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... k, Tang Sanzang and his companions did not look down upon it. Although Sun Wukong and the others held no favorable feelings toward the sects of Buddhism in the Pangu Realm, because of Tang Sanzang's devoutness to Buddhism, they held no discrimination or particular sentiment against the Buddhism of Buddha's Pure Land Realm. Therefore, when the Sect Master of the Buddha-worshipping Sect came out to greet them with a hearty laugh, Tang Sanzang and the five of them also paid full respect. Although t ...

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