Tang Sanzang didn't think so much, but he heard the name of Guanyin Bodhisattva many times, but had never seen it before. Now he saw the true face and couldn't help but take a few more glances. However, this was regarded as a sign of guilt by everyone, and the urging was even more urgent.

"You are surrounded by merits and merits, and it seems that you are a good Bodhisattva. Unfortunately, you won't be able to bring believers. You can bear all the results you have today."

After saying that, Tang Sanzang stood up straight, folded his hands together, and lowered his head slightly.

At that moment, with a click, a crack appeared on Guanyin Bodhisattva’s Dharma Image Gold!

Everyone could see clearly and was shocked!

Before they could react, Tang Sanzang lowered his head again!

boom!

I saw that the golden body of Guanyin Dharma Image collapsed directly!

What's even more terrifying is that as Tang Sanzang's head lowered a little further, the entire hall was trembling, and finally a loud bang collapsed directly in front of everyone!

For a moment, everyone present was stunned and their eyes were straightened!

The old dean fell to the ground and murmured to himself: "This... how is this possible? The Bodhisattva really couldn't bear his worship. Who is he?!"

The believers also looked confused...

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and the monk from Dongtu walked out of the ruins, shaking his head while walking, saying, "I told you that she couldn't stand it. You don't believe it. This time, right? The house collapsed, I won't compensate me!"

At this moment, Guangzhi jumped out: "It is impossible... Bodhisattvas have endless Buddha Dharma, how can they not bear the worship of ordinary people? It must be a coincidence... Our Guanyin Zen Temple has hundreds of years of history, and this Guanyin Temple has been in disrepair for many years...

By the way, when you went in, the earth shook.

It must have happened that the Guanyin Palace collapsed as soon as it happened."

As soon as these words came out, flames burned again in the eyes of all the believers present, and they shouted: "Yes, yes, yes, that must be the case!"

"Yes, it must be like this!"

"It must be a coincidence that the monk from Dongtu, how could he worship Guanyin Hall."

...

The more people talked, the more excited they became. The more they said, the more they felt that their guess was the truth, the truth, and their eyes were red, and they looked like they could not be refuted by anyone.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong stopped ringing the bell and jumped down from the bell tower. He was about to debate for a few sentences, but was stopped by Tang Sanzang.

"Master, when have you been so kind? You actually let them talk nonsense?" Sun Wukong looked at Tang Sanzang in confusion.

Tang Sanzang shook his head and said, "Faith can support a person and defeat a person. In order not to be defeated, they always have reason to make themselves believe what they believe. That is not something you can say clearly in a few words...

If there is that time, let's go away quickly...

Otherwise, if we lose money later, I will have no money to pay!

If it really doesn't work, I can only mortgage my pets and mounts."

After hearing this, Sun Wukong and Bai Longma had black lines on their foreheads. When they were working in love, they were beloved disciples, and when they paid off their debts, they were pets and mounts. This bald man was nothing!

However, the two of them followed Tang Sanzang closely and were about to leave.

At this moment, the old dean came to his senses and shouted: "Master Sanzang, please stay!"

Tang Sanzang stopped immediately and turned around and asked, "Old Dean, what else is there?"

The old dean hummed and looked at Tang Sanzang with dissatisfaction and said, "A coincidence just now made you lose face in my Guanyin Zen Temple. How could you just leave?"

Tang Sanzang looked at the monkey and horse beside him, thinking about whether these two things were enough to pay off the debt.

There are more and more black lines on Sun Wukong and Bailong's forehead...

Tang Sanzang asked: "Then do you want to do this?"

The old dean said: "Today, I held a Buddhist robes meeting in Guanyin Zen Temple. Since you are a monk and a monk from the Dongtu Tang Dynasty that is not far away, you must carry some Buddhist treasures with you. Why not take them out and give us your palms to see how the style of this Dongtu Tang Dynasty monk is?"

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang hesitated a little. Buddhist treasure? Where can he find him?

If he is a bald head, he can compare all the monks.

Just then, Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Master, I see that the robes on you are good. Why don't you take them out and show them?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present laughed.

Sun Wukong frowned and said, "Why are you laughing at?"

Guangzhi even laughed and said, "You just said you have a treasure robes? Hahaha... You are afraid you have forgotten, what is the grand event we held today?

The Buddhist Clothing Club is talking about the cassock!

If we talk about other Buddhist treasures, we may not be as good as you. However, just talking about this cassock, no monk here can hold twenty or thirty pieces in his hands.

Our master has been a monk for more than 200 years and has seven or eight hundred fine and top-quality robes in his hands.

It is precisely because of this that we hold this Buddhist garment meeting.

Now you talk to us about the robes?

Hahaha……"

Guangzhi laughed.

The old dean coughed dryly and said, "Guangzhi, Guangmou, don't just say, go and take out all the robes, they can take a look!"

Obviously, the old dean and the disciples of Guanyin Zen Temple all wanted to use this incident to save Tang Sanzang's face and also regain some face for themselves. Otherwise, the Guanyin Palace collapsed at the conference, whether it was an earthquake or a worshipper, which was really embarrassing!

Seeing that he didn't seem to be unable to leave, Tang Sanzang simply stopped leaving and just sat there waiting.

Speaking of cassock, he really had one on him. However, he still didn't remember where the cassock came from.

Anyway, when he was thrown into the long river of time and space, he didn't have it...

"Hey, I don't know where this robe came from, and I don't know if I can compare with the collections of these monks. If I can't compare, it would be embarrassing..." Tang Sanzang thought of this, and suddenly slapped his thighs and smiled on his lips: "No, they all regarded me as Tang Sanzang who came to the West to obtain scriptures, so it's not my one to be embarrassed!"

Thinking of this, Tang Sanzang suddenly felt happy, and sat there with a smile, watching the big show.

After a while, one or two thousand cassocks were lifted out by forty or fifty large boxes, and then clothes hangers were hung on both sides, and cassocks were hung on them for easy viewing by everyone.

Sun Wukong also looked around and saw that the robes on it were covered with some objects of flower-woven brocade, embroidered and gold-cut. Although they were hung with beautiful flowers and silk walls, they were very beautiful, but none of them could be considered treasures.

For a moment, Sun Wukong had full confidence in this battle and was thinking about how to slap these monks in the face.
Chapter completed!