Chapter 32 Compassion for the Three Tibets of the Tang Dynasty
Tang Sanzang's words of deep affection and compassion deeply moved the five gods and Buddhas.
"Holy monk, don't be like this, that monkey is ferocious and will become a disaster sooner or later."
"We are also willing to guard the holy monk, even if the monkey is ferocious, we can block one or two for the holy monk, so that the holy monk can escape in time."
"Yes, the holy monk doesn't need to worry about us ......"
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For a while, the five gods and Buddhas who were deeply moved by Tang Sanzang's noble character spoke out one after another, and in addition to feeling guilty in their hearts, they were even more moved to persuade each other with good words, and they were willing to sacrifice their lives to resist the monkey to protect Tang Sanzang.
In this regard, Tang Sanzang complained in his heart.
It's not that Tang Sanzang looks down on a few of them, but if the monkey really wants to make a move, I'm afraid that these few will all lie down in a few rounds after a few rounds, what is the difference between this and giving away people's heads?
What's more, Tang Sanzang put a lot of effort into it, just to find an excuse to drive these guys who acted as the eyes of Heavenly Court Buddhism away, so as not to be watched day and night.
Immediately, Tang Sanzang folded his hands and refused again and again. "The five immortals must not be like this, the poor monk is an ordinary man, without merit and virtue, what kind of life is worthy of your death? Shame shame shame! ”
"It's worth it, it's worth it......" The five gods and Buddhas said again and again, but they never meant to back down.
This made Tang Sanzang a little depressed.
What kind of ecstasy soup did the poor monk pour into you? Is the poor monk's stick not hard enough? Or did you knock it too hard, and you guys were stupid?
Monkeys are fierce, very unreasonable, stubborn, not human, very dangerous......
Can't you take care of your lives? As for the poor monks, is there such an attitude of sacrificing life and forgetting death? What is so good about the poor monks? Tell the poor monk, isn't it okay for the poor monk to reform?
However, no matter how euphemistically Tang Sanzang told them about the dangers and persuaded them, these five gods and Buddhas always had an iron-hearted attitude of going all the way to the end.
This made Tang Sanzang's eyes gradually become a little dangerous.
Could it be that you really want to force the poor monks to kill you, are you willing? Amitabha, good, good.
And seeing that Tang Sanzang and the five gods and Buddhas were in a stalemate for a long time, Guanyin Bodhisattva, who had been thinking for a long time, also spoke.
"Sanzang, if there is no secret protection from them, then the monkey should be really fierce and don't hear about it, what if you are a mortal?"
"Everything in the world has love, the poor monk touches Wukong with love, and Wukong is not a stubborn stone, how can he not be touched? Even if Wukong is really a stubborn stone, the poor monk also believes that sincerity is what he wants, and the golden stone is open. Tang Sanzang's eyes were full of a great love, a kind of fearlessness and perseverance.
"Uh......" For a while, even Guanyin Bodhisattva was a little dumbfounded by this idealized and completely unreasonable remark.
"Sanzang, I mean if, if you really die at the hands of monkeys, the great cause of traveling westward, and all living beings, how will you deal with yourself?"
"Amitabha, good, good......" Tang Sanzang took two steps, facing Guanyin Bodhisattva, without the slightest confusion and hesitation on his face, and said.
"If a poor monk can't even purify his own disciples, how can he talk about sentient beings? If the poor monk is really destined to die at the hands of Wukong, the poor monk is also willing, without regret or hatred. ”
Such a great realization, such a knowing that there is a great danger in it, but those clear eyes have not even appeared in the slightest confusion.
This...... Is it the person who responded to this catastrophe, and is he also the person destined for Zhongxing in my Buddhism?
Suddenly, Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't help but subconsciously pronounce the Buddha's name.
"Amitabha!"
Immediately, Guanyin Bodhisattva no longer persuaded him, but turned his wrist, which was as white as jade, and floated a fancy gold-inlaid flower hat in front of Tang Sanzang.
"Sanzang, this is the golden hoop given by my Buddha, you coax the monkey to wear it, if he has a different heart, recite the 'tight hoop mantra', he will be able to teach him to be obedient."
However, Tang Sanzang refused without hesitation. "Amitabha, if the monks don't speak, how can they coax Wukong? It's not appropriate. ”
"Why is Sanzang stubborn? This 'mantra' can save your life, and it is also for the monkey to achieve positive results. Guanyin Bodhisattva frowned and said persuadingly.
How could Tang Sanzang let the monkey wear a golden hoop? If it is said that this mantra is known only to oneself in heaven and on earth, then it does not matter.
How can your own apprentices be bullied, that is also your own business.
However, I don't know how many Buddhist powers know about this mantra, and if you really coax the monkey to put on the golden hoop, then the monkey is almost equivalent to wearing a collar, and let the Buddhist powers handle it.
"It's not appropriate, how can a monk coerce others if he has compassion? The poor monk should try his best to let Wukong take refuge in my Buddha and achieve positive results, but the poor monk disdains such means. ”
"This is not dependent, that is not dependent......" However, Guanyin Bodhisattva admired and admired Tang Sanzang's will and enlightenment, but it was impossible to let the weak Tang Sanzang really accidentally be killed by a monkey, ruining the major event of traveling west to learn scriptures, and immediately said with some annoyance.
"In that case, then I have to take action myself to help you train that monkey to respect the teacher."
"This ...... Either way, or ......"
Tang Sanzang sighed several times, and could only agree for the time being.
"Violence can't solve the problem, Guanyin Dashi is angry, the disciple Sanzang takes the flower hat, and please Guanyin Dashi don't embarrass these immortals, and let them return to practice outside the thirty-three heavens, otherwise they will be injured by Wukong again, and the poor monk is afraid that he will be guilty to death."
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say......"
Guanyin Bodhisattva did not insist, and immediately informed Tang Sanzang of the "Tightening Mantra", which made him remember it.
At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the sky.
"My grandson is also ......"
Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and the monkey who had returned to Huaguo Mountain landed in the middle of everyone refreshed.
For a while, being watched by the angry gaze of the five gods and Buddhas, Tang Sanzang's strange eyes, and the unteachable expression of Guanyin Bodhisattva, the monkey was inexplicably a little confused.
"Wukong, you haven't been able to get out of Wuzhi Mountain for a few days, why did you do such a thing that almost cost your life?" Guanyin Bodhisattva's flower-shaped wrist flipped, faintly pinched an unknown magic trick, and asked expressionlessly.
"Oh?"
The monkey was stunned for a moment, his eyes blinked several times, and just when Tang Sanzang, who was a little afraid of revealing his stuffing, wanted to say something to take over the topic, the monkey who came back to his senses seemed to understand something, and said with a disdainful face.
"Hehe, if it weren't for Master's persuasion, my old grandson would definitely beat them and scatter."