"We should talk more about poetry, books, rites, and music."
Gu Zhigong also rose, picked up his teacup, smiled, and looked at Tang Sanzang. "Come, have some tea. It's already a wonderful thing that fate brought us all together."
Only then did Tang Sanzang pick up his teacup, stand, and drink with everyone.
Even so, Tang Sanzang remained incredibly stubborn inside. He had always believed that Taoism was nothing more than a mistaken theory, and that only Buddhist teachings could allow one to comprehend everything.
But now, these Taoists had clearly given up arguing with him, and he instantly found it dull and meaningless.
Fuyun Sou picked up a slice of celtuce and ate it, then looked at Tang Sanzang with a smile. "Master Xuanzang, you're not only exceptionally skilled in debate, but also handsome enough to have a face like jade."
At this praise, Tang Sanzang immediately grew embarrassed. His face flushed, and the unpleasantness caused by their earlier dispute over Buddhist and Taoist theories vanished in an instant.
At this moment, Eighteenth Lord immediately said, "I have a junior sister who is as beautiful as a flower and as fair as jade. She has also admired Master Xuanzang for a long time."
Lingkongzi quickly added, "That's right. Master Xuanzang is so handsome and so graceful. With such fine scenery and a beautiful day, you should meet my junior sister."
Tang Sanzang still did not understand what they were talking about.
Why had they suddenly started discussing his appearance, and what did they mean by a junior sister?
While he was wondering, a woman in pink walked in through the side door. She wore light gauze, her jade legs faintly visible, and, astonishingly, she was barefoot.
Her face was extraordinarily beautiful and alluring. Her hair was styled into cloudlike