Fantasy World Transmigration - 992. Chapter 992

Xuanzang tied the luggage to her body, and when she finally picked up Miss Duan’s body, a book suddenly slipped from her arms. Xuanzang was stunned for a moment and picked up the familiar yellow book from the ground. Seeing that the reassembled songbook is in tatters, and different fragments are spliced together in disorder.

Stroking the tattered epidermis of the songbook, it seems that Miss Duan, who doesn’t know a word, can put it together bit by bit in the moonlight during the day and at night.

A few drops of water stains, falling silently, wet the songbook.

He did not see the unpredictable gaze of the reincarnation behind him looking at the songbook, but carefully put the songbook in his arms, held Miss Duan, turned and left here, he tied Miss Duan behind his back and put Wuzhishan on his back. .

It was traversing the mountains and ridges again, this time it was even more difficult. Xuanzang buried Miss Duan in front of the unknown old temple, facing the vast and boundless Buddha, he returned to the city.

When I got to the broken wall, there was indeed some ink still wet painting on it. It was a monkey carrying a stick, with a hideous face and grinning teeth. There are other paintings, but they are paintings of a spiritual and beautiful fairy stone on a beautiful island in the middle of the sea.

A ignorant monkey among the group of monkeys, a god monkey with a crown of wings and wings, and a lawless and violent demon monkey.

Xuanzang said: “Master, is this the Monkey King?”

In front of him, the fat monk who smeared on the painting wall put down his brush and turned around and said, “Yes, this is the king of demons, Monkey King. Xuanzang, are you going to see him this time, are you rewarding?”

“A great harvest!” Xuanzang said: “With his help, I transformed the fish monsters and pig monsters, and took them as disciples. There were two less monsters in the world and two more people who really atone for sins. At the same time, I also understood what I wanted, and I met someone I really like, loved, hurt, obsessed with it, realized it, and finally lost her.”

“You finally didn’t fail this time…how, do you understand the real power behind “Three Hundred Children’s Songs”?” The fat monk smiled.

Xuanzang said sadly: “Yes, I did not fail this time. However, the price of success is too cruel!”

He suddenly burst into tears: “If I can, I would rather do everything over again. Why? Master, why? Why am I powerless, why, I can’t help but be tempted? Why should the person I love bear such a price? Dead ashes, so as not to harm other people.”

“Master!” He raised his head and looked at the big monk with messy hair, and said in pain: “Can I ask you a question?”

“Know!” The great monk sighed: “Loved!”

“It’s not the problem, Master!” Xuanzang wanted to explain, but the fat monk interrupted him.

“Yes, Bao Da!”

“Master, stop making trouble!”

“Save my mom!”

“Master has passed away long ago!”

“No appointment!”

Xuanzang finally said weakly: “Master, I’m telling you serious things!”

“I’m also answering you seriously!” The fat monk folded his hands together and sighed, “I don’t regret it!”

Xuanzang looked at him with a strange look, and said numbly: “Do you know what I’m asking? Master?”

The fat monk smiled and said: “The answer is not important, the process is important. Ask yourself, do you really need this answer from me? Or do you already have the answer in your heart when you ask it out?”

Xuanzang couldn’t help but hit the wall with his head, and said in pain, “I understand what I’m missing, but I can’t do it, Master. I really can’t. I can’t make a choice, I dare not go face-to-face. Yes! I can’t bear the burden of learning from the scriptures, Master, I’m not a disciple! You have chosen the wrong person!”

The fat monk lifted him up and comforted him: “No, Master didn’t choose the wrong person, you’re just… still a little bit worse.”

The fat monk pointed to the painted wall and said, “This Monkey King, formerly called Zhizunbao, is a thief king, because he offended a female devil named Chun Shisanniang, that is, Chun Shisanniang who fell to the ground with peach blossoms and her head is not safe. Therefore, the cottage was slaughtered, but he fell in love with a woman named Bai Jingjing, the junior sister of the spring thirteen mothers.”

“The female devil Bai Jingjing drove him back to their lair. Chun Shisan Niang and Bai Jingjing’s master, Pansi Cave, where Pansi Daxian lived. Under the circumstances, Pansi Daxian thought that Zhizun Bao had a destiny with her. In other words, they have a marriage contract. But Supreme Treasure thinks that he likes Bai Jingjing. A Shura field between master and apprentice begins.”

“In the end, Supreme Treasure deceived Daxian Pansi in order to go back to find Bai Jingjing, and let her fall into the hands of another big bandit, that is, the Great Sage of Ping Tian-Bull Demon King!”

“At the last juncture, Bai Jingjing finally let Supreme Treasure know who she really liked, but it was too late. The Spring Thirteen Mother came to you and killed both Supreme Treasure and Bai Jingjing. Supreme Treasure wanted to save her. The Great Immortal Pansi swears in front of the Guanyin Bodhisattva that he will finally be resurrected at the cost of protecting the people who learn from the scriptures in the next life, and become a demon with magic power-Monkey King.”

