Manjushri is a high-ranking bodhisattva, and except for a few of the Buddha's personal disciples, he is one of the few bodhisattvas who have attained a high fruition position.

Although there are Buddhas in the western sky, Manjushri's ranking will inevitably be squeezed into the top ten.

In the long run, a little bit of arrogance has been bred in the past.

Facing the golden cicada who was reincarnated as a mortal, he subconsciously became a little more arrogant.

After all, even if the other party becomes a Buddha and returns to the Buddhahood, it is not easy to care about this kind of hardship led by the Buddha.

Even if he knew that there was no shortage of power for personal gain.

Everything seems to be unassailable.

There is only one thing, he ignores that Jin Chanzi's reincarnation in this life has an extreme personality and behaves perversely.

Tang Sanzang is a character who is not afraid of heaven and earth, especially not afraid of causing trouble.

Manjushri dared to roar in front of him, and he dared to tear down his Buddha hall with one hand.

"Why are you yelling so loudly?" Tang Sanzang greeted with a pair of flesh fists, and with no intention of calculating, he snatched a first hand and knocked Manjushri Bodhisattva to the ground.

He didn't give up, straddled up, threw off his arms and opened his bow left and right, and punched to the flesh.

"Can you talk to Lao Tzu better?"

"Yes! No! Yes! Good! Dot! ”

A syllable came out of his mouth, and Manjushri was punched in the face.

After a while, half of Manjushri's body was pounded into the earth.

Seeing that this incarnation was terrible, I saw a flash of golden light, and Manjushri's spirit bead came out of his body.

"Run? Did Lao Tzu agree? ”

Tang Sanzang untied his robe and waved it into the sky.

"Come back to Lao Tzu!"

The robe was like a big net, and in an instant, Manjushri was caught and the net came back.

There is something strange about this robe, and no matter how much the Bodhisattva struggles, there is no way to break free.

Tang Sanzang kicked his feet according to the little figure trapped in the robe, and then lifted the robe and gestured to Manjushri Bodhisattva.

"Run, you can run another one for Lao Tzu! If you can run away today, Lao Tzu is you! ”

Manjushri's golden body couldn't bear the beating, and after a while, his nose and face were swollen.

The green-haired lion spirit standing on the side looked straight at it!

He never thought that the golden cicada, who was gentle and graceful in front of the Buddha at the beginning, would have such a fierce side!

Why is this happening?

Obviously, he received the Bodhisattva's decree in the mortal world in private, just to make it a little difficult and test Tang Sanzang.

It was supposed to be a happy story, but why did it turn out like this?

Tang Sanzang was tired from fighting, so he stopped.

"Hey, cosmia! Wasn't you dragging just now? Come, try to be arrogant in front of Lao Tzu again? ”

Manjushri stopped talking.

Ordinary appearance and incarnation outside, people have always trembled, bowed and worshipped, and over time, they became accustomed to being powerful and blessed.

I didn't expect to kick the steel plate this time.

This matter, after I go back, I can't make a small report with Rulai.

After all, there is a difference between the descendants and the inferior, and if you are optimistic about Manjushri, it will not be possible to reach the level of a personal disciple.

As for the golden cicada, even if he is no longer welcomed, his identity as a personal disciple is here.

So...... I can really only break my teeth and swallow my stomach and resist it myself!

Seeing that the beating was finally over, Manjushri quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

But this one-sided beating is somewhat unreasonable.

I learned an ancient picture book and shouted: "Good fight!" ”

"I'm a straight thief, and you dare to respond?!"

Tang Sanzang raised a fist the size of a casserole, and couldn't help but say that it was another old fist to serve.

Manjushri ate his fist, and then he came to his senses and secretly regretted that he had blocked his reading.

It turned out that the ancient scroll was called "Lu Ti Zhi Three Dozen Cheng Guanxi", and it was precisely because of this response that Cheng Guanxi was killed alive.

As soon as he thought that he was very likely to follow in the footsteps of Cheng Guanxi, his heart was sad: My life is over!

When he was dying, Tang Sanzang stopped and smoked.

"Sister Guanyin, if you don't show up again, this women's clothing boss should be killed by me."

Guan yin?

Manjushri first rejoiced in his heart, and the savior of the heart path had arrived!

But then he hated why she didn't help for a long time.

The strange thing is that after Tang Sanzang said this, he didn't respond for a long time.

This made Manjushri very unhappy, and he said repeatedly: "Master Guanyin, save the poor monks!" ”

Unexpectedly, after Tang Sanzang heard this, he burst out laughing.

"I just said casually, I didn't expect you to really believe it! Hahaha......"

Manjushri's face was flushed, he was a high Bodhisattva, how could he have suffered such humiliation, and his heart was dead.

He hated to blow up Yuan Ying and die with Tang Sanzang.

But it can't be exploded.

Solution?

He is a bodhisattva who has attained the right fruits!

Yuan Ying is gone, eight million years ago.

It's stiff......

At this time, a Buddha horn was heard in the distance.

"Amitabha!"

By the time the words fell, the man was already close at hand.

She was dressed in white, fluttering, holding a clean bottle, and stepping on auspicious clouds.

If it's not that Guanyin Bodhisattva, who is it?

Tang Sanzang immediately changed his face and said with a smile: "Sister Guanyin, why are you here?" ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva glared at him angrily, and said angrily: "If I don't come again, Senior Brother Manjushri will be hammered to death by you." ”

When Manjushri heard this, he wanted to refute it very much.

But there is no rebuttal.

After all, Tang Sanzang's move was not light or heavy, maybe it was really possible to beat himself to death with one punch.

