In the Primordial World, birth, aging, illness, and death were all arranged by the Netherworld.
Even if Hades had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to make Guan Yin Bodhisattva pregnant.
Was this also one of the reasons why immortals couldn't get married and have children?
If even immortals could give birth to children, wouldn't there be a lot of little immortals? Immortals wouldn't die of old age, and it wouldn't be long before the Heavenly Court was filled with people…
According to this fact, Guanyin really couldn't have children unless she kidnapped Hades and brought him a reincarnated soul.
However, Zhang Huan felt that something was wrong.
Guanyin was lucky and felt that she could escape this calamity.
"That's right, this is the truth, so don't waste your time."”
It was rare for her to have the chance to see Zhang Huan suffer. She felt very happy and happy in her heart.
"Well, if you can't have children, then so be it. Actually, I don't really like children.”
Zhang Huan waved his hand, indicating that it didn't matter. Guanyin suddenly became very depressed, feeling that she was happy for nothing.
"It's not like I can't give birth. You don't have to look so regretful, do you?" the scorpion spirit snapped.”
"Am I that obvious?"”
The scorpion spirit said it directly, while Guan Yin chanted in her heart,"You do."
When Tang Sanzang arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, he saw three people staring at each other. The atmosphere was a little strange.
"Amitabha. This poor monk, Tang Sanzang, wishes to see Perfected Zhang Huan.”
Although he felt that he had come at the wrong time, he still chanted a Buddhist proclamation to announce himself.
"Tang Sanzang?"
The scorpion spirit was amused when she saw him." There are still people who come to me of their own accord?”
"So it's Grandmaster. Please come in.”
Zhang Huan was also very happy. He personally went to welcome Tang Sanzang in and invited him to sit down.
"Greetings, Guan Yin Bodhisattva."
Tang Sanzang, who was flattered, bowed to Guanyin before sitting down on the stone bench.
"Sanzang, why are you here?"
Guanyin looked at Tang Sanzang helplessly. Why couldn't this monk be enlightened? How could Zhang Huan be so hospitable?
Tang Sanzang didn't care about himself at all. He said,"Bodhisattva, I want to have a good talk with Reverend Zhang Huan.”
"Good talk, we have to talk."
Zhang Huan agreed." Master, I have to say that you're really lucky. You came at the right time. We just caught two fat rabbits and were about to make a spicy rabbit head and braised rabbit meat.”
"Amitabha. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Tang Sanzang immediately chanted the name of Buddha and said,"Perfected One, This Penniless Monk is a monk and doesn't touch meat. I can only thank you for your kindness.”
Zhang Huan didn't care so much. He called the scorpion spirit to cook the rabbit and then cooked it himself.
After a while, a bowl of fragrant rabbit meat was placed on the stone table.
Tang Sanzang wanted to be devout. Wherever he went, he would either write about the poor, respect him or not dare to be presumptuous.
He had lived for so long, but he had never seen such a scene before. He immediately felt uneasy and didn't know whether to leave or stay.
Guan Yin was calm again. She knew that no matter what Zhang Huan cooked, she would definitely stuff it into her mouth.
After the meat was served, he took out the Bejewelled Nectar that Taibai Jinxing had just sent over and poured it over.
Good wine and dishes were served. Zhang Huan greeted Tang Sanzang warmly and said,"Master, don't be so polite. We can talk now. After a few glasses of wine, everything can be discussed.”
"Daoist Master, please do as you please. Monks do not touch meat.”
Tang Sanzang emphasized once again. Then, he silently rotated the prayer beads and chanted for a while. After that, he seemed to be no longer affected.
"That's why I said that monks like you are sick. You don't eat so many good things.”
The scorpion spirit ate heartily and shook its head to show that it did not understand.
"Master," Zhang Huan said,"you've lost your face. As the saying goes, wine and meat go through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart sits. As long as you are devout to the Buddha, does it matter what you eat? The physical body was just a stinking skin. Why should he care about what he had experienced and what he had left behind?”
Guanyin was a little stunned when she heard this. This little thief even knew how to look?
She was stunned for a moment before she could not help but curse,"Little thief, don't spread nonsense and ruin the cultivation of our Buddhist Sect disciples…"
Before she could finish, Zhang Huan stuffed a rabbit leg into her mouth.
Then, he said to Tang Sanzang,""See, that's the truth.”
What he said was right, and it was really in line with the teachings of Buddhism. Even Guan Yin could not refute it.
Guanyin said that she was spreading heresy to confuse the masses, but she was afraid that this would spread to some disciples of Buddhism who were not strong-willed. It would become an excuse for them to crack it. Ji Gong could become Buddha by eating meat and drinking wine, but there was only one Ji Gong in the world.
"Amitabha, the Immortal is right, but my cultivation is not enough.”
Tang Sanzang's stance was firm, and he realized that he shouldn't follow Zhang Huan's rhythm, or he would be taken to the ditch sooner or later.
So he continued," Immortal, I came here rashly because I want to know why you stopped me from going west to get the scriptures. You didn't harm my life, but you wanted my flesh."”
After the question was asked, he stared straight at Zhang Huan, as if he would not give up until he got a satisfactory answer.
Guan Yin was a little stunned. She had never seriously considered this question, and she had never thought of questioning Zhang Huan.
Of course, this was mainly because she was so angry every day that she couldn't care less.
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