Chapter 1745 The Trial Begins

On the way, Xu Que carefully studied the injuries in his body, and finally came to the conclusion that there was no cure, so he simply gave up the idea of ​​quick healing in a short time.

According to the system report, what I need now is an item that can balance the magic energy.

What else can balance the magic energy better than the ancient Buddhist relics and ancient scriptures?

It is my duty to become a disciple of Buddha!

At this moment, the two of them were walking slowly towards the west. The road in the city was paved with a layer of fine yellow sand, and the dusk would be blown up by the wind.

"What exactly is this Buddha's trial going to do?" Xu Que put on a black robe and swayed slowly.

It had been a long time since he had felt walking slowly with his feet, and this feeling reminded him of the feeling he had when he first came to this world.

At that time, although his cultivation base was low, he lived a relaxed and happy life.

Fahui clasped his hands together, walked in front, and said slowly: "The Buddha's trial is a trial passed down in the Buddha's realm. This is the first time for this little monk to participate, so I don't know exactly what will happen."

Xu Que did not give up: "Are there no rumors?"

"Yes." Fahui hesitated for a moment, and said, "It is said that the Buddha's trial requires his own cultivation to be banned. It is purely a mortal who passes the trial and obtains the ancient scriptures."

Xu Que was immediately happy.

I just lost my cultivation, leaving only this strong body.

This is simply a trial created just for him!

"Let's go! Let's go there quickly!"

Under Xu Que's urging, the two arrived at the place where they participated in the trial - Daleiyin Temple in the evening.

"Why is it Daleiyin Temple again?" Xu Que asked incredulously, looking at the large characters on the plaque.

Fahui explained: "This place was built in imitation of the temple where the ancient Buddha attained Taoism, so it is also called Daleiyin Temple."

In front of him is a majestic temple. The golden body of the ancient Buddha, tens of feet high, stands like a mountain in the main hall of the temple.

His Highness is a wide square, and they are standing in the center of the square right now.

around the body,

It was a bustling crowd, except for a large number of bald monks, more of them were ordinary monks.

"I said... those who have hair, I will treat them as lay disciples of your Buddhist realm." Xu Que pointed to the few people in the distance who obviously couldn't match the appearance of humans, and whispered, "Don't tell me Those things are the mounts of your Buddhist disciples."

Not far away, there are a few monks who can be seen as Yaozu at a glance. They are tall and big, and they have something to do with Buddhism?

Xu Que was dumbfounded, wasn't it the promised Buddha's trial?

Why are even non-human guys here?

"Amitabha." Fahui chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said in a deep voice, "My Buddha is merciful, and all living beings can participate in the trial of the Buddha regardless of race."

"Understood, this means that those who believe in me in your Buddhist sect are all Buddhists, right?"

Xu Que grinned, and while Fa Hui was not paying attention, he ran to the corner and changed his look with the system.

When he reappeared, he looked like a compassionate Buddhist disciple, his face was fair and clean, and he looked extremely weak.

"Little light bulb, what do you think of my appearance?"

Xu Que proudly walked up to Fa Hui and turned around.

Fa Hui stared at him dumbfounded, and after a long while, he could distinguish Xu Que's identity from his breath: "Xu, Fellow Daoist Xu? Is this your real body... No, the previous one is your real image. "

"Do as the Romans do, and of course you must have a shiny bald head to participate in the Buddha's trial." Xu Que pretended to read a Buddhist name, and said seriously, "From now on, please call me Master Tang Sanzang."

"..."

Fa Hui told Xu Que that there is no host for the Buddha's trial, and he just needs to wait here, and the trial will start when the time comes.

The specific trial rules will be notified to the participants when the trial begins.

At this time, the trial had not yet started, and everyone gathered together to chat.

After all, it is a trial of a Buddha, no matter what he looks like, the big guys are all amiable, either exchanging Buddhist ideas, or discussing the content of the trial.

Fahui seems to be well-known. Along the way, people recognized him, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect Master Fahui to come too."

"The trial of the Buddha's disciples has begun for thousands of years, and we Buddhists will naturally not miss such a grand event."

"However, with Master Fahui here, our chances are probably slim. In terms of the study of Buddhism, who can compare with Master Fahui?"

As for Xu Que beside him, he was directly ignored.

Someone noticed Xu Que, came forward and asked in a low voice, "Master, are you also here to participate in the Buddha's Trial?"

Xu Que gave him a blank look: "Amitabha, aren't you talking nonsense, who here is not participating in the Buddha's trial?"

"Um... yes." The Buddhist was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "I don't know why the monks came to participate in the trial of the Buddha? The poor monk thinks that you don't seem to have studied Buddhism deeply..."

The people present did not judge their superiority by cultivation, but judged their superiority by Buddhism.

Want to find out about me?

Xu Queci smiled kindly and said: "The poor monk has destroyed seventy-seven forty-nine evil spirits in our country, and participated in the Buddha's Trial just to see if there are any evil spirits in the Western Paradise."

"..."

The monk was taken aback by Xu Que's simple and rude language, and after a moment of silence, he quietly backed away.

clang--!

At this moment, a deafening bell rang.

Everyone stopped discussing immediately, and all looked at the golden body of the ancient Buddha in the hall.

Hum——

A trembling sound came from the golden body, and brilliant golden light gradually surged from behind it, covering the entire square.

Xu Que only felt dizzy, and when he woke up again, the scene in front of him had changed drastically.

I saw a majestic mountain standing in front of it, shaped like a palm, and at the bottom of the mountain, there was a monkey with a thunderous face pressing down on it.

Xu Que was startled at the time: "Did I travel to Journey to the West?"

Just as he was about to summon the system, a Zhongzheng and peaceful voice suddenly sounded beside his ears: "Let's go, the disciples chosen by Buddhism, with the compassion of Buddhism, accept your four disciples and spend ninety-nine eighty-one It is difficult to go to the west to obtain the scriptures before you can become a disciple of the Buddha."

Xu Que couldn't help but start to doubt, the person who wrote Journey to the West back then, probably also traveled back from here?

Going up the stairs, Xu Que came to the monkey and tore off the sticker on the top of his head without saying a word.

Afterwards, he grinned at the monkey and said kindly, "Hi, my name is Tang Sanzang. Come with me to the Western Paradise to learn Buddhist scriptures."

"Uh... no, old grandson, I was suppressed by the Buddha back then, and I actually think what he said is quite reasonable. Let's just go to the West to learn from the scriptures."

"Amitabha, do you think I am right or he is right?"

"Of course it's the Buddha... You must be right! Master, don't panic, this disciple will come out and go to the Western Paradise with you to learn Buddhist scriptures."

Xu Que put down the Zen stick he had just taken out, and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, you are indeed a good disciple of your master."

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