The "Light of the Righteous Way" suddenly lit up from behind Tang Sanzang's head, and lit up in this mountain. Its light was not strong, nor was it dazzling.

However, this light, which was only a few degrees stronger than the moonlight, seemed to shine deep in the hearts of the monks.

Grudge, greed, arrogant...

Just as the impure thoughts of expelling Princess Gaoyang at that time, most of the negative emotions of the monks were immediately dispelled.

The monk in white, who had his palms folded and his eyebrows lowered his eyes, looked different from ordinary people against the backdrop of this light, as if a Buddhist son had descended on earth.

"She is crazy, why not wake up?"

Tang Sanzang opened his lips and teeth lightly, and a soft sound rang out, but it came into the ears of the monks, like a twilight drum and morning bell, making their spirit clear.

"We monks should be ashamed of heaven and earth and bend down to save all living beings. Why do we hold guns and knives and want to do this robbery?"

"Touch the scar on the head and look at the monk's robe on the body. Is this kind of action in accordance with the rules and regulations?"

As soon as this statement was spoken, it was like a deep resonance in the hearts of the monks, which made the monks involuntarily look ashamed. The swords, guns and sticks that were tightly held in their hands and pointed at Tang Sanzang could not help but hang down, and they did not dare to point themselves at this holy monk who was like a Buddhist son.

How could such a person and such a holy monk steal? How could he violate Buddhist precepts in life?

The monks' hearts were shaken about Elder Jinchi's statement.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot..."

With Tang Sanzang's whisper, the monks' hands holding weapons subconsciously relaxed.

"Bang...bang..."

A series of sounds of weapons falling to the ground kept ringing one after another, and the monks' free hands folded in front of their chests, staring at the holy monk Tang Sanzang in the center with shame.

"Holy monks and great masters, I have to mention something, which made me awaken!" Then, waves of confusion sounded among the monks.

Tang Sanzang nodded slightly, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and asked, "Amitabha, I will ask you, why do you want to commit an offense late at night?"

Facing the moment, Tang Sanzang, who was like a Buddhist son, was convinced from the bottom of their hearts and respect, the monks did not dare to hide it. The leader of Monk Guangzhi even told all the things and sold Elder Jinchi completely.

Tang Sanzang pondered for a while, maintained the state of "the light of the right way", and then said, "Well, have you ever violated the precepts of hurting and killing people in the past?"

As soon as this statement was said, among the monks who maintained a clear mentality under the "light of the right path", the head of Monk Guangzhi, more than ten monks immediately showed a look of shame on their faces, and they quietly set out, just like they were kneeling and bowing to Tang Sanzang in the past, saying as if they were looking at Guanyin statues in the past, saying with shame.

"We have hurt others, but we have never harmed others' lives. Please ask the holy monk to take a clear understanding."

"Why hurt someone?"

"The host of Jinchi has his life and dare not refuse to obey."

"It was also a passerby who passed by Guanyin Zen Temple. Elder Jinchi fell in love with someone else's treasure?" Tang Sanzang asked again.

"That's the most. In the past, we also used to hold guns, knives, sticks, intimidate and threaten the other party and force the other party to submit. When encountering those who refuse to follow, we will forcibly conquer the other party, but we have never harmed human life."

Tang Sanzang glanced at him and knew that their answers were not like falsehoods, so he spoke. "If you harm people's lives, you will naturally repay them with cause and effect, but if it was just a violation of the precepts..."

Speaking of this, Tang Sanzang paused and fell into thinking.

The "light of the right path" is not the ability to forcibly distort other people's thoughts, it is just the ability to expel negative thoughts to a certain extent and reveal the pure nature of truth and goodness.

But it is just an expulsion, not a permanent change.

In other words, although these monks sincerely repent now, they may not be able to turn around for a long time, and the same thing emerges again.

However, these monks did not die after all. Tang Sanzang was not a casual killer, but was both ordinary people. Tang Sanzang was not arrogant enough to be qualified to judge them.

After thinking for a long time, Tang Sanzang pronounced the Buddha's name and spoke.

"If you sincerely repent, listen to my monk chanting scriptures, keep it in mind, and recite it often to keep the spiritual platform clear and prevent evil thoughts from invading. I hope that in the future, you will do many good deeds and many good results to repay the cause and effect."

"It's... the holy monk..."

As Tang Sanzang sat cross-legged, the many monks around him sat cross-legged, staring at Tang Sanzang with concentration.

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

"Shariputra, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color..."

The sounds of the Sanskrit sounds came to my ears, and the monks were fascinated by the hazy consciousness, and felt that their minds were washed away.

The Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita is not a temple collection that Tang Sanzang once practiced, but was written by Tang Sanzang based on his past memories.

After all, as a monk, reciting scriptures is considered a basic homework, so in order to avoid trouble, Tang Sanzang wrote a book himself and often carried it with him.

However, gradually, Tang Sanzang discovered that the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita had various strange effects. Not only could heal many evil spirits in Shuangcha Ridge, but reciting them on a regular basis was also of great benefit to his own mental state.

Therefore, Tang Sanzang had no idea of ​​hiding his own selfishness, and he spread the "Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita" to many monks to avoid being obsessed with ghosts again.

However, at this moment, a gust of black wind swept over and an unexpected guest arrived.

"Brother Jin Chi, is this Tang Sanzang?"

Out of caution, the black bear spirit who stayed outside the range of the "Light of the Righteous Way" asked with some fear. "Why don't this situation look like an ordinary monk?"

Elder Jinchi stared at the scene where he sat cross-legged on the ground, emitting bursts of light. He was surrounded by a large number of monks, and his heart was instinctively tightened.

But now that things have come to this point, Elder Jinchi, who has no way out, spoke without hesitation.

"King, it turns out that Tang Sanzang is a demon monk. No wonder he wants to take my monk's secret robes. Now, in this situation, he is probably using some magic tricks to try to turn the monks into puppets."

"It's so hateful?" A trace of suspicion flashed through the black bear, but under the preconceived concept, he instinctively believed Elder Jinchi's words.

The next moment, the black bear spirit put down Elder Jinchi and rushed towards Tang Sanzang like a wild beast.

At the same time, just as the black bear spirit approached the mountain, there was ambergris hanging on his mouth. Ao Yu, who was sleeping sweetly, instinctively wrinkled his nose, as if he was smelling something...

"Is there any demonic energy?" Ao Yu suddenly opened his big round eyes and instinctively wanted to find Tang Sanzang's figure.
Chapter completed!