"As for the local customs and to participate in the trial of Buddhist students, of course you must have a shiny bald head." Xu Que pretended to recite the Buddha's name and said seriously, "From now on, please call me Master Tang Sanzang."

“…”

Fahui told Xu Que that there was no host for the Buddhist Trial, so he just needed to wait here. When the time came, the trial would begin.

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

At this time the trial had not begun, and everyone gathered to chat.

After all, it is a trial for Buddhist students. No matter what they look like, everyone looks kind and either exchanges Buddhist ideas or discusses the content of the trial.

Fahui seems to be very famous. Along the way, people have recognized him and talked a lot for a while.

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

"The trial of Buddhists begins for thousands of years, so we and Buddhists will naturally not miss such a grand event."

"But with Master Fahui here, we may have a slim chance. With Buddhist studies, who can compare with Master Fahui?"

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

Someone noticed Xu Que and came forward and asked in a low voice: "Master, are you here to participate in the Buddhist Trial?"

Xu Que gave him a blank look: "Amitabha, aren't you talking nonsense? Who is here to participate in the Buddhist trial?"

"Uh... it's the same." The Buddhist was stunned and asked, "I wonder why my monks came to participate in the Buddhist trial? I don't seem to have a deep study on Buddhism..."

Those present do not judge the level of cultivation, but use the Dharma to see the level of Buddhism.

Want to find out my details?

Xu Que smiled kindly and said, "I have fought forty-nine evil spirits in our country and participated in the Buddhist trial to see if there are any evil spirits in the West."

“…”

The monk was stunned by Xu Que's simple and crude language style. After a moment of silence, he quietly retreated.

clang--!

At this moment, a deafening bell rang.

Everyone immediately stopped discussing and looked at the ancient Buddha's golden body in the hall.

Buzz —

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

Xu Que only felt his head faint. When he woke up again, the scene in front of him had changed a lot.

I saw a towering mountain standing in front, shaped like a palm, and at the bottom of the mountain, a monkey with a thunderbolt face pressed on it.

Xu Que was shocked at the time: "I'm traveling through time to Journey to the West?"

Just as he was about to summon the system, a quiet and peaceful voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Let's go, the disciples selected by Buddhism, with the compassionate heart of Buddhism, subdue your four disciples, overcome the eighty-one difficulties, and go to the West to obtain the right merits, and then you can become a Buddhist son."

Xu Que couldn't help but start to suspect that the person who wrote Journey to the West, might have traveled back from here, right?

Following the stairs, Xu Que came to the monkey and tore off the pressing patch on its head without saying a word.

Then, he grinned at the monkey and said kindly: "Hello, my name is Tang Sanzang, come with me to the West to obtain the scriptures."

"Uh... no, Lao Sun, I was suppressed by the Buddha back then, but I actually thought he was quite reasonable. Just forget about the journey to the West."

"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, your disciple will come out to go to the West to obtain scriptures."

Xu Que put down the Zen Staff he had just taken out and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, I deserve to be a good disciple of the teacher."

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Chapter completed!