I, Yang Guo's son, abducted Zhang Sanfeng and traversed countless worlds.

Of course, Guanyin also knows that things are different now. Although Huayan is the eighth incarnation of the pilgrim, in fact, apart from inheriting different parts of the same destiny, he and Jin Chanzi really have no relationship.

A bit of Jin Chanzi's true spirit has been reincarnated into Xuanzang's body according to the number of days in the journey to the West. The original body of the eighth generation of the pilgrim had already shattered and entered the cycle of reincarnation. The current body of Huayan was created for him by Houtu using the Xirang.

She is a direct disciple of a saint, so calling her senior sister is already a respect for her.

Calling her "senior sister" means that I recognize your friendship as a fellow disciple. I consider you a family. In informal occasions, we address each other by the order of the master. Otherwise, how could she, a Yuqing disciple who had jumped the sect and a traitor that even Yuanshi Tianzun wanted to kill, call the second disciple of the saint "sister"?
She was giving herself face by calling her Senior Sister. Otherwise, if she was just referring to her job title when working, or calling her Bodhisattva, then she wouldn't be able to find any fault with it. But by then, Guanyin's future with Yang Gui would be very uncertain.

"Thank you, junior brother."

Guanyin has been in the Buddhist community for so many years, and as a bodhisattva, she can enjoy the treatment of a deputy Buddha. She is the most popular among the people after Tathagata, and can be said to be a veteran in the officialdom. She was stunned for a moment, then immediately put her hands together, bowed slightly and said.

Huayan also put his hands together and returned the greeting, "Please."

Guanyin walked into the yard and saw Yang Gui and Hou Tu lying on lounge chairs basking in the sun.

"My two saintly uncles, I, Guanyin, greet you."

"Here you go, sit down."

Before Yang Gui finished speaking, a recliner appeared next to him.

"Ah this..." Guanyin hesitated.

She was originally from the Yuqing Sect, where she was very particular about rules and etiquette, and hierarchy. Now that the Saint was in front of her, she was so unrestrained, fearing that she would displease the Saint.

"Why, sit down." Yang Gui saw Guanyin hesitated and slapped his forehead, "Look at what happened. I forgot that you are a woman now. It is not convenient for you to lie down with me. It will be bad if it gets out."

Yang Gui waved his hand, and the recliner disappeared out of thin air, then appeared next to Hou Tu.

"How about you just lie down with my wife for a while, is that okay?"

The saint has taken such good care of you, but you still don't give him face, then it's your fault. Guanyin understands this truth, not to mention that she has a lot of bad reputations. We won't mention how many Thousand-Faced Guanyins there are, but the Fish Basket Guanyin alone will be blackened for life.

What's more, she is a contestant who has studied in Thailand, so why is she talking about the difference between men and women?

Guanyin couldn't refuse after all, so she clasped her hands together, bowed eleven times, and said, "My disciple has been wasted." Then she lay down on the recliner.

You know what, this thing is really comfortable.

"I got the policy and specific procedures of the journey from Tathagata." Yang Gui said with his eyes closed, as if chatting with a family, "Did Tathagata give you any treasure?"

"Yes. A nine-ring staff, a brocade robe, and three golden hoops."

Guanyin did not dare to delay and quickly took out these treasures.

"You're welcome. Anything else?"

Tathagata actually prepared a lot for the journey to obtain the scriptures. The nine-ring staff is needless to mention, as for the brocade robe, in the original novel, Tang Seng is a mortal with no cultivation at all, and he only wears it as a formal dress, usually when he pays homage to the Buddha or a certain Bodhisattva.

In fact, this Jinlan cassock is an incredible Buddhist protective treasure.

The cassock, if worn by a dragon, will avoid being swallowed by the roc; if worn by a crane, will achieve transcendence and become a saint. Wherever he sits, all the gods will pay homage to him; wherever he moves, the seven Buddhas will follow him.

Not only can it protect the body, it can also enhance the state of meditation and enlightenment. If a practicing Buddhist disciple wears it, with the blessing of this robe and the help of the seven Buddhas, his strength will be at least improved by several levels.

On it are wish-fulfilling beads, Mani beads, dust-repelling beads, and wind-calming beads; there are also red agate, purple coral, night-shining pearls, and relics. This is also known as the "Eight Treasures Wish-fulfilling Brocade Robe". You should know that the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree of Cundi only has seven treasures: gold, silver, glass, coral, amber, giant clam, and agate.

The seven treasures are all natural materials, but the first four items embroidered on this brocade cassock are all Buddhist magic weapons that have been refined after sacrifice. This means that this brocade cassock can be disassembled into five Buddhist magic weapons.

Later, Sun Wukong went to ask Lingji Bodhisattva for the wind-fixing pill. In fact, as long as he put on Tang Monk's brocade cassock, neither the Yellow Wind Monster nor Princess Iron Fan's palm-leaf fan could do anything to him.

