Time flies, and time passes.

Eight years have passed.

The Ming Dynasty was like the sun in the middle, and the Tang Dynasty also began to move its troops westward, destroying Tuyuhun, Baoxiang Kingdom, and Crow Kingdom in succession, and its influence in the Western Regions began to increase.

Whether it is Xiniu Hezhou or Nanzhanbuzhou, the prosperity of the two brothers of Tang and Ming dynasties is also booming.

The Uighurs, Tujue, Xueyantuo and other tribes in the north, the Gelulu in the northwest, the Tianzhu state in the west, and the Jieri state were also trembling, and all sent envoys to send envoys to Tang and Ming to learn their culture and systems. The Chinese style began to influence the countries.

Chinese culture is more prosperous than the Zhenguan period in history.

At this time, the 24th year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty and the 11th year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, spring.

Tang Monk and his disciples have gone through many disasters and arrived at the foot of Xiao Leiyin Mountain.

A mysterious and peaceful feeling bathed in the hearts of the four masters and apprentices.

"This is the Buddha's light shining. Could it be that we have arrived at Lingshan?"

The four masters and apprentices couldn't help but shout in unison.

"You four masters and apprentices are new, right?" a woodcutter next to him sneered.

Tang Monk was a humble temper and was afraid that his disciples would cause trouble, so he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed his head and asked, "This donor, I am a monk from the Tang Dynasty in the East and the West who obtained the scriptures. It was the first time I came here. I wonder what this place is? It seems that there is something mysterious?"

The woodcutter nodded: "It turns out that he is a monk from the country of brothers. No wonder he is so majestic, unlike the monks in India. He has a spirit of being at ease with the situation in his bones, which makes people feel displeased."

"But are you confused? Nowadays, no one knows that Tang and Ming are one, the richest and strongest, and have a prosperous culture. The two countries have the deepest research on Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism and hundreds of schools of thought. If you want to obtain the true scriptures, from Tang Ke to Ming, from Ming Ke to Tang, but you want to go to Lingshan in Tianzhu, it is simply putting the cart before the horse."

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie looked at each other, and looked at Sha Seng again, not understanding what the other party said.

Tang Monk smiled gently: "The donor was joking. The monks in India were all at the foot of Lingshan Mountain and were influenced by Mahayana Buddhism. It is said that those in Xiniu Hezhou are not greedy or killing, nourishing qi and hidden spirits. Although they are supreme, everyone can live a life of life. This is safe with the circumstances. It must be the prosperity of the Buddha's country."

The woodcutter sneered, "This monk, I'm afraid you have entered the devil's path to seeking scriptures to travel west. Maybe you think that the moon in India is rounder than that of the Tang Dynasty, right? Who doesn't know that the people of India are numb and content with the status quo, almost like gods and Buddhas dolls, and domestic animals raised in captivity; where are the people of the Ming Dynasty, who value themselves, and still compete for change, seeking for development, and not be confused about immortals and Buddhas, it is a great struggle for the world and the place of humanity."

Tang Seng was stunned and couldn't speak for a moment.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong stepped forward and shouted, "Well, the woodcutter, you said that India is not good, because you have heard too much Buddhism. Then what's going on here? You are suspected to be a Buddha general?"

As a citizen of the Ming Dynasty, the woodcutter forced himself to study since he was a child and understood many principles. Therefore, he contracted a forest and became rich. Today he came out to chop wood, but he was so quiet that he happened to meet the four masters and apprentices.

He was knowledgeable and did not feel afraid of Sun Wukong's hair-faced and thunderbolt. He just said lightly: "The Buddha on Lingshan in Tianzhu just advised others to settle for the status quo, but he enjoyed the Pure Land. The Buddha here is my Emperor of Ming Dynasty. The barbarians from all directions called Genghis Khan. When he was the prince, he established the Qijueling Special Economic Zone and sold the products of Qijueling to the Tang Dynasty, Persia, and even the distant Qin Dynasty, which made our people become richer day by day. After ascending the throne, he destroyed the countries, conquered thousands of miles of country, married the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty, introduced the Tang Dynasty culture, and promoted economic construction. My Ming officials made progress and the people were enterprising, so that the country was prosperous and the people were extremely prosperous, and they became a powerful country with the Tang Dynasty. All of this is the contribution of my Ming Hongwu Emperor!"

"So, because of my great Ming Emperor, I, has gained the faith of the people, and realized that he became a Buddha eight years ago. At that time, he informed the monks of the Three Realms to preach on this mountain today to resolve the doubts of sentient beings. You are monks from the brotherly country. Such a grand scene cannot be missed."

Sun Wukong suddenly slapped his head: "Old Sun has an impression of this. Eight years ago, we were still in Baoxiang Kingdom. I heard that the Emperor of Ming Dynasty became a Buddha, but I didn't expect that eight years had passed in this trance."

Tang Monk hurriedly said, "When I left the East Land, I made a vow to worship Buddha and sweep the pagoda when I met the Buddha. Since the Emperor of Ming Dynasty climbed to the altar to preach, I must worship it and see it."

The woodcutter said, "Master, don't be in a hurry. Just go slowly, but it's not too late. I heard that all the cultivators, gods, immortals and demons in the heavens are here to listen. I wonder how many people can achieve the right result."

"It's fine if the gods in the sky, the cultivators on the ground come to listen, but why do demons come to listen?" Sun Wukong was slightly stunned and couldn't help but ask.

"What's wrong with the demon? As long as my Ming demon abides by the law and pays taxes according to the rules, they will enjoy the treatment of the Ming nationality. Why are you not qualified to listen?" The woodcutter smiled and said, "I heard that those demons are quite famous, such as Bull Demon King, Halloween Dragon King, Nine-Headed Insect King, etc., are all demon kings."

