[Journey to the West] Fighting the Holy Buddha is very leisurely

Pre-note: Tang Seng was conferred the title of "Zhantan Gongde Buddha" by Tathagata Buddha

Sun Wukong is "fighting and defeating Buddha"

The white dragon horse is the "Eight Dragons Guangli Bodhisattva".

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The Buddhist world is bright all day long, and the night is as white as day. The way to distinguish morning and night there is probably the big bell in the world.When the bell is rung and the sound of Weng Ming spreads to every corner of the Buddhist world, this is the morning when the Buddhist world is full of energy.

This is not just a time teller, it also dutifully reminds every Buddha in the Buddhist world, no matter where you are, immediately roll over to the central Buddhist hall for morning classes!

When the sun rises, start with reciting Buddhist scriptures, bathe in the light of sages and Buddhas, and wash away the dirt and dust.This is morning class.

To put it more simply, everyone gathers together every day, recite the Great Compassion Mantra on the first day, the Six-Syllable Great Brightness Mantra on the second day, the Infinite Life Sutra on the third day, and the Diamond Sutra on the fourth day. Like middle school students go to self-study in the morning, read the text aloud and recite it emotionally.

Some Buddhas conscientiously attend morning classes, and some Buddhas conscientiously skip morning classes.

Dou Shengfo said that labor and management have not had morning classes for many years.

The neatly arranged Buddhas in the central Buddhist hall habitually ignored the two empty seats, one was the Tathagata Buddha seat in the center, and the other was the Dou Sheng Buddha seat in the front row.Originally, the Tathagata's absence was enough, but the unattended Dou Zhan Buddha skipped the morning class to the end the next day after the Tathagata left. The front row of the Buddha seat that was originally full of seats has been empty for so many years, as if Bitten by a dog.

But today is different, there is one more Buddha who skipped class—Zhantan Gongde Buddha.

The Immeasurable Light Buddha who was seated next to him looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh to show his internal injuries, so he could only knock the wooden fish in his hand very quickly, but if he was more careful, he could hear what scriptures he was reciting arts.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking the deep prajna paramita for a long time, sees that the five aggregates are empty, and overcomes all hardships... The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked... The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked... Sariputra, the color is not different from the empty, the empty is not different Form, form is, is emptiness, emptiness is form, and it is also like this. Shariputra, it is the empty appearance of all dharmas, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing..."

The Buddha, Bodhisattva and Arhats gathered in the Buddhist hall, and no one paid attention to what he said.Although Buddhists do not have high or low positions, they have a clear level of enlightenment. Not to mention the Tathagata, even two of the 35 Buddhas do not come to this Buddhist hall, and they can't be blamed.

Dou Zhanfo, who skipped class, was in a daze in the clouds not far from the central Buddhist hall.

After Wukong became an employee in the official establishment of the Buddhist world, he was so idle that he lost his hair every day.There is no need to fight little monsters, no need to fight with all kinds of gods, and the Buddhist world does not allow Internet access. After he has beaten all invincible players in the three worlds of mahjong, he can only rely on the hair on his body to live.

Why am I so idle?

He stared blankly at the distant sky, sighed intermittently, and occasionally raised his hand to disperse the distant clouds.

Zhan Tan Gongde Buddha sat next to him in meditation, disturbed by his sigh, opened his eyes and glanced at him slightly, said: "Wukong, don't be so irritable, you have to learn from me, you Look at how dignified I am..."

Wukong turned his back to him, obviously not wanting to speak.

But once Tang Seng's chattering function started, he couldn't stop. He turned Wukong to face him, and taught him very seriously: "You see, you are so free, why don't you go to morning class? It's just like that when the Tathagata is not here." Laziness, how can this be done? To be a Buddha, you must have self-control, you can’t be so self-willed. Wukong, why don’t you listen to your master? You were so obedient and cute before, but now you have become like this?”

Wukong raised his hand to cover his mouth in a well-trained manner, rubbed his hair with the other hand irritably, and said: "I don't go to the morning class at most because I am too idle, if I go, it will be a brain There's a hole! It's buzzing and buzzing... Besides, didn't you go, Master?"

Tang Seng looked righteous and awe-inspiring: "How can it be the same? I just want to see that you don't get into trouble, and I will influence you by the way. I skipped the morning class with a mission!"

Wukong raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes were a little oppressive, and he looked at him without blinking: "Tell the truth."

"...Such Wukong is not cute at all!" Tang Seng flicked his sleeves angrily, and said angrily, "I don't want to stand in the same Buddhist hall with that unruly guy!"

Wukong looked up to the sky with a long smile, lay back down again, and said: "What am I supposed to be... It turns out that I have lost my temper with the white dragon horse again. It is true, if it is not because of this, my master, who is busy every day, would not have the time to visit me .”

