Is it possible that the Forty-eighth Palm still wants a poor monk to take the blame?

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"Marshal Tianpeng, you have done your own evil, and you will not survive... You were also the righteous god of heaven back then, but now you have fallen down and met my master again. It is better not to struggle, so as not to suffer the physical pain again."

The Great Sage blocked him with a golden cudgel. At this moment, he didn't care that the other party called him "Bima Wen", but for some reason, he suddenly felt a little sad... and a little lucky.

Fortunately, I have been pressed under the mountain for five hundred years, and I have been filled with iron pills and copper juice all day long... If it were really like this canopy, I couldn't suppress the ferocious demonic nature all over me, and I would eat a few pedestrians alive... It would also be for the sake of the little one Bai Long was lucky. Fortunately, Xiao Bai Long only went to eat the white horse that had transformed into monkey hair, but he let the robber go... If not, the two of them might not have had the opportunity to join the master. At this moment, their souls were gone, and their essence and blood were scattered all over the place. Three Realms.

"The Bodhisattva has saved me, why do you want to kill them all?" Zhu Ganghe looked flustered. There was Bima Wen in front of him, and Tang Sanzang behind him... Bima Wen had already learned his skills just now, but Tang Sanzang had not before. After hearing his name, the power of the Zen staff just now is definitely not inferior to that of this monkey.

If he didn't have such ability, how could he subdue the unruly demon king who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace?

Zhu Ganghe was heartbroken for a moment, and the gods had to cut off his seven emotions and six desires. Mortals in the world regarded them as nothing in their eyes. This time, he became a demon in the lower world. Thousands of years of abstinence were released... completely out of control.

"Is it just because I cannibalize people?" Zhu Ganghe was actually unwilling to do so. "How many chickens, ducks, pigs, sheep, and fish do mortals eat every day... Don't they count as living beings? You Buddhists don't always say that all living beings are equal, but why? Just come to me and turn a blind eye to those sins?"

Hearing Zhu Ganghye's words, the Great Sage was suddenly stunned. Yes, don't ordinary people eat so many creatures?

How is this essentially different from a demon eating a human?

If that's the case, aren't those mortals also guilty of serious sins?

Fahai has a strong mind, and he is not immune to the pig demon's words that confuse his mind. However, when he saw that Wukong was in a trance, his eyes were blank, and he couldn't tell, he had just entered Buddhism, and his mind was undecided, so he could easily be deceived by words.

"Amitabha!" Fahai's Buddha's name was carried along with the lion's roar of Buddhism. A solemn and solemn voice was recalled from the depths of the great sage's soul and penetrated directly into the heavenly spirit.

He was agitated, his expression returned to clarity, his heart was filled with sadness, and he broke out in a cold sweat on his back, almost having a demonic seizure.

"The poor monk had known that you, a cunning monster, was good at using sweet words, but you still wanted to use such tricks to confuse my Taoist mind."

Who is Fahai?

He is a rebellious Buddhist who can crush the Buddha's relic without blinking an eye. Such sophistry is just childish to him. If he hadn't seen Wukong fooling around, he wouldn't have stopped at all. He also learned a lesson in his heart. He will never encounter such sophistry in the future. When demons appear, try not to give them a chance to speak.

"Wukong."

"Master." The Great Sage was a little ashamed.

"Only Buddhas and Bodhisattvas have great compassion. You are a Buddhist monk who has just become a monk. You don't even know how many precepts our sect has. Why bother about this matter?" Fahai said in a deep voice: "I am a common man. Monk, you can't save all living beings in the three realms, but you are willing to protect the temporary peace of one place, so that you can live up to this magical power. Since you are a disciple of the poor monk, you should protect the Dharma and defend the way. If you see demons doing harm, but pity their lives, wouldn't you have lost your true nature? Heart, bad nature?"

"Master, I understand." The Great Sage stepped firmly on the rake with one foot and hung the stick above Zhugang Hyena's head with one hand. His thoughts became more determined, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance. Disciple is grateful."

This monster eats countless people. The Bodhisattva saves it, and the Master also saves it. It’s just that one is a transformation and the other is a salvation.

The Great Sage didn't know what Buddha was. He heard what the Master said made sense, so he listened to the Master's words.

"You can't kill me. I have already received the ordination from Guanyin Bodhisattva and ended my past life...How can one sin be punished twice?" Zhu Ganghei was still struggling. He lifted out the Bodhisattva, hoping to have a chance of survival.