"Bul Demon King?" Sun Wukong was shocked again, turned his head and looked at Zhu Bajie.

It turned out that when they passed by Hoshan, they encountered Red Boy robbed Tang Monk and spewed out Samadhi True Fire. The three brothers and sisters could hardly resist it. Fortunately, even though the Bull Demon King arrived, he scolded the Red Boy and released Tang Monk.

Sun Wukong still remembers what the Bull Demon King scolded Red Boy: "The Buddhas in the West have experienced seventeen Buddhas. Even the Buddha's magic power is now in heaven, and there will be a time of silence in five hundred years. A mere monk Tang, a Buddha's legitimate son, is reincarnated. Why can he live forever after eating? Don't be so arrogant and be careful to be someone else's pawn."

Just a few words made Hong Chi'er realize and let Tang Monk go.

Sun Wukong expressed his gratitude, and the Bull Demon King waved his hand generously and didn't care.

So in the end, Red Boy was still in Hushan. Although he occupied the mountain and became king, he did not do evil.

Later in the Flame Mountain, Princess Iron Fan even borrowed a banana fan without saying a word, allowing Sun Wukong to extinguish the flames and traveled through the 800 miles of Flame Mountain, with almost no effort.

Therefore, the brotherhood between Sun Wukong and Bull Demon King is still there.

But I didn’t expect that this old cow was really motivated to listen to the Buddha’s teachings here.

Tang Sengdao: "Since the new Buddha is preaching, let's go up the mountain as soon as possible!"

So the master and disciple continued to move forward, and in a moment, they reached the edge of the cliff. They walked up step by step, and saw the mountain: the wind was rustling in the forest, the water was gurgling at the bottom of the stream. The crows flew, and the gods were also difficult to tell. Thousands of cliffs and valleys, hundreds of bells. The dust rolled and no one arrived, and the strange rocks were unwilling to see. There were clouds like water, and the sound of trees and birds were loud. Deer carried luster, ape picked peaches and returned. Foxes and raccoons jumped on the cliff, and the deer was stubborn in the ridge. Walking past the ridge and down to the west, I suddenly saw auspicious light, colorful mist, and there was a pavilion and pavilion with melodious bells and chimes. Sanzang said, "Advisors, what is it?"

The walker looked up, put on a tent with his hands, and looked carefully. The wall was so beautiful! It was really: the valley was empty and the earth was full of sounds, the land was silent and the fragrance of the sky was scattered. Green pine trees covered the pavilions, green bamboos left clouds to protect the lecture hall. The rays of the sunset were misty, the dragon palace was visible, and the colors were floating in the sand. Birds were singing in the elixir trees, cranes drank beside the stone spring. Flowers were beautiful in the gardens, and the doors were open on three sides. The towers were abruptly and the doors were welcomed by the ridges, and the bells and chimes were empty and the sounds were long. The world was not in the real fairyland, and the quiet earth reminded the temple to bring good temples.

There is also a square there, a high platform in the middle, and a huge stand is built around it, just like the ancient Colosseum of the Roman City of the Great Qin Kingdom.

Sun Wukong said, "Master, there is the preaching platform, let's go there quickly."

Tang Monk was overjoyed and stepped inside with the help of Sun Wukong and others. Sure enough, he saw a middle-aged man dressed in an emperor sitting upright on the platform. Sun Wukong looked at the golden eyes and saw that his Emperor Star was possessed, his fortune was prosperous, and his purple air above his head surrounded ten thousand miles, which was a peerless wise king.

"Along the way, the Ming Dynasty has been prosperous and the people have not caused trouble, and even the demons have not caused trouble. This Ming Emperor is indeed a wise ruler. I am afraid that my Emperor of Tang and the Emperor Zhenguan will not be able to compare with him?" Tang Seng thought secretly, and then worshiped with great gifts, not daring to be negligent at all.

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie were stunned.

Because they met countless old friends in the stands around them.

Many immortal friends from the ten continents and three islands, Zhen Yuanzi from Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain, who played with their mother Lishan, the Xiansheng Erlang Zhenjun from Guanjiangkou, as well as his Meishan brothers and many grass-headed gods, the Dragon King of the Four Seas, as well as the gods from heaven, the underworld, the various gods from the four continents, and the demons from deep mountains and rivers. Among the seven brothers Sun Wukong had traveled around the world, three or four were in the stands.

"There are also monks on earth." Sun Wukong swept over a young man who looked weak and weak, dressed in white, and four old and ugly women behind him kept scattering flowers. He seemed to have an impression in his eyes, but he should have never seen them before.

Sun Wukong didn't know that he should have competed with this young man named "Empty" in another multiverse, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

I just feel that the gods, Buddhas and demons in the heavens are afraid that they have arrived halfway.

"Lingshan Da Leiyin Temple has been built for thousands of years, but I'm afraid there have not been so many people gathered?"

Sun Wukong thought in his heart, and then a hint of admiration arose.

"Now the Ming Dynasty is prosperous, the people are rich, everyone is striving for progress and enterprising, just for a better life, and their determination and perseverance are far superior to the gods and immortals' cultivation."

Chen Zhao sat down on the high platform and said, his voice was elegant and clear and beautiful. It was not only in this lecture hall, but also in the three realms, the heavens and everything in the three realms can be heard.

"I have the way to govern the country, gain the faith of the people, comprehend the great way, and become a Buddha by oneself. Now I will enlighten all living beings and talk about Yoga and Mahayana."

Chen Zhao's voice drifted to the heaven, to the earth, to the underworld, to the Lingshan Mountain.
Chapter completed!