Guo Haihuang didn't answer his senior brother's question, but he just didn't answer, which was the best answer.

An unimaginable light erupted in Qingming's cloudy eyes, not that kind of substantive light, but that kind of spiritual flash, at this time, when Master Qingming's junior brother, Guo Haihuang, did not respond to Master Qingming's question.

"Senior brother, you must have seen it, as a martial arts master, you should also see the scene behind Wukong." Master Qingming's voice is a little ethereal now, "The Buddha originally has two sides, purifying sentient beings and destroying sentient beings, and junior brother, which scene are you seeing?" ”

Master Qingming has long heard that after the martial arts practice reaches a certain level, when facing the enemy, he will see a scene, no, it should be said that it is an illusion similar to the imagination of his opponent, the fantasy of his opponent, but this fantasy is not only from the fighter itself, but from the aura emanating from the opponent to guide people to start fantasizing about that scene.

Master Qingming was very curious, as the strongest junior disciple now, what would he see in his apprentice, although he didn't say it before, but now, the old monk Qingming, who had been given a moment of rest, asked his own question at this time.

"Senior brother, when my nephew saw me, what did he see, do you know?"

Guo Haihuang did not answer his senior brother's question, but after asking such a question, he continued to walk slowly along this river.

And the sun began to sink in the west. Wukong also knew that it was not too early and it was time to find a place to stay. However, with Guo Haihuang here, he naturally would not let his senior brother and nephew find the so-called residence. In the past few decades of operation, Guo Haihuang's home has been expanded countless times by those juniors, and even Guo Haihuang himself doesn't know how big his house is, but such a big house should be enough to accommodate these two guys.

Guo Haihuang deliberately walked behind, looking at the sturdy young man who was carrying his master on his back as if he had nothing, and felt his strong breathing.

I am envious, there is no one among my children who can compare to this little one. But why does this little guy feel that he is not free?

Guo Haihuang's strong feeling as a martial artist made him feel the unfreedom in the little guy's heart, but for this matter, Guo Haihuang knew that even if he was himself, he could not be enlightened, after all, if his senior brother could not let this little guy be freed, there would be no one in the world who could let the little guy in front of him let go of this shackle, however, Guo Haihuang could still feel it, the kind of depression that made this little guy feel unfree, that kind of shackles, was actually not imposed on the little guy by others, but the little guy himself imposed it on himself.

Goku stopped abruptly because in front of him, a strong man appeared. With his master on his back, he wouldn't fight, so he set his sights on Guo Haihuang, who was staring at him behind him. Having reached Wukong's martial arts realm, he could already easily feel the gazes that were staring at him.

However, for those gazes placed on him, Wukong did not feel any discomfort, because he thought that it was useless, and the eyes could not do the realm of killing. It can be said that Wukong is still a gentle child, although he practices martial arts, but more to become stronger, to protect, to fulfill filial piety, rather than to kill.

However, the aura on the body of the middle-aged man in front of him made Goku very uncomfortable. And because Wukong is very straight, Wukong is directly shown on his face.

However, the man did not do anything bad because of Wukong's dislike, but bowed down to Guo Haihuang.

"Father, I'm here to pick you up. Who are these two? ”

As if this guy didn't see Wukong and his master just now, the middle-aged man asked his father very calmly. And Guo Haihuang just smiled.

"Didn't you already know, why bother asking me, go down and arrange things."

Guo Haihuang walked slowly past the middle-aged man and continued to walk towards his residence.

And Wukong didn't care about the middle-aged man, and followed Guo Haihuang slowly towards the residence.

Now, he needs to go to rest with his teacher.

Evening classes haven't been done yet.

And in a small Buddhist hall, these two human beings, who don't like the atmosphere of the city very much, feel like they have returned to their hometown.

The old monk sat on the futon, began to beat the wooden fish, and began to chant the scriptures that had been sung countless times over.

Wukong, on the other hand, was sitting not far from his teacher, looking at the huge Buddha, and began to recite the Buddhist scriptures he had learned over the years.

"The Huayan Mystery Collection, the Lotus Secret Essence, the Heart of All Buddhas, and the Guide to the Bodhisattva's Ten Thousand Actions do not come out of here. If you want to sigh widely, the calamity is endless, and the wise should know it......"

The sound of wooden fish is endless.

The soul that had been noisy in the city all day slowly returned to calm in the chanting of his teacher and the sound of his own chanting.

At this time, Wukong returned to his previous state in the deep forest, nothing, nothing, nothing. However, at this moment, Goku felt that there were countless silk threads binding him on his body. Goku wanted to tear those silk threads, but Goku had a feeling that once he tore those silk threads, a monster might be born.

Therefore, Goku has to restrain himself.

After Wukong was born in this world, he didn't feel any freedom every day, because he knew that he was different from everyone in this world, at least he saw, and he was different from his parents, they were all weak. Even as the fiercest and strongest ape, Little Wukong felt that these guys were weak. And the little guy, little Wukong, he is a strong man, the so-called strong man, and his own existence is to break the rules.

Therefore, in order to protect the rules that have been set, Wukong tried his best to restrain his strength, but, even so, with the growth of his body a little bit, a little bit of wisdom, he found that the place where he could move began to become smaller, even if he didn't do anything, the place where he could move began to become smaller, and even, Wukong began to worry that one day, in this empty world, it was full of countless thin lines, even if little Wukong blinked his eyes, It is also possible to destroy a thread.

However, now, Wukong only took a deep breath, folded his hands, stirred his Buddhist beads, and recited the Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.