Sun Wukong hurriedly waved his hand, "Let’s forget about that fate," he said, "I still want to keep a few hairs for casting magic. Master, shall we get on the boat?"
Tang Sanzang moved closer to have a look and said, "Disciple, this boat has no bottom. If we really get on, won’t my shoes get wet?"
Jie Yin Buddha smiled, "Just co aboard."
Tang Sanzang tilted his head, looking at him and said, "I don’t believe you."
Jie Yin Buddha was at a loss for words. He, a grand Buddha, didn’t have this bit of trust?
Just then, Tang Sanzang slapped his forehead and exclaid, "I’ve got it!"
After saying that, Tang Sanzang turned to look at the sowhat hesitant Xuan Zhuang, who imdiately had a bad feeling, "What... what are you doing?"
The next mont, Tang Sanzang grabbed him and tossed him onto the boat.
Xuan Zhuang let out a cry as he sat on the boat but didn’t fall through it, still, he was angry enough to curse!
However, with Buddhas and Bodhisattvas present, he couldn’t very well curse aloud. He could only stare daggers!
Tang Sanzang, on the other hand, was unconcerned and laughed joyfully, "Hey, it really doesn’t sink!"
Then he too jumped onto the boat.
Seeing this, Jie Yin Buddha and Guanyin Bodhisattva were both speechless, wondering in their hearts whether this scoundrel ascending the mountain was a blessing or a calamity.
Sun Wukong and the others got on the boat one after the other.
As the Buddha gently pushed off, the boat began to move, with a rolling sensation as if sothing was passing beneath and rolling along...
The group instinctively looked and saw a figure that looked like Xuan Zhuang tumbling in the water and sinking to the bottom!
Xuan Zhuang was dumbfounded: "How co there’s another one?"
Upon hearing this, Guanyin Bodhisattva and Jie Yin Buddha both chuckled and joined their palms, congratulating Xuan Zhuang, "Congratulations, congratulations!"
Xuan Zhuang was confused.
Guanyin Bodhisattva explained, "The one who just sank to the bottom was your mortal flesh. Crossing this river, your cultivation will be complete, cleansing the six dusts of the past. Henceforth, you shall have expansive wisdom and reach the other shore without limits."
Only then did Xuan Zhuang understand what was happening and he broke into a happy smile.
At that mont, an out-of-place voice chid in, "Tsk tsk... what a pity. If only I’d known this thing was useless, you should have given it to earlier. I could set up a stall and on my way here, I could have enticed who knows how many demoness sisters to fall into my arms. Hmm... sleep one night, one piece of flesh. I should be able to sell out, right?"
The group turned speechless, their faces turning dark, cursing in their hearts, "Beast!"
After reaching the shore, Tang Sanzang was about to turn back to thank them when he turned around to find Jie Yin Buddha and the bottomless boat had long since vanished...
Clearly, Jie Yin Buddha couldn’t wait a mont longer to be rid of that baldy.
Although Guanyin Bodhisattva also didn’t want to gaze upon the baldy, she nonetheless said, "Let’s go, everyone."
Once they crossed the river, the scenery of Mount ru suddenly beca clear.
Mountain peaks pierced the clouds, dragon veins undulated, and dragon breaths transford into True Dragons shuttling across the earth...
Immortal monkeys plucked fruits in the peach groves, white cranes perched on pines, verdant phoenixes danced in pairs to the wind, and mandarin ducks frolicked in the water, making fun of the bald head!
Splash!
A stone sent the pair of mandarin ducks fleeing.
Guanyin Bodhisattva turned to look, only to see that fellow strolling leisurely with his hands behind his back, humming a tune, looking up at the sky as if it wasn’t him who threw the stone.
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Passing through the sea of exquisite flowers, there was a road paved with agate stretching westward, lined with palaces of stan and pearl, treasuries of precious relics.
They passed by the Hall of the Heavenly Kings, Dharma Hall, Stupa... one after another.
Eventually, they arrived at the summit of Mount Ling.
Upon reaching this place, they saw dozens of monks ditating under the whispering pines, while the eight classes of heavenly dragons soared above.
