[Journey to the West] Jagged Tang San Burial

Sanzang saw the strangeness in his pupils, guessed that the monkey must be cultivating some kind of supernatural power, able to see through the karmic cycle of human beings and demons, so he didn't dodge it, and let him watch it all over.

The monkey clicked his tongue twice, and stayed on his face for an extra moment before closing his eyes, as if he expected that Sanzang was not willing to let him go on the road, so his tone became casual, "Okay, then you Let's go." After finishing speaking, he stopped looking up at Sanzang, and just stared at the weeds in front of him.

Sanzang ignored him, saluted Orion farewell, and then walked towards the westward path he pointed to.Strange to say, Sanzang walked forward for about half an hour, and suddenly felt that the surrounding scenery seemed very familiar. After walking a little further, he saw the green and furry monkey head again.

The monkey seemed to have expected him to come back a long time ago, biting a piece of grass that he didn't know where it came from, and shook it towards him.

Without saying a word, Sanzang led the horse and turned around, but after a lot of tossing, he returned to the foot of the mountain.

"Hey, you ignorant monk."

The monkey spat out the grass it was holding in its mouth with a snap, and smashed its mouth boredly,

"The Bodhisattva wants you to take the Western Sutra, but you have to go, and the Bodhisattva wants you to take me on the road, do you think you can refuse?"

Sanzang stood there with his expression unmoved, holding his tin staff as if deep in thought, he never liked to be coerced by others, he could barely imitate Fayi when he went to the West, but Fayi did not accept a monster as his apprentice. !Even a monk as presumptuous as Fayi would be amazed when he saw him lead the monster to subdue the monster.

"Monk? Monk? Grandpa sees that you should obey, you just need to—"

"If the poor monk wants to bring a monster to get rid of the demon, I really can't convince the poor monk's heart. I think it's better to save you here, so that everyone can be more convenient, how about it?"

Sanzang said slowly, and as he spoke, he felt more and more that this was a good idea.He quickly put it into action, let go of the rein, and let the horse walk away slowly. He approached the monkey with his tin stick, ignoring the unmistakable astonishment on his face that could be seen through the green dill and weeds, and prepared to start reciting Chaodu curse.

This monkey head has committed such a serious crime, and I am afraid it will be treated better than ordinary monsters. After thinking about this, Sanzang straightened his cassock, sat cross-legged in front of the monkey head, put down his tin staff, and smiled slightly at the monkey head.

"—Wait?? What are you going to do to your grandpa??"

"Excess."

Sanzang replied calmly, clasping his hands together and lowering his eyes, he was able to recite the first sentence, and then he heard a precious voice coming from the sky: "Sanzang, absolutely not!"

The monkey's head pouted angrily towards his back, and shook its head triumphantly, more like a huge Hericium erinaceus.

Sanzang turned his head, and as expected, he saw the Bodhisattva carrying the Muzha again. Muzha was furious, and he maintained a low-browed and obedient look, and said to the Bodhisattva, "This monk is so bold that he wants to save monkeys!"

"Sanzang, this monkey is Sun Wukong who made a big disturbance in the sky 500 years ago. He was subdued by the Buddha and suppressed under the Five Fingers Mountain. He has adopted his mind and nature. He is willing to follow a predestined person to go west to learn scriptures. How about you?"

The tone of the Bodhisattva was naturally warm and gentle, and he spoke eloquently, as if he was asking for his opinion. Sanzang was silent, and after thinking for a while, he replied: "The poor monk is willing to let him out, but if you want to follow me on the road, you have to first get it." Let this tin staff consider it."

The monkey couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and shouted, "No! No! Let your grandpa come out and make gestures!" The Bodhisattva was silent for a moment in mid-air, and when he spoke again, he reluctantly said, "That's as you As I said, let’s go and uncover the copybook first.”

Sanzang went to the top of the mountain alone, and saw a big square stone on the top of the mountain. On the top of the mountain, there was a letter of leather, but there were six gold characters "Om, Ma, Ne, Pa, Mi, Hum".He revealed the six-character mantra of Buddhism and came down the mountain, only to hear the ground shake and the mountain shake, the entire Wuzhi Mountain boulder was shattered, the mountain turned into a mound, and stone powder and rock embers were sprinkled, circling and flying to the west, and then a hairy man jumped out of the smoke. Come Tangled Monkey.

