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Chapter 391: The poor monk is not afraid

"But I can't help but feel sorry for the donor?"

This ordinary question was spoken by Tang Sanzang, but it revealed an extraordinary taste.

Benevolence, compassion, peace...

It is obvious that the intention is hard to calm down and attacked Tang Sanzang many times, but there is no sign of hostility in it. It seems that the intention is hard to calm down and is both one of the sentient beings and only one of the sentient beings.

And Tang Sanzang, whom he loves, is all sentient beings!

The name of the saint monk Tang Sanzang, who was seeking scriptures, was circulated in the heavenly court for a very high degree, but there were very few who could witness Tang Sanzang’s appearance with their own eyes.

At this moment, when millions of heavenly soldiers and generals looked at the holy monk Tang Sanzang, they only had a feeling in their hearts. I was even more famous than that?

With the emergence of Tang Sanzang, the war between gods and demons was completely terminated, as if fighting in front of such a holy monk who loves peace and loves sentient beings was an unforgivable thing.

"Tang Sanzang..."

Since Tang Sanzang appeared, his behavior of being uneasy has become much more cautious, and he even completely ignored the many gods and Buddhas below, and turned to face Tang Sanzang's direction, asking with a little fear.

"Aren't you about to cross the Flaming Mountain?"

"The donor led the demons to fight against many immortals in the Heavenly Court so shockingly that I naturally could not ignore them, so I returned here with a break."

Tang Sanzang clasped his palms together and explained in a warm voice.

“Ha~”

I couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's ridiculous, Tang Sanzang, have you ever said that you would never look back if you don't reach the Lingshan Mountain in Xitian? So... but did you violate your oath?"

Tang Sanzang was in silence for a moment, his eyes revealed his kindness to all beings, and he said merciful and peacefully.

"I am heading west, with my goal to pay homage to my Buddha in the Western Lingshan Mountain to seek the true scriptures, but what I do is to save all sentient beings. This time, I return to the scene to discourage the donor's struggle with the powerful immortals and gods, so as to avoid the loss of life, and also for sentient beings..."

After a pause, Tang Sanzang added. "It is for all living beings, it is to go east and the road to travel west."

At this moment, countless immortals and gods suddenly had an idea in their hearts - "Saint Monk's Compassion", which is that they are fierce by nature and are hostile to Western Buddhism, and they can't help but feel a little admiration.

If this monk is not pretending to behave, he can indeed be called a great master and holy monk.

And the great saint lion of the mountain, who turned into the true form of a giant lion, opened his mouth and said with a smile. "Grandma, bear, monk, since you have such compassion, why do you have to go to the Mount Laoshizi Xitian Ling, so as not to defile your heart."

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he did not refute anything, but simply declared the Buddha's name firmly in his tone. "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful."

When the great saint lion camel king heard this, he wanted to say something else, but was pulled by the macaque king and signaled. "Look at the monkey beside the monk, do you look like the king? The monk's origin is not simple, I can't see through, and I can't hear anything, so don't say too much."

The Lion Camel King immediately showed a little surprise in his eyes. He naturally knew what his brother had. If he could not even hear anything from the macaque king's natal magical powers, it means that the visitor was definitely not simple.

However, the Lion Camel King, who is a little overbearing by nature, is not willing to be so weak, so he had to mumble and whisper. "Tsk... what kind of Western compassion... the lion... the country is not seen... so..."

As the steps of standing above the head of a thousand-foot golden ape moved slightly, Supreme Treasure immediately understood, and the somersault clouds under his foot moved, landed at a height, merged into the demon clan, and landed not far from Tang Sanzang and his group.

"Then Tang Sanzang, what do you want?" The tone of uneasy was still cold, but compared to the usual dullness, he asked with a little more seriousness.

"Amitabha, I came here just to hope that both parties will stop and that God will have the virtue of living a life. I hope you will give me a face."

Tang Sanzang said in a peaceful tone.

"Face? If I give you face, who will give me face?"

At the same time, the pure white wings behind his back were shocked, and while shooting towards Tang Sanzang, he spoke. "I didn't want to trouble you anymore. Since you have been delivered to you like this, don't blame me for killing you, the great master and holy monk first."

Immediately, Tang Sanzang put his palms together and began to recite the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita again.

"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and he could overcome all sufferings..."

For a moment, in the sight of the gods and Buddhas in the sky, a soft white light shone out from behind Tang Sanzang's head and fell into his body that was uneasy.

"ah……"

Immediately, I couldn't calm down and let out a cry of pain. The figure, like thunder and lightning, stopped instantly and fell to the Flame Mountain in a daze. With a "bang", even the pure white wings behind it disappeared without a trace in a few trembling.

??!!

The gods and Buddhas in the sky were stunned. The arhats who had never stopped reciting the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita were even more dumbfounded and stopped involuntarily.

They kept reciting the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita, but they never stopped, but the effect of being unable to calm the mind was extremely weak. How could the monk Tang Sanzang recite the sutra from the saint monk Tang Sanzang, but the effect was significant, making the mind difficult to calm the mind as if he had encountered some nemesis.

The thoughts that fell on the Flame Mountain were unrestrained and the pain was no longer transformed into pure white wings, but instead stepped heavily on the earth, and wanted to walk towards Tang Sanzang step by step.

However, without waiting for the opportunity, the judicial god Yang Jian, the three princess of Nezha, the three altars sea meeting god, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Lingji Bodhisattva, the throne king Li Jing, the four heavenly kings, the nine stars, the five plagues and five mountains, the twenty-eight stars, etc., all fell on the path to Tang Sanzang, and looked like protecting Tang Sanzang.

Suddenly, the uneasy steps stopped, and there seemed to be a vague feeling.

"Tang Sanzang, do you really want to stop me? You must go against me? There are many gods and Buddhas protecting you today, so are you not afraid that I will find an opportunity to cause trouble for you in the future and tear you to pieces?"

"I... are not afraid..."

Tang Sanzang's tone was full of Red City and Firmness, revealing a sense of life and death without regrets.

"As a monk, I have already put my life, death, honor, disgrace, wealth, etc. aside, so I embarked on the road to the west with the heart of saving all living beings. If I sacrificed my monk alone, I could calm the disputes, that would be a great thing..."
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