Xuanzang knelt weakly on the ground, with his hands on the ground, and the wound was broken, and it hurt in a scorching pain. Between the half-dream and half-awakening of memories of the past and present life, he said weakly: "How is this so?"

Xuanzang raised his hands, looked at his trembling and scarred palms, and looked up at the golden monkey standing in the ruins under the rising sun, carrying a stick. A feeling of exhaustion from the heart came like a tide.

"The Buddha... was defeated!"

Xuanzang was speechless.

Wukong walked towards him and said, "Your palm technique is weak and weak, far less powerful than the original version of Sakyamuni. I thought that at the beginning, I, Lao Sun, also interrupted Sakyamuni's hand and was honored by the immortal gods in the three realms - Fighting and Battle Buddha! Although there are reasons why Sakyamuni intentionally gave in, and there are also reasons why my master in the palm gave it to me, the peerless magic weapon - Dingxing Shenzhen Iron."

"But this famous one was also the one I, Sun Wukong, who came out with one stick!"

Zhuang Bifan completely gave up thinking deeply at this time and revealed the subtext of these things. He just acted as a dream, with all kinds of absurd and strange thoughts. He said dumbly: "Gods are fighting against gods and Buddhas... But from another perspective, this setting is really exciting!"

"Will the Buddha... be defeated?" Xuanzang looked up in a hunch.

"Of course..." Wukong said: "No one in this world is invincible. If you regard Buddha as a god, of course you cannot accept his failure, but Sakyamuni was just a person at first. At the beginning, before he became a Buddha, a disciple betrayed him, refuted by the six heretics, and expelled by the Brahmins. Even if he became a Taoist, the country of Shakyamuni was destroyed by foreign troops and the Sakyamuni was massacred. Wasn't he powerless?"

"When Shakyamuni becomes a god and a Buddha, he will not be defeated, nor will he be defeated."

"It was you Mahayana disciples who drove him to the altar, and from then on there was no Sakyamuni, and only one Tathagata Buddha was left. But Tathagata...is not Sakyamuni!"

"So Sakyamuni was able to defeat me. This was his tolerance and magnanimity, which fulfilled me to overcome the Buddha's obsession. But Tathagata could not be defeated... Who is closer to enlightenment to a defeated Sakyamuni and a Tathagata who was like a clay puppet on the altar and was not allowed to fail?"

Wukong sighed and said, "So your Tathagata's magic palm is nothing more than that!"

"Even if you have peerless magic power, what can you still not recover?" Wukong looked at Xuanzang faintly and said, "This is the second lesson I want to teach you, face reality. Shakyamuni faced reality, so he was a enlightened person who had great enlightenment. He chose to escape something, and also chose to face something. And the Tathagata was omnipotent. You raised him too high and could not get down, so when facing this reality, he could do everything and could not become numb."

"Is it that difficult to admit that I can't do it?" Wukong asked.

"Just like you, you have peerless magic power and the Tathagata's magic palm, but you are still defeated!"

Xuanzang was speechless, and Wukong continued: "Because he did not admit that he was powerless, he saw all kinds of injustice, injustice, resentment, and hatred in the world, and had all kinds of excuses and lies, deceiving: Good causes and evil consequences, and reincarnation karma. It was clearly because the Buddha was powerless, but he wanted to say that sentient beings were self-rewarding."

"Because you are powerless to avoid the sufferings of this world, such as injustice, injustice, resentment, hatred, etc., you are said to be omnipotent, so the powerlessness becomes numbness. Because you refuse to admit this numbness, there are all kinds of lies, saying that sentient beings are self-rewarding, and gods and Buddhas are still omnipotent, which is sad and ridiculous!"

"The reason why I stand in front of you is to destroy your lifelong belief." Wukong asked coldly: "I'll ask you..."

"Chen Xuanzang, I will only ask you today, Buddha, can you save sentient beings?"

Xuanzang clasped his hands together and said with difficulty: "The Buddha's...'s Buddhist teachings can save sentient beings!"

Goku continued to shout and asked, "Then tell me, how to save me?"

"As long as everyone has a compassionate heart and as long as everyone converts to Buddhism, there will be no suffering in the world!" Xuanzang looked up and said with difficulty under the power of Wukong.

"The stubbornness cannot be transformed, and the obsession cannot be realized!" Wukong said with a grudge: "Okay, I will let you see the truth today!" After that, Wukong jumped and jumped to the lonely tomb of the old temple. The surrounding five thousand miles away was almost destroyed, but this old temple is still intact.