The monkey didn't pull off the vines on his face, but he took out a needle-like object from his ear, and it grew into a thick stick with a bloody body and a gold-plated top in the wind. In all kinds of fancy ways, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, his evil spirit soared into the sky, and the exciting sky also changed.

"Good Bodhisattva, finally let Grandpa out, come on, this golden cudgel misses Bodhisattva very much—"

The Bodhisattva and Mu Zha disappeared into the sky with the auspicious clouds, leaving only the sentence "Sanzang is handed over to you" and a monkey that turned its head to look at him.

This monster's aura was really terrifying, Sanzang looked at the monkey in mid-air, although he couldn't see his face clearly, he also felt that he was grinning, it was more frightening than all the monsters he had encountered before.He lowered his eyes and recited a sentence of Amitabha, when an object fell from mid-air and landed in front of him, Sanzang reached out to catch it——

The chaotic rocks, evil spirits, and monkeys all disappeared, the Buddha's light enveloped the sky and the earth, and the auspicious clouds intertwined all around. There were thousands of golden lights, thousands of auspicious qi, faint precious sounds, and low Zen fragrance. The Boundless Bodhisattva gradually revealed his real body, all of them clinging to banners, banners, treasures, and fairy flowers of different treasures. The Buddha stood in the middle, with a kind face and a dazzling golden body. He smiled at Sanzang and called out "Golden Cicada!" son".

Everyone shouted: "Golden Chanzi."

Sanzang's eyes gradually lost their focus, the object in his hand could not grasp its shape, it turned into a puddle of liquid in his palm, and then turned into a golden hoop.

The monkey's eyes were sharp, and his face was full of weeds. He recognized that this thing was exactly the same as the golden hoop at both ends of his stick. His golden hoop, the golden hoop restrained the evil spirits of thousands of living beings under the stick, and this golden hoop, who was going to suppress, One can imagine.

——The Tathagata used his palm to transform the mountain that day, but he didn't expect it to be suppressed under the mountain for 500 years. This unruly energy, if it is said to be restrained, it will be restrained. How can it be worthy of the wanton riots in the heavenly palace 500 years ago!

The monkey shouted loudly, and held up the golden cudgel to strike Sanzang straight from mid-air, but unexpectedly, the golden cudgel in Sanzang's hand turned into a Zen staff, resisted the attack of the golden cudgel, and turned into thousands of golden cudgels, entangled Going up, it came to his hand with lightning speed—the monkey yelled "Small", and the golden cudgel also quickly shrank into a needle, but the golden hoop was relentless, shrinking and entangled.

In front of Sanzang's eyes, the sound of the Buddha's face and precious voice was scattered, and only the sound of golden cicadas could be heard in the world. He vaguely captured some pictures, watching him sitting on the lower seat of the Tathagata, and the Arhat honored him as the sub-holy golden cicada—that should be him up.

Sanzang blinked, and when he opened it again, the monkey was already wrapped in a golden hoop, twisting and turning in mid-air, seeing his eyes looking here, he was extremely angry, and shouted, "You monk is so shameless! Grandpa has only been imprisoned for 500 years with paralyzed hands and feet, so you can use your magic weapon and do all the dirty tricks! If you have the ability to have anal sex with your grandpa.”The golden hoop was getting tighter and tighter.

"return."

Sanzang didn't answer him, but looked directly at the golden hoop and said in a low voice.

The golden hoop is also a psychic, and instantly released the monkey's shackles and returned to Sanzang's hands.

He is not the kind of person whose self-cultivation is extremely weak with the help of various treasures. He said that if he wants to surrender by force, he will use force.

"The monks don't tell lies, it's not sure who is who."

The monkey stared dumbfounded at his golden cudgel and the monk's tin staff, which were bound by the golden hoop and thrown aside. The monk even took off his cassock. muscle.

"Amitabha, I just laughed."

The monk clasped his hands together, his upper arm muscles protruded, and he immediately assumed a posture.

——Is this going to fight him hand-to-hand?

The author has something to say: QAQ toothache!The stupid author who hurts is late to update [ah bah--]

So the monkey found that he hadn't fought with his bare hands for a long time--