Chapter 1005 (1/2)

Xuanzang knelt powerlessly on the ground and supported his hands on the ground. The scraped wound was burning and painful. Between the half dream and half wake-up memories of his previous life and this life, he said powerlessly: ”will this be so?”

Xuanzang raised his hands, looked at his trembling and scarred palm, and looked up at the golden monkey standing in the ruins with a stick on his back under the rising sun. He felt a sense of inner fatigue, such as the tide.

”Buddha... Defeated!”

Xuanzang was speechless.

Wukong came up to him and said, ”your palm technique is weak and far less powerful than the original version of Sakyamuni. I think at the beginning, my grandson also interrupted Sakyamuni's hand and was honored by the three immortals - fighting to defeat Buddha! Although there are reasons for Sakya's intention to give way, there are also reasons for the unique divine weapon in my palm - the precious iron of the fixed star God.”

”But this prestigious name was also killed by my monkey king, one stick at a time!”

At this time, Zhuang bifan completely gave up his in-depth thinking, and Wukong revealed the subtext of these things. He just thought of all kinds of absurd strange ideas in a dream. He said dully: ”God is fighting the war god Buddha... But from another point of view, this setting is really special!”

”Will Buddha... Also fail?” Xuanzang raised his head.

”Of course...” Wukong said: ”In this world, no one is invincible. You regard Buddha as a God, of course, you can't accept his failure, but Sakya was just a person at first. At first, before he became a Buddha, some disciples betrayed him, were refuted by the sixth division of the foreign Tao, and were expelled by the Brahman. Even if he became a Tao, when his hometown, Sakya, was destroyed by foreign troops and the Sakya people were slaughtered, he said Is there nothing I can do? ”

”When Sakya becomes a god Buddha, he will not fail or fail.”

”It was you Mahayana disciples who caught him up with the altar. Since then, there has been no Sakyamuni, only one Tathagata Buddha. But the Tathagata... Is not Sakyamuni!”

”Therefore, the Buddha can defeat me. This is his tolerance and magnanimity, which enables me to defeat the Buddha. The Tathagata can't defeat... Who is closer to enlightenment, a Buddha who can defeat and a Tathagata who is like a clay puppet on the altar and is not allowed to fail?”

Wukong sighed, ”so your Tathagata God's palm is just like this!”

”Even if you have peerless mana, you still can't recover anything?” Wukong looked at Xuanzang faintly and said: ”This is the second lesson I want to teach you, facing the reality. Sakyamuni faced the reality, so he is a fully enlightened awakener. He chose to avoid some things and face some things. And the Tathagata is omnipotent. You lift him too high and he can't get down. Therefore, in the face of the reality, he is omnipotent and can't become insensitive.”

”Is it so difficult to admit that you can't do it?” Wukong asked.

”Just like you, you have peerless mana and Tathagata palm, but you still lost!”

Xuanzang was speechless. Wukong continued: ”because he didn't admit that he was powerless, when he saw all kinds of injustice, injustice, resentment and hatred in the world, he had all kinds of excuses, all kinds of lies and deceptions, saying: good causes and bad consequences, reincarnation karma. Obviously, because the Buddha was powerless, he wanted to say that all sentient beings ate their own fruits.”

”Because there is nothing you can do to watch the injustice, injustice, resentment, hatred and other sufferings in the world. You can only escape, but you say that you are omnipotent. Therefore, that powerlessness becomes numbness. Because you refuse to admit this numbness, there are all kinds of lies that all sentient beings eat their own fruits, and the god Buddha is still omnipotent, sad and ridiculous!”

”The reason why I stand in front of you is to destroy your faith in life.” Wukong asked coldly, ”I'll ask you...”

”Chen Xuanzang, I only ask you today, Buddha, can you save all sentient beings?”

Xuanzang folded his hands and said with difficulty, ”the Buddha's Dharma can save all living beings!”

Wukong continued to drink and asked, ”then tell me how to save it?”

”As long as everyone has compassion and converts to Buddhism, there will be no suffering in the world!” Xuanzang raised his head under the authority of Wukong.

”Stubborn and stubborn!” Wukong hated iron and steel and said, ”well, I'll show you the truth today!” after that, Wukong jumped up and jumped to the solitary grave of the old temple. The surrounding 5000 Li next door was almost destroyed, but the old temple was still well preserved.

Wukong looked at the grave set up by Xuanzang for Miss Duan. With a sneer, he suddenly grabbed it and lifted Miss Duan's grave in the shrill cry of Xuanzang: ”no!”.

A withered bone, dressed in Miss Duan's clothes, lay there quietly.

The magician frowned and said, ”how is it possible that the bones will wither so soon?” Zhuang bifan also frowned and said, ”what does the monkey king want to do?”

Xuanzang wailed and rushed forward. He grabbed the earth with his hands and feet, held the dead bone in his arms and said to Wukong, ”what else do you want to do? You clearly said that you won't involve the innocent. She's dead. What else do you have? Do you want to frustrate her to ashes and prove that your Buddha can't save all sentient beings?”

Wukong did not refute, but said coldly, ”look again!”

He pointed to Xuanzang's arms. There was no white bone. Xuanzang only felt a deep feeling in his arms. He looked down and saw a statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva carved in white jade. I don't know when it had replaced white bone and lay in his arms. Wukong continued, ”Chen Xuanzang, why don't you think about it? Why would someone be infatuated with you at the first sight.”

”Why do some people cling to their mistakes under your cold words?”

”Why does Miss Duan just like you? Why does the indefinite flying ring fall on your hand? Do you really believe that it is because of your courage? Do you really believe that an ordinary Exorcist can accidentally spell the great sun Tathagata Sutra? Do you really believe that there will be love in the world for no reason and until death?”

Wukong and Zhuang bifan said in unison, ”unless it's destiny!”

”It's fate that this girl will fall in love with you. It's fate that she will die in your arms. It's fate that you will be the one who takes the Sutra!” Wukong said calmly, ”so, what is life?”

Xuanzang stared at the white jade Guanyin statue in his arms and listened to Wukong say in his ear: ”Miss Duan is just a karma that Guanyin Bodhisattva enlightens you. Your love is doomed. Her frown, smile, sorrow and tears are from her heart, but what is her sincerity?”

”In contrast, what is your sincerity?”