In the thirteenth year of the Tang Dynasty, the Holy Emperor descended.

Unknowingly, it has been so many years since I came to Chang’an to preach.

The emperor deliberately changed the name of the year and renamed Zhenguan to Shengjiang, making this time easier to remember.

And these years, to sum up, it is peace.

Chang'an is safe, the emperor is safe, ministers are safe, and the people are safe...

Huasheng Temple is safe, Jinguang Temple is safe, Hongfu Temple is safe, Fulong Temple is safe, Zhenhai Temple is safe...

Yes, Buddhist temples in the Tang Dynasty have expanded from a small one to 480.

Not only have all the fifteen thousand one hundred and forty-four volumes given by me, Buddha Tathagata, been given to the public, but my compassion has spread throughout the Eastern Lands, persuading and transforming all living beings, and forever infusing great kindness. Through these true sutras, there are also many new sutras.

Birth.

For example, this "Peace Sutra" has spread throughout the streets and alleys.

For a time, the streets were filled with sounds of blessing.

When people go out to say hello, it is no longer the vulgar "Have you eaten?" but greetings of peace and devotion to our Buddha.

You are safe, your mother is safe, I am safe, my Buddha is safe...

What a beautiful peaceful age!

Of course, no matter how many temples follow, the first Huasheng Temple is still a holy place for Buddhism.

Changlefang, where it is located, has been transformed from the last place where untouchables live, to the number one city.

Dignitaries and dignitaries rushed to live here. Even the emperor built a palace here. They wanted to bathe in the light of the Buddha, listen to the teachings of my Buddha, and everything would be safe.

In fact, Sanzang couldn't stay in Huasheng Temple all the time. After all, Buddhism was blooming everywhere, and he also had to tour and give lectures, holding at least thirty-three Dharma meetings every month, so that he could not favor one over the other.

During this period, Sha Monk was still guarding Sanzang, just like General Rolling Curtain guarded the Jade Emperor.

Back then, he was defeated by the Monkey King, and the Jade Emperor was also humiliated. In order to make up for that regret, Sha Monk vowed never to let something like this happen.

As the fighting Buddha, the monkey is specifically responsible for arresting corrupt officials such as bad guys and clarifying Yuyu.

The golden hoop in his hand is like the golden light of the righteous path, which scatters everywhere from time to time.

The happiest person belongs to Bajie. In the Four Hundred and Eighty Temple, the people offer a huge amount of sacrifices, and he is responsible for these.

It looks like human fish and meat, but it carries the power of humanistic faith. For the Jingtan messenger, it is simply delicious, and the kickback becomes worthy of the name.

So immersed in these delicacies, he almost forgot about Cui'e, whom he once dreamed of. She only belonged to Jingtan.

As for Xiao Bailong, he is the one who has nothing to do. As the Eightfold Heavenly Dragon Guangli Bodhisattva, he can also enjoy a lofty status, but he is free from temples and Dharma meetings, walking among the rivers and seas of Nanzhan Province.

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In just a few years, Buddhism was able to reach such a scale in the Tang Dynasty and in Nanzhan Prefecture. At this rate of development, in another ten years, the grand occasion of Xiniu Hezhou will reappear, and faith will permeate every person in this land.

An inch of soil.

But Sanzang's real smiles became fewer and fewer.

He doesn't feel happy.

There is only an unbreakable fear.

Along the way, Sanzang also faced countless disasters, including the giant mouth of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, the poisonous needles of the scorpion spirit, the magic weapon with gold and silver horns, and what he saw in Tushita Palace...

He shoulders the future of Buddhism, and the heavy pressure on his shoulders can no longer be described in words, but Sanzang responds to it with a normal heart, until now.

When he came to Chang'an City, he had clearly spread Buddhism to the entire dynasty through his own efforts, but he felt an uncontrollable panic in his heart.

He always felt that everything in front of him was fake, but he couldn't find any flaws and could only rely on a mysterious and mysterious intuition.

The question is, what kind of method can deceive the powerful myself into falling into such an incredible trap?

