Although Li Changan has a very poor physical condition and his progress in cultivation is unshakable, he is the eldest brother of the Ninth Peak after all.
After Zhang Hengzhi ascended to heaven, in order to understand why the monks in Beizhou could not ascend, he studied a lot of subjects, including the cultivation system of this world, the various methods, and even studied the Three Thousand Minor Paths with Lao Liu.
That's why he knew about the pure Zen mind of Buddhism. After Nezha came to the Ninth Peak, Li Changan would talk about it from time to time to show off in order to highlight the heroic image of his eldest brother.
Of course, Nezha did not see that Xuanzang had a pure Zen mind, but just said something casually, and who knew that it would scare the old monk.
"Young benefactor, please do not speak carelessly about Wuque Zenxin's affairs. If this gets out, I and my disciples might be in grave danger."
The old monk pulled Nezha's clothes and prayed humbly.
"A fatal disaster? Why?" Nezha's face was full of confusion.
Eh?
Since this guy knows about the pure Zen mind, doesn’t he know the benefits of the pure Zen mind?
The old monk rolled his eyes. "What's there to not understand? The Buddha's Pure Zen Mind, like your Twelve-Turn Colorful Lotus Dharmakaya, is a truly remarkable cultivation physique. We, the master and disciple, are all alone, without profound cultivation or a powerful sect background. If someone gets jealous, they'll surely kill us both..."
Nezha thought about it and said, well, it does make sense.
"Don't worry, I won't say anything nonsense."
The old monk secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Except for my senior brother..."
The old monk staggered.
With the immunity to monsters BUFF of the young monk Xuanzang, the three of them wandered around the ninth floor for a long time but didn't even run into a mouse, which made them finally feel at ease.
But soon, a huge explosion sounded behind them, and the three of them were startled.
"Those guys are catching up, so fast!"
The old monk turned around and wanted to run, but he saw the ground explode with a bang, and countless magma surged up and rushed madly towards the entrance of the ninth floor.
In the magma, a huge fiery red wing stretched out, covering the sky and the sun. Fire flew out from under the wings and hit the entrance.
A series of screams were heard, and soon they died down.
I gather...
Now even Nezha was a little uneasy.
I hope those guys won’t be killed by the monsters guarding Jiufeng.
The old monk felt his throat dry. The monster that could kill those guys in seconds was probably not just at the initial stage of mind enlightenment.
Damn, it’s a good thing I brought a cheat, otherwise I would have lost my head long ago.
"Let's go and take a look?" Nezha asked, slurping his saliva.
The old monk's face changed. "Little donor, if you want to die, don't drag me down with you. If we anger the monsters here, they won't care about our pure Zen mind and will eat us alive."
"But how can we end this trial if we don't defeat the monster guarding this place?" Nezha wondered.
The old monk's eyes and face were serious. "Don't worry, young donor. You have helped my master and I so much. I will definitely take you out of the Demon Garden safely."
Nezha tilted his head, "And then..."
The old monk hesitated slightly, looking a little strange.
This time he came to Taixuan Demon Garden, it was naturally impossible for him to bring only his apprentice to gain experience. There were certain secrets that he did not want the little girl in front of him to know, but at the same time, as a Buddhist, he did not want to break the precept of false speech.
After thinking for a while, the old monk suddenly spoke.
"...Do you want to eat something first?"
Nezha's eyes lit up, "Okay, okay." Then he started to take out the barbecue grill, knife and fork, apron, and a fat bison leg.
"Young benefactor, you roast it first. Master and I will go to the bathroom and be right back."
As he said this, he pulled the little monk up and turned to run. After leaving Nezha's sight, he suddenly changed direction and ran wildly in a certain direction.
"Master, why do we leave Nezha there alone? If she encounters a monster alone, she will be in danger." The little monk asked with a puzzled look on his face while running.
"You are so stupid! Have you forgotten why we risked our lives to come to Taixuan Demon Garden?"
The little monk was puzzled.
The old monk's expression became unusually serious. "Legend has it that Taixuan Demon Garden is actually a magical weapon left behind by an immortal. Actually, this statement is not wrong."
"But to be precise, this should be a fairy treasure refined by an enlightened Bodhisattva, who left it to suppress the Canglan Demon Land in Beizhou. But for some reason, the fairy treasure was damaged and became the training demon garden of the Taixuan Holy Land."
The young monk Xuanzang nodded, seemingly understanding, "Master, you are not coveting this magical treasure and want to take it for yourself, are you?"
The little monk raised his eyebrows, "Master, are you a little bit overwhelmed?"
"Stupid!" The old monk shook his hand and scalped him. "What's the use of this demon garden cave? What I want is the immortal spirit remaining in this fairy treasure. It is a rare treasure. If you can obtain the immortal spirit of the Bodhisattva, plus your pure Zen mind, you will be able to obtain the true Buddha's truth and enter the Western Paradise!"
"Teacher, I am wholeheartedly devoted to you, little Xuanzang, you must do your best." The old monk looked towards the west with a complicated look in his eyes.
"But Master, isn't it a bit unkind of us to leave the little donor Nezha here?"
"It's okay. Let's wait until we get the energy left by the Bodhisattva, and then come back to find him." The old monk interrupted Xuanzang and took out a lotus petal from somewhere. He flicked his finger and the lotus petal turned into a stream of light and flew out.
"Let's go, keep up!"
The two of them crawled and rolled, following the lotus petals for more than an hour, and finally arrived at the foot of a Dragon Pillar Peak. The Dragon Pillar Peak coiled and stood for a hundred feet. There was an ancient temple on the top of the peak. On the plaque at the temple door was a Buddhist swastika.
"We're here!" The old monk was shaking with excitement.
"As long as you obtain this immortal spirit seal left by the Bodhisattva, the purpose of our trip will be achieved."
Xuanzang stood there in a daze without moving.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and get on!"
The young monk Xuanzang looked a little embarrassed.
"Master, have you forgotten something?"
"Huh?"
"I'm only at the Qi training stage, I can't fly yet..."
"Well……"
Can't fly? How could I forget such a crucial thing?
The old monk was a little dumbfounded.
Looking up, I saw that the mountain was a hundred feet high, surrounded by cliffs, and there was no way to go up.
This is embarrassing...
The old monk's face turned purple as if he had eaten shit.
After hiding all the way, he finally escaped from the Beizhou sect's holy land, dealt with the monsters in the Demon Sealing Tower, and got rid of the foodie Nezha, but he found that between him and this piece of fat meat, there was a Dragon Pillar Peak that was a hundred feet high.
"grass!"
The old monk was so angry that he broke his vow of not lying.
"You can't just let it go like this. Damn it, it's just a mountain. Why climb it!"
The old monk rolled up his trouser legs and cursed angrily, "In the past, I measured the three thousand ancient temples of Buddhism with my bare feet, and now I have fallen in this damn place."
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