The Eight Realms entered the water, and soon they saw the bottom of the river rolling endlessly like a tsunami. The waves hit the cliff and stirred up thousands of splashes.
It's just that there is weak water covering the Liusha River, but the spiritual thoughts cannot sweep in, and I don't know the fighting situation underneath.
The torturer waited on the shore with his stick in hand. He didn't come out for a long time. When he was secretly worried, two figures suddenly appeared. Before the two of them could get to the shore, the rough monkey couldn't control himself.
"Fairy, take a stick from my grandson!"
Tang San buried his forehead, and sure enough, Sha Monk saw the torturer ambushing him on the shore. He immediately dived down and disappeared without a trace.
"You damn Bimawen, you bastard monkey, can't you wait until I coax you to a distance and then come and cut off the way back?"
"Now that he's escaped again, you're going to earn him back?"
Sun Xingzhe touched the monkey's head and said, "Ah, I'm so sorry, I couldn't hold it back, I couldn't hold it back!"
"Master, look at this monkey, he did it on purpose!"
"Bajie, what happened just now?"
Zhu Bajie twisted the water on his robe and said dissatisfiedly: "The guy who got into the water uttered arrogant words, saying that his belly is full today and he can have a full meal."
"He actually said that even though my old pig is a little rough, it can be chopped into fried sauce and eaten."
"Master, look, my old pig's flesh is so tender that you can squeeze out water. Damn it, you dared to humiliate me like this. So I forgot to feign defeat and started fighting with him."
"That guy has some skills. After fighting for a while, we remembered to lure him ashore, but this rough monkey ruined the good thing again."
After looking at Ba Jie's body, which was so fat that it was so irritating that he might as well look at the sun, Tang San said with tears, "It's already getting late, so let's rest here and wait until tomorrow to try to cross the river."
"Master, why are you crying?"
"The sun is a bit poisonous..."
They found a dry and leeward place to camp, hunted some game, and ate a delicious hot pot.
After nightfall, Sun Xingzhe said: "Junior brother has done a lot of work today, so let me keep vigil throughout the night."
Zhu Bajie was overjoyed and said, "Senior brother finally has a conscience and starts thinking about others. Then I will go and rest."
I was deeply afraid that the monkey would regret it, so I hurriedly stepped into the seashell swallowing.
Tang San had developed a habit of practicing. At night he would understand the principles of the golden system, and after a few words, he swallowed seashells with a groan.
The monkey stood alone outside swallowing seashells and was extremely bored. He recited the Heart Sutra several times and understood this sutra passed down by the Bodhisattva.
Until late at night, my thoughts were interrupted by the neighing of little beasts at night. I woke up, listened to the sound of quicksand and river rushing in the distance, and fell into deep thought.
Master once said that he was on the path of cultivating his mind, but I wonder if it was just as Master said, because his mind was not complete enough, or because he had cultivated Xuanmen Taoism?
Although this Heart Sutra, which is just a few hundred words in length, contains great principles, it has little effect on myself.
I haven’t kept a diary for a long time, so why not write one to pass the time.
There are indeed a lot of things that have happened recently, so I will just record some of the more important ones. I won’t go into details about boring things like master flirting with girls.
Sun Xingzhe's Diary 2
It is extremely ridiculous to think that I, the Great Sage Qitian, was so shrewd that I was called the Monkey Spirit, but I have been taken advantage of for more than five hundred years without realizing it.
It wasn't until Master told me that I was called the Great Sage Ping Zhang that I realized how dirty these people in Heaven were playing.
Angry?
Definitely angry, but so what?
From the stone monkey at the beginning, to the demon immortal later, and then to being recruited by the heaven, he achieved a class leap. If this step is taken by other demon immortals, who would not flock to it?
Taking the blame for others, isn't it because you are young and careless and did it yourself?
Master advised me to look at the problem from another perspective. When he asked me whether reputation or profit was more important, I understood at that moment.
