"I've never seen you before, you look confused."

Wutian came to Tang Sanzang and sat down opposite, conjuring a pot of wine and two cups.

He poured two glasses full of wine respectively, and pushed one of the glasses of wine in front of Tang Sanzang.

"Sanzang, do you drink?"

"Monks have five precepts, so how can they drink alcohol?" Tang Sanzang didn't think about it, so he said, but, after saying this, he hesitated again, and reached out to hold the wine glass in front of him.

He didn't drink, he just held the glass.

Tang Sanzang is a real holy monk, since he saw him in Wutian, he has always been firm in his beliefs, never wavering, he studied Buddhism but did not believe in Buddhism, Buddhist scriptures could not blind his vision, he firmly abided by the principles in his heart.

He studied the scriptures in order to purify sentient beings in the sea of suffering, and as for becoming a Buddha and listening to the wonderful sound of the Dharma under the Buddha's seat, it was the last thing he cared about in his heart.

And tonight's Tang Sanzang is confused.

This kind of emotion is normal for it to appear in an ordinary person, but it should not appear in Tang Sanzang, a holy monk.

"Gibbon donors, immortal Buddhas, are they all benevolent?"

Tang Sanzang held the wine glass that Wutian pushed over, pondered for a while, and asked.

Wutian smiled and said in a very flat tone: "If the immortals and Buddhas are all benevolent, how can it be your turn to purify all sentient beings." ”

This sentence is already the best answer.

Although he Tang Sanzang is a generation of holy monks, compared to those immortals, he is nothing at all, but he is the one who wants to take the Mahayana scriptures and purify all sentient beings.

After Wutian finished speaking, he asked again: "What happened in the Black Chicken Country, did you shake it?" ”

Tang Sanzang sighed softly.

"My father Chen Guangrui, who has no loss of virtue and extraordinary talent, should have been in a good year and have great ambitions, but because of a rhinoceros essence, he died in a foreign country and became a ghost, and he did not see the light of day at the bottom of the well for 20 years."

"Gibbon donor, mortals still pay attention to killing to pay for their lives, so should the rhinoceros spirit also pay for my father's life?"

"Should!" Wutian didn't even think about it, so he said the answer.

It's just that after saying this answer, Wutian looked at Tang Sanzang a little strangely, "I thought that you, as a holy monk, would give him a chance to repent?" ”

Killing people to pay for their lives, especially the revenge of killing their father, ordinary people will definitely not be able to bear it, but Tang Sanzang is not an ordinary person, he is a holy monk.

"He had the opportunity to repent, and in the past twenty years, he had countless opportunities to repent, but he did not."

Tang Sanzang said in a calm tone, "The poor monk also knows what it means to be a Buddha. ”

Wutian smiled.

This Tang Sanzang is indeed not pedantic, so when he was in the Guanyin Zen Temple, he would hand over the brocade robe to the black bear spirit, and he did not hesitate to go on the road.

Characters like the Black Bear Spirit and the Golden Pond Holy Monk have gone astray, it is indeed a pity, and they are as kind as Tang Sanzang, and I also hope that they can go on the right path.

However, if you can't do it, you can't do it, although Tang Sanzang is a holy monk, he also knows that he can't do it.

Tang Sanzang continued: "When Wukong wanted to correct the rhinoceros essence, Manjushri appeared. ”

"A dignified bodhisattva, you can save the rhinoceros spirit in time, but you can't save my father in time."

"The poor monk has long known that the road to learning scriptures has to go through three or three tribulations and ninety-nine difficulties."

"For the sake of all sentient beings, the poor monks are willing to go through these tribulations, but they shouldn't arrange my parents like this."

There was a faint sadness in Tang Sanzang's tone.

Maybe when he first came out of Chang'an City, he didn't know what the catastrophe on the way to learn the scriptures was, but after experiencing so many tribulations, no matter how dull a person is, he will feel something.

What's more, Tang Sanzang is still an extremely smart holy monk.

The mounts of those immortals, as if they had made an appointment, were in the lower realm during the same period of time, blocking the way to learn scriptures.

To be honest, Tang Sanzang encountered real monsters, in fact, there were not a few times, most of them met some immortals and Buddhas.

In the past, Tang Sanzang could open one eye, close one eye, and accompany him to perform, only this rhinoceros essence was really hated by him.

"Taking scriptures from such a lonely and shrewd god and Buddha, even if I seek the true scriptures, can I really purify sentient beings?"

This level is the catastrophe of Tang Sanzang's parents, but in fact, it is also the catastrophe of Tang Sanzang's mortal dust.

After this catastrophe, the dust has been cut off from then on, and the body and mind have been thrown into the empty door.

"Sanzang, do you remember what I said to you before, if you don't want to learn from the scriptures, you can come to me at any time."

Wutian didn't answer Tang Sanzang's question, but talked about what he once said to Tang Sanzang.

"Gibbon donor, your kindness, the poor monk understands it."

Tang Sanzang folded his hands and bowed to Wutian, which was regarded as a sign of gratitude, but for Wutian's words, he obviously had no intention of thinking about it.

"The poor monk has come here, if you don't take a look at the face of the scriptures, it is really difficult to calm down."

Tang Sanzang's tone was unparalleled resolute.

He was indeed lost, however, he would not give up.

He knew exactly what he had to do.

After speaking, Tang Sanzang said again.

"Wukong, Bajie, and Sha Seng all think that I want to become a Buddha, and they are seeing that they are expected to achieve results, so there are some words that are not suitable for them."

"Only the gibbon donor knows that I don't believe in Buddhism."

Tang Sanzang said this and laughed softly.

Who would have thought that the legendary Tang Dynasty holy monk, Tang Sanzang, who learned the scriptures, actually did not believe in Buddhism.

Buddhist scriptures are just a way for him to pursue the truth, and he only learns scriptures because he wants to benefit all sentient beings.

"They also know, but they don't care, because you are a disciple of the Buddha, and after walking the path of learning scriptures, you will naturally return to your position."

Wutian pointed to the western sky.

"The gibbon monkey benefactor, when we meet next time, the poor monk should become a Buddha."

Tang Sanzang said.

Regarding what Wutian said, he actually expected it in his heart.

If you really have to think about it, in this world, where can mortals hide from the gods and Buddhas?

"Not necessarily." Wutian said suddenly.

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he showed a puzzled look.

Wutian went on to explain.

"Sanzang, the last calamity you encountered on the way to learn the scriptures was my wife, the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons."

"The seven emotions and six desires in her hand can control greed, hatred, infatuation, hatred, love, evil, and desire."

"Creatures who fall under these seven spells will be controlled by her, and in your current state, if you meet her—"

Wutian said this, so I won't talk about it.

But what he didn't say was what it meant, Tang Sanzang knew very well.

"The poor monk has long put life and death aside, no matter what kind of calamity lies ahead, the poor monk will not stop."

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