In the dark, Sha Wujing quietly licked/licked his wounds, and not far from the pitch darkness where he couldn't see his five fingers, there was a fragmented body, the magic wand was broken in two, and there was a pitch-black non-reflective thin cone in the hollow staff, which was the real weapon of the curtain general, but it was also overturned by Sha Wujing in the final blow. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The roller shutter knows everything, and he doesn't know anything, Sha Wujing knows a lot, and he doesn't know a lot, which is why Sha Wujing can fight back against the roller blind.

Little White Dragon, one of the most wasteful firewood in the Journey to the West team, although Little White Dragon can drive dirty and wild when he sees any scene, there is no doubt that Little White Dragon is the only conscience of the team and the purest existence.

And the third prince Ao Lie, don't look at him innocently, but in fact he has hatred in his heart!

He hated the unscrupulous means of Western Heavenly Bliss, he hated the inaction of Heavenly Court, and he hated the cowardice of his father.

He's just a kid who doesn't grow up!

"So, learn to trust others."

The little white dragon stretched out his hand and covered the eyes of the third prince Ao Lie, although the dragon horn was broken and the hand was broken, but the little white dragon still showed a bright smile.

The heart of the ape is a horse, and the eight-precept sand monk is at a loss, and he doesn't know his purpose.

Under the green lantern ancient Buddha, in addition to the two big bald heads sitting opposite each other, there was a third person, with a beard on his face, holding a big knife in his hand, foul language, two legs were broken, and he scolded in front of the Buddha hall.

Tang Sanzang's face was full of anger, Tang Seng was as usual, leaned over to comfort the bearded man, and tore off his monk's clothes, bandaging the bearded man, during which the bearded man had murderous intent several times, Tang Sanzang almost shouted to be careful, but for some reason, he never got the knife down.

After a few minutes, the bearded man's injuries were brought under control, and he gradually fell into a coma.

Tang Seng had blood on his hands, blood on his body, and ragged clothes, but when he sat on the futon again, he seemed to be more like a monk than Tang Sanzang.

It's just a monk.

Tang Seng's blood-stained hands were solemnly folded, and he bowed his head to ask for advice.

"Master, what is the use of the Dharma?"

"Prove Bodhi, cross the common people."

"What did the master learn?"

"Learn from the scriptures to save people, surpass the dead and ascend to heaven, overcome difficulties and get rid of suffering, cultivate immeasurable longevity, and do nothing to come and go."

"Is it the Purity of all sentient beings, or the Great Buddha of Heaven and Earth?" Tang Seng asked again.

Tang Sanzang was stunned, thought carefully, and replied: "Naturally, it is Pudu sentient beings. ”

"Then why didn't the master stop, leaned down, stretched out your hand, and picked it up?"

"This person is ignorant, and it is difficult to see my Buddha."

Tang Seng smiled and said: "The person you and I see today has no wisdom root, and they can't see my Buddha, so don't you care, tomorrow the master meets another fool, and the other two fools, don't you care?" How ignorant are the people of the world, and my generation is clear-sighted, so the world does not live up? ”

Tang Sanzang was first asked, thought for a while, and then said: "Today's mage crosses one person, tomorrow the mage crosses one person, the Three Realms have no peace, just like a fire house, full of suffering, very terrifying, how many people can the mage cross?" ”

"If you can cross one person, you will be one, and if you can save one person, you will be one person."

Tang Sanzang seemed to have found a turning point in the counterattack, and took advantage of the situation to pursue: "Since the mage wants to save people, why don't you go on the road?" ”

"Why are you on the road?"

"If the Master is a person, there can only be one person, and if the Master is a Buddha, he can save thousands of people at will."

Tang Seng was silent, remembering what he had said before leaving.

If you want to learn from the experience and save people, you have to endure hardships.

He originally thought that it should be his own suffering, but now that he thought about it, he suddenly woke up!

It is not oneself that suffers, it is the common people, and those who suffer are not themselves, it is sentient beings.

However, all living beings are scattered, and only they can survive the common people, and only they can save the common people.

To purify sentient beings, what is needed is not a Buddha who is high, but a person who is a part of sentient beings!

"All beings need Buddhas, not my Buddhas."

The world in Tang Seng's eyes began to distort and began to fall apart, "Learning scriptures and seeking Buddha is the true self." ”

The world began to collapse, and Tang Sanzang and the bearded man gradually disappeared, and before leaving, Tang Sanzang asked the last word.

"If the Master has to be compassionate, how can the six roots be pure? The Dharma wants to be empty, how can the Dharma not be empty? ”

"What the poor monk asks is not the true Buddha, what all living beings want, it is the Buddha of the heart." Tang monk's heart is like a mirror, there is nothing originally, but there is gradually a Buddha, a Buddha who is no different from him.

"Haha, this is not a Buddha, it's a demon!" When Tang Sanzang saw this Buddha, he laughed so much that tears were about to fall.

Tang Seng opened his eyes and replied seriously to the air in front of him: "This is the Buddha, this is the Buddha in the heart of the poor monk, not the Buddha and Bodhisattva in the sky." ”

"Are you all awake?"

The familiar and unfamiliar voice came into the ears of Tang Seng and his apprentices, and Chu Ci's lazy and frivolous voice made them seem to think that they were still in a dream.

"I think I've done something stupid." Chu Ci was lying in the arms of Zhenzi Wen/Xiangsoft/Jade, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked at the few people whose momentum had skyrocketed with a little surprise.

"Hey, Taoist, what exactly did you do?" Sun Wukong turned over, with an intact body, a full and lofty spirit, and a flawless state of mind, everything that happened before seemed to be a dream, and it seemed to be completely different.

Several other people also had the same thoughts, their hearts were empty, very uncomfortable, and they all looked at Chu Ci, only to find that this guy was actually scorched, enjoying Sadako's knee pillow, raising his head and smiling to greet them.

Zhu Bajie had already guessed in his heart, and he was not in a hurry to uncover the mystery, so he covered his mouth with his sleeve and looked at Chu Ci in surprise: "Hey, Chu Ci's benefactor, what serious injury have you suffered?" ”

"Crossing the Immortal Tribulation."

"Oh, that's the case, then I can understand, don't be busy with the residual thunder on your body, understand it well, it's very good for you."

"Uh-huh, that's what I think, too."

The guest of honor is in harmony.

Bang!

Sun Wukong whipped Zhu Bajie away with a stick.

"Hey, dead sow, don't help the stinky Taoist priest change the subject, okay?" Sun Wukong threatened viciously: "My grandson is in a very bad mood now, believe it or not, my grandson will beat you to death with a stick." ”

"Ahem." Chu Ci pressed Sadako, who wanted to do it, "Don't get excited, calm down." ”

Tang Seng also said: "Wukong, don't be so rude, the poor monk believes that the Chu Shi will definitely not harm us, and the Chu Shi Master must have his intentions in doing this." ”

"Yes, yes, I have a purpose." Chu Ci echoed on the side.

Sun Wukong said: "Master, I think it's better to be tortured and tortured!" ”

"Wukong, don't be presumptuous."

"Big punishment, senior sister, I want a big punishment!" Zhu Bajie interjected.

"Master, let the monkeys go, I also want to know what happened?" The little white dragon rarely echoed Sun Wukong.

Sha Wujing didn't speak, she was still immersed in her own world, unable to extricate herself.

"That's yourselves..."

In the midst of the noisy noise, a sentence suddenly appeared.

“... Be yourself! ”

(To be continued.) )