Wukong looked at the grave that Xuanzang had set up for Miss Duan, sneered, and suddenly reached out and grabbed it. With Xuanzang's shrill cry, "No!", he lifted Miss Duan's grave.

A dead bone, wearing Miss Duan's clothes, lay there quietly.

The magician frowned and said, "How is it possible? It's broken and broken so quickly?" Zhuang Bifan also frowned and said, "What is Sun Wukong trying to do?"

Xuanzang wailed and rushed forward. He pulled the soil with his hands and feet, hugged the dead bone in his arms, and said to Wukong: "What else do you want to do? You clearly said that you will not implicate innocent people. She is already dead. What else do you have? Is it necessary to crush her bones and ashes before you can be happy and prove your crazy words that Buddha cannot save sentient beings?"

Goku did not refute, but just said coldly: "Look at it again!"

He pointed to Xuanzang's arms, and there were no bones. Xuanzang only felt a sank in his arms. He looked down and saw a statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva carved with white jade. At some point, it had replaced the bones and lay in his arms. Wukong continued: "Chen Xuanzang, why don't you think about it? Why would anyone be infatuated with you when they saw you at the first sight."

"Why are there anyone who is obsessed with your cold words?"

"Why did Miss Duan like you? Why would Wuding Feihuan definitely fall into your hands? Do you really believe it is because of your courage? Do you really believe that an ordinary exorcist can make the "The Great Sun Tathagata Sutra"? Do you really believe that there will be love in the world that will last for no reason until death?"

Wukong and Zhuang Bifan said in unison: "Unless, this is destined!"

"This girl is destined to fall in love with you, she is destined to die in your arms, destined to be the one who seeks the scriptures!" Wukong said calmly: "So, what is fate?"

Xuanzang stared blankly at the white jade Guanyin statue in his arms, and heard Wukong say in his ear: "Ms. Duan is just a cause and condition that Guanyin Bodhisattva enlightens you, and your love is destined. Her every frown, smile, sadness and tears, although it comes from the heart, what is her sincerity?"

"In contrast, what is your sincerity?"

"Do you love Guanyin Bodhisattva?" Wukong looked frightened when he saw Xuanzang's face, and then asked, "What is that lady?"

"Now, tell me, as one of the countless sentient beings, how did the Buddha save you? Is Miss Duan considered a sentient being?" Wukong asked:

After Sun Wukong's questioning, Xuanzang looked shocked from the beginning, then sad, and finally with a hint of wood. He pondered for a long time and felt his Zen heart shaking. He couldn't help but want to hate Miss Duan who fooled him, and he couldn't help but think of the cute and clumsy graffiti behind the scriptures.

He asked himself, "Is Miss Duan lying to me with heart? Is her love false?" Xuanzang gave a negative answer. In that day's illusion, he saw himself clearly and Miss Duan's heart clearly. At this time, Xuanzang let go of the white jade Guanyin statue in his hand and bowed with his hands together. He stood up and left the cemetery without any attachment or hesitation. He asked Wukong, "Mr. Sun, can I ask you a question?"

Goku said: "You ask! I will try my best to answer you."

Xuanzang looked up calmly and asked, "Ms. Duan, where have you been?"

Wukong said: "The origin of causes and conditions are destroyed, and causes and conditions are combined, and there will be a day when causes and conditions are gone. For you, Miss Duan is already dead."

"So what is Miss Duan for Bodhisattvas?" Xuanzang continued to ask.

Wukong smiled and said, "A moment of worry!"

"I understand!" Xuanzang closed his eyes and closed his eyes and thanked Wukong: "Thank you Mr. Sun!"

The magician suddenly felt something was wrong with the demon mirror in his hand. He looked in the shadow of Sun Wukong in the demon mirror was still brilliant and glorious, while Xuanzang's figure was divided into two. A monk chanting the scriptures turned his back to a Xuanzang who cried to the sky, and his two shadows became clearer and clearer.

The magician said in horror: "Sun Wukong did not have two hearts, but Xuanzang had two hearts!"

The suspicion after the Buddha's defeat in the Tathagata's divine palm, the destined sorrow of Miss Duan, the questioning of Sun Wukong's torture, the uneasiness of Tathagata's ability to save sentient beings, the destruction of cause and condition, the sadness of being lonely for life, the love of life, the guilt of trouble, the memory of Jin Chanzi's previous life and the memory of this life of heaven and man, and all these things, the madness that forced the Zen heart to shake!