Zhan Tan Gongde Buddha coughed a few times in embarrassment.

Wukong looked at him with his face propped up, and said with a smile: "You said you and old man Bailongma, why are you so angry?"

Tang Seng stopped his meditation posture, glared at him, and said, "It's obvious that you are trying to persuade peace, but why does your tone sound very happy?"

"Ha," Sun Wukong said with a short laugh, "Who told you to show affection all day long, have you been punished?"

Tang Seng: "...huh!"

"This time you don't want to see him, but you want to see him. He's here." Dou Zhanfo raised his lips, looked at the Buddhist hall not far away, and turned his head with a bit of obvious narrowness and a bit of mischief Ask my master, "Do you want to hide?"

"Why should I hide?" Zhantan Gongde Buddha raised his chin, "It's not me who is wrong."

Suddenly, an inconspicuous white light flashed across the entrance of the golden Buddhist hall, and a white horse flew against the wind to Wukong's side, stopped in a circle, and turned into a young man with long white hair reaching the ground, blinding the Buddha's eyes .

"Junior Brother, you are still so coquettish." Wukong rubbed his eyes, as if his eyes were hurt by his reflective hair.

"What about him?"

"I'm hiding it." Wukong looked into his eyes and sighed, "Master skipped morning class today and yelled at me for a long time, what happened to you?"

Bai Longma tugged at his beautiful long hair, frowned and said, "He insists on cutting my hair off."

"As a Bodhisattva, walking around with long hair, what does it look like?" Tang Seng stepped out of the circle, revealing his figure, "What's wrong with following the rules?"

"The Buddha doesn't care, you just worry about it."

Zhan Tan Gongde Buddha began to think dissatisfiedly.

"It's the old rules, who still sticks to it now?" Bai Longma stepped forward and pulled him to his side, saying, "The Tathagata hasn't seen the shadow of Buddha for decades now, besides, if you really don't follow the rules, you and I Wouldn't it be treasonous to be together?"

Tang Seng pouted and stopped talking.

Nowadays, the rules in the Buddhist world are indeed not as many as before. For example, the relationship between Bai Longma and Tang Seng before was not concealed too much.

Bai Longma often used these words to choke Tang Seng's broken thoughts back, and tried repeatedly.Sun Wukong, who was standing aside, touched his nose boredly. Well, it was resolved internally, and there was nothing wrong with him.

"Senior brother, if you are really in a hurry, you might as well go to Taoyuan in the fairyland." When Bai Longma took him away, he dropped a sentence, "I just came back from there, the peach trees are in bloom, and it's okay for senior brother to help. good."

When Wukong, who was too idle to panic, heard this sentence, his eyes glowed green.

Tang Seng, who was far away, was a little worried, poked the white dragon horse's waist, and asked: "Wukong can fight, but watering and fertilizing, what's the use of asking him to go?"

"There are so many things going on in the fairy world, where is Taoyuan the only one? Senior brother won't be here for a while." Bai Longma's eyes shot out a few gleams, and he looked at Tang Seng with a bit of playfulness, "During this time, how about you?" Make trouble for no reason, let's see who you go to when you run away from home."

Tang Seng refused: "I can go to Wujing! I can also go to Bajie!"

Bai Longma said with a smile: "Do you think the two of them have time to worry about you?"

Tang Seng: "...these few who have become Buddhas will not respect their teachers! Hmph!!!"

When Dou defeated Buddha a few somersaults and turned to the fairyland, he immediately went to Taoyuan cheerfully.Apart from Tiangong and Yaochi, the only place he is familiar with in the fairy world is Taoyuan.After all, he also worked as a messenger here, and although the ending was not very happy, he still had some feelings.

Dou Zhanfo stood unrestrainedly at the gate of Taoyuan, but the old man who guarded the garden knelt down for him as soon as he saw him.

"Great Sage woo woo woo..." The old man with white beard cried out of breath, "The peach tree has just bloomed, it really has no fruit, really..."

Wukong rubbed his brows and said, "I didn't intend to take your fruits."

"I will definitely pay you back the money you lost playing mahjong as soon as possible..."

"Leave that little money for your own retirement." Wukong pulled up the old man guarding the garden, and stared at him with bright eyes, "Do you need a helper?"

The old man guarding the garden sniffed and said with a mournful face, "...yes...yes."

So, Dou Zhanfo happily carried the hoe and prepared to dig the soil, and a young little peach fairy followed him tremblingly.

Wukong asked him, "What are we going to do now?"

The beautiful Xiao Taoxian swallowed her saliva and began to explain: "First of all, don't use a hoe, first... ah! Great Sage, don't!"

In fact, Dou Zhanfo didn't know anything about gardening. He didn't even listen to Xiao Taoxian's explanation, and swung his hoe straight towards the trunk of the peach tree.

