Overnight, the king of France was pulled by the hair by a monkey and sent directly to Xuanzang.

When the people in the room saw the king of France being thrown to the ground in disheveled clothes, they were so frightened that they hurriedly got up. Xuanzang looked at the monkey with some astonishment.

"Say it. The monkey pointed at Xuanzang and said angrily: "Tell me what you just told me, as it is." ”

Helplessly, the king of France, who shrank into a ball, had to cry and say with a sad face: "The night before yesterday, there was a god who gave a dream to Ben...... To me, he told me that you can't seek the Dharma by seeking the Dharma, because the Buddha didn't pay attention to the people who sought the Dharma, and if he wanted to destroy the Dharma, as long as he changed the name of the country to destroy France, seized the temples, and conscripted all the monks into conscription, then within a day, there would be living Buddhas from the East who would come to his country to destroy the despicable people. This living Buddha came from far away from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and there were several tamed monsters beside him, which were easy to identify. As for whether I can find a way to keep the Living Buddha in the future, it depends on my own ability......"

Hearing this, Xuanzang's brows frowned slightly, and everyone in the room was speechless for a while.

"And then?" said the monkey, raising his leg and kicking.

The king of France shrank two steps in fright, and hurriedly said: "Then, and then I thought, it will not be a loss to try anyway." It's just one day, and after a day, if it doesn't work, change it back. Perhaps this was the Buddha's sincere dream of thanking the people of his country. And then...... Master Xuanzang, you're here......"

Listening to this paragraph, coupled with the king's pitiful appearance, several people in the room laughed at once, and they were even more speechless.

Who would have thought that a simple dream would deceive this bale king. It's not just the westbound team that traps it. It even more involved the subjects of the whole country and tossed together.

Xuanzang's brows gradually relaxed. Just quietly watching the king.

The monkey stretched out his voice and said, "Go on!"

And then ...... Then I thought, since everything has been fulfilled, it means that it is really a Buddha's dream. Master Xuanzang, you also said that what you are asking for is Pudu, to help sentient beings get out of the sea of suffering...... Isn't this so good, doesn't it say in the Buddhist scriptures? To get rid of the sea of suffering is to become a Buddha and to attain bliss, and that is our wish to seek unanimity from top to bottom in France. Case. Then you have to keep Master Xuanzang no matter what. But...... But Master Xuanzang, you refused. ”

"And then and so on, and so on. ”

The king nodded at the monkey, blinked his eyes and said resignedly: "Last night, after leaving the main hall, I immediately fell asleep, thinking that the immortal would not fall asleep again and teach me how to keep Master Xuanzang. As a result, the fairy really came. He told me that this was the Buddha's determination to test my determination to seek the Dharma, and that I must use all kinds of methods. All kinds of means, even the threat of death. So...... So ......"

The king's words were no more. The lower it goes, the lower it gets.

After holding it for a long time, the little white dragon asked softly on the side, "What does that fairy look like?" ”

The monkey interjected: "No need to ask, I have asked, he didn't see anything clearly, he can't check." ”

All of a sudden, the whole room fell silent.

There was a commotion in the distance.

The inner palace was already bustling, as if they had discovered that the king was missing and were searching for him.

In the room where only two candles were lit, Xuanzang sat quietly and watched the king huddled together.

Time passed bit by bit.

......

Lingshan Da Lei Yin Temple.

Inside the hall, there was silence.

All the Buddhas and arhats looked at each other.

For a long time, standing on the three-step platform, the sound led the arhats to slowly come out of the ranks, he saluted Rulai, and then bowed to the king of Jizo, and said loudly: "The poor monk thinks that the puzzle has been broken, and the crossing is close at hand. In this game, it should be Xuanzang's victory. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of admiration around him, but it was also mixed with bursts of boos.

"Definitely!" a voice rang out in the crowd.

Under the attention of everyone, the Dharma Lantern Arhat slowly came out, he also bowed to Rulai, and then to the king of Jizo, and said loudly: "The poor monk thinks that it is the opposite, this game, Xuanzang is defeated!"

