Xuanzang knelt on the ground weakly, with one hand on the ground, the bruised wound, the hot pain, between the half-dreaming and half-awakening memories of the past life and this life, he said weakly: "So is this happening?" ”

Xuanzang raised his hands, looked at his trembling and scarred palms, and looked up at the monkey standing in the ruins under the rising sun, covered in gold, with a stick on his back, a feeling of exhaustion from the heart, like a tide.

"Buddha...... Defeated! ”

Xuanzang was speechless.

Wukong walked up to him and said, "Your palm technique is weak and powerless, far less powerful than the original version of Shakyamuni. I think that at the beginning, my grandson also broke one of Shakya's old hands, and only then was he honored by the immortals of the Three Realms to defeat the Buddha with a fight! Although there are reasons why Shakya intends to give in, there is also a gift from my master, the peerless god soldier Dingxing God Zhen Tie. ”

"But this famous name is also my Monkey King, killed with a stick!"

At this time, Zhuang Yufan completely gave up thinking deeply about the subtext of Wukong revealing these things, and only thought about all kinds of absurd whimsy in a dream, and he said sluggishly: "What kind of god is fighting God and Buddha...... But from another point of view, this setting is really very emotional! ”

"Buddha...... Will it also be defeated? Xuanzang Muran looked up.

"Of course it will ......," Wukong said, "In this world, no one is invincible." You think of the Buddha as a god, of course you can't accept his failure, but Shakya was just a human being in the beginning. In the beginning, when he had not yet attained Buddhahood, some disciples betrayed him, were refuted by the six foreign masters, and were expelled by the Brahmins. Even if he became a Taoist, when the old country Shakya was destroyed by foreign soldiers, and the Shakya people were slaughtered. He's not powerless yet? ”

"If Shakya becomes a god and Buddha, he will not be defeated and cannot be defeated."

"It was you, the Mahayana disciples, who drove him to the altar, and since then there is no Shakya, only a Buddha remains. But if it comes...... It's not Shakyamuni! ”

"Therefore, Shakyamuni can defeat me, this is his tolerance and generosity, and he fulfills my obsession to defeat the Buddha. If it comes, it cannot be defeated...... Who is closer to enlightenment, a Shakya who can be defeated, or a Nyolai who is like a clay puppet on the altar and is not even allowed to fail? ”

Wukong sighed and said, "So your Rulai Divine Palm is nothing more than that!" ”

"Even if you have peerless mana, what can't you get back?" Wukong looked at Xuanzang lightly and said, "This is the second lesson I want to teach you, face reality." Shakya faced reality, so he was an enlightened being. I chose to run away from something, and I chose to face something. And if it is omnipotent, you lift it too high, and it can't come down, so in the face of this reality, omnipotence, it can't become insensitive. ”

"Is it so hard to admit that you can't do it?" Goku asked.

"Just like you, you have peerless mana, you have the Divine Palm, but you still lose!"

Xuanzang was speechless, and Wukong continued: "Because I don't admit that I am powerless, and when I see all kinds of injustice, injustice, resentment, and hatred in the world, I have all kinds of excuses, all kinds of lies, and deception: good causes and evil results, and reincarnation karma." Obviously because the Buddha was powerless, he wanted to say that sentient beings were self-reaping the consequences. ”

"Because sitting back and watching the injustice, injustice, resentment, hatred and other sufferings in this world, there is nothing you can do about it, you can only escape, but you say that it is omnipotent, so that powerlessness becomes insensitive. Because they refuse to admit this insensitivity and all kinds of lies, saying that sentient beings are reaping the consequences of their own suffering, and the gods and Buddhas are still omnipotent, which is pathetic. Amusing! ”

"The reason why I stand in front of you is to destroy your lifelong faith." Wukong asked coldly, "I'll ask you ......?"

"Chen Xuanzang, I only ask you today, Buddha, can you save sentient beings?"

Xuanzang clasped his hands together and said with difficulty: "Buddha...... The Dharma can save sentient beings! ”

Wukong continued to drink and asked, "Then you tell me, how to save it?" ”

"As long as everybody has compassion, as long as everybody takes refuge in the Dharma, there will be no suffering in the world!" Xuanzang raised his head and said with difficulty under the power of Wukong.

"Stubborn, obsessed!" Wukong hated iron and said: "Okay, I'll let you see the truth today!" After that, Wukong jumped and jumped to the lonely tomb of the old temple, which was almost destroyed next door for five thousand miles, but this old temple was still well preserved.

Wukong looked at the tomb that Xuanzang erected for Miss Duan, sneered, and suddenly reached out and grabbed it, and said to Xuanzang: "Don't!" In the mournful cry, Miss Duan's grave was lifted.

