Plane Copy Master

Although he is young, he pretends to be very mature, which makes people laugh.

Wu Yan smiled, and didn't waste any more time, and asked the little monk, "Little master, let me ask you, do you know that there are some people in this world who have magical martial arts and can fly over walls?".

Coming to the plane of ancient China, there are no more than two kinds of supernatural powers, martial arts and cultivating immortals.

Therefore, Wu Yan wants to find out what kind of pattern the force value of this plane is.

"Martial arts of flying over eaves and walls? Yes, I have seen people flying over eaves and walls before." He looked at Wu Yan strangely, apparently feeling a little strange about his question, but the little monk still nodded and replied.

"Oh? Is there any warrior in this plane?" Hearing this answer, Wu Yan nodded inwardly.

Immediately, he asked the little monk again: "Then, let me ask you again, is there a person who cultivates immortals in this world? He can call wind and rain."

"Well, I don't know. Anyway, if we Buddhist disciples cultivate well, we will definitely be able to go to the west to see the Buddha in the future." Regarding Wu Yan's words, the little monk shook his head and said, this question is somewhat difficult to answer.

"Well, it seems that this is a plane with a low force value? There are only warriors, but no one who cultivates immortals?" After receiving the answer from the little monk, Wu Yan also has a certain level of force value for this plane. Roughly guessed.

Of course, this is just a bit of speculation, and Wu Yan also knows that this young monk is only seven or eight years old, and has never seen anything in the world.

Maybe there really are immortal cultivators in this world, but he has never seen them before, and there is such a possibility.

"My benefactor, do you have any questions?" Seeing that Wu Yan hadn't spoken for a long time, the little monk asked Wu Yan.

"Oh, there is no problem, thank you little master," Wu Yan shook his head, with a warm smile on his face, shaking his head and said.

"Gululu...", the little monk was obviously very hungry. At this moment, his stomach made a sound of protest.

The little monk looked a little embarrassed, and bowed to Wu Yan with his palms together, and was about to turn around and ask others for alms.

"Wait, little master, I really don't have any change, but I'm going to eat, why don't we go together? I invited you to dinner as a beggar." Looking at the appearance of the little monk continuing to beg for alms with an empty stomach, Wu Yan was silent for a moment, then called out.

"Well, thank you benefactor, benefactor, you are also a good person, and you will definitely be blessed by the Buddha in the future." Hearing that Wu Yan wanted to invite him to dinner, the little monk thought for a moment and thanked Wu Yan.

If others praised him as a good person, Wu Yan would definitely correct him, but what this little monk said made Wu Yan smile.

For some reason, Wu Yan felt very fond of this polite and sensible little monk.

When he came to a restaurant in the small town, the little monk only ordered a bowl of plain noodles.

"Xiaoer, also bring us two bowls of plain noodles, and another dish of green vegetables and tofu," Wu Yan also said as the noodles were served, seeing how the little monk was eating deliciously.

In front of this little monk, Wu Yan didn't mean to be big fish and big meat.

"Okay, guest officers, you will be later." Hearing Wu Yan's words, the waiter in the shop didn't dislike Wu Yan and the others for eating plainly, so he nodded and told the kitchen to go.

But after a while, the vegetarian noodles and vegetables that Wu Yan and the others had ordered came over.

Wu Yan looked at the little monk eating noodles, gobbling it up, and a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

However, the little monk didn't finish his bowl of plain noodles. After eating about half a bowl, he took out a somewhat worn-out bowl from his arms, and poured the remaining half bowl of plain noodles into the bowl.

"Little master, are you full? Are you going to keep the remaining half bowl for the next meal?" Seeing that the little monk stopped eating after only eating half a bowl, Wu Yan asked in surprise.

Although he is only seven or eight years old, he can't finish a bowl of plain noodles, right?

"Thank you, benefactor, I'm full. I'm going to take this half bowl of plain noodles back to my master. Maybe the old man, the master, has not met fate." He clasped his hands together and thanked Wu Yan. He got off the stool, and left the restaurant with half a bowl of plain noodles in his arms.

