"Yes, Senior Brother Wukong!"
A little monk with a round head and a round face, who was standing on the deck, suddenly shouted excitedly.
The little monk raised his hand and waved it at Gao Zhengyang. "Senior Brother Wukong, Senior Brother Wukong …"
He was full of energy and the flying ship was not flying fast, so his voice could be accurately transmitted.
Gao Zhengyang had actually seen the little monk long ago. It was Pegasus Temple's Yuan Ming. He said to Little Red, "Let's go and take a look."
Little Red was a little reluctant. She wanted to run as far away as possible. She leaped into the air and jumped above the flying ship.
Then, Little Red exerted strength in her limbs and directly left through the void.
Gao Zhengyang, who was thrown by Little Red, floated down from the sky and landed on the deck of the flying ship.
"Senior Brother, why are you here …"
Yuan Ming grinned widely. His round face was filled with undisguised joy.
Having been separated from Gao Zhengyang for more than a year, Yuan Ming especially missed this senior brother who always bought him candy. He was very happy to meet him here unexpectedly.
Gao Zhengyang smiled and reached out to touch Yuan Ming's round bald head. "I'm also going to participate in the Buddha's birthday ceremony."
After not seeing each other for a year, Yuan Ming had grown more than a foot taller and looked quite strong. His vitality aura had also reached the fifth rank. It was just that his round face still looked very young.
Gao Zhengyang was also very pleased. In the blink of an eye, Yuan Ming had changed from a child to a teenager, and his martial arts had also greatly improved.
"Ah, I'm so stupid, haha …"
Yuan Ming laughed foolishly a few times before suddenly remembering that there was someone else around. He hurriedly introduced to everyone. "This is Senior Brother Wukong, the famous Poet Monk Wukong."
A group of people stood on the deck. They were all young, both men and women.
Hearing the name Poet Monk Wukong, everyone revealed a look of surprise. No one expected that this person who rode a horse and sang a little funny was actually Poet Monk Wukong, who was famous for his literary talent.
However, Gao Zhengyang's current appearance was handsome and refined, which was very convincing.
Moreover, although Yuan Ming was young, he was Huiming's personal disciple, so his seniority was not low. He naturally could not lie.
After everyone recovered from their surprise, they all came over to greet him. Poet Monk Wukong was the most famous figure in Buddhism in recent years.
Buddhist Gatha and Zen poems were exquisite and profound, and they were popular in the world. Buddhist Gatha and Zen poems were profound and profound.
Even Buddhism had been in the limelight in the past two years.
"Senior Brother, why can your horse sing?"
"Brother, your song is so good!"
"Senior Brother, your horse can sing?"
"Senior Brother, your singing is so good!" There were also some disciples from the White Lotus Sect.
The White Lotus Sect was rumored to be the direct lineage of Guanyin. It was the only sect among the ten Buddhist sects that only accepted female disciples.
White Yang, White, Buddhist White, Gued, and said, "White Wok. It looked quite pleasing to the eye.
"Wu". said. Buddhist. "Buddhist Monk. Generally speaking, after receiving the Bhiksuni Precepts, one would not be able to marry again, much less have relations with men.
Wis White Sect., Gao Gao Sect Monk, Master., "Hao"
Gao Zhengyang had heard of White Lotus Ukong, but it was his first time seeing White Lotus Ukong.
With his current status, he would not be rude to look at them.
The female disciples of White Lotus Ukong were obviously interested in him. Although they tried their best to be polite, they could not hide their enthusiasm.
The other Vajra Ukong Ukong disciples were young. They were excited to see a famous person.
A group of people surrounded Gao Zhengyang. They were either exchanging pleasantries or asking for advice on poetry. It was a mess.
Gao Zhengyang responded calmly and politely. His amiable and approachable attitude made him look even more elegant. He made everyone admire him.
Everyone was in high spirits. Their voices could not help but raise.
"Quiet, it's such a mess," someone suddenly shouted in a deep voice.
Although this person's voice was not loud, it carried a bone-chilling coldness.
Everyone's expressions tightened. They lowered their heads as if admitting their mistake. No one dared to make a sound.
Gao Zhengyang was curious. The person who came was quite imposing. He taught a group of children a lesson.
Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw a Bhikkhuni in white.
She had thin eyebrows and pink lips. Her facial features were exquisite and delicate. She was bald. The shape of her head was very well-proportioned, and her bald head gave her a very unique charm.
Her snow-white monk robe was spotless. She wore cloud socks and straw shoes. She held a white horsetail whisk in her hand. Under the light of the rising sun, her body exuded a snow-white purity. It was dazzling.
