“What should I do?”

the voice asked.

"That's all I can do."

He replied, turning around, and another ray of light rose from the rosette.

"Buddha!"

The Buddhas made surprise sounds.

Sun Wukong looked at the Buddha's increasingly sacred and brilliant figure.

"You are not dead, and you have recovered your memory."

He said: "It's great."

The Buddha's eyes were deep.

Because the cracks in the three realms were broken, the Buddha in the small world found him.
Chapter completed!