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Chapter 232 Three invited holy monks

"Where is this Jin Chanzi's compassion?"

The more Manjushri Bodhisattva thought about it, the more illogical it felt. Tang Sanzang, who was reincarnated by Jin Chanzi, had been invited by Guanyin Bodhisattva to come to see him before. He did not let down the name of a holy monk, but why did he ignore the affairs of the king of Wuji Kingdom?

Manjushri Bodhisattva, who was puzzled, looked slightly and threw himself on Yeyou Shen in front of him and asked, "Yeyou Shen, but are you talking nonsense and disturbing the holy monk?"

"Report to the Bodhisattva, how dare the little god? Moreover, after the king of Wuji Kingdom recovered his consciousness, the little god was thrown out of the meditation hall by the Great Sage, and he did not even say a word to the holy monk afterwards."

Ye Youshen said that he had completely left himself clean and had no chance of denying the possibility of disturbing the holy monk, but he threw all the problems to the king of Wuji Kingdom.

"What did the King of Wuji Kingdom say to the Holy Monk? Have you ever asked the King of Wuji Kingdom in the future?" Manjushri Bodhisattva asked without any fluctuation.

"The little god naturally verified it. The king basically told his experience and asked the holy monk for help. After the holy monk asked about his belief, he claimed that he was powerless." Ye You Shen said.

Manjushri Bodhisattva nodded slightly and waved Yeyou back.

Now that things have come to this point, even if the situation is completely beyond the expectations of Manjushri Bodhisattva, it is meaningless to blame the little fairy and god.

The problem now is how to attract the scholars to join the game.

...

On the side of Tang Sanzang, he delayed a lot of effort to understand the situation in Wuji Kingdom, but he didn't have much journey this day. At dusk, he was sleeping on a mountain where you could see Wuji Kingdom's King City.

There was nothing to say all night. When Tang Sanzang and his party set off again the next day, Tang Sanzang also had hesitation in his heart whether to enter this royal city and hand over the pass certificate from Emperor Tang, so as to take the opportunity to see the fake king with his own eyes.

However, in order to avoid trouble, because of the "uneasy" body that was traveling all night was not far from here, Tang Sanzang gave up this idea and immediately planned to bypass the royal city and continue to walk westward.

However, just as Tang Sanzang left this mountain, he found that there were a large number of monks standing neatly in front of him, as if waiting for someone.

"Why is this?"

Tang Sanzang frowned slightly, then turned over and dismounted, and walked forward with his disciples.

As Tang Sanzang was ten steps away from the monks, the many monks suddenly saluted to Tang Sanzang and proclaimed loudly. "Amitabha~ I have seen the holy monk~"

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang also replied to the Buddha's ritual and said, "Amitabha, how good is it, why do you masters gather here in the morning?"

The old monk with a gorgeous monk robe in the lead walked forward with kindness and kindness, and once again respectfully gave a Buddhist ritual to Tang Sanzang, saying.

"Amitabha, we gather here to wait for the holy monk."

"I?" Tang Sanzang asked.

"That's right, Your Majesty learned that the Holy Monk was coming to Wuji Kingdom, but he had not seen the Holy Monk enter the royal city for a long time, so he asked us to come and wait for the Holy Monk to accompany the Holy Monk into the royal city."

The old monk, who showed his high style in every move, said respectfully at this moment.

"Amitabha, I am just a monk who walks on the mountain. Why is the holy grace so favored me? I am afraid that the emperor of your country has missed some rumors, but I am not convenient for this monk who walks on the mountain to enter the royal city, so as not to be rude in front of the emperor. I also asked the master to go back and report this to me."

Tang Sanzang put his palms together and said in a gentle and firm voice.

"The holy monk is too humble. I would like to ask the holy monk to forgive Your Majesty's heart for worshiping Buddha, and how about entering the city with us?" A hurried voice appeared on the old monk's face, and he persuaded in a hurried tone.

In response to this, Tang Sanzang pursed his lips slightly, but did not speak again. Instead, he turned over and walked straight around the hundreds of monks and continued to go west.

However, these monks did not know what orders they had received, and did not disperse, but followed Tang Sanzang tightly.

"Master, why don't I, Lao Sun, go and disperse them." Looking at Tang Sanzang's frowning, the monkey spoke and suggested.

"Forget it, let them do it, I can just wait for the normal journey."

Tang Sanzang sighed slightly, but rejected the monkey's suggestion.

Although the monkey followed him and became a good person, he was ruthless under the golden cudgel. The hundreds of monks were just ordinary people, and they were killed or injured by the monkey. Therefore, it was difficult for Tang Sanzang to let the monkey take action.

However, Tang Sanzang had just walked three miles away, but a bunch of people dressed in officials appeared in front of him as if waiting for something.

Tang Sanzang.

"I have seen the Holy Monk, and I am here to be ordered by the king to invite the Holy Monk into the city."

"I am fine, please forgive me..."

...

Three miles later, thousands of soldiers appeared in front of him blocking the road, shouting in unison.

"I have seen the Holy Monk. We have been ordered by the king to wait here for a long time to protect the Holy Monk into the city."

"Don't go!"

...

Another three miles.

This time, it appeared in front of me, but it looked like a palace carriage.

Tang Sanzang, who was following a large number of monks, officials and soldiers, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a temperament almost the same as the king of Wuji Kingdom that he saw that night, but he felt a little helpless.

"Haha, I've seen the Holy Monk!"

The king of Wuji Kingdom took the initiative to come to Tang Sanzang and said with a smile.

"I received a letter from a monk, saying that I had stayed in the temple with an unparalleled saint monk from the Tang Dynasty. I thought it was exaggerated, but now when I see it, I still think it is like a saint or a Buddha..."

Tang Sanzang was not good at despising the king's power, so he comforted the king's face in public.

After all, I am also a monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and the Heavenly Kingdom. In addition to the influence of Buddhism, my behavior will also affect the reputation of the Tang Dynasty.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang quickly rolled off his saddle and put his palms together. "Amitabha, Your Majesty is too proud."

"It's not just Yu, but Yu, it's not worth it. I can't invite a holy monk who I gave three orders in a row. If I hadn't been here in person, I'd be afraid I would have missed it with the holy monk." The king of Wuji Kingdom said as if he had meant something.

"Missing is also missing, and this is also fate." Tang Sanzang said in a peaceful and quiet tone.

"Yes, this is fate. Now that I can meet the holy monk, it is naturally fate. I also ask the holy monk to follow me into this royal city and talk to the palace? It is also possible to teach me to listen to the Buddha's voice and understand the true meaning." The king of Wuji Kingdom invited him sincerely.

"Your Majesty has been praised. I am a monk who is a traveling monk who doesn't even know two volumes of the scriptures. How can I discuss the scriptures and listen to the Buddha's voice? Please let me let me continue traveling west."

Tang Sanzang had a sincere tone and his eyes were clear and he was telling the truth.
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