At this time, suddenly a burst of Buddha sound floated from the sky, and a female Bodhisattva in a plain robe sat on the lotus platform and appeared in the clouds. "Amitabha, Venerable Dapeng and Venerable Shesha, the poor monks are polite. This sin is too heavy, what a sin, I wonder who did such a thing?

"Two Venerables, I defeated the Buddha and acted recklessly, Buddhism and Brahmins have always had a lot of origins, today there may be some misunderstandings, it is better to look at the thin face of the poor monks, how about stopping for the time being? Damudaga? (Cantonese: Okay, can't you?) She sighed softly.

Perhaps because she has lived in the South China Sea for a long time, she sometimes shows some of the "eastern Guangdong" accent of Middle-earth.

This most graceful and gentle appearance in the whole world, although there is some reproach, only shows a trace of surprise and compassion, and then returns to her usual dignified and calm. It seems that the most cruel thing in the world happened in front of her, and two thousand years of transcendent cultivation will not make her feel a trace of anger, just sigh like this and say "Amitabha".

Shesha hurriedly jumped out of the circle and said, "Since Master Guanyin intercedes, we don't have any deep hatred with this monkey, so it's better for everyone to disperse...... Brother Peng, what do you think? ”

"Hmph, this good old man is the best at mud, you can't be wrong to say these good things that don't require money, my sister Peacock Daming King Bodhisattva has to give you face, how can I not give it?" Dapeng said it, and also jumped out of the circle.

When the monkey saw that it was Guanyin, he had to put away the iron rod and bow in return. "In that case, thank you both, don't hesitate! (Cantonese: thank you) Wukong, let's go back. Guanyin said.

Wukong rolled his blood-colored strange eyes and roared angrily, "Go back? Bodhisattva, look at this city full of blood! They killed so many people, and that's it? If we are gone, what will happen to the rest of the people? They take only the head and the ...... Women's lower bodies, what horrific things do they want to do in the future, can they continue to be evil? ”

Guanyin didn't answer, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the Hui'an walker behind him hurriedly handed over the Bodhisattva's treasure, the jade net bottle. I saw the Bodhisattva take some sweet spring fairy dew from the bottle with a sprig of willow and sprinkle six drops in the air.

Those who died had been taken away by Tianzhu's Hades, and fell into the six realms of reincarnation, and could not come back, but the blood stains on the street were washed clean in an instant.

"Wukong, you have also studied the Heart Sutra, and you will not still understand the truth of 'color is not different from emptiness', right? The survivors are empty, and the flesh and blood are only empty, so why should you cling to it? Is it clear? (I don't understand)," Guanyin said calmly.

Wukong learned the "Yuedong dialect" and said: "Is there a mistake? (Is there any mistake) Oh Ming! (I don't understand)"

When Jushan first saw Guanyin, he only felt that this was really the most gentle and compassionate appearance in the world, and listened to her wonderful sound and warm people, and really wanted to immediately plunge into her warm embrace.

However, when he heard these last words, he felt a chill in his heart, as if someone had been poured a bucket of ice water on him for 39 days, and he said in his heart: Is this the compassion of the Bodhisattva?

After doing this, Guanyin turned his head, and his cold gaze quietly fell on Dapeng and Shesha, but he didn't say anything. How smart was that Dapeng, he arched his hand, made a look, and flew away with Shesha, heading straight for Mount Meru.

"Wukong, go back, the Buddha still has something to discuss. There are some things that I can't change! I have just recited the "Mantra of Death" a thousand times, hoping that these miserable people will be reborn in a good place in the next life. Let's go—" Guanyin sighed.

Wukong "snorted", gritted his teeth and whispered: Sure enough, human life is as cheap as paper! After that, he drove the somersault cloud, and he didn't care if it was a big drain on his energy, and he disappeared in an instant.

Jushan escaped death several times today and didn't say it, but his sneak attack on the Dapeng Venerable had exhausted his life's strength, but it was like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and the other party's hair didn't fall out, and the gap between manpower and divine power was so big?

Nagarjuna once said that man is only the beginning of God, and divine power is only a more powerful man. He thought that as long as he practiced diligently, humble manpower could eventually evolve into powerful divine power......

But today, Jushan was greatly shocked, all the way back to the mountain, I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged: I was weak in my early years, barely lived to be nine years old, drank the ice carving water in the grottoes of Shenshan, cured the terminal illness, and died in vain.

I thought I finally had hope, so I practiced the internal and external exercises day and night, and Master also said that I was a rare talent among my peers......

I think that as long as you work hard and persevere, the so-called: sincerity, gold and stone are open. One day, I will be able to take revenge. But when I saw them today, how could I have such a heavenly divine power that I could achieve by practicing hard like this?

Even if I practice for another hundred years, I may not be able to hurt a feather of that Dapeng, let alone how can I have a hundred years of life?

What kind of magic is Guanyin Bodhisattva, what a magical power Monkey King is, and the swordsman who is full of stars when he makes a move, if even they can't change it, what hope is there for justice and justice in this world?

After the giant mountain returned to the mountain, he poured out all these troubles to the master.

Nagarjuna said indifferently: "Divine power has a boundary, but justice is invincible. Although you and I are small, as long as we each work hard to cultivate, and the trickle converges into a torrent of justice, it is naturally invincible, and the evil demon outer path will not last long after all. ”

Jushan's eyes lit up and he said, "I just need to do my part, right?" ”

"Yes, even the light of the fireflies has a glimmer of light! With great power comes great responsibility. When you have the opportunity to ascend to the throne as a god in the future, the power of justice will naturally be stronger. Nagarjuna said firmly.