As a result, Taoshu directly transformed into a human form in order to take refuge, and in front of Dou Victory Buddha, Xiao Taoxian and Taoshuxian huddled together and looked at him in fear.

Wukong touched his chin, looked at the two little fairies in front of him, stretched out a hand and tapped the peach tree fairy's forehead, and praised: "Oh, I haven't been here for many years, the peach trees in the Taoyuan can be transformed into human forms, This place has a nice vibe…”

It's just that the little peach tree's foundation was unstable when it transformed into a fairy, and it probably won't last long in its human form.

"Great Sage...don't hurt Peach Tree..." Little Peach Fairy spoke with a trembling voice, but still tried her best to stop Peach Tree Fairy, "Peach Tree just transformed into form not long ago, so it won't be able to withstand beating..."

Wukong stared at the two little fairies who were pushing each other, and felt that there was a pink heart floating between them.

Why is there always someone in this world showing affection! !The Buddhist world is, and so is the fairy world! ! !Up to Master and down to Xiaoxian! !

Madan!Don't you just bully him for so many years and just be alone? !Wukong threw the hoe angrily.

Monkey King left angrily, leaving the two little fairies still sitting there holding each other's shivering body.

Cherish life and stay away from the Great Sage.But when the two of them had just finished complaining, the Peach Tree Immortal, who stood up, exclaimed in surprise: "I can maintain my figure without turning back into a peach tree! I have much more spiritual power!!"

The two little fairies happily hugged each other, Xiao Taoxian didn't forget to ask, "What's going on?"

"Probably the Great Sage." Tao Shuxian touched his forehead, there seemed to be a trace of residual heat there, and he felt grateful immediately, "After all, he is a person who has become a Buddha, so he can save all living beings."

Pursuing sentient beings and being misunderstood, Dou Zhanfo dragged a broken heart to find the Supreme Lord.The Taishang Laojun, who is known as the Chicken Soup for the Soul of Heaven, is his last hope.

In front of Laojun's mansion, two boys bowed to him respectfully and told him politely: "Laojun is not here."

"Where did it go?"

The two boys shook their heads in unison: "I don't know."

Dou Zhanfo had no choice but to sulk on the steps in front of the door with his face propped up.

The two boys were also old acquaintances of him, and they were not afraid when they saw him sitting there, instead they boldly asked him: "The great sage, has something bothered you lately?"

Dou Zhanfo held his chin and sighed heavily.

"Lao Jun recently made a pot of Qingxin Dan, how about I give some to the Great Sage?" The boy had never seen such a depressed Monkey King in so many years, and there was a little sympathy in his eyes, "Maybe it will be useful to you."

"Aren't you afraid that your old gentleman will know?"

"As long as it is taken by the great sage, Laojun won't say anything." The boy waved his hand, and a small blue jar appeared in his palm. He handed him the elixir and said with a smile, "Qingxin elixir It's not a rare pill, the Great Sage doesn't need to worry about it."

Sun Wukong took the jar and poured out the light blue elixir inside to eat as jelly beans. It tasted like mint and tasted good, but it was useless.The depression in his heart rushed from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head.

It had nothing to do with those two fairies, he was just depressed.

Because Mao's family is in pairs, the worst thing is that there is a Taoist or Buddhist friend who talks about life ideals every day from poetry and songs. He is so pitiful that neither the master nor the younger brother loves him.Now, even Laojun is gone.

The two boys led him into the Laojun's mansion, carefully stared at the fire under the stove, looked at the distorted face of Dou Victory Buddha, seemed to remember something, turned their heads and asked him: "Great Sage, can I ask you something?"

Wukong glanced at him and said, "Say it."

The boy didn't shy away from it, and asked, "Was the Buddha of the Western Heaven Tathagata absent for many years?"

Wukong nodded. It's not a secret. Tathagata has been away from home for hundreds of years for unknown reasons.But without him, the Buddhist world would still go on as usual, and nothing major happened.

The boy hesitated for a while, but he continued to ask: "Did something happen in the Buddhist world?"

"Why do you ask that?" Sun Wukong frowned. Although he didn't care about a lot of things, he had lived there for many years and he knew things like whether the Buddhist world was peaceful or not. Why is this boy asking this if he has nothing to do?

"The old gentleman seems to be looking for the Buddha, and I don't know why." The boy shrank back and suddenly exclaimed, "Great Sage, what are you...Great Sage!! Great Sage!!"

Sitting on the soft cushion, Dou Shengfo, who was in full swing at the beginning, suddenly closed his dark golden eyes, and his body was crooked and slowly fell to the side, but the screaming boy really did it. Nothing happens.

That's fighting against the Buddha, the omnipotent fighting against the Buddha, going to heaven, going to the earth, murdering people, stealing goods, and fighting against the Buddha. When has there ever been a time when it seemed so vulnerable?

Is that bottle of Qingxin Pill expired?