Wu Yan stopped eating noodles, looked at the figure of the little monk, and walked out of the restaurant slowly, feeling countless emotions welling up in his heart.

"What a sensible little monk," Wu Yan said in amazement when he saw the figure of the little monk leaving.

Such a young child, but already so sensible, got a bowl of plain noodles by himself, and was obviously very hungry, but still left half a bowl for the master to send over?

Moreover, after eating this meal, he still hasn't settled for the next meal, but when faced with a piece of silver, or even a piece of gold, can he control his heart?This made Wu Yan even more admired.

At a young age, you can do things that many adults find it difficult to do, right?

"Wait, little master..." For some reason, Wu Yan suddenly yelled loudly when he saw the figure of the little monk going away.

"Huh?" Hearing Wu Yan's shout, the little monk who had already walked out of the restaurant turned around to look at Wu Yan.

"Little master, meeting is a fate. My name is Wu Yan. What is the name of the little master?" Looking at the little monk, Wu Yan asked.

Chapter 598: Jiang Liuer (Part 7)

The little monk stood at the door of the restaurant, looking back at Wu Yan.

Hearing Wu Yan ask about his name, the little monk clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and said, "Benefactor Wu Yan, hello, I don't have a dharma name yet, Master always calls me Jiang Liuer."

After leaving his name, the little monk turned and left.

However, upon hearing the little monk's answer, Wu Yan's body shook slightly, with a look of surprise on his face.

Jiang Liuer?How could Wu Yan not know the meaning of this name?Remember this is the name of Tang Sanzang in Journey to the West?

Could it be?The identity of the little monk just now is Tang Sanzang?

"Have I come to the plane of Journey to the West? Or is it the name of the little monk, just the same name?" Wu Yan's mind became solemn secretly, and he muttered to himself.

If it's a simple coincidence, it's fine, but if it's the Journey to the West plane, the force value of this plane is self-evident, a mythical world where immortals walk everywhere.

"What's the matter? Brother, is there something wrong with that little monk?" Xiaomeng's thoughts were all on Wu Yan, and of course she felt Wu Yan's change, and asked in a low voice.

Xiaomeng's identity is a zombie, and her memory is only the memory of the recent days after she became a zombie. She has no memory before the end of the world. Therefore, whether it is One Piece, Journey to the West, or other Xiaomeng doesn't know anything about it.

Let alone Jiang Liu'er's name, even if she said the name of Monkey King, she didn't know what it meant.

"Well, I think we may have come to a plane with a very high force value." Regarding Xiaomeng's words, Wu Yan nodded slightly and said, his expression became much more dignified.

If it is really the plane of Journey to the West, then the water in this plane is very deep.

The mythical world of the Journey to the West plane is full of gods, and Wu Yan can't help but think of the legend of the new white lady back then.

When I and Bai Suzhen made a big fuss in Jinshan Temple, Guanyin Bodhisattva came to the mortal world. At that time, Wu Yan had seen Guanyin Bodhisattva, and Wu Yan still clearly remembered the crystal points of Guanyin Bodhisattva until now. .

That is also the highest crystal point Wu Yan has seen so far.

Thinking of the dimension of Journey to the West, Wu Yan's heart became much more serious.

However, Journey to the West was once the most popular mythological theme. There were too many movies and TV series about Journey to the West back then. Wu Yan had to figure out which version it was.

"Let's go, let's go for a walk..." After pondering for a while, Wu Yan paid the bill quickly regardless of the unfinished food on the table, then got up and chased after Xiaomeng in the direction where Jiang Liuer left.

If it was the relevant plane of Journey to the West, Wu Yan would have to get in touch with Jiang Liu'er more.

Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, Bai Longma, and other members of the scripture learning team don't know where they are. Now that we have met Tang Sanzang, we naturally have to get in touch with him more.