"I didn't humiliate him." Xuanzang said aggrievedly.

"Why not?" Sun Wukong shouted: "I said I killed immortals as well as hemp, but you asked me if I could dry my eyes. Isn't this a blatant humiliation?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." The great monk said, "He is caring about you."

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Sun Wukong raised his golden cudgel and pointed at the master and apprentice: "If you don't want him to die, fine, you die for him."

"One of them must die?" the great monk asked.

Sun Wukong sneered and said nothing.

"Master, please leave quickly, this matter has nothing to do with you." Xuanzang shouted loudly.

"You came here because of me, how can it have nothing to do with me?" The great monk shook his head and took the initiative to walk towards Sun Wukong: "Demon King, this poor monk will die on behalf of his disciples."

"don't want."

Xuanzang stood up abruptly, and the three hundred children's songs he had carried in his arms jumped out and fell to the ground.

Sun Wukong raised his hand and pointed forward, and a golden hair flew out and turned into a fairy rope, tightly binding Xuanzang's body.

"You are a respectable monk." After imprisoning Xuanzang, Sun Wukong poked the monk with a golden hoop and said, "Do you have any last words? Tell them quickly. After I finish explaining, I will send you on your way."

The great monk turned to look at his disciple who was full of fear and tears, and said with a smile: "I will tell you two final words. First, only after you have experienced pain can you understand the true suffering of all living beings. Only after you have experienced attachment can you let go of attachment. Only when you have been worried can you be free from worry. Secondly, there are 300 children's songs. You don't need to sing them out, you have to use your heart."

"boom."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong knocked his head open, blood splattered and dyed Xuanzang's shoes red.

Xuanzang was stunned, his face dull.

"What are the three hundred children's songs?" Sun Wukong wiped the blood on the golden cudgel on the monk's clothes and looked at Xuanzang.

Xuanzang raised his head slightly, clasped his hands together, with a majestic appearance, and suddenly released golden brilliance from his body: "Let me tell you what that is."

Sun Wukong felt something was wrong, so he held the golden cudgel with both hands, flew up suddenly, and hit Xuanzang hard.

But when the iron rod came into contact with the golden light outside Xuanzang's body, Sun Wukong was suddenly sucked into a peaceful world of birds singing and flowers fragrant, and black energy was continuously released from his body.

"Ahhhh..."

He screamed and tried to stop him, but he had no means to stop him. In the end, he returned to his human appearance from the monster form with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth.

"Amitabha." Xuanzang, dressed in white and with a clean face, appeared in this world and placed his hand on Sun Wukong's head.

Three days later.

Xuanzang walked out of Gaojiazhuang with three figures and climbed onto the back of a white horse parked at the entrance of the village.

This horse is Duan Xiaoxiao.

At that time, Master Kong took away Duan Xiaoxiao and Wusha, but left behind the white horse and the power car.

"Master, where are we going?" Sun Wukong scratched his ears and asked.

"A small fishing village." Xuanzang said.

Sun Wukong was silent, and the image of the young man in white suddenly flashed in his mind.

Everything fell into Fang Yan's hands, only Chen Xuanzang became the key to overcoming the catastrophe, and he even used the Tathagata Sun Sutra to eliminate the hostility in his heart and the demonic energy in his body.

"What are you going to do in a small fishing village?" Zhu Ganghe, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, asked.

Why do people sit at home and disaster comes from heaven?

He was singing an opera leisurely in Gaojiazhuang when the monkey next to him hit him and almost beat him to death.

So, it’s not that his bones are soft, it’s actually the monkey’s iron rod that is harder.

"Going to meet an old friend." Xuanzang patted the horse and said, "Drive!"

The next day.

The sound of horse hooves suddenly stopped in front of a wooden house. Xuanzang turned over and dismounted and said loudly: "Brother Kong Kong, I'm here to keep the appointment."

Qin Yao walked out of the room, glanced at the three demons behind him, and said with a smile: "Please come in."

The three demons stepped into the wooden house alone and looked around. They saw Miss Duan and the Five Demons standing in a row by the wall, with a yellow talisman affixed to their foreheads.

"They are too noisy." Qin Yao explained.

Xuanzang nodded and looked deeply at Miss Duan: "Brother Kong Kong, please lift their restrictions."

Qin Yao waved, and the yellow talisman attached to the foreheads of the six people suddenly jumped down and flew into his sleeves.

"Xuan Zang." The moment he saw Chen Xuanzang, Duan Xiaoxiao didn't care about trouble with Qin Yao and said with a smile on his face.
Chapter completed!