A dry skeleton, dressed in Miss Duan's clothes, lay there quietly.

The magician frowned and said, "How is it possible, it has withered and boneed so quickly?" Zhuang Yufan also frowned and said, "What does Sun Wukong want to do?" ”

Xuanzang wailed and rushed forward, he pulled the dirt with his hands and feet, held the dry bone in his arms, and said to Wukong: "What else do you want to do?" You clearly said that you will not implicate the innocent. She's dead. What else do you have? Do you want to crush her bones and scatter ashes, so that you are happy, and only then can you prove that your Buddha can't save sentient beings? ”

Wukong didn't refute, just said coldly: "Look again!" ”

He pointed to Xuanzang's arms, where are the white bones, Xuanzang only felt a sinking in his arms, he looked down to see, a statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva carved from white jade, I don't know when, has replaced the white bones, lying in his arms. Wukong continued: "Chen Xuanzang, why don't you want to think about it, why are some people infatuated with you at the first sight of you. ”

"Why are there people who are obsessed with your cold words?"

"Why does Miss Duan like you, and why does the Amorphous Flying Ring definitely fall into your hands? Do you really believe it because of your courage? Do you really believe that an ordinary exorcist can coincidentally spell out the "Great Day Nyorai Sutra"? Do you really believe that there is love in the world that will never die for no reason? ”

Wukong and Zhuang Yufan said in unison: "Unless, this is fate!" ”

"It is destined that this girl will fall in love with you, it is destined that she will die in your arms, and it is destined that you will be the one who learns from the scriptures!" Wukong said calmly: "So, what is life? ”

Xuanzang looked at the white jade Guanyin statue in his arms blankly, and heard Wukong say in his ear: "Miss Duan is just a karma for Guanyin Bodhisattva to enlighten you, and your love is destined." Her smile, sadness and tears, although from the bottom of her heart, but her sincerity, what is it? ”

"On the other hand, what is your sincerity?"

"Do you love Avalokiteshvara?" Wukong saw Xuanzang's frightened face, and then asked, "What is that Miss Duan?" ”

"Now, tell me, as one of the many beings, how did the Buddha save you? Is Miss Duan considered a sentient being? Wukong asked:

Xuanzang was questioned by Sun Wukong sentence after sentence, his expression changed from shock at the beginning, then sadness, and finally even with a hint of woodenness, he pondered for a long time, and felt that he had a Zen heart, crumbling, he couldn't help but want to hate Miss Duan who fooled him, and couldn't help but think of the cute and clumsy graffiti behind the scriptures.

He asked himself, "Heart-to-heart, is Miss Duan deceiving me?" Is her love fake? Xuanzang gave a negative answer, in that day's illusion, he saw himself clearly and Miss Duan's heart clearly like never before. At this time, Xuanzang let go of the white jade Guanyin statue in his hand and bowed with his hands together. He got up and left the cemetery, without attachment or hesitation, he asked Wukong, "Mr. Sun, can I ask you a question?" ”

Wukong said: "You ask! I try to answer you as much as I can. ”

Xuanzang calmly raised his head and asked, "Miss Duan, where have you gone?" ”

Wukong said: "Cause and cause are extinguished, and cause and fate are combined, and there will be a day when karma will dissipate, and for you, Miss Duan is dead." ”

"Then what is Miss Duan for the Bodhisattva?" Xuanzang continued to ask.

Wukong smiled: "A little trouble! ”

"I see!" Xuanzang closed his eyes and thanked Wukong: "Thank you, Mr. Sun!" ”

The magician suddenly felt that something was wrong with the demon mirror in his hand, he looked down inside, and saw that the shadow of Sun Wukong in the demon mirror was still brilliant and bright, and Xuanzang's figure was divided into two, a monk who was chanting scriptures was facing away from a Xuanzang who looked up to the sky and suffered for a long time, and the two shadows became clearer and clearer.

The magician was shocked: "Sun Wukong didn't give birth to two hearts, but Xuanzang gave birth to two hearts!" ”

The doubts after the defeat of the Buddha, the sorrow of learning that Miss Duan's fate was destined, the doubts of Sun Wukong's torture, the anxiety of asking if Rulai can save sentient beings, the origin and extinction, the sadness of loneliness in a lifetime, the love of a lifetime, but the guilt of troubles, the memory of Jin Cicada's past life and the memory of this life, the pain of the battle between heaven and man, and all this kind of madness that forced the Zen heart to waver!

