Tang Seng is a cook

Being full, being able to live is the greatest extravagant hope, if this is not called suffering, Tu'er can't think of it, what else is there to call suffering. "

Zhuang Fan nodded and said: "Yes, this is a human being, born with suffering, but look, we have traveled along the way, those tall cities, splendid palaces, neat rice fields, and rivers that gently irrigate the fields, these, Who made them all?"

"Is it a fairy with magic? Is it a monster who kills people? Or a mortal emperor who is high above?"

"No, it's the common people in the world, they did it with their own hands."

"Wukong, when it comes to fighting the sky and the earth, who can compare with them who have lived for only a few decades?"

After listening to the master's words, the monkey stared into the distance in a daze, silent.