Chapter 458 Yuan's Social

When Xuanzang arrived at Nalanda Monastery, he received the greatest welcome.

After trekking for four full years, You Xia'er is already twenty-five years old, as for Xuanzang, he is already thirty-two years old, and as a welcome to him, the drums of the entire Nalanda Temple are loud, unprecedented The welcome ceremony is for monks from distant countries.

"...It's quite majestic."

Chen Yuan held the sword and sighed.

Shi Pantuo next to him nodded affirmatively. After three or so years of trekking, he was already thirty-eight years old, and he was more or less calm. Leaving aside the knight-errant, he was already familiar with Xuanzang. It's five-body surrender, and he can become brothers with King Gaochang, and let the Turkic Khan send troops to escort him.

A monster who converted the king of a country overnight.

Shi Pantuo doubted whether there would be a monk more vigorous than him in the future.

Probably never again.

Ordinary monks are fierce at most, or strong.

This monk is fierce and strong.

And Chen Yuan touched his stomach, then touched Xuanzang's bald head, and began to ponder over dinner.

Shi Pantuo worried: "We are in a foreign country, shouldn't we be bullied?"

"They dare!"

The ranger sneered a few times, and the sword behind his back began to whine in a low voice. Very well, Xuanzang had always sharpened this sword for him. The monk bullied me, don't blame him for his fast sword.

Unfortunately, Ranger didn't get the chance to show off his skills.

Xuanzang received the highest degree of courtesy.

In the Nalanda Temple with more than 10,000 people, the monks who want to enter are all great talents in the same place, otherwise, they will even be stopped by the sweeping monks. This place is not only studying Buddhism, including folk classics, even Then there are spells and medicine.

Among the more than 10,000 people, Xuanzang was one of the top ten people.

He stayed here for five years.

In that era, Buddhism had already begun to decline, and various legends were mixed and unclear. On the contrary, Brahmanism prevailed, so everywhere it is said that this is the place where the Buddha once came, and this is the place where the Buddha once enlightened. How to put it, in a word, Who can brag who is the most powerful.

The locals don't believe it.

Just to deceive foreigners.

"It's all bragging, let me tell you."

One day, Shi Pantuo was full of displeasure, slapped the table and cursed: "I spent money and bought them a drink, and these bastards told the truth. What is the place where the Buddha enlightened? They are all bullshit and deception. Go to enlightenment, and then collect money."

Chen Yuan was surprised: "Is it fake?"

Shi Pantuo said: "Of course it's fake, monkey... no, I mean, cough cough, Yuan."

"Don't believe me, you ask him?"

He pointed to another monk on the table, who nodded awkwardly.

But Chen Yuan was very puzzled.

And Xuanzang was also puzzled.

The two brothers looked at each other: "Is it bragging?"

"That's right, I thought it was realistic."

"I also thought it was realistic."

"But that's normal."

"Yeah, no wonder it took me more than a month to realize it."

"It turned out to be bragging."

"No wonder so."

You Xia and Xuan Zang were puzzled.

"That's right, it took you more than a month to settle..."

Shi Pantuo took the slap in the face, and then his face stiffened little by little.

What's wrong with you?

The monk next to him almost choked to death with a mouthful of food, and coughed violently.

You Xia scratched his head and said, "Didn't I say that?"

"Our hometown is more used to realistic writing in these matters."

Xuanzang replied with a gentle expression: "However, I think even if it's bragging, there should be some interesting places. It can't all be bragging. You should go there. After all, it is the place where the Buddha walked. The legends are exaggerated, but if the Buddha can do it, then I can definitely do it too."

The corners of Shi Pantuo's mouth twitched, falling into a daze.

God is so realistic.

What kind of things live in the minds of you Tang Dynasty people? !

Write a ghost story... ghosts don't believe it.

No, ghosts can't, the monk will be overwhelmed with a slap.

Shi Pantuo fell into self-entanglement.

But the monk next to him was already numb and stunned——

What does it mean if the Buddha can do it, so can you?

But there are many legends added in it!

But no one knows that after the monk from China gently expressed his wishes, he followed the path of enlightenment of the Buddha at the mythical level, and then performed his old profession. It took three years to convert the Buddhist country of India to seventy Visited many countries.

That was the last twilight era of Buddhism, and Nalanda was also the most splendid period.

The Buddhist debate at that time was extremely cruel. The loser either became a disciple of the winner, or cut off his tongue directly to show that he would never talk about Buddhism again in this life, and the relics that only true Buddhist monks can condense The child is an extremely solemn treasure.

