[Journey to the West] Jagged Tang San Burial

"Hey, and——master, can you see it?"

The monkey almost forgot to change his words, and leaned his face to look at Sanzang's eyes. Although they were still red and swollen with tears, the bloodshot eyes had receded a little, and they were already looking bright.Sanzang glanced at him, the monkey was still wearing his robe, which had been smashed torn in many places, and was in dilapidated condition, the monkey followed his gaze and wondered, "Grandpa blocked it for you, could it be that you still feel sorry for him?" clothing?"

Sanzang turned his head away, remained silent, but inexplicably remembered the locks, golden armor, lotus roots and cloud shoes. The monkey only mentioned it once, and Avalokitesvara never mentioned it, as if it was such a naked one 500 years ago. The hairy monkey was crushed under the mountain.Avalokitesvara also said fate, he learned from the scriptures is fate, cause and effect, it is the place where the Bodhisattva Aruo King Kong called the golden cicada in unison, and it was him who watched himself being eaten or crushed by monsters with cold eyes again and again. Broken, it is his golden hoop, which can seal spells and everything.

Fayi once said that Sakyamuni sat on the ground and became a Buddha. It is said that on the 79th day and night, he saw the star and knew the cause and effect. If he saw the Buddha's voice bursting around him, the gods bowed to him and greeted the return of the Buddha. At this point, he has fully realized, and his Dharma is far from reaching this level, but he also realized that destroying the demon form is the demon-killing nature when reading the notes of the ancestor Bodhidharma. Coming out, the more direct purpose is to save the demon soul and send it into reincarnation—"When I suddenly realized the moment, his grandma really had the Buddha's voice singing in my ears, and there were Bodhisattvas in the Sutra Pavilion, telling me that you finally realized it." , Fayi sighed infinitely at that time, and patted the head of little Xuanzang sitting beside him.

The monkey saw that Sanzang did not speak, his eyes drooped, and he was very puzzled. Little did he know that at this time Sanzang was grasping a clue that had been hidden in his thoughts for many days, and he finally realized it. Is it possible that I am in that reincarnation, and I get rid of the demon by myself, but I was killed by a demon in the previous life of reincarnation. Looking at the palm of my hand, I feel empty and powerless, but it is bound by the golden hoop.The golden hoop binds all things, and binds himself. The vision of the golden cicada that he saw in the past did not wear the golden hoop on his wrist. He lowered his eyes and smiled, twisted the Buddha's seal with his hand, and called him the master of Buddha.

He raised his hand, and the gold hoop that was originally hidden in his sleeve was put on his wrist. The hoop seemed to be broken, and a small piece of bright black gold shattered and fell on the ground. The ground, splashed with a few dashes of golden light, disappeared.

Sanzang called Amitabha Buddha and stood up.

After fighting with the yellow wind monster for a long time, the little white dragon, whose eyes hurt, saw that Sanzang was walking towards them as if emitting Taoist light from his whole body, and immediately shed his dragon body, turned into a gust of wind and retreated, then changed into a human form and landed on him. Next to the elder brother, he closed his left eye tightly, blood was coming from the corner of the eye.

"Master, is this... sitting down?"

"...He hasn't died yet, why did he just sit down? Could it be that the younger brother was poured into the brain by the yellow wind, so stupid?"

The monkey also sat beside him, with countless wounds on his body that were in pain, but the Buddha's light permeating from the monk's body fell on his wounds, and he seemed to be slowly recovering.

"Put your whole head over there and take more pictures."

"Then what is this?"

The little white dragon moved his head obediently, but felt that it was not long enough, so he turned into a dragon shape again. A huge white dragon was lying on the ground, slowly moving forward following Sanzang's footsteps.

"It's like when I was learning magic, I suddenly realized it. I thought that when I sat on the canopy where the waterfall entered the sea for several months, I finally understood the meaning of water turning and flowing. Master actually realized it here. Tsk tsk, I really don't know how to praise it to express my admiration! "

Bajie also threw away the rake, and fell headfirst into the Buddha's light, unwilling to move, but his eyes were full of admiration and admiration, and he stared at Sanzang firmly.He had long guessed that he could go to the western Buddhist country to learn Buddhist scriptures. The person who learned the scriptures must have some connection with Buddhism. Although he is a human being, his magic power is extremely deep. It was only then that he realized that the buddha roots were deeply planted in his body, and with a little understanding, endless magic power would surge up.

