The monk and disciple of Tang left the Tongtai Mansion Kou Yuanwai's house and embarked on the main road. Sure enough, the Buddha land in the West was different from other places. The master and disciple saw some Qihua, Yao grass, ancient cypress, and green pine along the way. Every family was good at the place where they passed by. Every household was busy with monks. Whenever people at the foot of the mountain practiced, they saw guests in the forest chanting sutras.

The masters and disciples stayed overnight and walked around the morning for another six or seven days, suddenly they saw a tall building and several floors of the palace. It was really:

A hundred feet soaring into the sky, towering the man into the sky. He looked down at the sunset, and led his hands to pick the flying stars. The open-minded window pavilion swallowed the universe, the rugged buildings connected to the cloud screen. The yellow crane letter came to the autumn trees, the colorful phoenixes wrote to the evening breeze. This is the Ling Palace Baoge, Lin Pavilion, Zhuting Court, Zhentang talks about the universe, the universe spreads the scriptures. Flowers come to spring, the pine trees pass green by rain. The purple zhixian fruit is beautiful every year, and the alchemy phoenixes fly inspiration.

Tang Monk was delighted to see it, raised his whip and smiled, "Wukong, it's such a good place!"

Sun Wukong also turned around and smiled and said, "Master, you are in that false realm, false Buddha statue, and you have to bow down; today you have reached this true realm, true Buddha statue, and you can't get off your horse, so how can you say it?"

When Tang Seng heard this, he was stunned and turned over and jumped off his horse in panic. He had already arrived outside the pavilion gate. He saw a Taoist standing slanted to the mountain gate and shouting: "Was the one who came here to learn from Dongtu?"

Tang Monk hurriedly dressed up and looked up to see him:

Wearing a brocade garment, shaking the jade plaque, wearing brocade garment, often attending banquets at the treasure pavilion; shaking the jade plaque, and waving dust in the purple palace of Dantai. Hanging the immortal talismans and walking on shoes. The floating feathers are beautiful and amazing. They cultivate immortality in the world of immortality and cultivate eternal life to escape dust. The holy monk did not recognize the guests of Lingshan, and the great immortal from the golden peak came back then.

Sun Dasheng recognized him and hurriedly said, "Master. This is the great immortal of the Golden Plate of Yuzhenguan at the foot of Lingshan. He is here to pick us up."

Tang Monk woke up and stepped forward and clasped his hands together to salute.

The immortal smiled and returned the courtesy, "The holy monk has arrived this year. I was coaxed by Guanyin Bodhisattva. She received the Buddha's golden order more than ten years ago and sought the scholars from the East, saying that she would be here in two or three years. I waited every year, but there was no news, and I unexpectedly met this year."

Tang Monk clasped his hands and smiled: "I am willing to be a great immortal!"

The master and disciple led the horse and carried the load, entered the temple together, and met the great immortal one by one. The great immortal of the golden top immediately ordered to watch the tea and set up a vegetarian food. He also asked the little kid to burn incense soup and bathed with the holy monk to get to the Buddha's land.

The next morning, Tang Monk changed his clothes, put on a brocade robe, wore a Vairocana hat, and held a tin staff to the hall to bid farewell to the great immortal.

The immortal smiled and said, "Yesterday's Lan Lu, today's bright. Look at this true Buddha's son!"

Tang Seng bid farewell to get ready to go, and the immortal hurriedly said, "Stop, holy monk! Wait for me to send you a ride."

Sun Wukong waved his hand and said, "You don't have to send me off, Lao Sun recognizes the way."

The immortal smiled and said, "What you recognize is the cloud road. The holy monk has not climbed the cloud road yet, so he should walk along the road."

"That's right, although Lao Sun has walked a few times, he has never stepped on this place. He has this path and I'm sorry to send you off. My master is very dedicated to worshiping Buddha. Fortunately, don't hesitate," Sun Wukong was stunned when he heard this, and then he hurriedly said.

The great immortal smiled and took Tang Monk's hand to guide the Dharma door to the altar. It turned out that if you didn't leave the mountain gate, you would just walk out of the back door of Guanyu Zhongtang.

The great immortal pointed to Lingshan and said, "Saint Monk, look at the five colors of auspicious lights and thousands of auspiciousness in the past half day, which is the peak of Lingjiu and the holy realm of Buddha."

When Tang Monk saw it, he fell to the ground with a thrill of heart and bowed.

When Sun Wukong saw this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Master, you are not yet a place to worship! As the saying goes, "Looking at the mountain, you will still be far away from Lingshan! If you bow to the top from here, how many heads will you have to knock?"

The immortal couldn't help but smile and bowed: "Saint Monk, you, the Great Monk, Tianpeng, and the four people who rolled the curtains have arrived in this blessed land. Seeing Lingshan, I'm back."

"Thank you for sending me off!" After thanking the Golden Ding Great Immortal, Tang Seng and his disciples continued to set off.

Sun Wukong took the golden hoop first, leading Tang Monk and others to walk slowly and climb Lingshan. After less than five or six miles, he saw a stream of live water, rolling waves and flowing, about a wide area, with no trace of people.

