I am a fairy in Journey to the West

Just as the White Dragon Horse and Sandy were on their way to complain to the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak, arranged by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the Golden Cicada King arrived in Jinping Town.

If Zhao Changchun's family isn't given a warning, they'll keep begging and asking the gods to come and cause them trouble.

So the Golden Cicada King went straight to Jinping Town, intending to warn some members of the Zhao family.

He wouldn't go so far as to silence the Zhao family. He wasn't bloodthirsty and usually ate only food and never ate people.

Now that he has the Eight Treasures Glazed Bottle in hand, he is not afraid of those gods, but it is not good to always have people coming to his door to attack him.

Especially since Huian Xingzhe was killed by him that day, there would definitely be a lot of trouble afterward. Moreover, the place where his roots were buried was burned by Red Boy that day. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he would probably have been buried under the Samadhi True Fire.

However, after giving the Zhao family a warning this time, he plans to move his roots elsewhere. Although it is very troublesome, it is the only thing he can do for now.

The name Guanyin Bodhisattva is quite intimidating. Killing one of her disciples is a serious karmic consequence.

In no time, King Golden Cicada arrived at Jinping Town, but to his surprise, Jinping Town was even more bustling than when he last came.

After entering the town, he discovered that an altar had been erected in the market of Jinping Town, and sitting on the altar was a monk wearing a kasaya, with a fair complexion and an air of righteousness.

The monk was sitting on the altar preaching, and the area below the altar was filled with the people of Jinping Town, and even the Zhao family members were present.

King Jinchan spotted Zhao Changchun at a glance. He saw that Zhao Changchun had white hair and beard and looked old, but he was still quite energetic. He was sitting there with the people of Zhao’s family, listening to the monks preach.

The Golden Cicada King was a little puzzled, but he didn't act immediately. Instead, he transformed into a peddler and walked over, standing outside to listen to Tang Sanzang preach.

After listening for a while, King Golden Cicada became somewhat engrossed and unconsciously put down his carrying pole and sat down.

In the past few days, he has visited many temples and monks in order to translate the "Mahaprajnaparamita Sutra". However, although those monks are well-versed in Buddhism, they are still limited to superficial understandings, let alone able to translate the "Mahaprajnaparamita Sutra".

Tang Sanzang, on the other hand, explained Buddhist teachings in a simple and easy-to-understand way. No matter how profound or mysterious the words were, everyone could understand them after he spoke them, and they could immediately grasp the principles contained within.

So the Golden Cicada King only stayed for a short while before becoming completely absorbed in the Buddhist teachings, and then he began to listen attentively to the Dharma.

After an unknown amount of time, the market administrators struck a gong, accompanied by shouts of "Market Closed!", and Tang Sanzang ended his sermon on Buddhism.

His ending was perfectly timed, not abrupt at all, as if the closing time had been calculated in advance, and it was exactly the end of a passage of scripture.

The moment Tang Sanzang stopped preaching, King Jin Chan also came to his senses. At this moment, the people around him began to stand up and bow to Tang Sanzang, who then packed up his scriptures and stepped down from the altar.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhao hurriedly went to greet him, saying, "The holy monk's sermon is like heavenly music, so captivating that we are completely enthralled. Many principles that we couldn't understand before are now clear to us."

Tang Sanzang quickly replied modestly, "You flatter me, sir."

Zhao Changchun shook his head and said, "This is not an exaggeration, Holy Monk. Although I understand many principles, there are still some things I cannot understand. Please enlighten me, Holy Monk."

Tang Sanzang asked, "Please speak, sir."

Zhao Changchun asked, "Holy Monk, does the Buddha's concept of 'attachment to form' include the Buddha himself?"

Tang Sanzang laughed and said, "If you cling to anything, you are attached to appearances. The Buddha has no appearances. If you cling to the Buddha himself, you are also attached to appearances."

