That year, I didn't know how high the sky was, and I thought that no one in the world could stop me from being free!

At that time, I didn't know that people are sinister, I thought that all people in this world were good!

On that day, I didn't know whether I was alive or dead, and I thought that from now on I would never be able to fly freely above the nine heavens again!

But as time passed, my heart slowly calmed down!

A full 500 years, although for the immortals, 500 years may just be a Tao, and the understanding of a Fa will pass. But for me, it was a long time.

Because of the interference of the Buddha's power, I couldn't cultivate, and I couldn't even sleep! As long as I closed my eyes, it was all like a smile. So I haven't slept a minute in five hundred years!

Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that the only thing that supported me to stick to it was hatred. Yes, I will take revenge, and one day I will trread under my feet for 500 years, 5,000 years, 50,000 years!

So when the monk stood in front of me, I smiled, I smiled sincerely. Because I saw something in that monk's heart, something exactly like me, and I knew that this monk and I were the same kind of people!

Guanyin asked me to worship him as a teacher, and he could save me!

So the first time I saw him, I called him Master, and I did it willingly. Not because he can save me, but because he can see through the illusion, and he can see that I am not carrying a mountain on my back, but myself!

Sure enough, he saved me without incident. Five hundred years later, I can finally fly freely, walk and jump freely! At that moment, I cried! Yes, because only after losing can I know how to cherish!

But after I was freed, I didn't walk away. In the past 500 years, I have learned a truth, with my own strength, I can't do anything, so I have to be patient, I have to wait. Even though I knew the hat was a forbidden band, I still put it on my head with a smile on my face!

To be honest, my heart hurt when I saw that monk deceiving me. But when I saw the tears in his eyes as he recited the mantra, my heart suddenly stopped hurting. Later, I also found out that every time he recited the mantra, his right hand would be clenched very tightly, and every time his nails would pierce the skin of his palm!

So I slowly learned to be obedient, trying not to give him a chance to recite the mantra. But a lot of times I had to do something stupid on purpose, and he had to do it on purpose!

Because I and he both knew that somewhere, somewhere, someone was watching all this. We can't be too smart, otherwise we won't be able to get to the end.

Actually, I've seen this monk before.

When I was crushed in the 50th year of the Marble Mountains, I saw him for the first time, also leading a white horse and wearing a white robe!

Later, every fifty years, a similar monk would pass by in front of Wuzhi Mountain, but they didn't see me at that time, and I knew that they were not the ones who could save me!

Originally, I thought that he and I would continue to walk like this, or die inexplicably at the hands of some monster or some god or Buddha, or we could reach the end.

But not long after I left, I met an acquaintance, he said that his name was Zhu Gangguan, but I knew that his name was Marshal Tianpeng!

The white bones of the ninth generation are flowing at the bottom of the sand, but the heart of the Buddha is washed by the dust heart.

Sanzang does not say that he will go to the west, and he is only dedicated to all sentient beings.