Could it be that my monk’s guess is wrong? It is harmful or useless to force the monkey to rescue the monkey from the Five Fingers Mountain?

Or maybe, if you don’t control your own strength well, you accidentally hurt the monkey?

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but shake the monkey in his hand again and called out with concern...

"Monkey, monkey, monkey..."

And the monkey, who was shaking in the air like a piece of rag, suddenly came to his senses.

It's different, it's really different!

The feeling of being pressed on the body by Wuzhishan has really disappeared, completely different.

wind……

I don’t know how long it has been since I have been swollen over my old Sun’s body so randomly!

Or I haven't experienced this feeling for too long, and the monkey even felt a chill inexplicably.

But soon the monkey threw away this strange chill feeling. This... maybe it was the feeling of freedom like the wind. It was probably because I, Old Sun, hadn't experienced it for too long, and I was not used to it for a while.

At this moment, the monkey just wanted to roar wildly and announce to this world: My old grandson, Monkey King Sun Wukong is back!

However, the aura bulged from the monkey's chest and was about to surge towards her throat, Tang Sanzang's palm that pinched the monkey suddenly tightened three points.

"My old grandson...cough cough cough cough..."

For a moment, the monkey who was breathing most of the time in his chest coughed dryly.

It was not until this moment that the monkey who escaped from Wuzhishan completely reacted.

This mortal monk actually pinched the throat of the Monkey King?!

Even the old Tathagata dared not treat me, Lao Sun like this. Can this monk make a fuss?

Immediately, the unruly monkey immediately grinned at Tang Sanzang instinctively, with its fangs exposed, as if it was like swallowing Tang Sanzang alive.

Just when the monkey wanted to make a harsh word, Tang Sanzang, who had originally had a gentle expression, became serious again. He pinched the monkey's left hand and tightened it again without saying a word. His right hand suddenly closed his five fingers together, bent his elbow and stretched it back, and the white and tender fist aimed directly at the monkey's head.

In an instant, the monkey's pupils contracted uncontrollably.

Recalling...

The monkey, who was blinded by the surprise of being escaped, recalled it!

A few seconds ago, it was this white and tender fist that exploded the Five Fingers Mountain that was towering into the clouds with one punch...

No! It should be said that it was directly bombarded the Five Finger Mountain into nothingness!

However, before the monkey could resist, the white and tender fist suddenly magnified infinitely in the monkey's sight.

At that moment, the monkey seemed to have an illusion in a daze.

Under this fist, I... was so small that I was a little inconspicuous, just like the monkey in the palm of Tathagata's palm five hundred years ago.

"Master!"

The moment he was about to hit the monkey, the monkey screamed instinctively.

The next moment, in the monkey's somewhat terrifying eyes, the fist directly turned from extreme movement to extreme static, and stopped in front of the monkey.

However, the fist stopped, and the strong wind caused by the fist washed away violently and washed the monkey's whole body.

For a moment, under the combed wind, the messy hair of the monkey that had not been sorted out for five hundred years, not only was the large amount of dirt blown away without a trace, but the hair was even neatly pressed against the monkey's skin, just like a big back head that had been blowing against the typhoon for a long time.

"Teacher...Master...Father..."

Under instinct, the monkey repeated the title again in a daze, but the rarely nervous heart was still beating violently.

"Very good..." Tang Sanzang looked at the monkey's attitude and finally corrected his attitude. He nodded slightly, raised his right hand again in front of his chest, and whispered the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, good, good..."

"Monkey, don't say that being a teacher doesn't give you a chance, and don't blame being a teacher for not being democratic enough. Today, if you are a teacher, you will give you two choices?"

The monkey, who was still strangled by his neck firmly, nodded with difficulty and said, "Please make it clear to you, Master."

"One of them is to willingly protect the teacher to go to the West to worship Buddha and pray for scriptures, and prevent those cruel and barbaric monsters from attacking the teacher..."

"Secondly, I won't force you. If I don't want to follow me, I'll let me send you to the West directly."

At the end, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but show a playful smile on his compassionate face, and his left hand pinching the monkey slightly increased.

"I, Lao Sun, choose one..."

For a moment, the monkey who felt the muscles and bones on his neck was whining and nodded repeatedly.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang let go of his palm with some satisfaction and put the monkey lifted into the air back to the ground.

"Amitabha, monkey, this is the first truth taught to you for your teacher. Measuring the gap between the enemy and us is a kind of wisdom. Only those who know the gap between the enemy and us and still maintain the fighting spirit can be called great courage..."

"And even the gap between us is too big, but he doesn't care about fighting to the end. He is just a brainless beast."

Listening to Tang Sanzang's vague words, the monkey who was relieved of discomfort on his neck was stunned and looked at Tang Sanzang with a look of surprise and surprise.

However, facing the monkey's surprise, Tang Sanzang had no intention of explanation. He was just a transcendent, standing in place like a temporary Buddhist son, smiling at the monkey.

Soon, the monkey reacted, gritted his teeth tightly, knelt on his knees, kowtowed, and said loudly.

"Disciple Sun Wukong, come to see Master!"

"Very good!" At this moment, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face. He gently stroked the monkey's head with one hand, pronounced the Buddha's name and said.

"Amitabha, today you have worshipped me as my master, and you will never let you down. I just hope that your fate with you and my master will go a long way."

For some reason, listening to Tang Sanzang's slow words, the monkey calmed down again, kowtowed to Tang Sanzang repeatedly and said.

"It is a great kindness for Master to save my old grandson from the Five Fingers Mountain. My old grandson will not dare to forget Master's kindness."

"Very good, very good!"

Tang Sanzang nodded quite satisfied, then took the monkey back to the place where the white horse was tied.

However, what made Tang Sanzang quite helpless was that the agile white horse was now limp on the ground, and even white foam was sprayed out from his mouth. I was afraid that he would be scared by the monkey's last roar.
Chapter completed!