Isn't the poor monk's guess wrong? Is it harmful to forcibly rescue the monkey from the Five Fingers Mountain?

Or is it that you didn't control your strength well, but you accidentally injured the monkey?

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but shake the monkey in his hand vigorously again, and called out with concern.

"Monkey, Monkey, Monkey ......"

And the monkey, which was swinging in the air like a rag, suddenly came back to his senses.

It's different, it's really different!

The feeling of being oppressed by Wuzhishan all the time is really gone, and it is completely different.

Wind......

I don't know how long it hasn't been like this!

Or maybe they haven't experienced this feeling for too long, and the monkey even has a feeling of chilling in the lower body inexplicably.

But soon the monkey forgot about this strange feeling of coldness, which ...... Maybe it's the feeling of freedom like the wind, it is estimated that my grandson has not experienced it for a long time, so he will not get used to it for a while.

At this moment, the monkey just wanted to roar wantonly and announce to this piece of heaven and earth: My old grandson, the Monkey King is back!

However, when that qi bulged from the monkey's chest and was about to surge towards his throat, Tang Sanzang's palm that grabbed the monkey suddenly tightened by three points.

"My grandson...... cough cough cough cough ......"

For a while, the monkey who had blocked most of his breath in his chest coughed dryly.

It was only at this moment that the monkey that escaped from the Five Fingers Mountain reacted completely.

This mortal monk in the flesh actually grabbed the throat of the Monkey King?!

Even if you come to the old man, you don't dare to treat my grandson like this, this monk wants to turn the sky upside down?

Immediately, the unruly monkey instinctively grinned at Tang Sanzang, his fangs exposed, and he looked the same as if he had swallowed Tang Sanzang alive.

And just when the monkey wanted to release a cruel word, he saw that Tang Sanzang, who had a gentle expression, became serious again, pinching the monkey's left hand suddenly tightened again without saying a word, his right hand suddenly put his five fingers together, bent his elbow and stretched it back, and the white and tender fist aimed directly at the monkey's head.

Suddenly, the monkey's pupils contracted uncontrollably.

I remembered......

The monkey, who was carried away by the surprise of getting out of the trap, recalled!

A few seconds ago, it was this white and tender fist that exploded the towering Five Finger Mountain with one punch......

No! It should be said that it was directly blasted into nothingness by the Five Finger Mountain!

However, before the thought of rebellion rose in the monkey's heart, the white and tender fist suddenly magnified infinitely in the monkey's sight.

At that moment, the monkey seemed to have an illusion in a trance.

Under this punch, he ...... It's a little inconspicuous, like the monkey in the palm of your hand five hundred years ago.

"Master!"

The moment he was about to hit the monkey with his fist, the monkey instinctively screamed.

In the next moment, in the monkey's somewhat frightened eyes, the fist directly turned from polar movement to extreme stillness, and stopped in front of the monkey.

However, the fist stopped, and the wind that was triggered by the fist swept over the monkey's body in a furious manner.

For a time, the monkey's messy hair, which had not been sorted out for 500 years, was not only blown away without a trace of a large amount of dirt under the combing of the wind, but also the hair was neatly and tightly attached to the monkey's skin, like a big back that had been blown by a typhoon for a long time.

"Division...... Division...... Parent ......"

Instinctively, the monkey repeated the title again in a daze, but the heart that was rarely nervous was still beating violently.

"Very good...... Tang Sanzang looked at the monkey's attitude and finally corrected a little, bowed slightly, put his right hand back on his chest, and whispered the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, good and good......"

"Monkey, don't say that being a teacher doesn't give you a chance, and don't blame being a teacher for not being democratic enough, today being a teacher will give you two choices?"

The monkey, who was still firmly pinched by the neck, endured the discomfort and nodded with difficulty. "Please also ask Master to make it clear."

"One of them is to willingly protect the teacher and go to the west to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures, and prevent those ferocious and barbaric monsters from attacking the teacher......"

"Second, the teacher doesn't force you to do anything, if you don't want to go west with the teacher, then let the teacher send you directly to the west."

In the end, Tang Sanzang's compassionate face couldn't help but reveal a playful smile, and the strength of pinching the monkey with his left hand increased slightly.

"My grandson chooses one, choose one ......"

For a while, the monkey, who felt the muscles and bones in his neck wailing, nodded and said.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang released his palm with some satisfaction and put the monkey back into the air.

"Amitabha, monkey, this is the first truth that the teacher taught you, measuring the gap between the enemy and the enemy is a kind of wisdom, only those who know the big gap between the enemy and the enemy, and still maintain the will to fight, can be called great courage......"

"And I don't even know the size of the gap between the enemy and us, but I don't care about fighting to the end, I'm just a brainless beast."

Listening to Tang Sanzang's faint words, the monkey who was relieving the discomfort in his neck was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Tang Sanzang with some surprise and surprise.

It's just that in the face of the monkey's surprise, Tang Sanzang didn't have any meaning to explain, just a detached posture, standing in place like a temporary Buddha, looking at the monkey with a slight smile.

Soon, the monkey reacted, gritted his teeth tightly, got down on his knees, kowtowed, and said in a loud voice.

"Disciple Sun Wukong, knock to see Master!"

"Good!" At this moment, Tang Sanzang's face couldn't help but show a hint of joy, and he gently stroked the top of the monkey's head with one hand, and said with a Buddha name.

"Amitabha, today you worship the poor monk as a teacher, and you will live up to you as a teacher, I only hope that you and I can go a long way as a master and apprentice."

I don't know why, listening to Tang Sanzang's slow words, the monkey's heart calmed down again, and he kowtowed to Tang Sanzang again and again, and said.

"The master rescued my grandson from the Wuzhi Mountain, which is a great kindness, and my grandson will not dare to forget the master's kindness."

"Very good, very good!"

Tang Sanzang nodded with satisfaction, and then took the monkey back to the place where the white horse was tied.

However, what made Tang Sanzang a little helpless was that the original vigorous white horse was now paralyzed on the ground, and even white foam was spewing out of his mouth, for fear that he would be frightened by the monkey's last roar.

"How is that good? The poor monk has no mount, the road to learn the scriptures is rugged and long, with his feet, how many years will it take to reach the West Heaven Da Lei Yin Temple? ”