Tianzhu Kingdom, Jinping Prefecture.
"Master, once we reached Tianzhu Kingdom, we had truly arrived in the Western World. The local customs and people really were different from those in Great Tang. Oh, and I just heard a rumor: there's a temple in this city called Ciyun Temple."
Sun Wukong bounced around as he spoke to Tang Sanzang.
The five travelers entered the city. The locals were dressed in strange clothes, but when they saw Tang Sanzang wearing his Brocade Kasaya and holding his Nine-Ringed Monk's Staff, they pressed their palms together and bowed to him.
After all, that getup clearly marked him as a venerable monk who had attained the Way!
"Wukong, let's hurry to Ciyun Temple and pay our respects to Buddha!"
At Tang Sanzang's command, the group walked through half the city and arrived at Ciyun Temple.
Golden light spilled from the sky, illuminating the temple's resplendent splendor.
Hundreds-of-feet-tall halls and pagodas stood upon the earth. The sound of scripture recitations rang out from within Ciyun Temple, and the dense rules of the Buddhist Path stirred boundless phenomena.
"Amitabha Buddha! Holy Monk, you've traveled all the way from Great Tang in the Eastern Land. Your visit to my humble Ciyun Temple is a blessing for all the people of Jinping Prefecture!"
An old monk with white hair and a youthful face, dressed in a kasaya, seemed to have been waiting for them for some time. He opened the temple gates with hundreds of monks, then came straight to Tang Sanzang and bowed.
His face was full of compassion.
At this, Tang Sanzang and the others exchanged glances, a barely perceptible strange emotion in the corners of their eyes.
"How remarkable that the abbot knew we were coming. You truly are a master of divination!"
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