Plane of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 886 There is a kind of injury for your own good

Tang Seng's words were too heartbreaking.

There was nothing to say that night, and each of them found a place to rest.

Tang Monk closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, motionless. Zhu Bajie slept on a big rock with his big belly exposed, and kept chewing while sleeping. Sand Monk leaned against his luggage and slept with his head propped on one hand.

Sun Wukong was lying on the top of a big tree with his legs crossed, but he couldn't close his eyes. Tang Seng's words were still in his ears today, echoing in the monkey's mind.

Are you afraid of yourself, afraid that no one will love you, no one will care about you, afraid that others will say that you are afraid of me!

I really have nowhere to go, am I an exile.

Are you an actor? You have been acting.

Are you alone?

Could it be that he is not the Monkey King he thinks he is, but just a little monkey, a pitiful creature manipulated by others.

Sun Wukong looked at the stars in the sky, and his thoughts drifted away. He was born, learned art, and made troubles in the heavenly palace. He was so powerful in the three realms, but he was suppressed by the Tathagata. For 500 years under Wuzhi Mountain, he ate copper pills and drank molten iron, and was tortured. Isn't it just to sharpen your temper?

Avalokitesvara came to tell me, let me enter the Buddhist family, if I don't enter, I will be suppressed forever, and I will never have a bright future. I have lived this kind of life enough, and I have succumbed.

I promised to protect Tang Monk to learn scriptures, and promised to be a member of the Buddhist family, but within a few days after I came out, I was put on a magic spell. The Buddhist family still didn't trust me, and I was just a pawn, at the mercy of others.

Do you have freedom?

No.

On the Westward Journey, his temperament has been restrained too much now. If Tang Seng's harsh words did not offend him, he would not have made a real or fake Monkey King. But in the end, he only agreed to a small request. It's not just going west obediently.

As Tang Seng said, I am now like an actor, acting all day long.

Sun Wukong suffered from insomnia, the stars were dim all the time, he watched the east turn pale, and the sun rose in the east.

"Disciples, continue on the road."

Tang Seng's voice came from under the tree.

Everyone got up and tidied up and continued on the road. Along the way, everyone seemed to be in a low mood. The Drifting Monk quietly carried the burden, and Monkey King silently opened the way.

After walking for half a day, everyone stopped to rest by a small stream. Tang Seng suddenly said, "Wukong, I didn't say a word all the way. Is there something on my mind?"

Monkey King looked at Tang Seng, and only uttered two words, "No."

Tang Seng smiled lightly and said, "Wukong, in fact, as a teacher, I have long wanted to talk to you. I think your character is flawed."

Sun Wukong's eyelids twitched wildly.

"You are too competitive and aggressive, and you have serious egoism. This is your usual style. You always think that Lao Tzu is the best in the world. When you see a monster, your first reaction is to fight, and the second reaction is to fight. Is fighting the only one?" Do you choose?"

"You like to show off, just like at the Guanyin Temple, the old monk received him warmly. He showed off his cassock collection and let him show off. If you insist on comparing it with my beautiful cassock, it will cause disaster in the end."

"You are not polite, disrespectful to teachers, and disobedient to discipline. How many times have you acted willfully along the way?"

"Being reckless and impulsive, he stole ginseng fruit in Wuzhuang Temple, and then pushed down the ginseng fruit tree regardless of the whole story, causing all kinds of troubles."

"You are impatient and self-willed, with a tough and rude attitude. You like to have the final say. You are aggressive and arrogant, so you are often dissatisfied and resisted by others."

"You always feel that you are invincible in the world, but along the way, there are so many big monsters that you can defeat alone, so..."

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Tang Seng counted Sun Wukong's faults one by one. Speaking of which, this Monkey King has many faults. Although such a person is strong, he is not liked by the leaders and colleagues.

"Huhuhuhu~"

Sun Wukong panted heavily, and the anger that Tang Seng said was soaring upwards.

Tang Seng continued to chatter, but Sun Wukong interrupted, "Why, do you want to drive my old grandson away again?"

But Tang Seng said in no hurry: "Wukong, you see that you have suffered from impatience again, and you can't listen to other people's shortcomings. This is not good, very bad."

"I'm actually doing it for your own good. The journey westward to learn Buddhist scriptures is also a path of practice. Only by getting rid of the problems in your body and seeing the Buddha Tathagata can you truly become a Buddha."

Sun Wukong glared at Tang Seng, "Huh, Lao Sun is not interested in becoming a Buddha now." After speaking, he flew away with a whoosh.

IS.
Another 100 million crit damage was caused to Monkey King.

Tang Seng shook his head pretendingly, and said in a helpless tone: "You are still so disobedient to discipline, as a teacher, all words of gold and jade are good words, and they are all for your own good."

Tang Seng turned his head to look at Zhu Bajie, Zhu Bajie trembled in fright, and slowly retreated.

"Bajie, let me tell you about your problem today as a teacher, stand there and don't move." Tang Seng started shooting at Zhu Bajie again, Zhu Bajie grinned, and could only lower his head and stand obediently.

"Bajie, you have many problems, such as lust, laziness, and sleepiness. You don't think comprehensively about problems, you don't do things seriously, and you like to cut corners. You are easily deceived by beauty. You are greedy for small things and big things. Take it to heart, love puts off the hard things."

Zhu Bajie's face turned pale, and he also enjoyed a million points of psychic attack.

"Master, my old pig is here to find some food." After Zhu Bajie finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and ran away flickeringly.

Tang Seng shook his head: "Another one who doesn't make progress."

After speaking, he looked at Drifting Monk.

A frightened expression flashed across Drifting's face, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, "Master, let this disciple go."

Oh!
Do you need such a big reaction?

"Wujing, you are different from them. You are kind and honest, hard-working, hard-working, silently dedicated, and down-to-earth, which embodies the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation. Ahem, in short, you are very good. Master likes you like this." Tang Seng road.

call!
Drifting breathed a sigh of relief, and then his face showed joy, being praised is always a happy thing.

"Master, I'll get you some water to drink." Drifting got up and said.

"Well, let's go, I'm just thirsty." Tang Seng nodded and said.

Zhu Bajie flew dozens of miles, found a place to stop, and sat down on a big rock, "Oh my god, I'm so sick of this old pig. What's wrong with Master recently? His mouth has become so poisonous. The curse is still powerful, it is really scary if you have cultivated some supernatural powers."

After resting for a while, Zhu Bajie still stood up, "It's better to find something to eat quickly, or you will be told again when you go back, and the old pig will have to give up his life."

I have to say that this poisonous mouth really cured Zhu Bajie's laziness.

(End of this chapter)