The Buddhist mantra of fixing the wind can be used by monks who have practiced for 100 years to fix the wind of things for a moment, and those who have practiced for 200 years can fix the wind of people for a moment. Comprehension is different, the effect will be very different.

The three demons bathed in the Buddha's light, and the wounds on their bodies healed. They also saw Sanzang holding a Zen staff in his left hand, twirling his fingers in his right hand, and silently reciting a mantra in his mouth. It's like dividing the sea.Seeing this, the Yellow Wind Monster was shocked, and he used all his supernatural powers to whip up the Yellow Wind like a huge vortex, engulfing all the nearby mountains and ravines, only Sanzang and his disciples were surrounded by the crystal cover of the little white dragon, and the waves were rippling. No surprise.But Sanzang finally finished chanting the wind-fixing mantra, when his right hand was hanging down, his sleeve suddenly flung open, wrapped up the wind, and put it all into his golden cuff.

The yellow wind monster that has lost the true wind of samadhi, in Sanzang's eyes, is nothing more than a transformed weasel. He watched the yellow wind monster pick up the three-pronged steel fork and stab at him. , a split.

With his right eye, he saw himself being swallowed by the previous tiger demon, and he saw himself being captured, and the steel fork pierced his body, but with his left eye, he saw the weasel fell to the ground and turned into its original shape, and the demon spirit emerged from him, and the surroundings Under the rocks are all the wreckage and bones, and the ghosts are everywhere.

The right eye is the cause, the left eye is the effect.

"Amitabha."

The three demons didn't dare to say too much, they followed Sanzang's example and imitated him after reciting a volume of Sutras to save the innocent people who were buried in this mountain for hundreds of years, and finally the golden light jumped up. , The wronged soul turned into a human form before he was alive, bowed to Sanzang and his party in salute, and then drifted towards the western Buddhist kingdom.

The blood red in Xiaobailong's eyes had faded away, Sanzang raised his hand to press his left eye, and chanted the mantra of clearing mind and eyesight, and when he moved it away, he was safe and sound, and it was like healing the wounds on the other two disciples. It was full of boiling power just now, but now it became quiet again, as if it had never existed before.

It turned out that this trip to the west was to save the demons on the road, to save the crimes of the three apprentices, and to save himself.

But the monkey was thinking that when the cave exploded, he hadn't stopped the monk as much as possible, whether he still had injuries on his body, so he walked around him, looked left and right, and pulled off the cassock, Sanzang was very impatient to see , in a blink of an eye, I saw Bajie sitting not far away, with his chin in his hands, looking at him affectionately, feeling sick again, turned his gaze back, and was about to say something, but he still remembered the monkey in the cave He sighed and stroked the monkey's head with his hand.

This action seems to be getting smoother and smoother.

He took the lead to go down the mountain with his Zen stick, and behind him Bajie was very resentful, squinting at the monkey: "Senior brother is not a dog, what are you doing so happy to touch your head!" Monkey sneered: "Young brother looks very jealous, why don't you let brother Hit you with a stick?" Xiao Bailong ignored them, rolled into a white horse on the spot, picked up his luggage and put it on his back, and ran towards Sanzang cheerfully, beckoning him to get on.

And when Sanzang and his party walked away, the Great Merciful and Greatly Compassionate Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva led Mu Zha, who appeared from behind the mountain, looked at Sanzang's back, nodded with a smile, and softly called: "Golden Cicada".

Sanzang seemed to have some insight, he looked back suddenly, but there was nothing there, he shook his head and smiled, got on his white horse and left Huangfengling.

The author has something to say: As the hero of this article, the stupid author still wants to give Sanzang’s father a golden finger, the right eye sees the cause of all things, the left eye sees the consequences of all things, the golden hoop can be used as a magic weapon to seal, and a tin rod can conquer the world... that’s how powerful it is Papa Sanzang!