It's a pity that in the original novel, the relationship between Sun Wukong and Tang Monk is a very traditional master-disciple and father-son relationship. In name, he is lucky to be a son, but to put it bluntly, he is basically the same as a servant.

Sun Wukong had to take care of his master's daily life and meals, and he even helped Tang Seng with everything except dressing and washing his feet. How could he be qualified to wear the brocade cassock that the monk wore when he was seeking Buddhist scriptures?
But this life is different.

But because this life was different, the Brocade Robe was actually of no help to Sun Wukong. On the one hand, his strength was too high, and on the other hand, the armor on his body was made by the dragon clan from the ancient dragon era, which was no worse than the Brocade Robe.

Yang Gui turned his gaze to the three golden hoops of the Golden Binding.

"Well, heh, it's a Buddhist restriction."

Anyone who has read Journey to the West as a child will hate this crap.

This thing was like Pan Hong training a dog. It strangled the Monkey King who had once caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace, leaving him with no way to go up to heaven or down to earth. He could only stay by Tang Monk's side and serve as a slave.

The key point is also unfairness. Tathagata gave three hoops to Guanyin to give to the pilgrim, but Guanyin embezzled all of them.

At the beginning in Chang'an, none of the three hoops were taken out. Later, when it was seen that Tang Seng was really unable to control Sun Wukong, a second-rate tight hoop was taken out and given to Tang Seng.

The first-class golden hoop and the third-class forbidden hoop were all embezzled by herself and given to Red Boy and the bear monster, and they became the assets of her Luojia Mountain.

If Guanyin could give each of her three disciples one on their heads, it would be reasonable.

"That's all? My nephew Rulai shouldn't be so stingy."

As soon as Yang Gui said this, Guanyin broke out in a cold sweat.

She didn't believe that Yang Gui didn't know what treasure Tathagata had given him.

Yang Gui was the director of the Journey to the West Office in the Heavenly Palace. He might have decided what magic weapon Tathagata should give and how many magic weapons to give. How could he say that Tathagata was stingy? How could Tathagata dare to be stingy with him?
This matter can help Tathagata become a saint. It would not be a problem for Tathagata to give away the entire Western Paradise. Would Tathagata be stingy about such a thing?

This is a knock on me.

Guanyin quickly stood up from the recliner, took out the pure bottle from her arms, turned it upside down and started pouring out.

"Uncle Master, please forgive me. I forgot the Buddha's command and forgot to take two things. I will go look for them right away."

While Guanyin was frantically searching for the treasure poured out of the jade bottle like Doraemon when the time came, she secretly glanced at Yang Gui's expression to see if he was satisfied or not.

"This is the essence of the South China Sea water, this is an 8,000-year-old clam pearl from the South China Sea, this is the Vajra Wheel, this is the Vajra Bell, this is the purple crystal jade grape, this is the conch shell used in Buddhist rituals, this is the noose..."

"Come on, stop taking out the pieces." Yang Gui waved his hand to stop Guanyin from continuing to take out the odds and ends. "Are there no good ones?"

"No, uncle-master, you know me. I didn't have any magic weapon when I was in the Chan sect. They all had this and that, and I only had a porcelain vase, which could be easily broken if you're not careful. How could I have any good stuff?" Guanyin said aggrievedly.

Yang Gui thought about it and it was true. Guanyin did have few magic weapons. Other people's pets were all this and that when they appeared, her goldfish came out, and the two hammers in his hands were made by Lotus in the pond herself. The purple gold bell of the golden-haired lion was also a pure collar.

One of the Thousand-armed Guanyin's hands is a bell-holding hand, holding a diamond bell, which is said to enable believers to obtain the Buddha's Dharma drum thunder sound. She just took it out, and it is estimated that the Jade Emperor made a ring, and then welded the diamond bells in Guanyin's hand together, making it a purple gold bell.

In this way, the metallurgical welding technology of the gods is also very backward. Such a small thing has to be refined in Laojun's furnace. If you think about it, he also refined the stator used by Dayu to control floods, and the weapon of Zhu Bajie's heavenly general Fuli. It seems that the incarnation of the master brother of the Xuanmen sect has a lot of work to do on weekdays.

Tsk tsk, I feel sorry for Senior Brother.

"So what else do you have?"

"I... I have nothing left. It's just the willow branches and dew in the bottle that can regenerate plants. Why don't you take this bottle away from me?" Guanyin wanted to cry but had no tears.

"I was only a golden immortal in the past. Over the years, I followed Tathagata, preached Mahayana Buddhism, and transformed into a thousand faces of Guanyin everywhere, and then merged them into one. Only then did I barely get the quasi-sainthood of beheading a corpse. I want some magic power now. I can summon the water of an ocean and have these Buddhist hand seals. Do you want them?"

