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Guanyin Bodhisattva let out a wry smile and said, "This... well, I'll help you. However, the sweet dew in my Jade Clean Bottle isn't as plentiful as you say; I can't give you several buckets."
Tang Sanzang tilted his head, his face clearly showing disbelief, "I don't believe it, why don't you show how much water you have there?"
As he spoke, his gaze was incredibly innocent and pure, seemingly just wanting a peek at first glance.
But upon hearing this, Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't help but roll her eyes. She thought to herself, you shaless monk, without any sha or reason—if this bottle were to fall into your hands, it would be like throwing a at bun to a dog, never to be seen again.
So Guanyin Bodhisattva said, "There's no need to look. Isn't it just reviving a Ginseng Fruit Tree? This poor monk will accompany you. Once we get there, I'll help you revive that Ginseng Fruit Tree."
Upon hearing these words, Tang Sanzang's originally dull but pure eyes flashed with the disappointnt of his sche being seen through.
Seeing this, Guanyin Bodhisattva wiped the sweat from her forehead, secretly relieved: "Indeed, this thieving monk has no good intentions!"
Then Guanyin Bodhisattva saw Tang Sanzang spinning around on the spot. She asked in bewildernt, "Fellow Taoist, what exactly are you looking for?"
Tang Sanzang replied, "I've co all this way; I can't possibly return empty-handed, right? I'm looking to see if you have any local specialties..."
Guanyin Bodhisattva, Mu Zha: "@#￥@#..."
In the end, Tang Sanzang was still taken away by Guanyin Bodhisattva. Of course, he also conveniently took with him so bamboo shoots from the Purple Bamboo Forest, along with the bear hair he had plucked earlier. Had Guanyin Bodhisattva not dragged him away, he would have even fancied taking so seafood...
Guanyin Bodhisattva, carrying Tang Sanzang on her clouds, arrived at the Wuzhuang Temple before long.
As the two descended from the clouds, Zhen Yuanzi had already co out to greet them.
Seeing that Guanyin Bodhisattva had personally made the trip, Zhen Yuanzi said sowhat sheepishly, "I've troubled the Bodhisattva."
Guanyin Bodhisattva responded with a wry smile, "You found a good negotiator; I couldn't help but co."
Zhen Yuanzi was well aware of how dubious his own ancestor was and chuckled awkwardly, "Ahem... Well... I'm sorry to trouble you."
Guanyin Bodhisattva also realized that Zhen Yuanzi was quite apprehensive yet respectful towards Tang Sanzang, and a chill went through her heart.
Despite Zhen Yuanzi's politeness towards her, if one were to count seniority or strength, only a few Buddha ancestors in Mount Ling could compare. Among the bodhisattvas, only Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva could match Zhen Yuanzi.
The fact that such a powerful being showed so much apprehension and respect for soone made her even more curious about the true identity of this unreliable, thieving monk before her. Of course, she was more curious as to how, with his strength, he could have the audacity to snatch a job from his juniors. Was he really interested in the public virtue of a pilgrimage?
It didn't make sense...
With myriad thoughts in her heart, Guanyin Bodhisattva did not idle her hands. She approached the Ginseng Fruit Tree, dipped her willow branch in the sweet dew, and dotted the Ginseng Fruit Tree before reciting an incantation and waving her hand. Suddenly, the Ginseng Fruit Tree that had been lying on the ground stood upright on its own, its root system rapidly growing and re-rooting in the ground. The once withered leaves began to revive, and the people-shaped fruits that had burrowed into the earth flew back one after another, reattaching to the tree.
In just a mont, the Ginseng Fruit Tree that had been dead was restored to its original state.
The breeze blew, green leaves shook, and the fragrance of ten thousand miles of fruit filled the air!
Seeing this scene, Zhen Yuanzi laughed joyfully, clasping his hands together, "Bodhisattva, thank you for this. I will rember this favor."
Guanyin Bodhisattva returned the gesture, "The great immortal helped us first; this poor monk is just returning the favor. It's not a matter of owing favors."
Clearly, Guanyin Bodhisattva was already aware of the six Garanas earnestly requesting Zhen Yuanzi to help suppress Tang Sanzang—an effort that ultimately failed but was indeed a favor.
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Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said, "Let's not ntion this matter again. An ant trying to topple a tree, how embarrassing..."
Hearing these words, Guanyin Bodhisattva's heart skipped a beat once more, and she subconsciously glanced at the foolish monk squatting on the ground, looking up at the ginseng fruit swaying back and forth on the tree, and couldn't help but telepathically ask Zhen Yuanzi, "Who exactly is he?"
Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Tang Sanzang. He was uncertain whether Tang Sanzang was willing to reveal his identity, but since the man had done him a favor, it wouldn't be right not to answer, so he craftily replied, "He is Tang Sanzang."
And then, Zhen Yuanzi stopped speaking.
The words "zang" and "cang" sounded alike, and without an explanation, let Guanyin Bodhisattva rack her brains—this "zang" was not that "cang"!
Knowing that Zhen Yuanzi would say no more, Guanyin Bodhisattva could only prepare to leave, filled with confusion.
Just then, Tang Sanzang turned his head and called out, "Hey, you're leaving just like that? You haven't thanked yet!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was just about to fly off, stumbled, almost falling from the cloud bank, and incredulously looked at Tang Sanzang, "I helped you revive the ginseng fruit tree, and you don't thank , and yet I should thank you?"
Tang Sanzang, as if it were only natural, stretched out two fingers...
Guanyin Bodhisattva's face turned black, and she gritted her teeth, "I've thanked you, alright!"
From the mont Guanyin Bodhisattva was born until now, it was the first ti she had felt such frustration. The other party clearly needed her help, yet she didn't receive any gratitude and had to thank them instead...
At that mont, an idea rose in Guanyin Bodhisattva's mind: "I hate baldies!"
Having said that, Guanyin Bodhisattva took to the air, ready to depart.
Tang Sanzang called out loudly, "I rember now, you are my wife!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva, mid-air, staggered and almost fell from the sky, glaring at Tang Sanzang with clenched teeth and fled as if her life depended on it...
anwhile, another person was cursing baldies, and that was Buddha Tathagata!
At this very mont, he had returned to Mount ru, but his mood was just like his hairstyle - completely ssed up!
Originally, when he returned from his trip, he had planned to suppress Tang Sanzang himself, but after witnessing with his own eyes how a casual punch from Tang Sanzang nearly sent Zhen Yuanzi to the western paradise, he had to change his strategy.
If they really fought, he might win, but the cost was uncertain, and with Buddhism currently flourishing, he absolutely could not afford any accidents, hence the need to think long-term.
And with this long-term consideration, he had to clean up after Tang Sanzang, which was also a way to cover up Buddhism's embarrassnt.
So, he expended a great deal of effort to cover up the big fight between Tang Sanzang and Zhen Yuanzi...
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Just as Buddha Tathagata was exhaustingly dealing with this, Tang Sanzang's side was filled with celebration.
After the revival of the ginseng fruit tree, Zhen Yuanzi was overjoyed and imdiately announced a double celebration. Then, he went straight to Tang Sanzang and said, "Senior, I have been foolish, filled with countless doubts after many years of cultivation. I earnestly request that you clear my confusion. If convenient, I wish to follow you to the Western Heaven and learn along the way."
No sooner had he spoken than Tang Sanzang reacted, but Sun Wukong and the others swiftly brought stools, sunflower seeds, and a big waterlon, munching and cracking seeds as if watching a big show.
While Zhen Yuanzi was still bewildered, Tang Sanzang tilted his head and said sothing...
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