Tang Seng was shocked when he saw this and said, "Wukong, this journey is not bad. Could it be that the great immortal pointed it wrong? This water is so wide and so surging, and there is no boat or oar. How can I cross it?"

Sun Wukong stretched out his furry finger and pointed at the distance and smiled: "Not bad! Look, there is not a big bridge over there? Only then will he achieve the right result if he walks over that bridge!"

When Tang Seng and others looked closer, there was a stone tablet beside the bridge, with the three words "Lingyundu" on it. It turned out to be a single-plank bridge. It was exactly:

From a distance, you can see the sky as a jade building, and from a close distance, you can see the broken water and a dead raft. It is easy to build a river and a sea, but how can you make a single wood and a single beam?

The shadows of the rainbow lie flat on the flat, and the white silk in the sky connects the world. It is very smooth and difficult to cross, except for the immortal steps and colorful clouds.

"Wukong, how can you stand firmly with such a bridge? How can you live?" Tang Seng couldn't help but frown when he saw this.

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "What's the sad thing? Look at me, Lao Sun."

As he said that, Sun Wukong jumped onto the single-plank bridge and ran to the opposite side. He turned to Tang Monk, Zhu Bajie and Sha Monk waved their hands and laughed loudly, "Come on, Master, Bajie, Junior Brother Sha, come here!"

"No, no! I can't get through it! Old Pig, I am not as flexible as you, monkey," Zhu Bajie shook his head and said hurriedly.

Sun Wukong came back in a hurry and grabbed Zhu Bajie's ear and said, "Don't talk too much, follow me up! Only by walking here can you achieve true success and become a Buddha."

"No, I won't go. Even if I don't become a Buddha, the old pig doesn't want to fall and be drowned!" Zhu Bajie said hurriedly.

Tang Seng saw it helplessly and said, "Okay, don't argue. This is Foshan, don't lose your gentleness."

"Master! Senior Brother! Look!" Sha Seng beside him suddenly said hurriedly.

Tang Monk and others turned around and saw a five-colored stream of light falling from the air, turning into a purple brocade robe, and the young man emitting five-colored light was Kong Xuan.

"Is it him?" Tang Seng, Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng both recognized Kong Xuan.

Sun Wukong also looked at Kong Xuan with a slightly solemn expression and was secretly shocked: "Quest Saint? His cultivation is unfathomable! Strangely, looking at his outfit, he seems not from a Buddhist, so why did he appear here?"

"Holy Monk, you are finally here!" He looked at Tang Monk's disciple Kong Xuan with a faint smile, and waved his hand slightly as he spoke. A five-color rainbow bridge appeared on the single-plank bridge: "Please, please!"

Seeing this, Tang Monk was surprised and hurriedly clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, I am!"

"Let's go! Master, be careful!" Sun Wukong stepped forward and helped Tang Seng and took the lead in the five-color rainbow bridge.

Seeing Tang Seng and Sun Wukong walking on the flat ground on the Five-Colored Rainbow Bridge, Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng were relieved and followed with a horse and load.

Just as their master and apprentice reached halfway through the bridge deck, Kong Xuan, who was standing in the air, suddenly spread his arms with his lips slightly raised, and an invisible force spread out in an instant, causing the water flow under the single-plank bridge to sweep away and fall towards Tang Seng and his disciples.

"Master! Be careful!" Sun Wukong's expression changed and he hurriedly protected Tang Monk, who also showed panic on his face.

However, the spilled water swept down like a heavy rain, directly pouring Tang Seng and disciple into a chicken with nowhere to hide.

"What are you doing?" Sun Wukong looked at Kong Xuan with anger a little anxiously.

Kong Xuan shrugged and smiled, "Just help you wash away the filth of the world. Just see the Buddha! Always be sincere."

"Wukong! Don't be rude!" Tang Monk, who felt as if he was reborn, quickly reached out to stop Sun Wukong, and then bowed respectfully to Kong Xuan and said, "Thank you, Bodhisattva!"

"Bodhisattva?" Kong Xuan, who was slightly stunned, shook his head and smiled: "I am not a Bodhisattva! My name is Kong Xuan."

After saying that, Kong Xuan's figure moved into a five-colored stream of light and headed towards Lingshan.

Tang Seng, who thanked him again, hurriedly said, "Let's go! Disciples! Let's continue to move forward!"

Frowning and looking at the direction of Kong Xuan's departure, Sun Wukong nodded slightly when he heard this, and then helped Tang Seng continue to walk to the other side.

...

Next to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool of Lingshan, the Buddha Mother Cunti and the Buddha of Guizhi sat opposite each other and sat cross-legged in peace.

The two of them seemed to have a look at each other almost at the same time, and they looked at each other with a slightly relieved look of joy.

"The great cause of obtaining the scriptures is finally fulfilled!" said the Buddha Mother Cundi in surprise.

Instead, the Buddha Mother of Cunti couldn't help but look slightly and said, "Well? Kong Xuan left Lingshan? It seems that he was going to Dongsheng Shenzhou. Are you going to meet the Heavenly Lord of Creation? Before, I was really worried that he would play tricks in Lingyundu. Unexpectedly, he not only did not do anything randomly, but also helped Tang Seng and his disciples cross the river, and his merits were fulfilled."

