Dali Temple has entered the middle of the night, the silent Daxiong Treasure Hall in the Tang Sanzang silently sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue of the Buddha to recite the scriptures, the Buddha statue in front of an oil lamp that has been burning for 500 years burns exceptionally bright tonight.

In front of the lamp stood a slender figure, a pair of furry hands slowly lifting the lamp. The lamp was lifted in front of him to illuminate Sun Wukong's face, and it began to burn more and more intensely, looking very happy, and the flames approached Sun Wukong, but he didn't dare to get too close, for fear of hurting his face.

Sun Wukong stared at the flames tightly and said gently: "Zixia, I'm here." The flame looked at it quietly, and a tear slipped out of the corner of Sun Wukong's eyes: "I'm finally.. I've finally found you. Over the years, you have suffered. ”

Sun Wukong stared at the flames, and Zixia's voice echoed in his head: "Hey, dead monkey, don't you go! "I don't care! Whether you want to go up the sword mountain or go down to the sea of fire, I will accompany you. If you want to die, I will die with you!" "Sun Wukong, I like you. "My hero will come to marry me with colorful auspicious clouds. ”

Drop after drop of bright and huge tears fell to the ground, and Sun Wukong cried. For the first time, Monkey King shed tears. He felt heartache and sadness, and he angrily put up the oil lamp and walked towards the door with the golden rod in his hand.

Tang Sanzang: "Wukong, you can't take it out from here. ”

Sun Wukong: "What? You still want to stop me." Now that you've taken the Tightening Spell, what can you do to me?"

Tang Sanzang: "It's okay if you want to go to Heavenly Court, but can't you take it out from here?"

Zixia has been waiting for me here for 500 years, and I will take Zixia to see the Jade Emperor now, and defeat the Jade Emperor until she is given a real body again." ”

Tang Sanzang: "Amitabha, it has consumed five hundred years of immortal power, and now it is maintained by the Buddha with his own cultivation, once it leaves this Mahavira Temple, the Buddha can no longer maintain it, then it will be extinguished forever." ”

Sun Wukong lowered his head and tightened the golden hoop stick, and turned to Tang Sanzang: "It was because the Buddha knocked me down at the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain, and it took me five hundred years! Otherwise, I would have found a way to restore Zixia a long time ago." You know she's here, but you've been hiding it from me, why is that?"

Tang Sanzang said loudly: "In order not to let you kill Zixia again!" Sun Wukong was stunned, the two were silent for a long time, and the oil lamp was burning weakly.

Tang Sanzang: "Fairy Zixia was burned by the immortal fire in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun, so he can't find it anyway." Originally, she could borrow another mortal body to resurrect, but she refused. She said that mortals will be born, old, sick and die, and she is afraid that she will not be able to wait for you in that life. So Fairy Zixia chose to merge with the heavenly fire, bearing the pain of being burned every day, just to wait to see you again. Now that her own immortal power has been burned out by the immortal fire, the Buddha was moved by her true feelings, so he used his own cultivation to maintain her. Only when we go to the West Heaven to learn scriptures and become Buddhas, you can use your own cultivation to maintain the Zixia Fairy. ”

Sun Wukong: "If she becomes a Buddha, can Zixia still turn back into the flesh?"

Tang Sanzang: "Amitabha, I'm afraid it will take you tens of millions of years of cultivation to reshape her." ”

Sun Wukong lowered his head and stared blankly at the oil lamp: "I hurt Zixia, as long as I can let her come back, I will not hesitate to pay any price." Sun Wukong put the oil lamp back in its place, and the oil lamp burned vigorously. Sun Wukong walked up to Tang Sanzang and knelt down: "Master, let's go to the West Heaven to learn the scriptures, I can take you there with somersault clouds now." ”

Tang Sanzang closed his eyes, and the Buddha beads in his hand kept fluctuating: "Wukong, do you know what it means to become a Buddha?"

Sun Wukong clasped his hands together: "Use my own practice to save the people of the world and protect the people of the world forever." ”

Tang Sanzang: "The words are not wrong. But after becoming a Buddha, you will never have seven emotions and six desires again, are you willing?"

Sun Wukong: "Master, what do you mean by that?"

Tang Sanzang: "Hey, that means that even if you can restore the true body of the Zixia Fairy after you become a Buddha, you don't have the ability to love, can you accept this?"

Monkey King: "This.... Can.... Zixia. ”

Tang Sanzang: "Can you bear to erase the memory of Fairy Zixia, otherwise losing the ability to love will be a kind of harm and eternal torture to her." ”

Sun Wukong looked back at the oil lamp, and the flames in the oil lamp swayed from side to side, as if to say "don't".

