"Compassion alone cannot save the world, but only to awaken sentient beings with the evil Dharma of suffering and sinisterness, and then liberate sentient beings with the righteous Dharma.

Isn't Jizo Bodhisattva's grand wish that 'hell is not empty, and he will not become a Buddha'? But which one of them was not saved by repenting after experiencing the torments of hell?

You have to understand that without Vajra means, don't do good easily, kindness will feed the dog if you are not careful.

The kindness of the strong will be revered, and the kindness of the weak will be humiliated! That hungry ghost eats your food and stabs you in the heart with a knife, doesn't it make you feel bad? ”

Sun Wukong smiled at the end, this is a smile that sees through everything and treats everything as a joke.

Wang Fengyu, the hero of the reborn world of Yan Futi, has forgotten who he is, but he has never forgotten the compassion in his heart.

"Please fight to defeat the Buddha and show me a clear way to exorcise demons." He was purposeful and straightforward in his pleading.

"Why?"

"In the human world, I met a kind family of three, and they helped me. But a demon who came out of nowhere brutally killed the parents of a family of three and ate the soul of his daughter. ”

"it, what are they?"

Feng Yu's chest ached, and his eyebrows wrapped around a sad and lonely look.

"Ordinary people look at ants so small, but they don't know the life above the heavens, and they see everything in the world like ants.

But even ants have a meaning to exist, and I want to save ants as humble as me, is it wrong? ”

"Whatever you want."

Seeing Sun Wukong stopping, hanging in the air, auspicious clouds and colorful lights floating around his body, Feng Yu couldn't help but lose his mind.

His waist was wrapped around something, and when he looked down, he saw that the Ruyi golden hoop rod was like a soft rope encircling him.

The onlookers looked at the sky in confusion, watching the golden hoop stick drag the screaming boy to the sky.

"Where is this going? Can you make me fly in a normal position? ”

Sun Wukong ignored the emotional teenager behind him, stepping on the fairy ethereal somersault cloud and fluttering.

"One-sixth of Yan Futi's demons and demons bow down to me, and if it weren't for my presence, they would definitely disturb the Three Realms and Six Realms."

"You mean that you didn't go to reincarnation because there are still rampant demons to subdue?

"Those who did not surrender to me are scattered around the world to cause chaos in Yanfuti, and some have become human beings and mixed in with the human area."

"It turns out that you, like Jizo Bodhisattva, are reluctant to give up sentient beings, and when all the gods and Buddhas of the heavens descend to the earth and enter reincarnation, you choose to stay and stay in the world."

Feng Yu stared at the holy and immaculate bright figure, and the lonely vicissitudes of life in his eyes lingered.

"Maitreya Spirit Mountain is surrounded by the blue sea, and the souls of countless demons and monsters are suppressed under the surface of the sea, and the famous demon king is also sealed in the deep sea."

"Are you going to take me there?"

Feng Yu only felt creepy, and it was hard to imagine what kind of terrifying scene it was.

"Not only do I want to take you there, but I also want you to get the Glenn Sword."

The sword belonged to Glenn, the King of All Demons, and was named after her. Silent in the abyss of the blue sea with mountains of skeletons and forests of bones.

The black iron sword body engraved with blood-red lines was partially inserted into the top of the heaped corpses, and it stood proudly as if it were a self-respecting king.

There was no water in the abyss of the blue sea, and there were broken bones and bones of rolling heads, broken hands and feet, and broken armor everywhere, and countless old and decaying weapons were lined up.

Feeling the movement of the deep sea, the demon soul in the sleeping pale and dry bones turned into black gas and bubbled out, floating in the air, letting out a babbling, ghost crying wolf howl.

Swords, spears, iron forks, iron pestles, iron spears, arrows, darts, halberds, and axes trembled.

Only a long sword stands against the wind, unaffected by the things around it, calm and unshakable.

A black mist that obscured the sky and the sun swirled around the King of Swords, emitting an ancient and mysterious murmur.

"This breath...... It's the Monkey King who is here. ”

"I feel it, he's got a human with him."

"My king, 10,000 years have passed, is Sun Monkey here to catch up with us?"

"If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, he's afraid that he has a purpose here."

All kinds of confused voices are mixed together and organized into a noisy and eerie music.

"Don't make any noise!"

A deep and cold female voice sounded, and the intimidating monsters did not dare to speak.

For a moment, the atmosphere of silence was like a shadow of death.

When a ray of light broke through the deep sea, the dazzling golden light spread in all directions, and the brilliant colors illuminated the ancient battlefield 10,000 years ago.

The light shrouded it, dispelling the never-ending darkness and coldness.

The place where the light attracts the demon soul can't take his eyes off it, and he shows fear to the Buddha who fights from far and near.

He came covered in the light of the sun, moon and stars, and stayed above the mountain of bones, casting a condescending gaze.

The demon sword Glenn stood still, and the wisps of black qi oozing from the sword body appeared as an illusory figure.

Feng Yu, who was tied up with a golden hoop stick, saw clearly that it was a wonderful woman with soft armor and a body, with a slender and tall body, her complexion-colored hair was like a blooming ink lotus, and her red eyes were as brilliant as a burning flame.

"You have two choices: either stay here forever or be used by him."

Sun Wukong grabbed Feng Yu's back collar and lifted him up effortlessly like a little brat.

When witnessing the young man's face, the illusory figure was slightly stunned.

"Demon King Glenn, see this face clearly."

"Can't I see clearly, swollen into a pig's head."

"Haha, he is the place where secular beings live, and the hero king who is admired by the people of Beiju Lu Continent, one of the four major continents, was reborn in the world of Yanfuti."

Feng Yu's face was so dark that he turned blue and purple, and he couldn't imagine that Sun Wukong would reveal his life experience so unabashedly.

The demon king Ge Lan was sealed in the abyss of the blue sea for 10,000 years, and he knew very little about the outside world, and he didn't know who the famous hero king was, so he pretended to be calm and said: "What does the hero king want to do when he is reborn in Yan Futi?"

"You'll have to ask him." Sun Wukong let go of his hand and watched the young man fall into the gloomy bones with a cold eye.

After the golden hoop rod wrapped around his body was withdrawn and flew away, Feng Yu struggled to get up.

The black mist drifted over, and the clusters swirled around him, making a sigh of surprise.

"The title of the Hero King is so great! Like the lord of a nation, the king of mankind. ”

"It's like being clothed with stars and glory."

"But, why do you look so down? Where is the demeanor of a hero king? ”

"Is it a waste when you are reborn? It looks good to bully. ”

The demon soul mischievously pulled Feng Yu's clothes, tore through the white hospital gown, and kneaded his black hair into a chicken nest, biting his face and arms hard.

"Who beat you up? His face was swollen into Zhu Bajie. ”

"Although this human body is young, how can it be scarred?"