At the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, in the mirror in the old temple, in the mirror and the moon in the reflection of the world, between the five non-existent and non-nothing, the strange beads in a strange state seem to sense Xuanzang's heart, the chaotic emotions, the wisps of emotions, like these five strange beads converge.

The magician sensed such a change, and suddenly his face changed drastically: "Not good! ”

Zhuang Yufan and the others turned around one after another, and saw the magician panicked and said, "How can this be? Why were the five magic beads attracted by Xuanzang? ”

"What five magic beads?" Zhuang Yufan frowned and asked.

The magician's face was terrified, those five magic beads originated from the Divine Soldier Xuanqi World, the ten magic beads split by the Ancestor Heavenly Demon Body, and the magician and their team paid an unimaginable price when they experienced the Divine Soldier World, so they took away three magic soldiers and five magic beads that had not yet formed a magic soldier.

The magician came to the world of Journey to the West, just to use the magic beads and strange demons, and their team worked hard to collect a lot of demonic power in the worlds such as Fengyun and Huofeng, and cooperated with the five magic beads cultivated by the Qilin Demon Blood, Alien Demons, and cultivated more mysterious, to attract the demonic thoughts of Xuanzang, Zhu Gangguan, Sha Wujing, Sun Wukong and others, and cooperate with the Demon Mirror to cut out their two hearts to the magic beads, so that they can not only eliminate the two hearts of these four immortals and gods in their previous lives, get a lot of rewards, but also harvest five earth-shattering demon soldiers.

The reason why he dared to say that he wanted to kill the Monkey King was that he wanted to use the magic soldiers to entrust a Monkey King who only had crazy magic thoughts and no sense at all. Only in this way can we bypass Rulai and kill the Monkey King.

But the only thing they miscalculated was Goku's true strength.

And at this moment, Xuanzang awakened the Zen heart of the ninth generation of the golden cicada, but was shaken by Wukong, and when the magic thought was blazing, the amazing magic thought nurtured by the ninth Zen heart actually surpassed the imagination of the magician in one fell swoop, broke through the magician's prohibition, and triggered the instinct of the magic beads, which triggered the response of the five magic beads in one fell swoop.

On the back of the Zen heart of the ninth golden cicada, the demon thoughts that had accumulated in the ninth world were transformed into two hearts, and they were about to use this to cut out of Xuanzang's body and turn into a shocking demon.

The magician was sweating profusely, and said in disbelief: "How is it possible, a martial artist as close to Emperor Xuantian can only give birth to one magic bead, and Sun Wukong According to our calculations, only two magic beads can contain its demonic nature." Why did Chen Xuanzang's demonic nature attract five magic beads, and he couldn't accommodate it, and even had to be controlled by Chen Xuanzang's two hearts? ”

"Originally, it should have been five magic beads that were different from each other, and they didn't have any reason, not this kind of magic beads that were controlled by two minds and still retained the wisdom of the body, and the five magic beads came out together!"

But at this point, it's too late to say anything!

Five magic beads shot out of the mirror, and they didn't enter the back of Xuanzang's head, a delicate and beautiful, polite and polite, wearing a moon-white robe, a pair of eyes were extremely smart, as if they could see through the phantom of a young monk who could see through people's hearts, behind Xuanzang, with his back.

Behind those seemingly smart and thorough eyes, there is endless madness.

A magic bead was thrown into his hand, turning into a nine-ring tin staff, one into a purple gold bowl, one into a brocade robe, and a demon body that entrusts him, turning the virtual shadow into substance, and one into an ink-colored relic, hanging behind his head. The monk walked out of the void and walked slowly, every move was graceful and calm.

He opened his mouth and said: "The three burials of the little monk's Dharma number, from Chen Xuanzang's Zen heart, are lit by Wukong's donor, and realize the hypocrisy of Buddhism and return to the truth. The meaning of the poor monk's name is a demon heart, burying the sky, burying the ground, and burying the common people! ”

After that, with a palm cover, Tang Sanfu laughed wildly and said: "Let the poor monk give you a funeral!" ”

The body formed by the magic bead was unusually tall, but the giant palm condensed by mana almost overshadowed the remnant peak of Wuzhi Mountain, Ampei Qingming roared angrily, and eight hundred gods appeared around his body, and the hundred ghosts walked at night, wanting to resist, but under the palm of Tang San's burial, the speed of the rout of the hundred gods, the fast Abe was caught off guard, screamed in horror, and was slapped into meat sauce when he couldn't avoid it.

The full-body god broke out of his body with essence blood and was devoured by Tang San's burial.

At this time, Wukong sighed in front of Xuanzang: "I am not the king of demons, because I am no longer a demon." But you, however, have truly bred a demon king! ”

"Don... Three... Bury! ”