Fantasy: My Tang Monk played Journey to the West badly and shocked the Three Realms

This splendid cassock was originally specially made by the old Buddha of the West for his disciple Jin Chanzi.

It can be said to be the first treasure of Buddhism!

Although Guanshiyin Bodhisattva secretly took away some of the above treasures, it does not affect the function of this cassock.

Putting on this cassock, no matter what kind of situation Tang Seng encounters, he will not fall into despair.

It is inlaid with the seven treasures of Buddhism. These treasures are treasures of merit and virtue. Even if they are taken out in the heavens, they will cause a sensation.

Let alone in this small Guanyin Temple.

Immediately, the entire abbot's meditation hall was covered by the precious light of the brocade cassock, and there were seven Buddhas chanting scriptures in the precious light.

All people are bathed in the light of Buddha and entered the mysterious world.

Tang Seng immediately chanted the mantra, took away the precious light of the brocade cassock, and shouted to Monkey King: "Nonsense!"

Then let Monkey King put it away.

The old monk suddenly thumped, knelt down in front of Tang Seng, and burst into tears, not caring about his own image at all.

"The sudden appearance of such a treasure makes the disciple feel very undestined!

I have practiced hard for 270 years, wow, I have met a baby but have no fate. "

Tang Seng sneered in his heart, and said in his heart: Sure enough, it's here.

This old monk has lived to be 270 years old, and he hasn't even got rid of his greed. What kind of Buddha and scriptures are he still practicing!

Even if he practiced for another 1000 years, he would still be in the same stinky body.

Although Tang Seng thought so in his heart, he just asked suspiciously: "Old master, why is this? Didn't I let you all see it?"

The head of the old home said Ai Ai Qiqi: "I have lived such a long time, my eyes are already dim, and I have no way to look at this cassock carefully.

I have been wanting to cultivate Arhat Zhenguo for so many years, but I am just a little bit short of enlightenment. I hope the holy monk will be merciful and let me watch carefully and comprehend tonight.

The old monk would be very grateful if he could prove the true fruit of Arhat. "

"Oh, the old master is like this. If you have anything to say, you don't have to wait and see.

It seems that we are very divided. Didn’t the old master just say that the monks in the world belong to one family.

This brocade cassock was given to me by Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, and I was asked to wear it when I went to the Western Paradise to learn Buddhist scriptures.

If not, so what if I give it to you.

I was just afraid that Guanyin Bodhisattva would be unhappy after giving it to the old courtyard master.

How about this, I will rest here for two days, and the old master can take it to study slowly, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry. "

As he spoke, he handed the bundle of brocade cassocks to the old monk.

The old monk held the bundle wrapped in the colorful cassock in his hand, and ran out happily, completely without his old-fashioned appearance.

His eyes are not blurred, his hunchback is gone, and his long-standing cold legs have been healed, so he can walk with a whistling breeze.

The monastery supervisor Guangmou respectfully led Tang Monk and his disciples into an independent small courtyard.

The three rooms in this small courtyard are completely independent from other places and are very stable.

It was getting late, and Monkey King asked Tang Seng while packing the bed for Tang Seng.

"Master, I think his old monk is too greedy. He took our brocade cassock, wouldn't he not give it to us?"

Tang Seng glared at him and said: "It's not all your fault, if you can't find it, I'll only ask you.

The lights here are too dim. I remember that the old dragon king of Xihai gave us seven night pearls and hung them on the roof. "

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth when he heard this, and finally knew that this master was difficult to serve.

The monks in the entire Guanyin Temple are fascinated by wealth. You are so good, you even use the night pearl as a candle.

Isn't this purely hateful?
There are two to three hundred monks in this Guanyin Temple, and the wealth is touching, so it's no wonder that nothing happens.

As night fell, Tang Seng pretended to pick up a few books and read them slowly.

Monkey King's attendant stood beside him, holding a golden cudgel in his hand, engrossed.

A monk knocked on the door lightly, and Monkey King opened the door with a stick in his hand.

The monk held a teapot in one hand and a plate in the other, with two glass cups on it.

"Holy monk, you are still studying scriptures, I brought you tea."

"Oh, thank you."

Tang Seng took a pearl from the treasure house and handed it to the monk: "I gave it to you, buy a good dress to wear."