At dawn, Bajie Sha Wujing and Bai Longma packed up their salutes and prepared to go to the master, and when they walked outside the cave, Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong walked in.

Sha Wujing's eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Master!" rushed up and hugged Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang hugged Sha Wujing and touched his head: "Wujing, the teacher has not been here recently, are you obedient?"

Bajie looked at the two of them with disdain and unacceptable: "It's disgusting, isn't it, senior brother." Sun Wukong carried the golden hoop stick, lowered his head and ignored Bajie, and walked in directly.

Bajie and Bailongma glanced at each other and walked towards Tang Sanzang.

Bajie: "Master, aren't you dead yet?"

Tang Sanzang pushed away Sha Wujing on his shoulder with one palm: "Dead pig, why are you looking forward to my death so much! ”

Bajie smiled: "Hey, hey, hey, just kidding, master, if you want to die, I'm willing to do it." I'll go get you some water to wash your face, Senior Brother Sha, let's go. "Bajie walked like a cave.

Tang Sanzang looked at Bajie with satisfaction, nodded and said, "Well, the pig can be taught." Then looked at the white dragon horse awkwardly, the two did not speak, looked at each other silently, and the atmosphere at the moment can only be described as "the most afraid of sudden silence in the air".

They just looked at each other for a while, and the white dragon horse said slightly: "Return... Coming back?"

Tang Sanzang smiled awkwardly: "Ah, I'm back." Tang Sanzang shifted his gaze, saw the white dragon horse's bandaged foot, and hurriedly pointed and asked, "What's wrong with your foot?"

White Dragon Horse: "It's okay, it's just that you were scratched by a tiger when you weren't there." ”

Tang Sanzang shouted loudly: "What! Which tiger is so arrogant that even my horse dares to touch it, I will go and kill it now." As he spoke, he began to roll up the sleeves under his robe.

The white dragon horse was amused: "No need. You have avenged me. ”

Tang Sanzang was puzzled: "Ha? ”

The white dragon horse said mischievously: "I! no! sue you!"

Tang Sanzang squatted down, tied the strip of white cloth on the injured place of the white dragon horse a little harder, and looked up at the white dragon horse: "Does it still hurt?"

The white dragon horse shook his head: "It doesn't hurt." The two looked at each other for a while, and Tang Sanzang stood up and was about to pass by the white dragon horse.

White Dragon Horse: "Xuanzang." Tang Sanzang stopped. "Bajie is the canopy!"

Tang Sanzang: "Hmm, oh, is it?"

The white dragon horse was surprised: "You know!?" Tang Sanzang nodded silently. "Then why didn't you tell me?"

Tang Sanzang: "Because I don't want to be separated from you." Tang Sanzang's words made the white dragon horse stunned, and he silently walked away from the white dragon horse.

That day, Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong, Bailongma and Sha Wujing, who usually don't like to talk, didn't speak, everyone silently lowered their heads and thought about their own affairs, Bajie felt very strange when he looked at the actions of these people. Tang Sanzang didn't say where he was going, and everyone didn't ask, and sat quietly.

Until the evening, Bajie called Tang Sanzang outside the cave.

Tang Sanzang: "Bajie, you have worked hard to take care of Xiaobai in the past two days." ”

Bajie: "Be polite, take care of your master, that's what a disciple should do." ”

Tang Sanzang: "Hey, this world is really strange, you have a lot of time to go back to the past, but there is no time for you to regret it." ”

Bajie took out the tightening spell and handed it to Tang Sanzang: "Master, what do you mean?"

Tang Sanzang smiled: "Wukong, he doesn't need this tight spell anymore." ”

Bajie's eyes widened in disbelief: "Master, are you crazy? Do you know what if you don't have a tight spell to control that monkey, what if he starts to go crazy, aren't you afraid that he will chop you up?"

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the eight precepts, the mantra can lock his body, but it can't lock his heart." Now Wukong has devoted himself to the Buddha and has made up his mind to go to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, do you know why?"

Bajie shook his head: "I don't know, after you came back one by one, you didn't speak strangely, which made the atmosphere old and depressing." Master, tell me what happened?"

Tang Sanzang took the mantra of tightening: "Amitabha." Zixia is Wukong's eternal mantra. After saying that, Tang Sanzang threw the Tightening Spell into the distance, and the Tightening Spell disappeared into the dense jungle.