However, her expression was cold. She was like an ice sculpture. She exuded a chill from the inside out. It made people uncomfortable.
Gao Zhengyang noticed that there were nine ring scars on her head. This meant that she had received the Bhikkhuni Great Precepts.
In fact, the other Buddhist sects did not have ring scars. Only the White Lotus Ukong would have ring scars on their heads to show their sincerity and determination.
Moreover, the White Lotus Ukong's ring scars were also a secret technique. Every single one of them contained a secret incantation. It was extremely powerful. This was also a secret of the White Lotus Ukong.
Even if the other monks had ring scars, it would only leave a scar on their heads. There was no other use.
The nun walked in front of Gao Zhengyang and asked indifferently, "Who are you?"
Her tone was cold, and it naturally carried a condescending questioning tone.
Without waiting for Gao Zhengyang to speak, Yuan Ming said enthusiastically, "Senior Sister Wu Jing, he is Senior Brother Wukong. He is the world-famous poet monk Wukong. "
Wu Jing sized up Gao Zhengyang with some suspicion. She had naturally heard of Wukong's name, but she also knew that Wukong was actually not a disciple of the Vajra Sect.
Gao Zhengyang smiled faintly. His smile was carefree.
Wu Jing was young, but her cultivation was extremely high. She had already reached high-grade rank eight. No wonder she was so arrogant.
Like the barbarians' Shi Han, Hu Feichan, Hu Feifei, and other geniuses, they were only high-grade rank eight. When they were in Tianyue City, they were enough to look down on many imperial geniuses.
Unexpectedly, there were so many powerhouses in the White Lotus Ukong. Her name was Wu Jing! Her surname must be Sha!
Gao Zhengyang did not care about trifles, but he also would not casually joke with women. Especially with Wu Jing's unapproachable attitude, he would not ask for a rebuff.
"You are Wukong?" Wu Jing seemed to be a little worried about Yuan Ming and asked directly.
"Amitabha, it is this poor monk." Gao Zhengyang put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.
A hint of displeasure flashed in Wu Jing's long and narrow phoenix eyes, "How can such a Buddhist name be spoken carelessly."
Gao Zhengyang suddenly understood. It turned out that it was because of differences in ideology. That was why she frowned at the beginning.
Buddhism had been established for thousands of years. Its foundation was only three scriptures, "Diamond Sutra", "Tripitaka Sutra", and "Surangama Sutra".
But each had their own understanding of the scripture's meaning, and each had their own emphasis. Thus, it was divided into the current ten sects of Buddhism.
After thousands of years, the theory of the ten sects of Buddhism had become increasingly perfect. The difference between the sects was also getting bigger and bigger. The struggle of ideology was also getting more and more intense.
When Gao Zhengyang was in Tianyue City, he wanted to carry forward the Heart Buddha Sect, so he introduced the Flower Stern Sect from his previous life.
He propagated that by chanting Amitabha, one could get the blessing of Buddha and enter the Western Paradise after death.
Gao Zhengyang stayed in Tianyue City for a very short time, but he left behind the seed of Buddhism. Amitabha spread more and more in Tianyue City.
It was just that no one guided it, so its influence could not expand.
For many people in Buddhism, Gao Zhengyang's random interpretation of Buddhist scriptures and propagating ideology was deviant and intolerable.
If not for Gao Zhengyang disappearing without a trace, someone would have gone to find him to reason with.
The first ancestor of the White Lotus Sect was Guanyin Bodhisattva. According to the Buddhist scriptures, Guanyin Bodhisattva was also a servant of Amitabha. In the Amitabha lineage, her status was high, only second to Amitabha.
Gao Zhengyang's interpretation of Amitabha made the entire White Lotus Sect feel offended.
Wu Jing had long had a problem with Wukong. Now that they finally met, how could she be polite?
For other things, Gao Zhengyang would not take it seriously with a little girl. But in terms of ideology, he would not be polite.
"Chanting the name of Buddhism can help you understand the meaning of the scriptures, understand the truth, and protect your body and mind. It is the supreme Dharma. What is inappropriate about it?"
Gao Zhengyang said sternly, "You are still young, so it is normal that you do not understand the true meaning, but remember not to interpret it randomly and go astray."
Wu Jing was stunned by the scolding.
She was extremely talented and had been cultivating hard since childhood. Her willpower and ability were far better than her peers. She also had elders watching over her. She had never been reprimanded by her peers.
Wu Jing quickly reacted and her jade face sank, "Are you scolding me?"
"Wrong, I am teaching you."
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