At that time, Xuanzang once took the place of the abbot of Nalanda Temple to debate Buddhism.

In the end no one challenged the point.

Xuanzang sighed regretfully.

Chen Yuan asked strangely: "What's the matter, is the competition over?"

The monk from Shenzhou nodded a little bored: "Yes, the competition is over."

"No one challenges me anymore."

"Why?"

"Oh, this..."

The monk scratched his bald head and said, "They are all my disciples now, so there must be no comparison, right?"

Chen Yuan: "..."

All the people of the two Dharma schools became his disciples and belonged to Xuanzang's sect.

People in later generations only know that Xuanzang brought back a large number of Buddhist scriptures. In fact, apart from these Buddhist scriptures, there are still seven Buddha statues that can be regarded as the treasures of schools and towns, as well as the true cultivation of Buddhism, a total of one hundred and fifty A grain of relic...

No one asked the amiable Master Xuanzang.

Where did these things come from.

Perhaps the Buddhist monks of that era were so generous that they even gave Xuanzang the treasure of the Zhenpai.

It must be so.

It can't be Master Xuanzang who debated Buddhism and directly overthrew Buddhist schools, hahaha, how is this possible?

But the time went back to the day when Xuanzang left, and Chen Yuan stayed in Nalanda Temple bored.

But I heard that Shi Pantuo was stopped by someone, and it was said that there were all kinds of things mocking Datang and Xuanzang. Chen Yuan, who was already bored to the limit, was overjoyed, and then ran out with a sword in his hand. Shi Pantuo, who was in his forties, was trampled on the ground and could not even get up.

Chen Yuan's originally excited face turned slightly cold.

The one who stepped on Shipantuo was an extremely majestic man, and he looked at Chen Yuan with a provocative smile:

"Are you the Tang man's follower?"

"I heard that the middle-earth monk has great wisdom, but unfortunately I haven't seen it, but there is a saying in the east that you are close to Zhu Zhechi, and I think you are nothing more than that."

Shi Pantuo shouted loudly: "Monkey, run!"

"he is……"

It's a pity that Shi Pantuo couldn't say what he said.

The twenty-nine-year-old Ranger flicked his wrist, and the sword flew out of its sheath, knocking back the two guards with thick arms, and then stepped forward suddenly, like a tiger, stepping on the ground Up, the spine is slightly lifted, and the right arm follows it.

This move is fierce and terrifying.

Under Shi Pantuo's unrequited gaze.

The majestic man took a heavy fist in the right eye socket, and flew out with a bang. At that moment, the whole street seemed to be quiet, or it was terribly quiet. He turned over, clenched his fists, and counted punches on the forehead of the opposite person.

The majestic man was furious, and he also punched back.

A hearty street brawl.

In the end, Chang'an Ranger of the Tang Dynasty and the eternal nightmare of the bad guys in Luoyang are still slightly better.

He only had one eye socket black.

Both eye sockets of the majestic man were black.

Leave a sentence: "You wait!"

He left with his entourage, although he stared at the two dark circles under his eyes, but when he left, he was still arrogant, as if he had won the battle. You Xia spit, and then pulled the horse bandit who fell on the ground up , the latter looked pale, and said: "That is a high-ranking official, we have caused trouble."

"What about dignitaries?"

You Xia'er sneered, "He did it first."

"Although you have Hu people's blood, you can be regarded as a person from Guazhou in the Tang Dynasty. The people of the Tang Dynasty were bullied outside. How can you just watch it like this? Of course you have to clean it up and take it back. Whoever it is, I can't miss it!"

The ranger was triumphant.

And the majestic man came again later, but this time it was a swordsmanship competition.

The ranger does not refuse anyone.

Relying on the martial arts sharpened by traveling westward, he wins more than loses and loses less. During this journey, he has traveled across many countries. He has witnessed the secrets of more than 110 countries in this mysterious era that has never disappeared, and traveled 50,000 miles westward. Integrating into swordsmanship, you can show your sharpness and accumulate a lot of accumulation.

Look at the mountains as mountains, and see the water as water.

How many swordsmen have crossed eight hundred miles of desert and boundless grassland, and entered the sword with five thousand meters of snow-capped mountains?

After going back and forth, in three years, I got to know him well, and later I found out that this majestic man is a playwright, and he especially likes those love stories. The latter's most proud play is called "Love Story".

Probably, the king fell in love with a maid at first sight. As a result, the princess was very jealous and tortured the maid secretly. It was later discovered that the maid was not only a princess, but was even blessed by the gods. Whoever married her would be able to rule the world. She is also the niece of the princess, so the king married this maid, and the family was harmonious and happy.

