Journey to the West begins with a full-level Tang monk

Chapter 1294 The First Loser

"Abbot Huixin, it's a good thing you didn't go, look...that scorpion got into that monk's robe!"

On the side of Puji Temple, Xuan stared at the scene of snakes and insects raging in the competition field, and said to Abbot Huixin with a grin.

"If the abbot went to participate in the competition, the scorpion and the centipede would have gotten into the abbot's monk's robe. Now, they got into the monk's robe of the abbot Xuanzang. Abbot, tell me, will they bite? people."

"Xuanyi, you need to be more determined. Abbot Xuanzang is working hard there for the future of the temple. If you are a little quieter, you will be making a contribution to Puji Temple. Can't you make such a small contribution?"

Abbot Huixin looked at Xuan Yi and said helplessly.

"Abbot, my disciples are just worried about Abbot Xuanzang, but I can't help but say, this kind of competition is too exciting. Thanks to those people, how did they come up with it? Competing Buddhist scriptures, compassion, and concentration, abbot, you Guess what the next two matches will be?"

Xuan Yi clasped his hands together, but he didn't concentrate on meditating, and kept talking non-stop.

"Amitabha, Xuanyi, look, someone finally couldn't help it! Stand up!" At this time, Abbot Huixin, who had been staring at the competition field all the time, said suddenly.

Xuan Yi had been staring at the competition field the whole time, but just when he was speaking, he glanced at Abbot Huixin, that is, the moment he looked away, the situation in the field changed.

Xuan Yi immediately looked at the competition field, Abbot Huixin did not lie, a middle-aged monk sitting outside suddenly froze and stood up from the ground.

Not only did he stand up, but he also walked towards the nearest monk from the Great Compassion Temple with his body stiff and stiff, talking non-stop.

"Master, save me quickly, save me, the bug is poisonous, it has bitten me, it is biting me..."

This middle-aged monk in a red cassock was walking and talking, his body was still twisting stiffly, not to mention how ugly that was.

The monk in cassock from the Great Compassion Temple went up to him and took out a white bead. With a slight push of mana, it shook on the monk's body a few times.

This time, like a magic trick, many bugs quickly crawled out from the contestant's monk's robe and pants, flashed on the ground, and crawled back to the competition area.

The participating monk sensed carefully, and found that there were no remaining snakes and insects in his clothes, so he let out a long breath, flew out of the circle in a flash, and returned to his camp, but His face was already pale and bloodless.

Obviously, so many snakes and insects got into his clothes just now, which scared him a lot.

"Amitabha!"

On the side of the Puji Temple camp, Huixin clasped his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said: "This person is already very good. It is very rare to be able to support him for such a long time."

"Abbot, you said that those snakes and insects got in, just crawling and playing inside, or biting every bite, no matter where?" Xuan Yi asked curiously.

Abbot Huixin rolled his eyes at Xuan Yi again, and said, "I can't answer you about such an unfathomable question that has almost reached the peak of Buddhist mysteries. You might as well wait for Abbot Xuanzang to come back and ask him."

"Amitabha, my disciple dare not!"

When Xuan Yi heard what Abbot Huixin said, he clasped his palms together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, and then withered away!
At this moment in the venue, Xuanzang, whom Abbot Huixin and Xuan Yi talked about just now, was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, his eyes on his nose, his nose on his mouth, and his mouth on his heart.

Like all other monks participating in the competition, many worms got into his cassock and robe, and there were snake worms on his legs, arms, shoulders, even neck and head. squirming.

But, what does it matter?

Tang Seng is not afraid at all!
The reason why his heart is calm is because he has absolute confidence in his own body, not to mention these snakes, even if a strong man hits his head with a big stick, he will not frown.

Because that physical body is simply indestructible.

Even magic weapons can't help him, let alone these snakes and insects.

However, while these snakes were crawling, he also sensed the difference of these snakes.

Compared with other snakes and insects, they seem to be no different, but they can be sensed naturally after touching these snakes and insects. They are likely to be smeared with some kind of medicine. After contacting human skin, they will produce an itchy feeling. Feeling, sometimes a tingling.

The itching and tingling that Tang Seng could feel were extremely slight, completely within the range he could bear.

However, this is Tang Seng's feeling, which is relative to his absolutely powerful physical body.

He knew very well in his heart that the intensity of this feeling depended entirely on the strength of his physical body.

The stronger the physical body, the lighter the feeling, and the weaker the physical body, the feeling will be magnified, and the weaker the feeling, the bigger it will be, until it is unbearable.

In a sense, the snake worm itself tests concentration, and the significance of the existence of this smeared medicine is actually the physical strength of the test.

It's just because it's painted on the bodies of these snakes and worms, and it's covered by the terrifying impression brought by the snakes and worms.

It's really interesting, I actually got my strongest point in the test.

The more Tang Seng felt, the more determined he became.

Although he didn't open his eyes, his divine sense was always released, and he could have a panoramic view of the surrounding situation.

He is so calm, but others may not be so.

In the spiritual induction, all the other contestants were no longer as calm as before. No one could be like himself, facing the collapse of Mount Tai without changing his face.

Some of those people had distorted expressions, the corners of their mouths were twitching constantly, and their eyelids were twitching up and down.

Some had trembling hands in front of their knees, some had pulsating veins on their foreheads, and some had sweat on their cheeks. Some even sat there, unable to sit still. Start rubbing around.

It seems that their senses are much more sensitive than their own, and the medicine smeared on the snakes and insects brings them far more intense stimulation than their own.

The current performance of these people shows that they are all struggling.

At a certain moment, they all couldn't hold on anymore and had to stand up to deal with the stimulation. The question was who were the nine people who got up first.

All the people are supporting, get up later than others, and then relieve the pain on their bodies.

Outside the arena, the monk who was the first to get up had recovered a little.

At this time, he pointed to the field and said to the disciples of this temple beside him: "It is important to have self-knowledge. What is valuable about this old man is that he knows that he will never be able to survive beyond the top ten. Therefore, he has not yet reached their level. At that time, the old man backed out by himself. If he really wanted to go on, the old man would never be the first to leave, but as long as he could not last ten, the result would be the same. This is fifty steps and one hundred steps, There is no difference. Therefore, through this matter, the old monk told you a truth, if you can do something, you should do it, if you can’t do it, you don’t do it, and sometimes, you can only achieve Zen by letting go of your obsessions. Do you understand?"

The disciples around him all nodded together: "The abbot sacrificed his life for righteousness, the disciples are very grateful, and the disciples understand the abbot's hard work!"

(End of this chapter)