Chapter 230 I am a holy monk and a Buddha
As soon as these words were said, they confirmed some of the guesses in Tang Sanzang's mind.
The incarnation of the Bodhisattva's mount is not a monk or a monk, but a Taoist priest.
This undoubtedly illustrates some problems, either to avoid damaging the reputation of Buddhism or to achieve certain goals.
No, no, it should not be said to avoid damaging the reputation of Buddhism. After all, from the perspective of today, a Taoist priest saved the Wuji Kingdom, then left and returned to power to the king. People in the world do not know that the Wuji Kingdom's king had been dropped.
But if the poor monk helps as usual, the result will be reversed!
A Taoist priest used evil magic to replace a virtuous king who loved the people as much as his son, and finally, with the help of a monk, the truth was revealed.
Combined with the Buddhist standpoint of the Bodhisattva mount, the purpose hidden behind it is vaguely visible.
"Your Majesty..." Tang Sanzang's eyes flashed with a hint of wisdom and asked with a smile. "What about now? Your Majesty believes in Buddhism or believe in the Word?"
"I will be incompatible with Taoist priests in this life. If I can return to the world, I will definitely regard Buddhism as the national religion to remember the great kindness of the holy monks." The king of Wuji Kingdom said gritted his teeth.
When Tang Sanzang heard this, his expression nodded without any change and said, "Your Majesty, please come back, I am tired."
"Um?"
The king of Wuji Kingdom was stunned, but he didn't quite understand what Tang Sanzang meant, and said urgently. "Holy monk, but what did I say wrong? Please make it clear."
"If I think of you, Your Majesty can indeed be called a wise king, and I have always admired you, such a king who can share the joys and sorrows with the people. However, I am just a weak monk after all, but it is difficult to have the power to change the heaven of the Black Chicken Kingdom. Please forgive me." Tang Sanzang said with apologetically on his face.
"This...this..."
However, Tang Sanzang did not have another chance to speak to the king of Wuji Kingdom, and directly looked at the monkey.
The monkey who understood Tang Sanzang's meaning immediately blew a gentle breath at the King of Wuji Kingdom, and the King of Wuji Kingdom, who was in the state of soul, struggled weakly and was blown away from the Zen Hall and sent back to Yeyou Shen.
Then, just as the King of Wuji Kingdom who was back to Yeyou Shen had just stood firm and wanted to say something, another strong wind blew, and Yeyou Shen and Wuji Kingdom blew away from the "Imperial Building Baolin Temple" together.
"It's still early, let's keep resting for a while..."
Then, Tang Sanzang blew out the candlelight and rested again as if nothing had happened.
Although the monkey was a little curious about the matter of a mundane king, he saw that Tang Sanzang had no intention and had no intention of exploring it. If he really had such a free time, the monkey might as well think about what kind of fairy grass should be chosen to cook for the master to cook dishes.
However, what Monkey and Ao Yu didn't know was that Tang Sanzang, who seemed to be in a sleep again, muttered to himself thousands of miles away at this moment.
"As the saying goes, I am merciful, and I am really disappointed by this kind of actions!"
After having such questions and answers with the King of Wuji Kingdom, Tang Sanzang had already vaguely guessed the intention of Buddhism, and recalled the "Imperially Built Baolin Temple" that the old monk said was a large number of "Imperially Built Baolin Temple" that existed within the borders of Wuji Kingdom...
"This Bodhisattva mount is really powerful. A Taoist priest pretended to be a king. During the fake period, he built a large number of temples within the Wuji Kingdom to educate creatures. He was really ready for everything. I just waited for the monk to appear and make up the last piece of puzzle for the Wuji Kingdom and do the savior's thing?"
"ridiculous!"
"It's hard to calm down" expression hidden under the mask became extremely disdainful, and he rebuked angrily. "That kind of action is called saving all living beings? Educating a country? Who is this insulting?"
Tang Sanzang was willing to embark on the road to the west, but he never willingly became a puppet with no sense of autonomy in Buddhism. Such behaviors that appear to be like a "savior" but are actually no different from helping evil. Tang Sanzang would definitely not do it.
"Buddhism is like the sea, and I can't calm down..."
"What Wuji Kingdom needs is not the holy monk Sanzang, but the 'unwillingness'!"
Immediately, Tang Sanzang had the idea of letting the "uneasy" return to the west and entering the Wuji Kingdom to calm his heart.
"It's a pity that I don't know if my deity's practice will greatly reduce my merits and fortunes, even without it," said I.
However, even with such a worry in his heart, Tang Sanzang did not hesitate at all.
"If you help the evil, you can also gain merit and luck. If you do this, don't defile my monk's body."
Tang Sanzang thought so, but his face was in a sleepy state, which made Ao Yu, who was always paying attention to Tang Sanzang, couldn't help but be happy.
Although Ao Yu didn't know what good things happened to Tang Sanzang in his sleep, the Holy Monk brother was happy, and Ao Yu couldn't help but feel sweet and joyful.
While "the mind is hard to calm down" is rushing towards the Wuji Kingdom, the Zen Hall where Tang Sanzang, the "Imperially Build Baolin Temple" is peaceful and as usual until dawn.
As the first ray of sunlight appeared in the sky, Tang Sanzang opened his eyes on time, got up to wash, tidy up his appearance, and then stood in the open space outside the meditation hall to move his muscles and bones.
Of course, Tang Sanzang's movement of muscles and bones was not the meaning of practicing boxing seriously in the "Imperial Building of Baolin Temple", but was simply stretched out, slightly integrating some high-end skills such as "dance and youth", "colorful sunshine", "the times are calling" and other high-end skills.
After all, I still feel very tired when I have to ride a horse every day, but it happens to be active in the early morning.
Ao Yu's little girl who was inseparable from her was naturally followed by Tang Sanzang, and followed Tang Sanzang in a concise manner, which seemed extremely cute.
If it were at the beginning, Tang Sanzang would not do such extraordinary actions that were not in line with the image of a holy monk. Unfortunately, as the hazy and mysterious veil of gods and Buddhas in the sky was gradually seen through by Tang Sanzang, some of the differences, Tang Sanzang would no longer be as reserved as before.
Who said that a holy monk cannot stretch his limbs and move his muscles and bones like an ordinary person?
If it hadn't been before, then from now on, there would be something.
After walking on the westward journey for many years, Tang Sanzang often no longer deliberately imitates the posture of a holy monk, but understands that the holy monk is the inner heart, not the superficial behavior.
Suddenly, Tang Sanzang, who was moving his muscles and bones in the morning sun, had a trace of enlightenment in his heart.
The wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart.
Chapter completed!