"Why?"

"If you want to say that Xuanzang crossed to ask the king of France, it is better to say that the demon monkey crossed to ask the king of France. Without Sun Wukong, with Xuanzang alone, how can it be possible?"

"How do you know that without Sun Wukong, Xuanzang will not be able to cross?" The voice led the arhats to immediately retort: "This deception was seen through by Xuanzang, even if there is no Sun Wukong, Xuanzang has other ways to do Pudu! Besides, how can it not be a force if he borrows strength to fight with strength? Although Xuanzang has no cultivation, he skillfully uses Sun Wukong's power to carry out Pudu, isn't this Pudu?"

Before everyone could react, the Dharma Lantern Arhat asked: "Then how do you know that without Sun Wukong, Xuanzang can still be crossed?"

"This ......"

puffed up his breath, and the magic lamp Arhat said loudly: "Qingming is like an old gentleman, and there is also a day when you are helpless. How many things in this world, even if you see through the crux of the problem, it is not negotiable. Xuanzang has no cultivation, is it possible, can he still enter the dormitory at night to take down the king and ask if he understands? With the help of natural computing power, but the rich can buy a hairpin for five taels of silver and give it to his wife, is it possible that the poor can too? All beings in this world are different!"

The sound caused the Arhats to be stunned for a while.

The Dharma Lantern Arhat shook his sleeves, and then continued: "As Xuanzang said, purifying the beings of the Three Realms cannot be reached by one person. Its top priority is to prove the way to help the world, so that future generations can have the law to follow. According to this theory, if this power is not escorted by a Monkey King by everyone's side, who can borrow it? According to the poor monk's view, even if he crosses the French king, it is only a side-by-side road, and it cannot be called a 'way', let alone a 'way'!"

For a while, the entire hall was silent, and everyone quietly looked at the two people facing each other in the center.

The Dharma Lantern Arhat tilted his head slightly, looking indifferent.

The arhats had already blushed, but they couldn't argue.

Nyorai, the King of Jizo, and even the Buddhas who were higher in rank than the Arhats just watched quietly from the sidelines, and did not say a word.

......

At this time, ask for France.

in the royal palace. Countless holding torches. The guards and servants carrying lanterns were digging three feet into the ground and searching.

The king disappeared in vain. The news that the queen had fainted had already alarmed everyone in the palace. The firelight illuminated every corner, but no one had time to search the courtyard where Xuanzang and his party were located.

In the room, Xuanzang sat quietly on the couch.

The king was already cowered to the ground, almost kneeling. From time to time, the gaze glanced at the monkey.

There was a sound of footsteps, and another burst of firelight illuminated the window lattice, but in the blink of an eye it was gone.

The king was looking apprehensively.

At this moment, he very, very much hoped that someone would find out that he was here and rush to save him.

Can. Even if all the soldiers and horses of the entire palace were dispatched, would they really be able to deal with the monkeys?

He didn't know.

Right now, for him, it's almost a dead end.

On the other side, Xuanzang looked at the king quietly, his face was as usual, but his mind was like a mess.

He made a great wish to go west to preach, in order to purify all sentient beings. Those who do not want to ask him for the Dharma must cross, and those who are willing to ask him for the Fa. More to cross.

In front of him, there is a king who wants to seek his law. However, this method was chosen to create such an impasse...... This was something he never thought of.

How should he save a creature who wants to seek the Dharma but is denied access to it, or even drifts away?

Wait, maybe......

After a long time, Xuanzang smiled faintly and opened his mouth to say, "Your Majesty wants to keep the poor monk, why?"

The king trembled slightly and replied, "Because, because Master Xuanzang, you are a living Buddha. ”

"And then?"

"You can cross me. ”

"What if not?"

"This ......," the king was a little flustered at once, and could not answer.

Sighing lightly, Xuanzang said softly: "Your Majesty wants to become a great avenue?"

