"Get up and speak, and the poor monk will listen carefully to your appeals."

However, no matter how Tang Sanzang persuaded them, these seven monks still didn't have the slightest intention of getting up, as if they could add a little more security in their hearts and influence Tang Sanzang more.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang, who was helpless, had no choice but to glance at the monkey, and the monkey, who understood the meaning, immediately blew at the seven monks.

For a moment, the seven monks only felt that they were fluttering, floating up little by little above their knees, and no matter how hard they tried, it was difficult to touch the ground with their knees, and by the time they reacted, they had regained their feet.

"Amitabha, why are the seven masters crying like this, you can tell the poor monks, within the scope of their ability, the poor monks should only do their best to relieve the suffering of sentient beings."

As Tang Sanzang's compassionate and gentle voice reached the ears of the seven monks, it temporarily made them forget the idea of kneeling, and the thin monk standing at the front with a few scars on his face spoke.

"The holy monk is above, if it is not for us to disregard our face and cry here, it is really that we are already in a situation where we cannot live in peace, and there is no end to death, only the holy monk can help us to be liberated, or live or die, the grace of the holy monk will not dare to forget it for ten lifetimes."

"What is it that makes it impossible to survive and die?" Tang Sanzang's eyebrows furrowed slightly and asked.

"When Chechi suffered a great drought in China, the two families of Buddhism and Taoism prayed to God at the same time, but in the end, it was the three national teachers who came to the world, expelled the drought, and saved countless lives in Chechi......

After a pause, the thin monk said with a hint of despair on his face.

"However, the king of the Chechi Kingdom listened to the words of the three national teachers, slandered my Buddha, led to the demolition of the mountain gate, the destruction of the Buddha statue, and the pursuit of the Buddha, and even did not allow us to return to the vulgar, and directly sentenced more than 2,000 monks such as me to Taoism, saying that they were slaves and maids, but in fact they were no different from animals."

"In the past ten years, more than 2,000 monks have died of illness and starvation, and seven or eight hundred have committed suicide due to abuse.

"Death or not?" Such a strange statement made Tang Sanzang's eyes condense slightly.

The thin monk's eyes continued to flow down, but his expression was as wooden as the old bark of a dead tree, and his mouth opened and closed as he spoke.

"Yes, you can't die, the hanging beam rope is broken, the knife is not damaged, the river is not sinking, and the medicine is fine, even if you are sick, you can wake up from sleep and be healed, this stump is like being spurned by the underworld, and can only be left to suffer in this hell on earth."

Listening to the despair and loneliness in the words of this thin monk, Tang Sanzang's heart couldn't help but tremble.

It takes courage to survive, but being in the abyss of hell and not even being able to embrace death is obviously so desperate that it makes the listener tremble.

"Who is it?"

Tang Sanzang asked softly, the meaning was self-evident.

Between this heaven and earth, the human race is really too fragile, and for Tang Sanzang, who is also a human race, this kind of thing is too clear.

And even if the life of the human race can be affected by too many things, but like this, only life is allowed, not death, Tang Sanzang only has a guess in his heart.

That is just like Tang Sanzang once was, being secretly protected by the gods and Buddhas such as Liuding Liujia, Wufang Jiedi, and Guardian Jialan, otherwise it would be sketched out of the name in the book of life and death, and it would not be so broken by the hanging beam, the knife will not be damaged, and the river will not sink.

Sure enough, the thin monk quickly confirmed Tang Sanzang's guess.

"The holy monk Mingjian, who secretly protects our lives and does not allow me to wait for death, is the god of the heavenly realm, Liuding Liujia, Guardian Jialan, and so on."

After a pause, the wizened monk once again squeezed out one hoarse sentence after another from his throat.

"We have been looking for death a lot, so they have no choice but to appear in a dream, persuading us not to seek death, the time of death has not come, as long as we suffer, and when the holy monk of the Eastern Tang Dynasty arrives here, they can relieve our suffering, and enjoy happiness from now on."

This was a desperate and chilling outpouring, so that Ao Yu, who had turned into a white dragon horse, seemed to be deeply touched, and rarely automatically turned into a human form in front of the crowd, gently grasping a corner of Tang Sanzang's monk's robe with one hand, his eyes were slightly reddened and he looked at the thin monk, his mouth was slightly open, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

It was not only Ao Yu, who had spent hundreds of years lonely under the eagle's sorrowful stream, that had waited for Tang Sanzang to feel a lot in his heart, but also the expressions of the monkey and the sand monk were also moved at the same time.

The monkey was pressed under the Wuzhi Mountain for 500 years, unable to turn over, unable to seek death, bowed his head and admitted his mistake, which was in exchange for a chance to get out of trouble.

As for the sand monk, he was trapped in the quicksand river and was punished by the flying sword piercing his heart, and he was so long that he didn't know the years, and he kept counting that he had suffered about more than 5 million swords, so he got rid of the suffering.

The despair and pain in it are by no means something that anyone who has not experienced it can experience.

And the words of the gods and Buddhas who persuaded the monks that "the time of death has not yet come, as long as you endure hardship, you can relieve your suffering, and enjoy bliss in peace from now on", which made the monkey, the sand monk and Ao Yu angry.

If you don't know the suffering of others, don't persuade others to be kind......

At the same time, Tang Sanzang also had this idea in his heart.

Why did those gods and Buddhas persuade the monks like this? What can the poor monk do now when he arrives here?

It is to return the freedom of those monks, but is it really what these monks who have suffered for more than ten years and have long been in ruins hope for?

If they can't reverse the river of time and completely change their past, for the monks who have lived for decades, but have been suffering in hell on earth for more than ten years, what kind of Elysium must be to make up for them?

Tang Sanzang's heart was full of anger, not only because of the things that the Tiger Power Immortal, the Luli Great Immortal, and the Yang Power Immortal had done to treat human life like ants, but also because of the views and concepts of those gods and Buddhas on the human race.

Even though the gods are high above and can live above the sky and look down on the world, they see hundreds of monks falling into hell on earth, and they don't think about saving them, just give them a way to live, but they don't expect that even the way to death will be completely cut off for them.

You know, these monks are all people who believe in gods and Buddhas, and this is how the gods and Buddhas respond to them?

For what? Is it just to make such a catastrophe for the poor monks?

Artificially create a tragedy, disaster, and hell, and then arrange for the poor monk to appear and rescue him.

Among them, what made Tang Sanzang's lips tighten heavily, was that there were not only the figures of the Heavenly Court minions, but also the Buddhist minions such as the Apologetic Jialan.

All beings are equal, is that the essence of the Dharma?