunyuan masters, it is also a rising star. Seventeen half-step Hunyuan Buddhist masters have appeared one after another, and they have stood for thousands of epochs continuously. This shows the uniqueness of this practice.

And what remains is the Confucian school.

Created by Confucius.

Strengthen the human race! Educate the immortals! It has a wonderful effect on the cultivation of immortals. I don’t know how many immortals have studied his magical powers and received his grace!
Nowadays, when I hear that there is someone who is similar to Confucius, even if the similarity is only three-quarters, it is still an incredible achievement of fate.

Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun quickly asked Zhang Tian for the other party's true teachings. He was the descendant of Yuqing and also a person who loved reading poetry and books. Zhang Tian didn't have any, so he could only shake his head and pretend to be arrogant, "Taiqing disciples! Don't read this book!"

I've read too many books.

He will be beaten by Taishang Laojun carrying the Bagua furnace.

Erlang Zhenjun could only speak with regret as he sat in front of the watermelon stall, quietly waiting for the pilgrim to arrive. He thought to himself, "Come quickly, come quickly. After I send this pilgrim to heaven, I will definitely read the sage's book to my heart's content. How happy it is!"

And the person he was thinking about was the one who was going to obtain the scriptures.

At this time, he was still on his way on horseback.

The monkey lazily pulled Chen Xuanzang's horse, and the Dinghai Shenzhen in his hand, which suppressed the East China Sea, swept away the thorns and obstacles, and scared away poisonous insects and snakes from time to time.

This horse is not the little white dragon in the future, which has dragon power. Although the little white dragon is not as strong as steel or indestructible, it has thick skin and flesh. It can go into the forest and cross the mountain. It is very difficult for it to walk, so the journey is naturally slow.

Chen Xuanzang was still chattering. He had been living with the monkey for several months. He was a little scared at first, but later he found that this was a good monkey, just a little bit irritable and didn't know the rules.

So he advised, "Wukong, you have entered Buddhism, you must listen to and believe in the Dharma. My Buddha Tathagata once said that if someone insults me or provokes me in this world, I should just laugh it off."

"Haha, that's a scam!"

The monkey laughed, "My junior brother mentioned before that Tathagata is very petty. Once a monkey peed on his palm, and he slapped him down the mountain and suppressed him for five hundred years. Hey, what an unlucky monkey!"

"Ah? There is such a thing, could it be you who did it?"

"Nonsense, I'm an honest monkey, I know how to be polite, how can I pee in front of people and do something ridiculous like that?!"

Chen Xuanzang remained silent.

He was just suspicious. However, he was kind-hearted, so he believed the monkey's words, but he also set rules for the monkey, "You have killed several people in just a few months. Although you are a thief and a robber, you are qualified to put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot. If you meet him again this time, let me deal with it. With the mercy of my Buddha, no matter what happens, you must not take action according to this command."

"I will listen to you, I will listen to you, I will listen to you!"

The monkey didn't know whether it was because he had suffered from the tight hoop not long ago, or because he had smashed the Guanyin Temple, but he was in a good mood, so he was very easy to talk to.

When Chen Xuanzang saw him laughing and looking nonchalant, he knew that the other party was just trying to please him. He immediately wanted to preach and find a place to demonstrate his Buddhist teachings.

Looking up, I saw a melon farmer selling melons under the scorching sun at the end of the path. My eyes suddenly lit up.

"Wukong, you stay here and let me go to beg for alms. I will let you see what is the truth, kindness and beauty in the world!"

Chen Xuanzang went there confidently and asked Erlang Zhenjun about watermelon. After all, he had never seen one and had only seen it in books. He couldn't stop his curiosity and asked excitedly.

Then he saw Erlang Zhenjun glanced at him and asked, "Do you want to pay for the melon?"

"Amitabha, I am a monk, I only talk about fate, not money..."

"Boom!"

Chen Xuanzang was beaten.

With a dark circle on the left side of his eye, he looked at the monkey with a strange expression and kept saying "Buddha has mercy on us".

I feel it is my own fault. It is not easy for melon farmers, and I have to pay if I buy melons.

Fortunately, he had some money. Just as he tasted the melon, he saw Erlang Zhenjun approaching him and asked, "Is my melon sweet?"

"Sweet, the donor is really an expert..."

Chen Xuanzang had a smile on his face, but before he could finish his words, he was hit again. Erlang Zhenjun said with a lack of confidence, "Even if you say my melon is sweet, I will still hit you!"

Chen Xuanzang: ...

Chen Xuanzang: "My Buddha... My Buddha..."

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. "Fuck you! Wukong, kill him!"

The monkey was trying very hard to hold back his laughter.

He wielded the Dinghai Shenzhen and fought with Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun. The fight between the two sides was so spectacular, it was really like a great sage meeting a small sage, each showing off their magical powers.

Hit from the ground to the sky.

Fight from the Southern Continent to the East China Sea.

First they competed in martial arts, then in magical powers, and then in transformations. They were evenly matched in everything, and it could be said that they were well-matched. The fight was so fast.

The fight lasted for three days and three nights.

Only then did he reluctantly let go.

Only then did I remember Chen Xuanzang.

The other person had already turned pale from hunger. Lying in the monkey's arms, he said weakly, "The melon... the melon was stolen..."

"Just steal it if you want. It's not a cassock or a staff or anything precious."

Chen Xuanzang felt extremely aggrieved, and rushed out with a cry, "There are melons all over the ground, and you don't even give me a single one. You let me eat the melon rind, let me eat the melon rind! Wuu ...

He is a holy monk.

I actually ate the melon rind for three days!

(End of this chapter)