The monkey, which had retracted the hairs left here to protect the monks and made sure that there were no other accidents, said to Tang Sanzang. "Master, when my grandson wakes them up, let them meet you, the life-saver."

"No need, Goku." Tang Sanzang waved his hand lightly and said in a low voice.

"Let them sleep, that they may rest for a while, as the saying goes: I will not kill Beren, but Beren will die because of me. In a sense, these monks are burdened by their teachers, not because they are kind to them, but because they owe them because they owe them for their teachers. ”

This time, it was rare for the monkey not to agree with what Tang Sanzang said, and said.

"Master, this statement is fallacious, even if there are other calculations in this, it is the people who owe them who calculate them, if it were not for Master's kindness and compassion, how could they get out of the sea of suffering?"

Tang Sanzang was slightly stunned, fell into thought, and then smiled, nodded, and said. "What Wukong said is extremely true, but this is a misunderstanding for the teacher."

However, even so, Tang Sanzang did not wake up these poor monks, but picked a high place here, sat down cross-legged, and chanted softly.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks deep in Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering......

“……”

After doing this three times, the soft chanting sound did not wake them up, but like a gust of fresh wind, it took away the negative emotions that had accumulated in their hearts for an unknown number of years.

For a while, Tang Sanzang, who had finished reciting, opened his eyes, but what caught his eyes was a peaceful sleeping face.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Tang Sanzang silently recited the Buddha's name, and then left this place directly with the disciples.

Soon, a large number of soldiers of Che Chi Guo rushed to this place on the orders of the king, and invited these monks to enter the palace by the king's edict.

However, as the soldiers approached this place, they felt the calming aura that still permeated the air, but their movements paused.

Even if no one ordered them, these soldiers did not approach the monks again, nor did they invite them into the palace as urgently as the king's edict ordered, but silently guarded the periphery and let them continue to sleep.

……

As for the matter behind Che Chiguo, Tang Sanzang did not pay too much attention to it.

In the eyes of the gods and Buddhas, these monks have no value and will not enter their Dharma eyes again; In the eyes of the king of Che Chiguo, these monks are related to the holy monks of the Tang Dynasty after all, and they will inevitably treat them respectfully.

That's it.

Tang Sanzang can only do this for the time being, the Nine Turns Golden Pill makes up for the loss of their bodies, chanting three times to heal their mental scars, and the remaining shade left by the demon subduing will make Che Chiguo salute them.

As for the more, Tang Sanzang was also worried that Huaibi was guilty.

Feeling a familiar thing infuse him, Tang Sanzang, who was sitting on the white dragon horse, thought so.

It's just that Tang Sanzang's mind couldn't help but change a little after all.

The poor monk really disliked the catastrophe arranged in such a way!

Perhaps, the poor monk really needs to have a deeper understanding of this westward calamity.

It's just that the monkeys and other apprentices that the poor monks usually rely on are now also in this game, even if they can vaguely perceive it, I am afraid that it will be difficult to see through the fog hidden in it, but excessive actions will cause unnecessary chain reactions.

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Sanzang felt that he couldn't hold back his shot once in Che Chi Guozhong, and it was indeed a bit of a gaffe.

"So apart from the disciples, what other way can the poor monks understand?"

Tang Sanzang muttered silently and thought about it.

After all, the poor monk is a mortal in the flesh, but there are not many first-class gods and Buddhas he knows, and there are very few gods and Buddhas who can choose to trust.

And if there is no "inner ghost", with Tang Sanzang's foundation of not knowing the magic power, there is no way to understand the plan of the high gods and Buddhas.

Yang Jian? Nezha?

Two names flashed in Tang Sanzang's heart, but he quickly gave up again.

It's not that Tang Sanzang thinks that they are not worth trying and trusting, but that Yang Jian and Nezha are in the Heavenly Court, so they can't drive the "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon" again and "pass" by Nantianmen again, right?

How can such a naked approach develop "inner ghosts"?

And the last time was lucky after all, the Jade Emperor was afraid of the imaginary "person born by the calamity", so he did not investigate himself too much for his rude knocking on the Nantian Gate.

It's just that "the person who was born in response to the catastrophe" is a false thing after all, and he can't be fearless to avoid really provoking the Jade Emperor.

After all, the countless immortals in Heavenly Court are no joke.

"If only the poor monk really was the one who was born by the calamity, he would definitely let those gods and Buddhas who regarded the human race as ants should be doomed!"

Tang Sanzang, who was always annoyed by the affairs of Che Chiguo, couldn't help but feel a little emotion in his heart.

And what about Yang Jian and Nezha? The poor monks are well known and have a high status, and it seems that there is only Guanyin Bodhisattva left.

Bought Guanyin Bodhisattva, who is suspected of being responsible for the "westward plan"?

As soon as this idea came out, Tang Sanzang almost made himself laugh.

That Guanyin Bodhisattva is not the princess of Gaoyang, as soon as she sees the poor monk, she will obey her words, and give what she wants.

Then, the only option left seems to be...... Three Virgins Yang Chan!

As the niece of the Jade Emperor and the sister of Yang Jian, the Judicial God Erlang Manifestation Saint True Monarch, the status of the Third Lady Yang Chan is self-evident.

In addition, the Baolian lamp in her hand, in addition to not being able to give birth to the hair of a poor monk, is almost a golden balm-like innate magic weapon, which is more than enough for self-protection.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang's thoughts moved, and the dragon was dragged back to the black chicken country, and the "difficult to peace" body that was doing the thing of "being happy alone is not as good as being happy with everyone" immediately set off, and went to Huashan again to find the Three Holy Mothers after more than half a year.

And just when "Yi Nanping" was rushing towards Huashan, Tang Sanzang was not idle here, looking at the tiger skin with a big hole in front of him and fell into deep thought.

The poor monk shouldn't have punched Huli Daxian in the abdomen at that time, resulting in this ruined tiger skin.

Originally, Tang Sanzang wanted to make a cloak for his majestic monkey for daily wear, but it was difficult to make a big hole in it.

According to the current condition of this tiger skin, it is undoubtedly the most suitable to cut a tiger skin long skirt, which can make the most of this good tiger skin.

After all, the big hole left by Tang Sanzang's fist was not far from the waist circumference of a thin monkey.

Well, exactly!

Inappropriate......

Tang Sanzang hurriedly threw away the idea of "women's clothing" and tried hard to think of other plans.