"Brother! You said that he would go to see the Heavenly Lord of Creation now, so he would not want to return to the lineage of Creation, right?" Then the Buddha Mother of Cundi looked at the Buddha with some concern.

The Buddha in Guizhi smiled and said, "Don't worry! The Tathagata designed Kong Xuan to have the Buddha body of the Peacock King Bodhisattva. He was involved in the fortune of my Buddhist sect, so he could not easily distinguish himself from the Buddhist sect."

"After that being said, he may not be able to be united with our Buddhists!" The Buddha Mother Cundi couldn't help but say.

The Buddha of Guizhi shook his head and said calmly: "If he is wholeheartedly with my Buddhist sect, I will feel strange."

The Buddha Mother of Cundi was stunned, and then he said seriously with a frown slightly, "Kong Xuan has achieved the great way of extinction in my Buddhist sect, and his cultivation has increased. Few people can match my Buddhist quasi-saints. Behind him is the Heavenly Lord of Creation, so we must be careful."

"Kong Xuan is not worth worrying about. What is important is what the purpose of the Heavenly Lord of Creation is!" The Buddha said.

When the Buddha Mother Cunti heard this, his face changed slightly and said, "This Heavenly Lord of Creation likes to plot against others quietly. In recent years, he has been very calm. He seems to have done nothing, but he doesn't know how many calculations he has made secretly. Alas, sometimes I think about it and I'm really a little too careful!"

"Don't think too much! The Heavenly Lord of Creation has a great cultivation level and is already the number one person in the three realms of the prehistoric world. Now, the only thing he can value is the inheritance of his line of creation. Now the line of creation is full of strong people and talents. As long as there is no big conflict between our Buddhist and the line of creation, he has no reason to plot against our Buddhist!" The Buddha instructed him slowly spoke.

But the Buddha Mother of Cundi said helplessly: "Our Western Buddhism prospers and will inevitably have conflicts with the lineage of creation."

"There is no obstacle to small conflicts. As long as it is not a big holiday, the Heavenly Lord of Creation will not care about it," the Buddha of Guizhi shook his head calmly.

As he said that, the Buddha slowly closed his eyes: "Continue practicing!"

When the Buddha Mother Cundi was speechless when she heard this, she had to shake her head and shut her eyes to practice helplessly.

...

Dongsheng Shenzhou, Qingqiu Mountain, and a clear lake with a radius of several miles can be seen in the green meadow. The aquatic plants and various swimming fish can be seen.

On the grass by the lake, Aged in a loose white robe was holding a fishing rod in hand.

"Teacher!" The five-colored light flashed, and the void around it fluctuated slightly. Kong Xuan, wearing a purple robe, appeared behind Chen Hua and stood still, bowing respectfully to Kong Xuan and shouting.

Chen Hua, who raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled without turning his head and said, "Xuan'er, you are finally back."

"Teacher, Tang Monk and his disciples have arrived in the Western Lingshan Mountains," Kong Xuan continued.

"Oh?" Chen Hua, who raised his eyebrows slightly, couldn't help but slowly get up and put down the fishing rod. He turned to look at Kong Xuan: "It's quite fast! Xuan'er, can Moro be there?"

Kong Xuan nodded slightly and looked slightly solemn: "Teacher, it's in the womb of his disciple."

While speaking, the five-colored light on Kong Xuan's abdomen flashed, and a whirlpool flashed in the middle, and a black lotus could be seen vaguely shining with a strange dark purple light, which looked extremely strange.

Seeing this, Chen Hua, whose eyes narrowed slightly, couldn't help but say, "Can Xuan'er still suppress it?"

"My disciple has made great progress in his cultivation over the years and can temporarily suppress this demon lotus. However, this demon lotus has become increasingly strong in my belly and trying to influence my disciple. The disciple may only be able to suppress it for hundreds of years," Kong Xuan, who spoke, couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Teacher, this demon lotus is a great disaster for Buddhism. Why did you ask your disciple to help Buddhism suppress its development?"

Chen Hua shook his head and said, "Xuan'er, it is not only a great disaster for Buddhism, but also a great disaster for our entire prehistoric world and human race. The later it appears, the less harmful it will be to the prehistoric world. However, the master has some mistakes in the calculation. The so-called "blocking is worse than being loose", the devil lotus is suppressed in your body, but it is also a training for it. This time, the troubles of Buddhism are even worse."

"Teacher's clarification!" Kong Xuan nodded and said hurriedly: "The disciple also feels that it has grown a little faster recently. However, the troubles of Buddhism are a good thing for us. The prosperity of Buddhism is a threat to my fortune."

Threat? Chen Huaqing raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Xuan'er, my fortune line is not weak anymore. However, if you want to be prosperous forever, you must not have too strong foreign enemies, and the other must not have strong enough foreign enemies."

"This..." Kong Xuan, who was slightly stunned, his eyes flashed, and he nodded suddenly and said, "The disciple understands! The teacher is far-sighted, but the disciple is not as good as that."
To be continued...