"Oh, you..."

Yang Gui hadn't thought of this either. Yes, the cultivation level of Guanyin, a quasi-saint with only one corpse, was nothing in the eyes of this group of people, but in the current Three Realms, even the Golden Immortals were supreme powers, so how could she, a quasi-saint, be considered as anything?

A quasi-saint who even Zhen Yuan Daxian, a quasi-saint at the peak of the Three Corpses, has to "give him some face", is not an easy task.

What kind of magic weapon does such a fierce man need? What kind of magic weapon can defeat a quasi-saint? He has become a quasi-saint. What is the point of so many magic weapons to deal with these little Karami?
No wonder this man wanted to embezzle Tathagata’s three hoops. He had never seen so many magic weapons in his life.

Yang Gui quickly asked Guanyin to stop, thinking to himself, the more you talk, the more pitiful you become. If you continue for a while, I won't be able to resist and give you two more magic weapons. What will I do then? I came here intending to extort the magic weapons, but ended up becoming a boy who brings wealth?
Yang Gui thought about it carefully and felt that Guanyin's job was really easy during the journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Allowing Sun Wukong to pray to heaven and earth and have them respond was something that the journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures team had planned. This authority was granted to the team after Tathagata discussed with the Jade Emperor and had nothing to do with Guanyin, and she was also taking credit for the work of the two big guys.

The people of the Chan sect are really shameless.

Those three life-saving hairs were useless, just a psychological placebo. During the many hardships on the journey to the West, Sun Wukong only used them once, which was to drill through the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle in Lion Camel Ridge.

The bottle was boastful, but in fact it was no match for the mutton-fat jade bottle and purple-gold gourd that Jinjiao and Yinjiao had stolen from Taishang Laojun, and could not hurt Sun Wukong at all. It was just because it could grow or shrink like the golden cymbal of the Yellow-browed Old Monster, so he could not escape after becoming smaller.

This was the only time he used the so-called "life-saving hair". In fact, it was just to give face to Guanyin Bodhisattva. He took the golden hoop and turned it into a diamond drill and got out just the same.

Maybe those three hairs were just plucked by Guanyin from the golden-haired beast and are not worth much.

"Forget it, if you don't have any treasure, just do some work." Yang Gui thought for a while, took out a purple gold bowl and threw it to Guanyin, "Refine this thing and make it a magic weapon. I remind you, you have to work hard and satisfy the pilgrim."

"Satisfied, satisfied, I will definitely guarantee your satisfaction." Guanyin walked away holding the bowl.

"This person just left without saying goodbye, and even said he would keep her for dinner." Yang Gui said, looking at Guanyin's back.

"Please let her go. Don't you want to eat her fish?" Hou Tu knew what Yang Gui was thinking without even asking.

"That fish is so amazing. I'm afraid my senior brothers will lose face."

What He Songling said was true. As we all know, there is a saying to measure combat effectiveness, which goes, "All the gods must pass the King of Inspiration first." According to the description and comparison in the book, those leaders were not as powerful as the King of Inspiration who froze the Tongtian River.

Yang Gui is a considerate person. How could he let his fellow seniors be humiliated? Just let the fish eat them first.

"Get lost! Can you eat goldfish?" Hou Tu punched He Songling. "But I heard there is a Shancai Dragon Girl in Luojia Mountain. I haven't eaten dragon liver for a while..."

"Hey!" He Songling hurriedly stopped him. She had to eat one. If she continued talking like that, she would have to eat Mu Cha's brother. Lotus root was quite refreshing, to be honest...

hiss……

You can’t think about it. There’s no end to it. For example, you can think about the twenty-eight constellations. Fangri Rabbit and Guijinyang, grilled with cumin will taste good. Yihuo Snake sounds very warming and will taste good in soup. Pleiades Chicken can be stir-fried according to Shandong style, or cooked in a clay pot. Then there’s Niujinniu and Shihuozhu…

oops.

I have to make a big fuss in Heaven.

The Jade Emperor was sitting in the Lingxiao Palace when he suddenly felt uncomfortable under his butt, as if the sky was not stable...

The next day.

In the court, Emperor Yang Jian of the Tang Dynasty sat on the dragon throne, looking at the civil and military officials below, as well as Guanyin Bodhisattva, his ancestors and his grandmother, feeling extremely stressed.

You said that you just give the orders and wait for the results, can't you just do that? Why do you have to watch it on the spot?
"Well, my dear ministers, now that the West is destined to flourish, our Tang Dynasty has signed a treaty with Buddhism and needs to send someone to the West to seek the true scriptures. Do you have any candidates?"

All the civil and military officials turned to look at Xuanzang.

"Alas." Xuanzang sighed. Why bother with all this fancy stuff? He took a step forward and stood up. "I'll go then." (End of this chapter)