Martial Arts Crossover: Infiltrating a Girls' Chat Group at the Start

Of course, he didn't intend to teach Tang Sanzang the complete body of Buddhism, since even if he did, Tang Sanzang wouldn't be able to learn it. He only taught him the Buddhist aspects.

Upon hearing the name, Sun Wukong exclaimed in surprise, "The Golden Bell Shield of Ten Thousand Buddhas, what a prestigious name!"

Neither Lin Zhu nor Tang Seng paid him any attention.

With a flick of his finger, a golden light shot out from Lin Zhu's finger and struck Tang Sanzang on the forehead.

A massive amount of information suddenly flooded into Tang Sanzang's mind.

Before long, he comprehended the so-called Ten Thousand Buddhas Golden Bell Cover by virtue of his extraordinary talent and understanding of Buddhist teachings.

His physical condition was already quite good, so he didn't need any external training to strengthen his body.

As he rode on horseback, he visualized the image of the golden bell in his mind.

The Golden Bell Shield of Ten Thousand Buddhas has thirty-six gates, and the main focus is on visualization.

From the first to the tenth level, visualize a golden bell vibrating throughout your body, causing your skin, flesh, bones, and blood to tremble and gather the power of qi and blood.

From the eleventh to the twentieth level, one must integrate one's own Buddhist teachings into the Golden Bell, transforming the power of one's blood and qi into Buddhist light, and releasing the Golden Bell Shield. The more runes manifested on the Golden Bell Shield, the stronger its defensive power.

From the 21st to the 30th level, runes are engraved on the body, forging an indestructible body and achieving great magical power.

The thirty-first challenge: Visualize yourself and attain Buddhahood through your own body.

From the thirty-second to the thirty-sixth level, one inscribes one's own Buddha image on the golden bell. Inscribing one image represents the thirty-second level, and so on, up to ten, a hundred, a thousand, and ten thousand images.

Only in this way can it be called the Golden Bell Shield of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

This was Tang Sanzang's first encounter with martial arts. He felt it wasn't difficult and began to visualize the Golden Bell Cover while on horseback.

Then my whole body trembled, and my blood and qi surged.

The white horse beneath him shivered, unable to keep its balance due to the tremors of Tang Sanzang's body.

Tang Sanzang's first enlightenment was thus interrupted.

Lin Zhu reminded him, "There's no need to rush. Let's get going first, and we can cultivate later tonight."

Tang Sanzang opened his eyes and replied, "Yes, True Lord."

Sun Wukong said, "Your talent as a monk is not bad."

It's actually quite good, but compared to Sun Wukong, it's truly incomparable.

Sun Wukong turned to Lin Zhu and said, "Brother Lin, your Ten Thousand Buddha Golden Bell Shield is really powerful. I just wonder what it looks like when you use it."

He felt a bit itchy to try it himself and wanted to ask Lin Zhu for some pointers.

Lin Zhu smiled and said, "We can have a friendly spar sometime."

The two people and the monkey traveled westward and soon arrived at Eagle's Sorrow Gorge.

A dragon's roar resounded, and it charged straight towards Tang Sanzang.

Sun Wukong, carrying his luggage, didn't react in time.

The white horse beneath Tang Sanzang was so frightened by the dragon's might that its legs went weak and it fell to the ground.

Lin Zhu grabbed Tang Seng and pulled him away.

The white horse was swallowed whole by the white dragon.

"Ao Lie, are you out of your mind?" Lin Zhu shouted into the air.

After circling once in the sky, the white dragon transformed into human form and looked at Lin Zhu curiously, asking, "What are you doing here?"

Sun Wukong dropped his luggage and shouted, "You damned dragon, eat my white horse, eat my old Sun's staff!" He held his golden cudgel and swung it down at Ao Lie's head.

Ao Lie was startled and drew his sword, taking the blow from Sun Wukong's staff head-on.

The golden cudgel possessed immense power, and Ao Lie was smashed into Eagle's Sorrow Gorge with a single blow.

Sun Wukong was dumbfounded at the sight. His golden cudgel grew larger and larger as he thrust it toward Eagle's Sorrow Stream, shouting, "Get out here, you old Sun!"

He kept stirring the water, causing the bottom of Eagle Sorrow Gorge to shake violently, and even the space around it seemed to move along with it.

Ao Lie was also staggering, and immediately transformed into a dragon and flew out. "You demon monkey, you have gone too far in bullying dragons." He opened his mouth and spewed out a golden wind. Wherever the wind passed, not only did sand and stones fly, but it was also accompanied by highly penetrating platinum needles.

Sun Wukong wielded his golden cudgel with such skill that water could not get through, deflecting the platinum needles before closing in.

Lin Zhu shouted, "Stop it, all of you!"

With a burst of power, the Ren and Gui water forces condensed and transformed into even larger hands, one of which captured the dragon, leaving Ao Lie unable to resist.

With his other hand, he caught the golden cudgel, temporarily stopping Sun Wukong's attack.

Then, with a forceful tug, he pulled Ao Lie off the ground.

Sun Wukong forcefully broke free of the golden cudgel and was about to attack again.