"Hey, Sister Guanyin laughed. The poor monk is just a mortal, how can he be rude to Manjushri? ”

Tang Sanzang opened his eyes seriously and said nonsense.

"It's not what my sister thinks, actually, it's Manjushri who wants to show me what it means to be 'mortal body, comparable to gods'."

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at Tang Sanzang suspiciously, and then looked at Manjushri.

Manjushri wanted to deny it, but the golden cicada's gaze was like two sharp knives against his body, so he had to reluctantly nod.

"I still think you're lying to me."

"Sister Guanyin, why don't you believe in the poor monk? Well, I'll show you how. ”

After saying that, he stepped forward quickly, held down Manjushri's head, and slammed it straight into his fist.

This sudden change made Manjushri feel a sigh in his heart, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

My life is at rest!

But this time Tang Sanzang didn't use any strength, just rubbed it lightly.

"Oh, sister, you see, that's it."

“……”

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at Tang Sanzang expressionlessly, and his heart was speechless.

Fortunately, with her coming forward to stir up such a thing, the farce between Tang Sanzang and Manjushri Bodhisattva can be regarded as over.

Guanyin led the golden body of Manjushri Bodhisattva with a blue nose and swollen face, and the blue-haired lion spirit who was silent and suffered from the PTSD of the golden cicada, and returned to Putuo Mountain.

"Is it really okay? Senior Brother Manjushri, you seem to be seriously injured. ”

On the clouds, Guanyin Bodhisattva frowned and asked with concern.

"I'm fine! I am fine! Don't talk nonsense! ”

Manjushri quickly straightened up and reflexively denied the triple revival.

“…… All right. ”

Since the parties have said so, Guanyin Bodhisattva does not want to investigate what happened between the two of them.

Let's go back to Tang Sanzang's side.

He said goodbye to Guanyin Bodhisattva and hummed a little song and returned to the trail of the Lake Center Pavilion.

The three apprentices were bored and were gathering together to fight the landlord to pass the time.

Seeing that Tang Sanzang was back, he hurriedly hid his hand and stood up to greet him.

"Master!" ×3。

The three apprentices greeted each other in unison, somewhat imposing.

"Bajie, I have to work hard for you."

Tang Sanzang patted Zhu Bajie, whose face was covered with notes, and said with a smile.

"Huh? Master, I ...... I'm about to pass the test! ”

"It's okay, Master will help you."

Tang Sanzang couldn't help but grab Zhu Bajie's hand, and then instructed him to go to the Jinglong King to retrieve the old king's body.

Zhu Bajie reluctantly left.

Tang Sanzang took over, and the three of them continued.

I have to say that the deck of cards of Zhu Bajie is indeed sparse!

I don't know what kind of luck he is, the straight is always one behind, and even the pair is always missing the middle.

The most speechless thing is that even the bomb can be managed.

It's outrageous!

Of course, it's just a difference.

Sun Wukong, who is currently the most lucky, actually dares to look proud in front of him.

"Master, you can't do this card! Right? Hey, hey, tube! ”

"Three belts and a pair...... Plane...... Master, you can't afford it, do you? One of two! One more two! Hey, no! ”

This monkey!

If you don't fight for three days, go to the house and uncover the tiles!

It's only been a few days since I learned a lesson, and I dare to do this, no big or small.

Tang Sanzang felt that he had to show the majesty of his master, otherwise this stinky monkey would not stand on his head and pee in the future?!

"Stinky monkey, what are you proud of!"

Tang Sanzang slapped Sun Wukong's head violently and said angrily.

The smile on Sun Wukong's face froze, and he held his head in his hands and shrunk into a ball.

Seeing Sun Wukong's reaction, Tang Sanzang was also stunned.

The atmosphere suddenly became very awkward.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, but also to give yourself a step down.

Sun Wukong returned to his old hippie smile, and wanted to ask Tang Sanzang if he was hungry, so he went to turn his fate.

As a result, I didn't expect to pout at the critical moment, and I said a good sentence: "Master, haven't you eaten?" ”

Tang Sanzang glanced at Sun Wukong deeply, turned around and went to look for something in the salute pile.

"What is Master looking for? I'll help you. ”

It was still Sha Wujing who was the most calm and down-to-earth, threw the card and walked quickly to Tang Sanzang's side, asking out loud.

"Wujing, you come to help find the teacher. I remember there were three golden hoops, and I don't know where to put them. ”

"Yes, Master."

Jin Huang'er?

Sun Wukong wanted to be courteous and find it with Sha Wujing.

But he suddenly remembered what the three hoops Tang Sanzang had struck from Guanyin Bodhisattva were.

Golden Hoop Mantra, Hoop Spell, Forbidden Hoop Mantra!

Ah......h

"Master! That's not okay...... No, Master! ”

Tang Sanzang turned around expressionlessly and glared at Sun Wukong.

"Don't shout so badly, you don't know what I think I've done to you. It's just a hoop, and you'll look good when you wear it. ”

"I was wrong! Please punish Master! ”

Sun Wukong knelt in front of Tang Sanzang very blisteringly, with a sincere face.

"Anla, stupid boy, I haven't been angry for a long time for a teacher, after all, I'm not a demon for a teacher."

A big stone fell to the ground in Sun Wukong's heart, and he said in his heart that sure enough, the master was still sensible.

Tang Sanzang patted Sun Wukong's head with a smile, "Put on the hoops, or dance a pole dance for the teacher, choose for yourself." ”

Monkey King: I have a saying about MMP, I don't know whether to talk about it or not.