"Thank you, holy monk." The monk respectfully took the pearl with both hands, and stepped back out of the room.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he turned around and ran, reporting to his master.

His master is an apprentice of the old master, named Guangzhi.

Guang Zhisheng is a very powerful monk with big arms and round waist, like a king kong.

"Fa'e, what are those two Tang Dynasty monks doing now?"

"Returning to Master, the holy monk of the Tang Dynasty was studying scriptures, and his Lei Gong apprentice was protecting him with an iron rod.

Master, the monks from the Tang Dynasty are really rich, and there are countless treasures.

When I went in, there were many luminous pearls hanging on the roof, which illuminated the room brightly and brightly.

And I just brought him a pot of tea, and he just gave me such a big bead. "

The monk named Fa'e opened his hand, revealing the pearl in his hand, the pearl was as big as an egg, and it was made of colorful glass.

Immediately, a monk who knows the goods said: "This is Nanzhu. It is said that there is a special kind of people named Yuren on the South China Sea.
It is recorded in a book called "Natural History" in the Eastern Tang Dynasty that the tears shed by this kind of shark are Nanzhu.

This kind of Nanzhu is a rare treasure. The Pearl of the Sea and the Moon Pearl have tears, that is to say, Nanzhu.

Wearing this kind of pearl on the body is said to be able to cure all diseases and prevent all evils from invading. It is easy to live to the age of the old homeowner. "

Great Monk Guangzhi's eyes suddenly shrank, this monk from Tang Dynasty is so rich!

Not only are there precious cassocks, but even the casually tipped things are so precious.

"Fae, you didn't lie, did you?"

"Master, how dare I lie, why don't we go and have a look quietly."

Guangzhi led a group of monks to the place where Tang Seng lived quietly. They secretly moved a ladder and climbed up the wall.

Sure enough, the room was full of jewels, and the inside of the house illuminated by a circle of night pearls was like daytime.

Guangzhi retreated quietly from the ladder, then waved his hand, and those who led him retreated quietly.

"Brothers, we have made a fortune, and we live comfortably with that old monk.
But compared to this big monk from the east, we used to be like a beggar.

Brothers, let's do them secretly, take their money, how about we have a good time? "

A monk said: "Brother, this is not acceptable, our old master's fairy friend is very vicious.

If we are angry and kill the great monk from Dongtu, we will only die.

I see that the old master is very interested in the gorgeous cassock of the monk from the Tang Dynasty, so we might as well discuss it with Lao Yuanyuan.

As long as the old courtyard nods and agrees, after we do something, let the old courtyard owner take the blame, and we can be at ease. "

Guangzhi patted a monk on the shoulder: "You are so right, the old monk is more greedy than us,
You are a talent, a talent!After the matter is done, your benefits are indispensable.

Let's go, let's find the old homeowner! "

Guangzhi led a group of people towards the Abbot Zen Hall where the old master lived.

As soon as he walked into the abbot's courtyard, he heard the old monk's cry.

In the meditation hall of the old monk, several great monks were softly comforting the crying old master.

Guangzhi opened the door and walked in, clasped his palms together and saluted, then said to the old headmaster: "Master, who made you unhappy?

You tell a certain family, I will definitely make him doubt life, dare to bully my master, they are good-looking! "

The old monk glanced at Guangzhi, sighed and said: "No one bullies me, I just sigh that my life is not good.

How come I was born in this remote place, that monk Tang is just a traveling monk who must leave his hometown,
But he was favored by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and there was such a treasure at a young age.

My life is so miserable. If I were to wear this cassock and recite Buddhist scriptures in the meditation hall every day, I would die and I would not be in vain. "

The monks around kept trying to persuade the old monk: "Why cry? If you are willing to wear it, we will leave him in the monastery.
You can wear it whenever you want. "

The old monk said: "He is a traveling monk, how could he live in our monastery for a long time,

What's more, he will go to Daleiyin Temple to learn Buddhist scriptures, and he won't be staying for long, and he will have to give it to others when the time comes. "

Guangzhi said: "Master, what's so difficult about this, isn't it just two traveling monks,

When they were asleep, I took these people, opened the door secretly, hacked them to death one by one, and everything was fine. "