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Chapter 543 Chang'an
Chapter 542 Chang'an
"During this journey to the west, as long as the Jade Emperor dares to do anything out of line, the two of us can find a chance to take down the Jade Emperor!" Zhunti said softly with a bright light in his eyes.

"In the Heavenly Court, half of the gods have been used by my Lingshan. A mere Jade Emperor, because he belittled his generals and many gods and gods, as long as he tied the whip of the Jade Emperor, he could take him down in one fell swoop!"

"At that time, let's see what the Jade Emperor will use to fight us!"

Hearing the words, he didn't speak again, but suddenly there was a ferocious smile on his face that didn't belong to the Buddha.

Soon, both Zhunti and Jieying regained their original calm and entered into meditation again.

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Lingshan's eyeliner is all over the surrounding area of ​​Chang'an, the capital of Tang Dynasty.

There are street vendors, temple monks, and walking vendors, all kinds of things.

Jin Chanzi stumbled to the gate of Chang'an, looking at the majestic city gate in front of him, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.

"Stop!" There was a loud shout, which frightened Xuanzang to his wits. Xuanzang looked up, but saw a sergeant with a golden helmet and armor standing in front of him, with a long knife in his hand, shining brightly and feeling cold.

Xuanzang stood still and looked at the sergeant in front of him. His stomach was empty and his clothes were ragged, but his face returned to calm.

"Amitabha." Xuanzang clasped his hands together and bowed to the soldier.

"Who are you, and why are you entering the city?" The sergeant stood in front of Xuanzang with the handle of his knife in his hand, frowning slightly.

In the sergeant's opinion, Xuanzang was probably a monk in disguise.

Now in the whole of Chang'an, and even the whole of Tang Dynasty, the status of monks is very high.

Even if it is just relying on alms, it is impossible for a monk to become like Xuanzang now.

At this moment Xuanzang's face was pale and his clothes were ragged, he didn't look like a pampered monk at all, so he was inevitably suspected by the sergeant.

"Amitabha." Xuanzang clasped his hands together, "Almsgiver, this poor monk is a monk from Jinshan Temple in Luoyang, whose Dharma name is Xuanzang."

"Xuanzang?" The sergeant was taken aback when he heard the words, and frowned slightly. He seemed to be very familiar with this name, where he had heard it before.

When the sergeant at the side heard the words, he immediately said, "Don't make jokes! If you are another monk, it's fine. In Chang'an City, even you don't dare to do anything criminal."

"But you say you are Master Xuanzang, how is that possible!"

Another sergeant's family also believed in Buddhism, and he had long been familiar with Master Xuanzang.

According to the rumors, Master Xuanzang is the highest-practiced eminent monk in Luoyang, and his interpretation of Buddhism is very profound. Listening to him preside over the rituals has benefited a lot.

Xuanzang's name had been spread throughout Chang'an, but in the impression of the sergeant, Xuanzang was completely different from the bloodless and down-and-out monk in front of him.

When Xuanzang heard the words, he put his hands together and chanted a Buddha's name, but he didn't explain anything, he just stood quietly with neither joy nor sorrow on his face.

Xuanzang's control over himself has reached the pinnacle, as long as his mood fluctuates, and he chanted Buddhist scriptures in his heart, he can immediately suppress it.

But at this moment Xuanzang had no food in his stomach, and his whole body had no strength, standing aside, his whole body trembled slightly.

Seeing Xuanzang's appearance, another sergeant couldn't bear it. He took a step forward and said softly: "Monk, tell the truth, which temple monk are you? .”

"The monks don't lie. The two benefactors, the poor monk is indeed Xuanzang, and the Jinshan Temple in Luoyang is the poor monk's monastery."

"The poor monk has been traveling abroad in recent years, and he hasn't been back to Jinshan Temple for a long time."

When saying these words, Xuanzang's tone was very slow.

He didn't know that he hadn't eaten for a few days, and his whole body was a little swollen and wobbly, as if he was about to fall down.

What Xuanzang said is the truth, but Master Xuanzang has a high status and has not presided over any religious affairs in recent years, and this matter is not any secret.

Moreover, many benefactors approached the host of Jinshan Temple to inquire, and the abbot had already stated to the public that Master Xuanzang had traveled abroad and it was not clear when he would return.

Therefore, the whereabouts of Master Xuanzang became a mystery, and many fake monks who pretended to be Xuanzang and wanted to enter the Chang'an Great Monastery to eat and drink have also been discovered recently.

The fake monk would naturally be punished, but the two sergeants looked at the man in front of them with some doubts, but they couldn't make a final decision.

Because His Majesty attaches great importance to Buddhism today, the status of the monk is very high. If the two soldiers guarding the gate offend the real Master Xuanzang, the two of them will really be unable to bear it.

Just when the two were hesitating, Xuanzang in front of him couldn't bear it any longer, he felt a sudden blackness in front of his eyes, his body suddenly fell forward, and he fell directly on the ground.

Seeing this, the two soldiers immediately stepped forward, helped Xuanzang up, and went to a corner to rest.

At the same time, the officers guarding the city saw this scene and immediately stepped forward to inquire.

"What's going on? Who is this monk?" The officer frowned and asked in a deep voice.

Seeing this, the two sergeants got up immediately and hurriedly said: "This monk claims to be Master Xuanzang, but he passed out before he was verified."

"Yes, boss, we didn't do it." Another sergeant also hurriedly said.

Hearing this, the officer frowned, and immediately stepped forward to check Xuanzang's condition, and found that Xuanzang was only in a coma and his life was not in danger, so he said to the two soldiers: "Hurry up, send him to the city!"

"When he wakes up, it's okay if it's not Master Xuanzang. If it's true, if he doesn't take good care of him, he will definitely let other people in the court know. This is a good opportunity to curry favor with His Majesty!"

"Do you understand what I mean?"

After hearing what the officer said, how could the two sergeants not understand what it meant.

The two immediately lifted Xuanzang up and hurriedly entered the town.

In Chang'an City, in an inconspicuous corner, a person in gorgeous clothes has been watching this scene carefully.

When the two sergeants lifted Xuanzang and trotted all the way into the city, the gorgeously dressed man flashed and disappeared into the passage beside him.

Chang'an City was bustling with crowds and traffic.

Two sergeants carried Xuanzang into a guest house. This guest house often accommodates some unidentified refugees. The environment is not good, it can be said to be a mess.

But because of the relationship with the government, there is no shortage of business here.

Anyone who is sent in will be compensated by the government, which can be regarded as a small strategy of His Majesty today to benefit the people.

After the two sergeants carried Xuanzang in, they immediately shouted: "The shopkeeper! The shopkeeper!"

Then, from the guest house, a thin middle-aged man ran out immediately, saw two sergeants carrying a monk, and immediately stepped forward.

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(End of this chapter)