The fairy world is not peaceful and carefree as described by ordinary mortals. It is full of calculations every moment. Maybe this is the price of immortality?
So in this kind of environment, profit comes first.
I once asked Master what is right and wrong, what is good and bad?
He said that it is difficult to distinguish between good and bad in a person's face, as long as he does no harm to you or me.
When you can't see the road clearly, you can use your own position as the starting point to distinguish right from wrong, which is really useful.
Calculated in this way, the master is still very good to me. Although the forced branding distracts him, he has no secrets from him other than that.
The Taoist sect's number one protective magical skill is passed down from generation to generation. If the current realm is not too low, Five Elements Escape will definitely not be stingy.
In total, he was no worse than his ancestor. He had done everything in preaching, imparting knowledge, and solving doubts, but this time he was called "Master" just as well.
The only drawback is that when I asked him for answers, he always asked me to think for myself.
At first he asked me to weigh the relationship between fame and profit. Later I asked him whether it was better to fuse the demonic thoughts or cut off the demonic thoughts. He asked me to make my own decision.
So what kind of monkey do I want to be? This question is even more troublesome than that tight band.
This grandson of the Tathagata is not a son of man. He brought me into the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of his hand, and stripped me of my nature, so that I have been unable to enter the realm of Daluo.
Do I really want to be the monkey at the end of the rope whose fate is controlled by someone else?
I asked Master why he couldn't give me an answer, but he said it was my life and he couldn't make a decision for me.
At that moment, I actually felt a kind of respect from his calm tone.
Different from other immortals, he is not from the demon clan who sincerely looks down on the people who work hard at the bottom, but a complete equality of all living beings.
I just can't understand those strange words, talking about fusion or cutting off evil thoughts, just like Schrödinger's monkey, good and bad are superimposed, and you will never know the result until you open the box.
Who is Schrödinger? How dare you keep my monkey clan in captivity? I wrote down this name in my notebook.
It's interesting to say that Master obviously doesn't look like a monk at all, and his emotions and desires are more vulgar than ordinary people, but he can always say some witty words that make people enlightened.
Although he pretended to be nonchalant every day, in fact, the faint worry on his brow showed that he was also deeply afraid of killing the Buddha.
Who says it’s not the case? Even if you can win over a few people, how can you fight against the entire Buddhist sect?
What's more, the Great Heavenly Lord of the West will not let him mess around!
But I know that he can't help himself. Who in this world is not a pawn?
I am, and so is he!
I once asked him, how to escape the fate of chess pieces?
He was silent for a long time, and then told me half-heartedly that he could either become a chess player or flip the chess board.
I'm afraid that at that moment, he had already prepared to fail, right?
I could feel his state of mind at that time. What he was afraid of was not death, but separation from the person he loved?
He often warns us that separation from love is painful. From love arises sorrow, from love arises fear. If we are separated from the one we love, there is no sorrow or fear.
That's it?
He just said it nice, but my old Sun really couldn't understand what the fun of love between a man and a woman was, and it made him fear separation more than death.
This is probably the difference between the demon race and the human race!
Even the newly recruited junior brother, who is a bastard, has a lot of twists and turns in his heart. The team cannot work together. I feel weird!
I actually feel a little pity for him...
He once said that if we were not sure about this trip, he would not ask us to risk our lives. But if he died, would I be sad?
Maybe……
All in all, he is the first person in my life who is truly nice to me.
Oh, it’s so annoying!
I haven't been home for a long time. I will probably take a vacation after I finish this busy work. I miss my children a little.
I have sad thoughts that I can’t express, and it’s hard to describe my sadness!
Nonsence!
Why was I so influenced that I started to read poetry?
…
The next day, after several people practiced, they had breakfast and began to discuss countermeasures.
"Bajie, I have to trouble you to lure that guy out today."
"Senior brother, you just want to be clean and happy and refuse to get involved, so you come to make money from me again!"
Sun Xingzhe smiled and said: "I will definitely not be impatient this time. After he comes ashore, I will intercept the river bank and make sure to catch him!"
