On the other side of the river bank, Xuanzang walked slowly along the fine sand, frowning, and from time to time he turned his head to look in the direction of Monkey and Tuo Jie.

  Tao Jie's screams still lingered in his ears, and that feeling made him a little uneasy.

Tianpeng, who was always beside him, looked in his eyes and said softly, "Master Xuanzang doesn't need to take it seriously, that Tuo Jie and the monkey have some connections, and it stands to reason that the monkey would never kill him. As long as he doesn't directly abolish his cultivation, no matter how many injuries he suffers, he will naturally have a way to heal when he takes action to remove the spell."

   Xuanzang sighed lightly and said, "The poor monk has a mind-seeing technique. If he uses this technique, I don't know how?"

   "That's his innate ability." Tian Peng looked back and said, "Even if you know the formula, you can't use it if you change it. So, you can only force him to solve it."

   Xuanzang hummed helplessly, shook his head, and walked forward on the fine sand.

Holding the Buddha beads, he asked lightly: "If he doesn't solve the magic, it will be difficult for me to continue to the west. If we can't continue to the west, we will not be able to prove the Dao. The sentient beings in the three realms will not be able to save... So, do Big things, don't stick to trifles. Otherwise, it becomes pedantic. Is that the truth?"

   Canopy replied: "Indeed."

   Xuanzang smiled lightly and said, "But, if this road goes west, I would like to Purdue, but in the end it will bring pain to other people... Is this way of attaining what we originally wanted?"

   "Master Xuanzang's words mean..."

"All living beings have their own suffering. What we have demonstrated is the way of Purdue, in order to resolve the suffering of all living beings." Xuanzang sighed softly: "That Tuo Jie suffered from his father's hatred, and now appears in front of the poor monk, the poor Not only was the monk unable to resolve it. He had to sit back and watch as he suffered new pains."

   Hearing this, the canopy was stunned for a moment.

   After a moment of silence, Tianpeng said, "Then, does Master Xuanzang have a good plan?"

   Xuanzang shook his head slowly, lowered his head and stared at the sand beside his feet, still walking forward step by step.

   This is the biggest dilemma encountered in the westbound journey.

  The water of the Blackwater River can block perception. The sediment at the bottom of the Blackwater River can be adjusted arbitrarily with the magic array. Disorienting. However, what really blocked the road to the west was not Heishuihe, but the current predicament.

  Everyone has their own suffering. In order to reduce their own suffering, they often impose their own suffering on others. Back and forth, vicious circle. Hence the saying that there is no end to suffering.

  The purpose of traveling west is to find a way to stop this vicious circle and pull all living beings out of the sinking sea of ​​misery.

  However, if we go on like this, isn’t going westward a new kind of suffering?

   thought carefully all the way, and after a while, Xuanzang suddenly smiled bitterly.

  Tianpeng asked softly, "What did Master Xuanzang think of?"

   "The poor monk suddenly figured it out."

"Figured out?"

Xuanzang nodded and said: "Since last night, the poor monk has been thinking about whether the Great Sage should stop the punishment. First, the poor monk has no reason to stop it. Second, the poor monk can't make a breakthrough. The way of the river, we will be trapped on the banks of this black water, and there will be no way to go west. If we don’t stop it, we will stand by and watch the suffering of all living beings. Trapped on the banks of this black water, with nowhere to go, wouldn't that great wish be voided?"

  Tianpeng thought for a while, then asked suspiciously, "Then... what did Master Xuanzang figure out?"

  Laughing at the canopy, Xuanzang stretched out a finger and said, "This is the suffering of a poor monk. You don't know yourself when you are in suffering."

   After saying that, he took a deep breath, turned around and strode back along the way he came.

   At this time, the original sad face has long been swept away.

   For a while, the canopy and the roller blinds were a little stunned, and they quickly chased after them.

  …

   On the bank of the river, the monkey and the black bear spirit inserted the golden hoop into the water and observed it carefully.

  The waves on the Blackwater River opened up roll by roll, rushing on the golden hoop.

   Just stared at the water-filled lines on the golden hoop for a long time, and the monkey spat fiercely: "Mother, they must have blocked the downstream!"

"What now?"

"What should I do?" The monkey stood up slowly on his knees, put the golden hoop stick in his ears, and hummed angrily: "If it's normal, if the sky doesn't work, I'll go into the ground. Anyway, it's not that the ground is not pierced. However, I don't believe that his magic formation can still be effective in the underworld! Besides, if the water flows to the underworld, won't all the problems be solved?"

   As soon as these words came out, the black bear spirit shrank his neck in fright.

The monkey stretched out his hand and patted the black bear spirit on the shoulder, and said leisurely: "Don't worry, this is the last resort, and you won't use it until you have to. Otherwise, isn't it because we haven't picked up the scriptures yet, and the Three Realms are rotten first? Come on? , let's keep playing!"