After Chen Yuan heard the story of the bearded man, his face was filled with the expression of eating a fly, and under the expectant gaze of the latter, he reluctantly said: "This...it's okay, the main thing is that you are not the king, and fortunately you are not the king, otherwise I must think that you have a brain, and you must have taken a fancy to your princess's niece."

"And this guy is definitely quite afraid of his princess, so he can only enjoy himself in the story."

"What do you say he is cowardly?"

In the end, it was replaced by a smug bearded expression as if he ate a fly.

You Xiaer raised his neck and drank.

Noticing the strange gaze of his bearded friend, he raised his eyebrows.

"Why, I'm upset that I told the story I like, why don't we fight?"

The bearded man squeezed out words between his teeth: "Hit!"

The two had a fight.

In the end, the bearded man was defeated again, uttering curses and slang from seventy countries in India, and left angrily.

And this day should have passed like this, but when Xuanzang came back, he was invited by King Jieri who unified northern India, and it was extremely strange that he even invited the ranger who had always been considered Xuanzang's guard. Puzzled, but went anyway.

After all, this king of the sun is almost the biggest hero in the whole of India, and his momentum is like a rainbow.

There is a tendency to unify India.

Of course, the more important thing is that he is also the patron of Nalanda Temple.

All the wine that Ranger drank belonged to this guy.

But when they met that day, You Xia actually saw his bearded friend, and then that bearded friend sat on the throne majestically, which made You Xia dumbfounded, while the bearded man laughed heartily, quite Satisfied with that guy's expression, in fact, he really has a playwright's instinct, and likes these experiences like stories.

King Jieri, the last hero in the history of ancient India.

The last king who unified most of India by native Indians.

He ascended the throne at the age of 17. For six years, people never disarmed, elephants never unloaded their saddles, and fought everywhere.

Then ascended the throne as emperor.

At this moment, he still doesn't know that his life has come to an end, and he doesn't know that after he left, in 1400 years, the aborigines on this land forcibly failed to produce a second person like himself. Never independent, always conquered, if he knew this, he probably wouldn't be able to close his eyes at all.

But at this moment, he just laughed and revealed his true identity. After talking with Chen Yuan and Xuanzang all night long, he expressed his yearning for the Tang Dynasty, and immediately sent envoys to Chang'an to form an alliance.

"Does any of you want to meet your friend? You can ask him to come with you."

King Jie Ri asked so.

Xuanzang shook his head, while Chen Yuan hesitated, and said, "I have a good friend named Wang Xuance. I don't know if he is free now. If he is, he must be capable of being a foreign minister."

"good!"

King Jie Ri readily agreed.

On the document to Datang, it was written that someone who heard about Wang Xuance hoped to come here.

Afterwards, Wang Xuance really went to this place as an envoy.

And when he came to the Jieri Empire for the first time as an envoy, he had a good relationship with King Jieri.

And in the year when he met Xuanzang and Chen Yuan for the first time, after the dinner, King Jieri drew out his sword and threw it to Chen Yuan. The latter looked over curiously and saw the fine lines on the blade The lines, exuding an obvious scorching divinity, looked at King Jieri in confusion.

King Jieri smiled and said: "This is my sword. The name of Jieri is the sun god who holds the ring."

"So this sword is blessed by the gods, I will give you this sword."

"You will be the master of this sword of the sun god. Holding this sword is enough to command the gods."

"In exchange, I would like to have your sword, my friend."

This is the etiquette between friend and friend, soldier and soldier in many countries.

Besides, King Jieri is here, this sword is useless, let alone order the gods.

Existed only as a gift from a friend.

King Jieri hoped to show that the friendship between them would not be affected by their identities.

You Xia took out his own sword with his backhand, brushed the edge of the sword, and handed it to King Jieri. The two exchanged swords. The Sun Jie Sword cast by divinity was casually put into the cowhide scabbard, and when he recalled this scene.

Wei Yuan in West Kunlun moved his fingers slightly.

A wisp of breath escaped, and then rolled down along the back of West Kunlun.

In a seal somewhere in ancient India, a ray of red fire that had been silent for thousands of years was faintly lit up.

After that, Xuanzang wanted to return to Shenzhou.

They also faced the last and greatest threat and carnival on the entire westbound road.

PS: The third update today...

King Jieri, the true last hero of India, who ruled North India and even had the possibility of sweeping the whole of India, met Wang Xuance for the first time. When he came for the second time, King Jieri passed away.

Tomorrow the Datang chapter should be over.