It's a pity that later, because of the hatred of the gibbon monkey, the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons successively gave him the treasure of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, the Ten Thousand Demon Golden Pill, and the Ten Thousand Inner Pill that had been refined.

I just hope that I will wait for the gibbon, but I have a hatred in my heart, and finally I can live with her in the country of ten thousand demons.

However, in the end, the two were separated from each other in life and death, and everything was empty.

After that, the bird fairy is also the queen of ten thousand demons, and she will do everything to avenge her beloved.

led thousands of demons to retaliate, thus angering the heavenly court, but still did everything possible not to change his mind.

However, when the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons saw the dead and reincarnated gibbon, she finally broke the defense.

Looking at this Fuhu Arhat who has penetrated the red dust and taken refuge in my Buddha.

Thinking of the promise made by the gibbon monkey in his mind, after defeating Sun Wukong, he will come back to stay with her for thousands of years.

Suddenly, I felt a heartache.

At this time, the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons is already dead, I will become a demon and a demon for you, but what I am waiting for is that you will become a Buddha on the ground, and the so-called put down the butcher's knife.

Her heart is not dead for the gibbon monkey to become a tiger arhat.

It's that I became a demon for you, but you hide from me to become a Buddha, I don't blame you for becoming a Buddha, but why don't you take me with you when you become a Buddha.

Yang Jiao's mind kept coming to mind the fate of him and the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons in the original timeline.

There was a touch of complex and unpredictable feelings in his eyes, and he didn't know why, his three poisonous incarnations always had an inseparable fate with love in the world.

Could it be that his usual dedication to the Tao is an illusion, or because he was suppressed too hard, he was not discovered by himself.

At this moment, Yang Jiao couldn't help but feel a headache.

Suddenly, a divine thought came, ordering him to return to the Maitreya Dojo immediately.

Outside the sky.

A fairy island, full of Buddha rhyme.

A kappa-headed, fat, robed Buddha holds a fragrant watermelon in a field full of aura, gently patting it.

"Master, I don't know what to call the apprentices."

Yang Jiao appeared in front of the fat Buddha.

"My watermelon is ripe, and I want to find you to taste it."

"Master, you think I'm going too those mortals."

Yang Jiao went straight in.

In the past, the Buddha lit the lamp, and now the Buddha is coming, and the future Buddha Maitreya is the person who carries the Buddha in this world, and is the existence that stands at the peak of the Three Realms.

Therefore, Yang Jiao knew very well that as a disciple of Maitreya Buddha, he would inevitably pay great attention to his every move.

After all, in addition to being one of the calamities of the people who traveled west to learn scriptures, he is also the future of Buddhism.

"The so-called so-called sowing melons and getting melons, for the teacher to understand, apprentice, you think that you saved these mortals in fire and water back then, but now they are ungrateful, so you are doing this."

Maitreya Buddha put the watermelon in his hand on the ground and looked at Yang Jiao seriously:

"Don't forget to repay your kindness, even so, you inflict those bad luck that mortals can't bear, it's just a little more killing."

"Why can't you forgive them, maybe you know it with reason, and if you move it with emotion, they will know that they are wrong."

"Master, you have been a Buddha for countless years, don't you know that human nature is inherently evil, and there is no end to the darkness of human beings."

"That's what people are, people aren't like that, and what could be worse than people."

Yang Jiao said softly with an expressionless face:

"In the mortal world, there are often people who scold pigs and dogs, in the eyes of the disciples, this is an insult to pigs and dogs, they can be so bad?"

He asked himself:

"Master, do you know how the nether monsters scold each other?"

"How can you be as bad as a human being?"

When Maitreya Buddha heard this, he was speechless, and a pair of Buddha eyes stared at Yang Jiao tightly, only feeling that the gibbon monkey in front of him was different from the past, and he did not play cards according to the routine.

After a few breaths, he spoke in a deep voice:

"Disciple, don't talk about it, I'm afraid what you really care about in your heart is that your Divine Monkey General Pavilion has actually become the Great Sage Pavilion."

"I even have a dislike for Sun Wukong, thinking that he grabbed the Poseidon Needle, revised the book of life and death, and made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, so he can still learn from the scriptures and make meritorious contributions, and become an immortal and a Buddha."

"And he has made so many merits, not only is his prestige not as good as his, but even now, he has not obtained a chance to seek positive results."

When Yang Jiao heard this, he couldn't help but sigh that after five hundred years of getting along, Maitreya Buddha was very accurate with his own unawakened predecessors.

"Master, do you think that although I have done a lot of good deeds and made it my responsibility to do good deeds and accumulate virtues, I still haven't passed the fame level."

"I think I still have a hold on to my name, and my heart is also obsessed, so I have a hatred for Sun Wukong."

A trace of incomprehension appeared in the eyes of Maitreya Buddha, and he listened to Yang Jiao say peacefully:

"When a group of children are playing by the river, only one child decides to follow the instructions of their elders and play on the riverbank, while the other children choose to jump into the river to play."

"A big boat is coming at a fast pace, and it is about to crash into the children in the river."

"At this moment, you can only cast a spell to make the big boat crash into the shore, so that the children who have been playing on the shore will be sacrificed, and then a group of children in the river will be saved."

When Yang Jiao said this, he asked Maitreya Buddha in a slow voice:

"If it were you, would you be able to cast spells?"

Although Maitreya Buddha didn't know why his disciple would ask such a question, he still thought about it slightly.

From the point of view of the problem itself, sacrificing only one child on the shore can save a group of children in the river, whether morally or emotionally, it is the most rational choice.

However, for the strong man of Maitreya Buddha who overlooks the beings of the Three Realms, there is no difference between one life and multiple lives.

In the world, there is no one whose life is greater than anyone's life, after all, in the eyes of the Buddha, all beings are equal.

"Don't make a move."

After a while, Maitreya Buddha said decisively.

"That's right, why should a child make the right decision, but pay the price for a group of people who made the wrong decision."

Yang Jiao looked at Maitreya Buddha and said word by word:

"Master, since you know very well in your heart, why did you admonish me like that before?"

"It's clear that those mortals are ungrateful, but they want me to take no blame for the past, let go, and bear everything."

"Is it because I'm your apprentice, so everything is so natural!"

"Is this fair?"

Maitreya Buddha swallowed, but he didn't expect that today's gibbon monkey had a tongue like a sword, and he couldn't even parry.

And, from the conversation, he didn't realize that his apprentice was doing things and not people the whole thing, and he didn't have any resentment towards Sun Wukong.

"In this world, there are always the few who often sacrifice for the good of the many."

"No matter how stupid and ignorant those majority are, no matter how far-sighted and brilliant the minority is."

Yang Jiao didn't have a trace of emotion, and said indifferently:

"The child who chose not to play in the river with other children, if he is sacrificed, I am afraid that no one will shed a tear for him except his relatives."

"Because most people in the world think it's the right decision."

"After all, the right decision is not always the one that everyone supports, and what everyone supports is not always the right one."

"And I, the gibbon, have been under your door for five hundred years, master and apprentice are one, not only do you not think about me, but you want me to let go, and say that I have not passed any famous level."

"Is this the so-called Dharma, the so-called compassion?"