"Yes. ”

"Then why can't you do it before you meet the poor monk?"

Blinking his eyes, the king said helplessly: "Don't hide it from Master Xuanzang, the qualifications of contemptible people are dull, and they can't understand the Buddhist scriptures." So...... That's why I hope to keep Master Xuanzang no matter what. ”

With that, the king closed his eyes deeply.

After being silent for a long time, Xuanzang said softly: "Then, is it okay for the poor monk to help His Majesty become a great road now?"

"Really?" the king raised his head and looked at Xuanzang with a blank eye.

"Really. Xuanzang nodded slightly, and then said: "However, Your Majesty has to listen to Xuanzang tell a story first." ”

"What...... No, as many stories as you want, as long as you can make a great way, Master Xuanzang, how many stories do you want to tell, talk about a year, say ten years, and people are willing to listen to it!"

"That's good. Xuanzang smiled faintly, shook his sleeves, and slowly got up.

This is a story told to the poor monk by the poor monk's master when he was a child. He walked to the window step by step, looked at the fire moving back and forth outside the window, and said softly: "Once upon a time, there was a temple, and there was a Bodhi son in the temple, and the abbots passed it down from generation to generation. When each generation of abbots sat down, they would hold this bodhi seed and say to the next abbot: 'As long as you irrigate every day, the day the Bodhi tree grows will be the time to become a Buddha.' ’”

"So, almost every abbot will plant it in the courtyard and irrigate it every day. However, it never germinated. In the end, it was just a matter of being dug up again before the death of each abbot and given to the next abbot. ”

Gradually, the abbots stopped believing in the last words, and they only regarded the bodhi as a token. No one irrigated it anymore, not even a chance to plant it in the soil. Although, the last words are still passed down. ”

"And then, it's not even a token. It was treated as an ordinary item and given to ordinary disciples. Because, apart from the fact that it does not break, it is no different from other bodhi seeds. ”

Finally, one day, the bodhi seed was delivered to a little novice. This little novice has mediocre qualifications, not only is he not outstanding among the brothers in that discipline, but even worse, everyone thinks he is a little stupid. Others can memorize the sutras by reading them ten times, but they have to read them a hundred times. ”

However, just because he is such a novice, he does not have as many strange ideas as his brothers, and he doesn't even know how to question or be lazy. Everything in the daily life is done according to the scriptures. For this Bodhi, he naturally irrigated it every day according to the master's instructions. ”

Speaking of this, Xuanzang smiled slightly and said: "Finally, a miracle happened, after irrigating for seven hundred and forty-nine years, this Bodhi seed not only sprouted, but also grew into a big tree overnight. The original little novice, naturally, was also like a legend, and ascended to the Buddha's throne. ”

At this point, the king was already so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, and he blinked his eyes and asked, "What does Master Xuanzang mean...... You have that kind of bodhi. ”

Xuanzang slowly shook his head, looked back and said: "That Bodhi seed is actually a coincidence and a gift from the Buddha. It's not that it can't germinate, but it has to be irrigated by a man's hand for 7749 years without interruption. Unfortunately, it was only because the Buddha did not tell them this number of years at the beginning, so it took hundreds of years for it to get a chance to sprout. The poor monk told this story to His Majesty to tell His Majesty: 'The wise man is enlightened, and the fool is believed.' ’”

Bowing his head, the king kept silently reciting: "The wise man understands, and the fool believes." The wise man enlightens, and the fool believes......"

Bowing down, Xuanzang stretched out his hand and gently touched the king's cheek: "Since you can't understand it, then believe in it and do the right thing to the end." As long as Your Majesty believes in a correct way, then one day, you will be able to become a great way. ”

"That'...... That ......"

"The poor monk only asks His Majesty, are you willing to believe in the poor monk?"

At this moment, the king's mouth opened slightly, his eyes widened, and he stared blankly at the face that was close at hand. Looking at the determined gaze in the eye socket.

After a long time, he said softly: "Contemptible, willing!" (to be continued......)

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