"I understand," Zhao Changchun said. "In the past, the monks and holy monks of Mount Ling transmitted Buddhist scriptures to me. Later, the scriptures were stolen by a demon, which caused me to become obsessed and fall into demonic possession. I fell seriously ill and almost died. If it weren't for the holy monks' preaching and enlightenment, I'm afraid I would still be bedridden now."

At this point, Zhao Changchun said with a sigh, "My obsession with a Buddhist scripture seems to be a form of attachment as well?"

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and bowed to Zhao Changchun with a smile, saying, "Congratulations, sir, on your enlightenment. You have broken free from your attachments and overcome your demonic obstacles. From now on, you will enjoy endless good fortune and prosperity."

"Then I'll take the holy monk's auspicious words." Zhao Changchun also laughed heartily, his laughter was very open and free, his obsession was instantly broken, and his whole body radiated a transcendent brilliance.

At this moment, Madam Zhao smiled and said, "Master, the vegetarian meal at home has been prepared. Please invite the holy monk to return and have the meal first."

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhao Changchun realized what was happening and quickly said to Tang Sanzang, "Holy Monk, you have worked hard preaching the sutras. Please return to your residence for a vegetarian meal."

Tang Sanzang nodded, and then returned with the Zhao family.

Seeing this, Jin Chanzi looked astonished. As he gazed at Tang Sanzang's back, he thought to himself, "This man's Buddhist teachings are profound; he will surely be able to translate the Great Compassion Heart Sutra for me."

After finishing his vegetarian meal, Tang Sanzang returned to his room. Before entering, he gazed at the sky and sighed, "Why hasn't Wukong returned yet?"

After entering the room and sitting on the bed for a while, he said, "Wu Bai and the others haven't come to visit me in my dreams lately. I wonder how they are doing, and whether they have enough paper money to spend?"

Just then, a young girl appeared outside the house, poked her head out, and called out to Tang Sanzang, "Holy Monk."

Upon hearing the sound, Tang Sanzang looked outside and saw Zhao Shu. He then got up, went outside, and bowed to Zhao Shu with his hands clasped together, saying, "What are your orders, Miss?"

Zhao Shu shook her head and asked curiously, "Why haven't your apprentices returned yet?"

Tang Sanzang smiled and said, "Miss, which of my disciples are you asking about?"

Zhao Shu hesitated subtly for a moment, then said, "Of course, it's all your disciples. Won't it be dangerous for them to go and catch monsters?"

Tang Sanzang thought for a moment and said, "Catching demons is naturally dangerous and takes a long time; we can't catch them in a short time." Upon hearing this, Zhao Shu couldn't help but ask with concern, "Then why don't you let them come back and rest before catching demons?"

Tang Sanzang smiled and said, "Miss, you seem to care a lot about my disciples?"

Zhao Shu turned her head away somewhat awkwardly and said, "No, I'm just a little curious."

Tang Sanzang smiled and said to Zhao Shu, "Then please go back, Miss. I am a monk and it is not appropriate for me to stay with you for long. Please forgive me."

Zhao Shu pouted and said, "I know you have many rules, but your disciples seem to be all monsters? Do they also have to abide by the rules?"

Tang Sanzang laughed and said, "Whether you are human or demon, once you enter the Buddhist order, you must naturally abide by the precepts."

"Oh." Zhao Shu nodded, then bowed to Tang Sanzang and said, "Holy Monk, please rest early."

Tang Sanzang quickly returned the greeting, and then Zhao Shu turned and left.

After Zhao Shu left, Tang Seng returned to the house, but he soon realized something was wrong. He turned around and saw a Taoist priest in a feathered robe standing at the door.

Tang Sanzang was startled, but quickly calmed down. He had seen many such things on the journey, and this situation was not frightening to him.

So Tang Sanzang put his hands together in prayer and asked the doorway, "Where do you come from, benefactor?"

King Jin Chan entered, bowed respectfully to Tang Sanzang, and said, "I am a cultivator from Kuliu Mountain. I heard that the holy monk from the Great Tang Dynasty of the East is here, so I have come to pay my respects."

Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang quickly returned the greeting and said, "So you are a hermit who cultivates in seclusion in the mountains. Please come in and have a seat."

"Thank you, Holy Monk." King Jin Chan bowed in thanks, then followed Tang Sanzang into the house.

After the two sat down, Tang Sanzang poured a cup of tea for King Jinchan, who thanked him again.

Then Tang Sanzang asked, "May I ask your name, esteemed scholar?"

King Jinchan put down his teacup, cupped his hands, and said, "This humble Taoist is Jinchan."

"So you are Fellow Daoist Jin Chan. My Buddhist name is Xuanzang," Tang Sanzang said, pressing his palms together.

King Jin Chan laughed and said, "I have long admired the holy monk's name, and I am fortunate to meet him today."

"Not at all," Tang Sanzang waved his hand and said, "It's all just empty fame."

King Jin Chan said, "No, listening to the holy monk preach in the market today was truly enlightening, and the feeling was so wonderful that I didn't want to leave."

After saying this, King Jin Chan looked at Tang Sanzang and said, "Holy Monk, I have a Buddhist scripture here, but there are many parts that I do not understand. I wonder if the Holy Monk could annotate them for me?"

"Oh? Buddhist scriptures?" Tang Sanzang asked in surprise, "What scriptures?"

King Jin Chan then took out the Great Compassion Mantra and handed it to Tang Sanzang, saying, "This is the sutra."

Tang Sanzang took the scripture and saw that it was a new book he had never seen before. His eyes lit up and he immediately opened the book and began to read.

Tang Sanzang quickly became engrossed in the scriptures, and King Jin Chan was delighted to see this, thinking to himself, "He can indeed understand this scripture!"

So King Jin Chan didn't disturb Tang Sanzang and waited while drinking tea.

After an unknown amount of time, when the moon was high in the sky, Tang Sanzang finally closed his scripture and looked up at the Golden Cicada King.

Just as King Jin Chan was about to ask a question, he suddenly saw a burst of fire rise from the Great Compassion Mantra in Tang Sanzang's hand.

King Jin Chan was terrified and hurriedly snatched the scriptures from Tang Sanzang's hands to put out the fire, but the fire only grew bigger and bigger and could not be extinguished at all.

In just a few breaths, the Great Compassion Heart Sutra was burned to ashes.

"This!!!" King Jin Chan looked at the ashes on the ground, then suddenly looked up at Tang Sanzang and said, "Holy Monk, what is the reason for this?!"

Tang Sanzang stood up and said, "There is a spell at the end of this scripture. If anyone can understand this scripture, he will burn himself after reading it."

King Jin Chan was taken aback, and then he heard Tang Sanzang say, "This scripture must be the Buddhist scripture that the monks of Mount Ling passed on to Master Zhao. You must be the monster who stole the Buddhist scripture."

When the Golden Cicada King saw that Tang Sanzang had exposed him, he immediately stopped hiding it and revealed his demonic aura. Holding the glass bottle, he said, "Since Elder Tang has guessed it, please rewrite the scriptures and add annotations for me."

Tang Sanzang slowly sat down and said to King Jinchan, "Copying scriptures is easy, but give me back the lives of my three disciples."

King Jin Chan raised the Eight Treasures Glazed Bottle and said, "If you don't copy the scriptures, then go down and compensate your three disciples."

Tang Sanzang remained unmoved, his expression indifferent, and said, "Then please do it."

King Jin Chan was furious, but he did not actually kill Tang Sanzang. Instead, he put away the Eight Treasures Glazed Bottle and said with a smile, "Very well, since that's the case, then I'll have to invite the Holy Monk to my humble abode for a chat."

Having said that, the Golden Cicada King conjured a demonic gust of wind, carrying Tang Sanzang away from Jinping Town and flying towards the cave in Kuliu Mountain. (End of Chapter)