Chapter 1395: Buddhism Pays the Bill (Please Subscribe)

Tang Sanzang confessed his crime and accepted the punishment, without any hint of hypocrisy.

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie are both his disciples, and now, if his disciples make mistakes, he will naturally have to bear the responsibility.

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

Listening to Tang Sanzang's words, he felt a little weird.

This Tang Sanzang was just a mortal.

He is also a Buddhist scripture seeker.

It’s not easy to deal with.

Punishment will definitely not work.

The main reason was that he was afraid that Tang Sanzang would not be able to bear this kind of punishment. If he died from torture, the Buddhist sect would probably fight for him.

Tying him up is already a severe punishment.

"But it's okay to scare them."

Looking at Sun Wukong, Zhen Yuanzi's eyes fell on Tang Sanzang again, "Tang Sanzang, as a master, you are not good at teaching your disciples. The poor Taoist wants to fry you in a frying pan. Do you have any complaints?" "

"No."

Tang Sanzang shook his head, "It's all because the poor monk has failed to discipline him well. If the Taoist priest wants to punish him, then come and do it."

Anyway, he admitted his crime and accepted the punishment.

It’s okay not to admit it.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Tang Sanzang knew this very well, and he couldn't let his disciple feel cold at this time.

really.

As soon as Tang Sanzang finished speaking, whether it was Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie or Sha Wujing.

All were jealous.

There is such a protective master, even if he is just a mortal, he is still admirable at this moment.

This is a good master.

Sun Wukong struggled and said: "Taoist Master, one person is responsible for each person's work. It was me who stole the ginseng fruit, and I also knocked down the ginseng fruit tree. If you want to punish me, then punish me."

"..."

Very responsible.

Zhen Yuanzi was somewhat appreciative.

However, he still looked very cold and stern on the surface, "Are you the stone monkey Sun Wukong who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago?"

"Exactly."

"Since you want to be punished on your master's behalf, go over there and fry it in the oil pan."

"Why don't you dare?"

He, Sun Wukong, was born a stone monkey and had learned magical powers. How could he not dare to fry in a frying pan?

Immediately put it in the frying pan.

Although the feeling was unpleasant and his cultivation was of little use, Zhen Yuanzi did not kill him.

Even just a skin injury.

This injury is not important to him.

Therefore, he had an ulterior motive, and Sun Wukong also secretly guessed the motive of the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi.

What exactly does he mean?

The oil pan has exploded.

Sun Wukong is safe and sound, which is naturally the result of Zhen Yuanzi's mercy. Otherwise, Sun Wukong, relying on Taiyi Golden Immortal, would never be Zhen Yuanzi's opponent.

Sun Wukong himself knows this very well.

Subsequently.

Zhen Yuanzi brought up the matter of saving the ginseng fruit trees, saying that as long as Sun Wukong could save his own ginseng fruit trees, then forget about the ginseng fruits that they stole.

In addition, it was generously allowed to travel westward.

He also promised that as long as Sun Wukong accomplished this, he was willing to become brothers with different surnames.

Commonly known as worshiping the handle.

In other words, he is a powerful man who is a quasi-sage and perfect, and he wants to become a sworn sworn brother to Sun Wukong, the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

It's scary.

For Sun Wukong, it is also a huge good thing. From now on, he will also have a brother.

And it's very powerful.

"Is this true?"

Sun Wukong looked at Zhen Yuanzi, wondering what he was thinking.

Perhaps, he wanted to confirm the authenticity of Zhen Yuanzi's words.

But so be it.

For a strong man like Zhen Yuanzi, he always felt that the other party should have some ulterior secrets.

Otherwise he would not have been able to make such a request.

It's so unfair.

"Of course it's true, as long as you save my ginseng tree, it doesn't matter whether you hire someone or do it yourself."

There is no limit to the method.

Zhen Yuanzi felt that he was very magnanimous.

He is also willing to give up his identity and face.

It doesn’t matter what you do.

In this way, everything will make sense.

Sun Wukong: "..."

He suddenly felt that what the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi said was very reasonable, and he seemed to have taken advantage.

He rolled his eyes and said immediately: "Okay, since you have said so, Great Immortal, then I, the old grandson, will save your ginseng fruit tree."

"OK."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled and reminded: "But you only have ten days. If you have more time, don't blame Pindao for being rude to your master."

"It's a deal!"

Sun Wukong nodded, "Ten days is ten days, I can't accept it."

In fact, he has no way to save the ginseng fruit tree in Zhen Yuanzi. The only person he can think of at present is the place where he studied under him.

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and the Three Stars Cave with the slanting moon.

Ancestor Bodhi.

Only by looking for Patriarch Bodhi may there be a chance of survival.

That is his real master and a powerful person, but so far Sun Wukong does not know the true identity of his master.

Never asked.

Now I don’t know if I can still find my master.

Ancestor Bodhi.

but.

Soon Sun Wukong returned disappointed.

Patriarch Bodhi did not see him, and after begging for a long time, he only gave him directions to the South China Sea.

In the South China Sea, all Sun Wukong could think of was Guanyin Bodhisattva, the powerful being of Buddhism.

"That's all."

After thinking for a long time, he decided to go to the Purple Bamboo Forest in Nanhai to have a look. Maybe Guanyin Bodhisattva had a way to save the ginseng fruit trees.

The ginseng fruit tree was knocked down by him. It was not difficult to prop it up, but to revive it and keep it growing, some special resources were needed.

For example, the Three Lights Divine Water.

That was the best thing, enough to make the ginseng fruit tree grow and recover.

Purple Bamboo Forest.

Guanyin Bodhisattva naturally knew Sun Wukong's purpose. The knocking down of the ginseng fruit tree was planned by Buddhism.

It was nothing more than paying the bill.

Now it was time to pay the bill.

She nodded to Sun Wukong, "Since you have come to my South China Sea, I will go with you."

In the jade bottle in her hand, there was the Three Lights Divine Water, which could easily revive the ginseng fruit tree.

However.

She didn't have much of the Three Lights Divine Water.

If she had more, there might be no more.

But for the Buddhist plan of the Journey to the West, and for the Buddhist sect to become stronger in this calamity, she had to make certain sacrifices.

Soon.

The two came to Wuzhuang Temple.

Looking at the ginseng fruit tree that was knocked down by Sun Wukong, Guanyin Bodhisattva also sighed slightly, "Originally, this spiritual root had problems, but it is quite special."

It is the body of Zhen Yuanzi.

If it were not for setting this difficulty for Tang Sanzang, it is estimated that Buddhism would not be a victim.

Now.

There is no way.

She had to help save it.

Sun Wukong watched all this with interest, and secretly said: "What Brother Jiang said before is really true, and the Buddhists will really pay for it."

Looking at it this way.

There are still many places where Buddhism will have to pay in the future.

He smiled secretly, "In the future, the difficulties encountered along the way, I don’t even need to do it myself, I can just ask for help from Buddhism."

Anyway, those people want to get some merits.

It just saves me from doing it myself.

Even if he doesn’t invite them, those people will still come.

So.

It doesn’t make any sense.

It’s better now, he feels very comfortable.

After Guanyin Bodhisattva revived the ginseng fruit tree, Zhen Yuanzi also kept his promise and became sworn brothers with Sun Wukong.

It was refreshing.

In the following time, after a celebration, Tang Sanzang and his five disciples continued to embark on the journey to the west.

And Jiang Que and the black bear spirit, who were hiding not far from Wuzhuang Temple, slowly revealed their figures.

And headed towards Wuzhuang Temple.

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