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"The mantra is owned by the Buddha, does the Bodhisattva think that my little mountain goblin can be unraveled?"

"This monkey is really strange, the first time it hurts to toss and turn, but the second time it doesn't even drop a drop of sweat, is it still time-limited?"

Mo Li hooked the corners of his mouth, and no matter how faint his smile was, with the face of the white bone spirit, he showed a touching beauty. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not graceful and generous, nor dignified and virtuous, but free and wild, unfettered.

That smile is contagious, and people can't help but yearn for freedom in their hearts.

"You're a six-eared macaque, aren't you?"

Mo Li's words had already made the Buddhas begin to doubt, after all, it was too abnormal to simply detain one of the monkeys.

Although both Buddhism and cultivation are far superior to them, they should not be able to distinguish between truth and falsehood at a glance.

"Bold little demon, how can you put your beak on the Buddha?"

The transparent water droplets in the Guanyin jade bottle fell on Mo Li's body again, Mo Li was extremely curious, didn't that nectar come back to life? Why is it dripping on her body, but it is like a soldering iron that has left an indelible mark.

"The words of the little demon are really false." The Buddha planned to kill Sun Wukong without doing two rests.

Mo Li took out the Seagod Sword and slammed it on the cover, once or twice, a small crack appeared in the seemingly unbreakable cover, and the crack slowly expanded until it finally shattered.

Rulai couldn't believe the scene in front of him, his golden bowl, everything is not broken, but everything can be removed, how can it be broken?

As soon as the golden bowl broke, Sun Wukong jumped out.

"Buddha, are you annoyed and angry?"

"But no matter what, you have to get to the bottom of the facts, so that there is no distinction between right and wrong, is it really good?"

"Also, isn't it clear enough that monkey hair proves it? Why don't you let the red boy prove it? ”

Red Boy is also a master who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, Guanyin wants to use these months to wear out the wildness in his bones, how is it possible?

The country is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change, so the fate of Guanyin is not very good.

The six-eared macaque and the Monkey King are too similar, if it weren't for the bracelet tied around Moli's wrist that was transformed by Sun Wukong's monkey hair, she wouldn't have recognized it at first sight.

"As a good wealth boy sitting down in Guanyin, what is the intention of slandering Guanyin like this?" Rulai has now made up his mind to get rid of Sun Wukong, such a big farce, you must sit on the name of Sun Wukong's six-eared macaque.

Otherwise, where is his majesty in the western heavens, and where is his face.

Therefore, even if someone questions it now, he must kill Sun Wukong.

Guanyin's work is really becoming more and more unreliable, first dealing with the white bone essence, and then arranging the six-eared macaque, none of which makes him worry.

If it weren't for Guanyin's extra worry-free, she would have abandoned her a long time ago.

Feeling the eyes of Rulai, Guanyin's heart sank, and she knew that this was the Buddha's dissatisfaction with her.

"Master, the disciple has something to say." Tang Seng stood up with the nine-ring tin staff and said sonorously.

Looking at Tang Seng who began to be stubborn again, the Buddha was irritable, Tang Seng was different from Sun Wukong.

In this Buddha world, Tang Seng has a special identity and is kind to many people.

The person who eats the flesh of the golden cicada and attains immortality naturally remembered the kindness on his head in the past, but if the golden cicada openly tears his face with him now, then how do the Buddhas and arhats who support him choose.

Buddhism is the most important and must be repaid, he can't gamble, and he doesn't dare to gamble.

"As the apprentice of the disciple, Wukong protects the disciple from evil all the way, and gets along day and night, so it can be said that the person who knows Wukong best is the disciple."

"To distinguish between truth and falsehood, it is natural that the disciple should also come forward."

As soon as Tang Seng spoke, those heavenly gods and Buddhas who had received his favor began to speak for Tang Seng one after another, and they wanted to repay this kindness.

The Buddha was still sitting majestically, still looking like the man who was smiling and shining, and it was not clear what he thought in his heart.

As you know, with the troubles of the White Bone Spirit and the Golden Cicada, it was a foolproof thing to get rid of Sun Wukong, but now there are many twists and turns, whether you can get rid of Sun Wukong or not.

It seems that there is not much chance, according to him, not only Sun Wukong, but even the golden cicada has a backbone.

"Jin Chanzi, as a teacher, I am afraid that you will not be able to study the Dharma, and you will be blinded by the law."

"However, you are also right, the six-eared macaque and Wukong are originally of the same race, and it is always good to be cautious." Rulai has begun to loosen its mouth, paving the way for possible outcomes and minimizing the danger.

"Master, Wukong was once burned by the Red Child's Three Flavors True Fire, and there is a scar on his shoulder." As Tang Seng spoke, a pair of hands pulled down the clothes of the two people at the same time, and there was no accident, and there was a clear scar on Sun Wukong's shoulder.

"Master, is this possible proof of Wukong's innocence? Could it be that Master is trying to say that Wukong's scriptures from the beginning are fake? ”

Tang Seng looked at Rulai with a smile, how could there be a little bit of a holy monk who purified the world, without sorrow or joy, and looked like a Buddha.

Sure enough, how ruthless the oppressed were now, and now the rebound is even more powerful.

If you are speechless, you will not like Guanyin's work more and more.

Such an obvious flaw can't be detected, so what's the use of her.

And Guanyin was a little stunned at this time, how could it be? Obviously, she recorded Sun Wukong's various habits and even mantras in every detail, and let the six-eared macaque observe and learn day and night, which is enough to confuse the real with the false.

That scar, obviously not.

Rulai's eyes made her even more frightened, although she still seemed to be merciful and benevolent, but she knew that behind the compassion was the prosperity of the obedient and the death of the rebellious.

She can't let herself become an outcast, as an eleventh-level Bodhisattva, she is far more status and authority than those thirteenth-level Buddhas in the Buddha Realm, because of the dependence and trust of Nyolai.

If there is no backer for Rulai, then sooner or later, her little Bodhisattva will be lost among many Bodhisattvas, and there will be no more days.

"The Buddha clearly checked, Guanyin for the guarantee cicada to learn the scriptures successfully, along the way must bow to the family, always follow, if the Monkey King left a scar, how can there be no unknown gift?"

"What, Guanyin, do you think I'm lying?"

As soon as Guanyin's words fell, Tang Sanzang opened his mouth very strongly, recovering his memory in advance, in the past and present lives, the whole nine lives, the world that was coaxed by a lie was eaten, but others were immortal.

No matter how broad-minded he is, he will inevitably be resentful.

If he never really regarded him as an apprentice, then why should he still be unrepentant?

The ninth generation is regarded as repaying the kindness of Rulai to take him as a disciple.