At the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, in the world reflected by the mirror flowers, water and moon in the old temple, the five strange beads in a strange state seem to sense the chaotic emotions and wisps of emotions in Xuanzang's heart, like these five strange beads converge.

The magician sensed such a change and suddenly changed his face: "Not good!"

Zhuang Bifan and others turned around and panicked when they saw the magician, "How could this happen? Why were all the five demon beads triggered by Xuanzang?"

"What five demon beads?" Zhuang Bifan asked with a frown.

The magician looked panicked. The five magic beads originated from the mysterious world of divine weapons, and the ten magic beads that were split by the Yuanzu Heavenly Demon body. When the magician and his team paid an unimaginable price when experiencing the world of divine weapons, they took away three magic beads and five magic beads that had not yet formed magic beads.

The magician came to the world of demon subduing the world by traveling to the West to use the demon beads and demons. Their team worked hard to collect the heart and demons of many worlds such as the wind and clouds, fire phoenix Liaoyuan, etc., and cultivated five more mysterious demon beads with Qilin Demon Blood and demons, to stimulate the demon thoughts of Xuanzang, Zhu Gangli, Sha Wujing, Sun Wukong and others, and to the demon mirror, they cut out their two hearts of the two hearts of the four immortals and gods in their previous life, obtain a lot of rewards, and also harvest five earth-shaking demon soldiers.

The reason why I dared to say wildly that I wanted to kill the Great Sage of the Monkey King was to use demon soldiers to empower a Great Sage of the Monkey King who only had crazy ideas and no slight rationality. Only in this way can I bypass the Tathagata and kill the Great Sage of the Monkey King.

But the only thing they miscalculated was Goku's true strength.

At this moment, Xuanzang awakened the ninth-generation Zen heart of Jinchanzi, but was shaken by Wukong. When the demonic thoughts were burning, the amazing demonic thoughts nurtured by these ninth-generation Zen hearts actually surpassed the magician's imagination in one fell swoop, breaking through the magician's ban, triggering the instinct of the magician, and triggering the response of the five magic beads in one fell swoop.

On the back of Jin Chanzi's ninth-generation Zen heart, the demonic thoughts that had accumulated nine generations of life transformed into two hearts, and were about to use this to cut out Xuanzang's body and turn into a shocking demon.

The magician was sweating profusely and couldn't believe it: "How is it possible that Emperor Xuantian could only give birth to one magical bead. According to our calculations, Sun Wukong could only accommodate its magical nature. Why did Chen Xuanzang's magical nature trigger five magical beads, but it could not be accommodated, and even controlled by Chen Xuanzang's second heart?"

"The original ones born should be five different demon beads, and they have no reason, not such demon beads that are controlled by the two hearts and still retain their original wisdom, and the five demon beads are produced together!"

But at this time, it's too late to say anything!

Five magic beads shot out of the mirror and the moon, sank behind Xuanzang's mind. A young monk who was beautiful, gentle and elegant, wearing a moon-white cassock, and had extremely agile eyes, as if he could see through the hearts of the people, was behind Xuanzang, facing his back to him.

Behind the seemingly lively and thorough eyes, there is endless madness.

A demon bead was thrown into his hands and turned into a nine-ring tin staff, one turned into a purple gold bowl, one turned into a Jinlan cassock, and one turned into a demon body that held him, turning the shadow into substance, and one turned into an ink-colored relics, hanging behind his head. The monk walked out of the void, slowly, and every move was elegant and calm.

He said, "The little monk's Dharma name Three Burials comes from Chen Xuanzang's Zen heart, and is inspired by the donor of Wukong, and realizes the hypocrisy of the Buddha's Dharma and returns to the truth. The meaning of the poor monk's Dharma is a demonic heart, burying the sky, burying the land, and burying the people!"

After saying that, he covered his palm and Tang Sanzang laughed wildly, "Let me give you a funeral!"

The body transformed from the magic bead was extremely tall, but the giant palm condensed with magic power almost covered the remnants of Wuzhishan. Ampe Qingming roared angrily, and eight hundred shikigamis appeared around him. Hundred ghosts walked at night, trying to resist, but under Tang Sanzang's palm, the speed of the defeat of the Hundred Gods was so fast that Abe caught off guard, screamed in horror, and was photographed as meat sauce.

The Shikigami, carrying essence and blood, broke out of her body and was swallowed by Tang Sanzang.

At this time, Wukong sighed in front of Xuanzang: "I am not the king of demons, because I am no longer a demon. But you have truly nurtured a king of demons!"
Chapter completed!