Lin Zhu opened his mouth and roared, and the golden sound waves condensed into a shape that was neither ape nor lion nor tiger.

Sun Wukong struck the sound wave with his staff, causing the golden cudgel to vibrate violently. His hands were also slightly numb from the vibration, and he was then knocked back.

"I said, stop."

Lin Zhu shouted loudly, startling Sun Wukong who was in the air.

At the same time, it also knocked Ao Lie unconscious.

As for Tang Sanzang, needless to say, he had already gloriously fallen to the ground.

In the air, Sun Wukong swooped down and said to Lin Zhu with a fawning smile, "Brother Lin, I haven't made a move in a long time, and I couldn't help myself for a moment. Do you know this little white dragon?"

Lin Zhu said irritably, "This is the third prince of the West Sea Dragon King, one of the pilgrims, and your master's mount."

When the little white dragon slowly woke up, it heard this sentence and quickly got up and said, "I am not a mount."

He's a true dragon, why would he want to become a mount?

Even if it's a mount, it has to be the mount of the Dao Lord.

For example, the Nine-Dragon Incense Chariot of the Primordial Celestial Venerable is pulled by nine dragons, which are also legitimate dragons.

Hearing the commotion, Tang Sanzang slowly woke up, saying, "The white horse, my white horse."

Lin Zhu looked at Ao Lie and said, "Buddhism emphasizes cause and effect. Since you ate Tang Sanzang's white horse, you can only be his horse to ride."

"This is outrageous!" Ao Lie was furious. He was the one who rode people; no one had ever ridden him.

Sun Wukong stepped forward, his face contorted with rage, and said, "Then you'll have to pay for my horse."

Ao Lie said, "I didn't eat it on purpose. I just felt hungry earlier and ate this elder's horse. Now I don't have a horse."

He's also single.

Just as the situation reached a stalemate, Guanyin arrived, followed by Mahasthamaprapta and several others.

Of course, Mahasthamaprapta and the others are in the shadows.

'Is this the bamboo forest? Eating it may grant one the chance to attain the Dao of Chaos.' They looked at the bamboo forest, their hearts filled with a restless desire.

Fortunately, he managed to restrain himself.

“Amitabha! Little White Dragon, what Lin Zhu Zhenjun said is correct. Since you have eaten the pilgrim’s white horse, then transform into a white horse and serve as his mount.”

"Greetings, Bodhisattva." Tang Sanzang still bowed to every Buddha he saw.

Ao Lie also bowed down, "Greetings, Guanyin Bodhisattva."

Sun Wukong stood straight in place, but his eyes were darting around, clearly indicating that he was about to do something naughty.

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"Guanyin Bodhisattva, I, Old Sun, have something to ask you."

Guanyin looked at Sun Wukong, "Wukong, what do you want to ask?"

"Hehe!" Sun Wukong chuckled, then asked, "Isn't there a Buddha named Dingguang Huanxi on Mount Ling?"

Guanyin was taken aback, as were the Mahasthamaprapta and the others in the shadows.

How did Sun Wukong know about Dingguang?

He turned to look at Lin Zhu, and then he understood.

Looking at Tang Sanzang again, he also had a curious expression on his face.

How was she supposed to answer that?

Jin Chanzi naturally knew about the Buddha of Dipankara, but Tang Sanzang did not!

"Amitabha!" Guanyin chanted the Buddha's name, then remained silent for a moment before saying to Sun Wukong, "You don't need to know about this person."

Sun Wukong let out a strange laugh, "I, Old Sun, know." He didn't ask any more questions.

Tang Sanzang felt a chill run down his spine. He wasn't stupid, and he understood the underlying meaning of Guanyin's words: 'Is my Buddhist sect truly a place that harbors filth and depravity?'

My faith wavered slightly.

This caused the speed at which Mount Ling gathers fortune to decrease slightly.

After all, Tang Sanzang was the most crucial figure in the Buddhist journey to the West, and now that something has gone wrong, the impact will naturally be enormous.

However, no one noticed this.

At this moment, Guanyin wanted to finish the process and leave as soon as possible. She didn't want to stay in this place anymore. If the Buddhist sect couldn't succeed, she would just follow Houtu Niangniang's wishes and go through reincarnation again.

She's walking on two legs now, and she's very steady.

"Ao Lie, you are trapped here because you destroyed the Western Sea Spirit Pearl. Now there is a great merit for you to do. What are you still hesitating for?"

Ao Lie was unwilling; he really didn't want to be a mount!

But the situation was beyond his control, and he could only helplessly reply, "Disciple obeys."

Guanyin gave a soft "hmm," then sprinkled sweet dew from the willow branch, transforming Ao Lie into a white dragon horse.

This horse is somewhat similar to the white horse, but it is even more magnificent; you can tell at a glance that it is a fine horse.

Guanyin looked at Tang Sanzang and said, "Tang Sanzang, the journey to the Western Paradise is long. With the White Dragon Horse as your mount, you can have an easier time and obtain the scriptures sooner."

"Thank you, Bodhisattva." Tang Sanzang bowed again, still willing to believe that Guanyin Bodhisattva was good.

Sun Wukong then asked, "Bodhisattva, I, Old Sun, have another question."