“But in the end, Monkey King still failed to save Pansi Daxian, so she finally died in his arms. Also, because of the shackles of the oath, the headache was like a crack, and the body of his lover slipped into the sea of flames, flying ashes and annihilation! In this extreme anger and resentment, it killed the Bull Demon King and reincarnated as a demon. In the end, it decided to abandon its vow and seek revenge from the Guanyin Bodhisattva. It became a monster with boundless power.”

“That is, the king of monsters-Monkey King!”

“No wonder he hates me so much!” Xuanzang said in a daze, “Is the one he wants to protect from the philosophers?”

The fat monk nodded and said, “Yes! It’s you!”

“Nie Yuan!” Xuanzang sighed, “So, is this the source of Sun Wukong’s demon nature? He became a demon because of me, causing countless evils, and also made me feel the pain of losing my love. He was for me. Do you understand his grief and helplessness that day?”

The fat monk sighed: “Yes! He became a demon because of you, so you also lost your love because of him. In the end, you still need you to save the demon in his heart.”

“But he is very devilish, and he understands everything.” Xuanzang shook his head and said: “It’s not easy to fool…I mean, influence.”

“Yeah! The demon is afraid of encountering the kind that he understands in his heart.” The fat monk smiled: “Fortunately, he was sealed in Wuzhishan, so you have a chance. But be careful of his cunning.”

The fat monk turned his head, but saw Xuanzang looking at him suspiciously. He scolded, “What are you doing looking at me like this?”

Xuanzang asked, “Master, I was thinking, is Monkey King really suppressed by the seal?”

“Of course, you went to meet him! Without being suppressed and sealed, how could it be so honest?” the fat monk replied.

“The seal won’t be broken?” Xuanzang still had some doubts.

The fat monk waved his hand and said, “That is the seal that the Buddha himself suppressed. Is it really going to break? No! It’s there, and it can’t hurt even an ant. It’s very harmless! If he is dangerous, how can I let it go? Are you going to find him?”

Xuanzang questioned: “But I saw with my own eyes that he beat an exorcist who went to exorcise to death alive. It was so cruel.”

“Is that the case?” The fat monk did not dare to look directly into Xuanzang’s eyes, turning his head as if nothing had happened, Xuanzang’s eyes pierced and said, “I have seen it with my own eyes. It is very reliable.”

“That must be the seal loose!” The fat monk said with emotion: “Five hundred years. The Heavenly Court has celebrated the New Year! Is it normal for the seal to loosen?”

Xuanzang still looked suspicious. He asked, “I mean, Sun Wukong was really sealed by the Buddha because he did a lot of evil? Would it just be a civil mediation for demolishing and then giving him compensation for a Wuzhishan Lingshan cave house or something?”

“Who said that!” The fat monk jumped up as if he had been stepped on his tail, his face changed greatly, “There is no such thing! The demon monkey was born in Aolai National Flower and Fruit Mountain, it is all rumors, Guanshiyin Bodhisattva’s dojo Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea is definitely not a mountain of flowers and fruits.”

“Xuan Zang, you have to show evidence when you speak!”

He said negatively.

“Master, it’s none of my business!” Xuanzang said, “I just asked, is it really sealed? Where is the key to the seal?”

“Of course he was sealed. I think back then, I personally… I mean that the Buddha himself used the Great Day Tathagata Mantra to knock it down from the sky, make a mountain with five fingers, and suppress it there. It’s true, absolutely true, There is no lie!” The fat monk replied without looking back, with a hint of anxiety in his tone.

“The key to the seal? It’s the lotus flower at the entrance of the cave. Remember, you must never pull out that lotus flower.” The fat monk pushed him out while saying: “How about the influence of Monkey King and saving the world? I’ll leave it to you! Don’t let the Master down, go! Go! Don’t let Wukong wait in a hurry!”

He pushed Xuanzang out and beckoned: “Go!”

“Master, why didn’t you say it earlier!” Xuanzang chattered: “Why didn’t you tell me such an important thing last time? Why didn’t you tell me the last time? Huh?…Master.” Xuanzang hit a shoe on his head and watched. When the fat monk had taken off his second shoe, Xuanzang had to hold his head and ran away.

…

The magician looked at Chen Xuanzang on the opposite side, and said solemnly, “Is it like this?”

Xuanzang nodded and said: “That’s it, Sun Wukong got into the demon because of this. Now after my master’s guidance, we finally found a way to influence him. So I want to borrow that mirror of the demon to let Monkey King go back to the past and untie him. The source of everything.”

Zhuang Bifan was already numb, and he murmured: “Supreme Treasure, Bai Jingjing, Fairy Zixia…No, it’s Daxian Pansi. Why is this plot so familiar?”

“Make a wish to Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva to transform the demon, and go to save Fairy Zixia…” Abe said stiffly: “It’s damn good? It’s round!”

“It turns out that Journey to the West is a sequel to Journey to the West!” Hans said, half-knowingly.

“It’s reasonable!” Viking Great Hanmark said: “The same director, the same subject matter, nothing wrong!”

Wukong sat on the cloud head and looked at them, vomiting: “Why don’t I know, I still have such a past?”