"Otherwise, my old Sun's fist is not something that those mortals can bear. What if they are killed? Monks are compassionate, even if they die, they cannot hurt others. Master and disciple did not expect you to be such a selfish person, just like the little monk said just now, your compassion was eaten by a dog!"

Sun Wukong stopped chanting scriptures and said angrily.

Xuanzang entered a confused state again after hearing this. Wukong has now become more like a monk than him. How could he become a master?

"Master, you are too seriously injured. My old grandson originally thought of going to heaven and asking for a fairy pill from the Taishang Laojun."

Speaking of this, Sun Wukong suddenly stopped.

Xuanzang, who was in pain all over his body, his eyes lit up when he heard this. As long as there was a elixir, he could recover soon.

Sun Wukong sighed and changed his mind.

"But Lao Sun thought again that the immortal pill of Taishang Laojun should be given to those who need it more. As a compassionate monk, the master must be the first of others and then his own. Master, don't you?"

"This, uh, yes."

Xuanzang was almost heartbroken. Why did I have such a compassionate disciple? It was not like this before.

"Master, you are too injured, and most of the bones on your body are broken. Master Chu used his breath of immortal energy to protect you half of your life. Now the immortal energy is almost exhausted. You can't live long. Let's rest in peace, so I heard this. For a moment, the Buddha was in the Trayastrimsa Heaven and preached to his mother. At that time, the infinite worlds in the ten directions cannot be said or said to all Buddhas..."

Sun Wukong recited the Ksitigarbha Sutra again.

Xuanzang closed his eyes. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to cry!

Suddenly, the Buddhist chant came from the sky, and the thousands of miles of rainbow spanned the sky, and Guanyin carrying a bamboo basket slowly flew over.

This style of Guanyin is different from before. If you guess correctly, you should be showing off somewhere as Guanyin, who is carrying a basket of Guanyin. When he learned that Xuanzang's life was in danger, he hurried over.

Seeing Xuanzang getting hurt like this, Guanyin's originally gentle gaze was a little solemn.

"Wukong, why don't you stop the monk from beating your master?"

Sun Wukong said the reason just now again.

"Bodhisattva, how can I bear the fist of my old man? What if I beat that one to death? Monks are compassionate and cannot hurt others even if they die."

Guanyin, who always smiled like the wind, was stunned. This monkey was still the Monkey King who made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago. He could say this!

"Wukong, come here, I will show you if the tight ring hurts your soul."

Obviously, Guanyin mistakenly thought that the tight hoop had broken Sun Wukong's mind.

"Bodhisattva, my old grandson is very good, don't look at it."

Sun Wukong shook his head repeatedly.

"Bodhisattva, you, you should show it to the little monk. The little monk is very, very bad."

Xuanzang, who was about to die, tried his last breath to remind the Bodhisattva who forgot him.

"I really forgot about my sins!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva raised his hand and sucked out half of the drop of the jade dew from the mutton fat jade bottle, bounced it over, and fell on Xuanzang's body.

Using Yangzhi Yulu to save Xuanzang is a waste of resources, and the effect is also very obvious.

A crackling sound came from Xuanzang's body, and the broken bones and meridians grew again.

Soon, although Xuanzang was bleeding, his body was completely healed.

"Thank you for your rescue"

The ragged Xuanzang stood up and gave a gentle salute.

Guanyin Bodhisattva glanced over Xuanzang, bowed casually on the ground, and asked in a gentle tone: "Xuanzang, where is the colorful robes I gave you?"

Xuanzang remembered the incident of the brocade cassock, turned around and looked at the Guanyin Courtyard, and said with great shame: "The little monk lent the brocade cassock to Elder Jinchi yesterday. A big fire must have been burned to ashes."

Guanyin Bodhisattva shook his head slightly.

"The brocade robe is not invaded by water and fire, and will not be burned."

After saying that, Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared in Guanyin Courtyard in one step, looking at the ruins being cleaned, with doubts in his eyes.

The monks who were working suddenly saw the true body of Guanyin Bodhisattva they believed in appeared. After a while, they all knelt on the ground.

"Worship with the Bodhisattva"

"Worship with the Bodhisattva"

...

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at the many believers, sighed lightly, and said, "Mencius, the six senses are impure and they have greed. If you have this reward, you should not learn from the golden pool."

"Abide by the Bodhisattva's Dharma"

"Abide by the Bodhisattva's Dharma"

...

Everyone agreed quickly.

Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded, his figure disappeared, and after only two breaths, he appeared at the entrance of the temple. Ten steps away, there was a black bear like a hill, a white python more than two feet long, and a brocade robe placed in a brocade box.

It turned out that there was a Black Wind Ridge near the Guanyin Courtyard, with two monsters on it, one called the Black Bear Monster, which was a bear spirit that had been practicing for five hundred years, and the other was called the White-clothed Xiushi. In fact, it was a white snake that had been practicing for more than three hundred years.

They cast spells in the middle of the night and took away the colorful cassock in the hand of Elder Jinchi. They thought that the gods could not know anything, but they did not expect to involve a top figure like Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Are you guilty of stealing treasures?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva's expression is majestic.

The black bear spirit and the white snake spirit kowtowed like garlic, and all blamed on their friend Elder Jinchi.

"The Bodhisattva, the little demon is just keeping the treasure for the greedy man in Jinchi."

"The little demon knew at a glance that this was a great monk's object, so how could he dare to do it himself? That night, he was waiting for the great monk to come and take it. Unexpectedly, the monk did not arrive and was captured by the Bodhisattva."

Guanyin Bodhisattva is merciful, but it is not something that can be fooled.

"The evil beast is cunning, not a good person!"

The eight words made the black bear spirit and the white snake essence cool down, and then a huge force crushed over. The black bear spirit and the white snake spirit's magic power dissipated and turned into an ordinary bear and snake.

Poor that hundreds of years of practice have disappeared in one go. In the original work, the black bear is relying on his honest appearance and has a compilation with the Bodhisattva. Now, because of the extra word, there is nothing left. Maybe he will be swallowed by a monster that day!

"go"

The Bodhisattva's mind moved, and the bear and snake disappeared.

Xuanzang, who had been waiting on the side for a long time, stepped forward to express his gratitude.

"Thank you, Bodhisattva, for finding the brocade robe for the little monk"

Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded and glanced at Sun Wukong.

"Xuanzang, in just a few days, you will let the Monkey King, who made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, have a compassionate heart, which is not bad."

Just now, Guanyin Bodhisattva investigated Sun Wukong's soul and found that there was no damage, so he thought that this was the best trained by Xuanzang.

If she uses innate calculations to calculate, she will find that it is Chu Feng’s teaching. However, under normal circumstances, Buddhists who value cause and effect do not like to calculate what happened or didn’t happen.

"he"

Xuanzang looked at Wukong with a complicated mood. Although he talked about compassion every day, the monkey had changed too much and he could not accept it.

"It's been a matter here, I'm leaving."
Chapter completed!