The debating machine is very much like Xuanzang when he was young. At the age of fifteen, he became a monk and studied under a famous family. "He is less pregnant with the festival of high dancing, learning local chronicles at the age of 18 and wearing leather clothes. He is a disciple of many Taoists in Sapo Temple. " "He has high charm and brilliant literary talent, especially handsome." The same "Buddha". Xuanzang must have high hopes for this high disciple.
Such a talented and beautiful young man is in a quiet Buddhist temple. Of course, there is light, purity, vitality and interest in his eyes. It's just not contaminated with the dust of the world. The debating machine is not familiar with the world. He still doesn't understand the world of mortals and has never been fascinated by sandstorms. He is in a splendid place. He has seen the prosperity of Chang 'an, the elegance of the Heavenly Palace and the glory of the royal family, but he can't see the complex clouds behind this prosperity. Unlike his master, he can still tell the direction when walking in the 800-mile sandstorm in Mohe Yanqi. After hundreds of exotic flowers, fruits and customs in the western regions, the Buddhist country is still undyed.
The debating machine is real gold, but it has not been burned; The debating machine is a rough jade, but it has not been carved with a knife and axe. He is not Ananda. He has not escaped the temptation of modern women. In the twenty-third year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty, the debate machine was beheaded. Master Xuanzang, who was 50 years old at that time, didn't know what it was like.