After hearing what Zhu Ganghe said, the Bodhisattva in the sky immediately wanted to show up and sew the pig's mouth shut. Wasn't the disaster in front of him all caused by his uncontrollable bad mouth?

If he hadn't said this, the Bodhisattva would still have 10% confidence that he could convince the golden cicada and spare his life to see the effect.

But with such words, the Bodhisattva knew that this pig demon was completely hopeless. Jin Chanzi hated the Buddhist behavior of "putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately"... He has always believed that guilty must be punished, and he is not like this at all. Buddhist figures.

His nature is like this, and even after ten reincarnations, it has not been eradicated. What can be done about it?

"Bodhisattva asked you to make up for your faults and repay your sins." Fa Hai said coldly: "Now that you have no merit, you can't make up for your faults. This is not considered a punishment. The poor monk should save you... Do you think you just shaved your head? , can we cut off the cause and effect of the mortal world and erase the sins of the past?"

"Ah, you monster monk, you act like this and have no mercy. How can you go to the Western Heaven and see the Buddha? Don't you want to make amends?" Zhu Ganghe heard Fa Hai's words and knew that he was doomed, but he was extremely unwilling to lose it. In order to take his life, he tried his best to confuse his mood with words.

"Amitabha." Fahai saw Zhu Ganghye being dissatisfied, "If you achieve the True Fruition, you will be the only ones who can survive man-eating monsters like you. So what if the poor monk doesn't want the True Fruition? Wukong!"

"Why--!!"

After receiving the master's order, the great sage raised his stick and brought it down with one blow.

"Roar--"

But when the pig's hyena was about to hit his heavenly spirit with the stick, he roared suddenly and instantly transformed into its original shape. It was the image of a black-skinned wild boar with ferocious tusks and steel hairs.

The Great Sage's stick didn't miss it, but missed its head and hit it firmly on the buttocks, until the skin was torn and the flesh was dripping with blood.

"Since you want to kill me, I will risk my life and eat you first." Zhu Ganghe ran towards Master Sanzang while threatening him with evil words.

Was Fa Hai so frightened?

I saw him throwing the nine-ring tin staff into the sky, holding the magic formula in one hand, and taking out a purple gold alms bowl from his arms with the other hand. He muttered something: "The great sun wheel body, the Buddha's flames are shining all over. Fudo Mingzun, Destroy all evils—collect them!”

The purple-gold alms bowl in Fahai's hand was blessed by the Tathagata Great Sun's curse seal, and it immediately erupted into golden crow flames.

The Zen staff flying in mid-air rose up in the wind, and in an instant it became the size of a mountain. It was like a prison stone tablet, rolling down from the sky with brilliant Buddha light.

The Great Sage also raised the golden hoop in the wind behind him. After learning the lesson just now, he made the golden hoop larger than the body of the pig demon and swept forward.

There is a nine-ring tin staff on the top, a purple gold alms bowl on the front, and the great sage's golden hoop at the back sweeps across a large area...

Bang!

The Great Sage's golden hoop swept off the pig demon's four hooves, Fa Hai's nine-ring tin staff shattered the pig demon's heavenly spirit cover, and the Buddha's light from the purple gold alms bowl shrouded the entire pig demon's body.

This was also because Zhu Ganghe had already fought a battle with the Great Sage and was already exhausted. In addition, at this moment, Fahai attacked with all his strength, and Wukong also cut off his retreat, so he was captured with one blow.

Streams of black smoke evaporated from the pig demon's demon drive, and bursts of harsh groans accompanied the burning flames that resounded through the sky. At this time, Fahai looked at a cloud in the sky and suddenly said: "Bodhisattva You’ve been watching for a long time, why not show up and see me?”

Upon hearing this, the Great Sage also turned his gaze to the sky, and finally locked his eyes at the same place. He stood in front of the master with a golden hoop in hand, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Who knows whether the Bodhisattva here is an enemy or a friend?

Guanyin looked at the pig demon that was put into the purple gold alms bowl, and said in her heart that this Tripitaka is really not a human being. If you want to accept him, you can accept him yourself. Now that things have come to this, how can a poor monk stop you?

But you just want to break my Xingzang. Even after you have saved him, why would you ask me to come out again?

At this point of death or survival.

Do you want me to save him or not?

If the poor monk saves him, but you don't agree...If the poor monk doesn't save him, won't he end up in a desperate situation without saving him? Do you think the Supreme Lord and Emperor Ziwei get along well with each other?

Why, is it possible that a poor monk should be blamed for this?

"Amitabha, the poor monk came in a hurry, but he was still a step too late. Tripitaka, Wukong... look at the trouble you have caused."