With that said, he turned around and walked to the dying Tuo Jie, picked him up, and said viciously: "Don't worry, this water won't hold me back. If it's a big deal, let the water flow to the underworld. Demon King, Lion and Camel King, don't even want to live!"

   These words were almost roared, and the voice echoed slowly between the heavens and the earth.

   Tuo Jie still clenched his teeth and remained silent, but the three demon kings at the bottom of the Blackwater River had already broken out in a cold sweat.

   "You said, will he really pierce it and let the water flow to the underworld?"

  While the three demon kings were hesitating whether to evacuate first, Xuanzang had come to the monkey's side. He first put his hands together and bowed to the monkey, who was taken aback for a moment.

   "Master, let the poor monk talk to him."

   "You talk to him?" The monkey looked at the little white dragon lying not far away and said, "Are you confident?"

   "Just give it a try."

  The monkey let go slightly, and Tuo Jie fell to the ground with a "pop".

   "Then try it." After that, the monkey turned his head and walked away, standing on the edge of the river and scanning the surface of the Blackwater River back and forth.

   nodded towards the monkey, Xuanzang bowed to straighten Tuo Jie and let his head rest on the rock.

   The injury is too serious. Although there is no one to be injured, there is no inch of intact skin on the whole body, and there is no bone that is not broken. Even many of them were cured by monkeys several times and then interrupted again.

  Between these actions, Tuo Jie hummed again and again, sweat dripping from the forehead, mixed with blood and slowly slipped down.

   opened his eyes slightly, he looked at Xuanzang hazy, and said in a low voice: "I...I will never solve it, you don't have to think about it."

   Xuanzang smiled lightly, nodded and said, "The poor monk knows."

   After saying that, he turned around and filled some water from the Black River in a wooden basin made by a monkey, and wiped away the blood stains on Tuo Jie's body bit by bit.

   From beginning to end, Tuo Jie watched Xuanzang vigilantly.

   Not far away, Tianpeng walked slowly to the monkey and stood side by side with the monkey.

   "Can't you solve it?"

"The bones are very hard, and I won't accept him for a while." Looking back, the monkey sighed: "The water is already rising, and those **** are blocking the downstream. It won't take long for this place to be completely submerged. Yes. In a short period of time, the use of punishment is probably useless."

   "Then what's next?"

   "Just now he seemed to have said that this matter is related to King Ksitigarbha, right? Or, I'll just drown the underworld? It's also considered revenge."

Tianpeng laughed suddenly, shook his head and said, "Sometimes I admire you very much, and I dare to think of any way. However, this way is really not good. As soon as you drown the underworld, it feels like you are taking revenge. King Ksitigarbha, in fact it is those ghosts and sentient beings in the Three Realms who are suffering. Second, if you really dare to do this, aren’t you afraid that the Tathagata will come out to trouble you again in the name of saving the world? Wasn’t that an excuse back then?”

   Hearing the words, the monkey suddenly hesitated again.

   If he is alone, what if the Tathagata really comes out? The big deal is that there will be another battle of reality and reality, and no one can do anything about it.

   But the worst thing is that he is not alone. Even today, more than 600 years later, he still has many weaknesses. Isn't this journey westward to solve this problem?

   pouting, the monkey raised his head to look at the sky and said, "You said, my hole is smaller, and I will use a golden hoop to block it back to prevent the water from flowing down, will it be better?"

  Tianpeng laughed on the spot, patted the monkey on the shoulder and said, "What people need is an excuse. As for whether you caused damage or not, it doesn't matter."

   Hearing this, the monkey suddenly felt like a deflated ball.

   It is said that if cultivators don’t stick to the world, they don’t pay attention to common things, and when it comes to this matter, they are really right. People with the same cultivation base, the same strength, who have been contaminated with the world and deal with mundane affairs, have many times more weaknesses than those who practice wholeheartedly.

   Leaving aside the issue of immortality, this cultivation of immortals really does not see much benefit. The strength has increased, and he thinks that he is superior to mortals. In fact, he has just stepped into another cage from one cage. Still trembling, there are countless unhappy.

  Thinking of this, the monkey couldn't help but think of the words he said when he knelt in front of the wind chimes in front of the Xieyue Sanxingdong cave: "A person's happiness depends on the width of the heart..."

  Thinking, he sighed in a low voice: "I'm so unhappy, it must be because of my narrow-mindedness."

"what?"

   "No, it's just cranky."

Putting one hand on the monkey's shoulder, Tianpeng said slowly: "Now let's discuss another issue. Assuming that we can't get Tuo Jie to unravel the spell before the river floods up, then we will definitely fall into a deep trap. The bottom of the river. If we go, we will definitely not be able to go out. The other party is determined to trap us, so we must be prepared for a long-term battle. The others are fine. It won't last long."

  …

   At this time, as Tuo Jie adjusted his breath on his own, his face looked a little better than before.

   Xuanzang was at his side and focused on helping him clean up the wound, and suddenly asked, "Ling Zun, how many years have you passed away?" (To be continued~^~)

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