And what is the real situation?

Of course, it is also possible that there is something wrong with his state of mind.

Unwilling to believe that success has come, I deny myself meaninglessly.

During these years, Sanzang has been wandering between belief and disbelief.

Until this day, he completely made up his mind.

After the tour, he returned to Chang'an with Sha Seng.

"Master, go to bed early, you are going to have gray hair!"

Sha Monk soaked Sanzang's feet and expressed genuine concern.

"Wu Jing, you can also tell a joke!"

"Changed, everyone has changed!"

Sanzang smiled, said something casually, and suddenly frowned, as if the clouds had been cleared away, and some kind of epiphany suddenly occurred.

His bare feet landed on the ground, with lotus growing on them every step of the way, and he walked out.

"Master!"

Sha Monk was shocked.

During these years, Sanzang had long given up on magical powers and used the attitude of an ordinary person to promote Buddhism, which was more deeply rooted in people's hearts and shortened the distance between him and his believers.

Tripitaka's choice made Sha Monk's desire to protect him even stronger. Why did he suddenly use his magical power now?

Sha Monk was stunned for a moment, then he chased after him and saw that Sanzang had left Chang'an all the way and headed towards Xiniu Hezhou.

"Master, Master, wait for me!"

Sand Monk is a golden Arhat, relatively bulky, how can he compare with Sanzang's step by step growing lotus?

Just as he was about to disappear, a white light broke through the clouds and appeared next to Sha Seng: "Senior Brother Sha, what's wrong?"

"Xiao Bailong, you came just in time, let's go after the master quickly!"

Sha Monk was overjoyed and jumped onto the back of the little white dragon.

On the way, another golden light was seen flying, and the monkey heard the news and rushed there.

Finally, Bajie is three times richer.

The long-disbanded sutra preaching team all followed Sanzang, watching him go all the way west to the shore of Nanzhan Buzhou, and then cross the ocean.

"Master, what is this going to do?"

"Return to Xiniu Hezhou? Return to Daleiyin Temple?"

"We haven't finished preaching yet. Why do we have to go back? I don't want to go back!"

"I don't want to either!"

The four disciples immediately recognized that Sanzang was almost following the same old path, but in reverse order.

Except for Xiao Bailong who remained silent, Monkey, Bajie and Sha Seng all showed signs of resistance.

They were doing well in Nanzhan Buzhou, they were much needed in the Tang Dynasty, they enjoyed an unprecedented sense of happiness, and they could see their careers flourishing, and they really didn't want to leave!

But now, Sanzang led his disciples all the way across the ocean and returned to the shore of Hezhou, Xiniu.

At this time, he stopped, turned around slowly, and looked at Nanzhan Buzhou in the distance, with golden light flowing in front of his eyes.

"Master!"

The monkey fell first, followed by the little white dragon carrying Bajie and Sha Seng. The four disciples looked at Sanzang eagerly.

"Look!"

Sanzang did not explain, but pointed to the shore.

Following his fingers, the four disciples suddenly discovered that there was an extra boat on the shore that was empty just now.

That boat was exactly the same as the boat they used to cross the ocean thirteen years ago.

"Let's go up!"

Sanzang looked at the boat, took a deep breath, and said, "Walk it again and see what's different!"

"Master, what are you talking about!"

The monkey heard this incomprehensibly, but Sha Monk pushed up the boat and jumped on with Sanzang.

The little white dragon wanted to turn into a white dragon horse, but Sanzang took it and turned it into the Tianlong tattoo used in fighting, and finally Bajie.

Bajie, who suddenly lost three times weight, climbed onto the boat and looked at his slim self in a daze.

They began to cross the ocean and retravel the same path.

Have a safe journey.

It seemed that the radiation from the "Peace Sutra" had already reached here, and there was no danger at all, as we arrived at the shore of Nanzhan Buzhou.

"Let's go!"

Master Sanzang and his disciples once again stepped into the territory of the Tang Dynasty, but this time they felt a strong sense of discomfort.
To be continued...