Walking further in, they ca upon the mountain gate of the Leiyin Temple.
The Four Heavenly Kings had been waiting there all along, and as soon as they saw Tang Sanzang, they ca forward as a group, "Bodhisattva, the Buddha has been waiting for you."
The Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded and led the group onward.
Entering the Leiyin Temple, as soon as they stepped inside, they saw standing from top to bottom in the great hall, six Bodhisattvas, five hundred Arhats, three thousand Jie Yin, eleven Mahārājas, and eighteen Sangharamas. Explore more stories at .Côm
The congregation turned their heads to look upon hearing them.
Tang Sanzang instantly tensed up, too nervous to step forward.
Tang Sanzang, standing by his side, patted him and said, "What’s to fear? We ca together. If anyone bullies you, I’ll help you beat them up!"
Without further ado, he dragged Tang Sanzang inside.
The many Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and others frowned... then collectively turned their gaze to the Buddha.
But the Buddha remained silent.
Only when Tang Sanzang and the others stood still did Tang Sanzang co to his senses and bow, saying, "Disciple Xuan Zhuang, by the imperial edict of the Emperor of the Great Tang, has made the long pilgrimage to your sacred mountain to request the True Scriptures, for the salvation of all beings. May the Buddha bestow his grace and grant us an early return to our country."
The Buddha nodded slightly, then looked towards Tang Sanzang.
Tang Sanzang tilted his head and said, "Don’t look at , don’t you have any idea why I’m here?"
The Buddha didn’t get angry but smiled and said, "Xuan Zhuang, your land of the East is South Jambūdvīpa, where, due to its vastness and abundance, there is much greed, killing, lust, deception, cheating, and deceit. People do not follow the teachings of Buddhism, do not aspire towards good karma, do not respect the three lights, nor cherish the five grains; lack loyalty, filial piety, righteousness, and benevolence, deceive themselves, use unfair asures, harm lives, kill beings... Although Confucius established teachings of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and wisdom there, and emperors have succeeded one another enforcing punishnts like penal servitude, decapitation, and strangling, what about those who remain ignorant and unrestrained, who freely indulge in their vices?
I have here the Tripitaka that can transcend suffering and explain disasters and sins. The Tripitaka consists of three parts: one part on the Dharma that speaks of heaven, one part on comntaries that speak of earth, and one part on the Sutras that deliver spirits. Together, it amounts to thirty-five categories, comprising a total of fifteen thousand one hundred and forty-four scrolls.
It is indeed the path to the cultivation of truth and the gateway to upholding virtue.
It contains everything from the celestial patterns, geography, human characters, animals, flora, and objects, to human affairs of the four great continents, without exception. You have co from afar; I am willing to bestow all these to you for you to take back. However, the people of that land are foolish and stubborn, they slander the true words and do not understand the profound intentions of our monastic order... "
Before the Buddha could finish speaking, the bald monks below had already started yawning.
The Buddha coughed and said, "Ānanda, Kāśyapa, you two guide him to the treasure tower below, first provide him with the monastic al. After the al, open the treasure pavilion, and from within the Tripitaka, hand him several scrolls from the thirty-five categories to propagate in the land of the East and eternally bestow our imnse grace."
The two venerable ones imdiately obeyed and took Tang Sanzang down with them.
Having sent off Tang Sanzang, the Buddha subconsciously rubbed his glabella and looked down at the baldy below, with a foolish and punchable face.
"Tang Sanzang, since you are willing to stay, are you willing to practice with us?" asked the Buddha.
Tang Sanzang shook his head, "What can you teach ?"
The Buddha said, "I can teach you the postnatal forms of propriety and rites."
Tang Sanzang was about to refuse, but then he thought of that feather and asked, "First tell where the owner of the feather is, then we’ll talk."
The Buddha shook his head, "I don’t know."
Tang Sanzang frowned, "If you don’t know, then I’m leaving."
Tang Sanzang stayed behind, hoping to inquire about the identity of the feather’s owner to recover his lost mory. With his nature, could a single feather and a few words be enough to make him stay?
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