When the third burial comes, there will be peace in Lingshan!
When the third burial comes, there will be blue sky!
To obtain scriptures from the West, one has to cleverly create a name, slay demons, and go through eighty-one difficulties. Only in this way can the preciousness of the scriptures be demonstrated, and only incense can be worshiped by all living beings.
After receiving the incense, the Tathagata's sutras and books were returned in full, and the incense and incense to all sentient beings were divided into three to seven accounts.
Sha Wuwu: "Master, why is it only 70%?"
Third Burial: "Seventy percent belongs to others, and our master and disciple can get 30%, but it depends on the faces of the Buddhas in the West."
Sun Xingzhe: "Master, are you saying that we go all this way just to see the faces of the Buddhas?"
Zhu Bajie: "Then aren't we just kneeling down to beg for food?"
San Zun: "Then you want to say that, Xitian Buddhist scriptures are really just about kneeling down to beg for food. That's it. How many people want to kneel down, but they still can't find a way."
"Old Sun's legs and feet are weak and he can't kneel down."
"Disciples, in the eyes of all sentient beings, we are Buddhist monks. In the eyes of Buddhas, we are just kneeling down to beg for food. After collecting Buddhist scriptures, we will become Buddhas and not be shabby."
"Han Hao, very shameless!"
"Then do you want to stand or do you want to learn from the scriptures?"
"Master, we are just like you. We all want to be able to take the scriptures while standing."
Buddhas: "Hey~ Who is this sacred place?"
"My lord, Tang San was buried!"
"It turns out to be the little golden cicada from back then. Who is it?"
San Zang: "Pretending? This poor monk wants you to fly!!"
The scripture-seeking group headed by Tang San is now reunited around Lingshan.
"Run away!"
"But~"
There's no time for babbling, hurry up and find out the weakness of the Buddhist monk Tang Sanzian!
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