Chapter 731: Learning Theory From a Master

Under Tang Sanzang's words, Sun Wukong closed his eyes tightly, and his mind kept flashing through all kinds of past experiences.

The bloody and treacherous scenes of the past passed by like a revolving lantern.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong opened his eyes abruptly. He didn't say a word. There was only a chilling murderous intent in his eyes. The strong murderous aura seemed to condense into substance, and even the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart.

At the same time, a powerful fighting spirit burst out from his body, rushing straight into the sky. The thick dark clouds that were originally densely covered in the sky were instantly scattered and fled by the impact of this fighting spirit.

"Good!!!"

Tang Sanzang felt the fighting spirit in Sun Wukong and smiled as he removed the six-character mantra seal on the Five Fingers Mountain.

"Master, I am here!"

Sun Wukong intuitively felt no more pressure on his body. It was just a mountain without the seal of Buddha's power. Sun Wukong just shook his shoulders lightly and instantly shattered the Five Elements Mountain that suppressed him.

Boom~~~

The Five Fingers Mountain collapsed like a building block. The entire Tang Dynasty border could feel the terrifying vibration. Countless birds and beasts fled in the mountains and forests.

Sun Wukong knelt on one knee, leaned forward slightly, and faced Tang Sanzang in a respectful and pious manner.

His furry hand gently rested on his knee, and he looked at the monk in front of him firmly, and said solemnly:

"Master, please accept my disciple's worship!"

Sun Wukong decided to worship Tang Sanzang as his master this time, not to pursue more powerful magical powers, but to learn Tang Sanzang's ideas and thoughts.

Once, he experienced a painful failure that he could not forget, which made him realize that it was difficult to compete with the Heavenly Court with his own strength alone, even if he gathered the strength of the entire demon clan.

What was even more terrifying was that the core masters in the Heavenly Court did not even need to show up in person, and could easily defeat him with just one move.

Although he had unparalleled power and was only one step away from entering the Golden Immortal Realm, he was stuck in this realm and could not break through because he could not match it in terms of mind and thought.

Therefore, Sun Wukong knew that strength alone was far from enough. In order to defeat the Heavenly Court,

he urgently needed a clear, precise and leading core idea and action program as his solid spiritual pillar.

Only in this way could he unite all the thousands of creatures in the world who were oppressed by gods and Buddhas.

Because only by letting these sentient beings see the true face of gods and Buddhas and recognize their hypocritical nature can they get rid of the deep imprints left by gods and Buddhas in the depths of people's hearts and let them give up all unrealistic fantasies.

Only in this way, with concerted efforts, can we truly overthrow those bastards who are high above the clouds and domineering.

However, Sun Wukong has been thinking about the world for more than 700 years, but he still has not been able to see his true nature and find his own way. All he feels in his mind is confusion and helplessness, and he feels indignant about the unfairness of the heavenly court.

Now, Tang Sanzang's words appear in his life like a ray of hope,

let him see the way to make up for his ideological defects, see the dawn of breaking through the golden immortal, and see the possibility of overthrowing the system of gods and Buddhas.

It also makes him believe that by practicing with this wise master, he will definitely be able to find the key that can support him to achieve his grand goal.

Tang Sanzang felt the incomparable power of Sun Wukong, and a burst of joy surged in his heart. He was still very clear about his own weight.

Although he was a giant in thought, he could only be regarded as a dwarf in reality in this world ruled by gods and Buddhas.

Sun Wukong was obviously a person who could help him practice what he thought and thought, so he was naturally very happy that he was worshipping him as his master.

He quickly and skillfully tidied up Sun Wukong's slightly messy hair and helped him dust off the dust on his clothes.

After everything was tidied up, Tang Sanzang couldn't wait to pull Sun Wukong over, sat on the ground, and began to teach him the profound Buddhist concepts he had realized.

Sun Wukong listened to Tang Sanzang's explanation attentively, his fiery eyes flashed with excitement, staring closely at the master in front of him, as if he was afraid of missing even a word.

However, Sun Wukong's colorful past and magnificent experience made him by no means just a passive listener.

Whenever Tang Sanzang talked about the key points of Buddhism, Sun Wukong would express his unique insights at the right time, and even engage in fierce debates with Tang Sanzang.

Sun Wukong sometimes cited scriptures and listed various strange things he had encountered as examples;

Sometimes he questioned and challenged Tang Sanzang's views with his sharp thinking and sharp words.

The two of them exchanged opinions and expressed their own views in the desolate ruins of the Five Elements Mountain.

They were not only a master and apprentice relationship, but also close friends who learned from each other. Through mutual communication and discussion, they continuously deepened and improved their understanding of the true meaning of Buddhism.

Just as the atmosphere of the debate between Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong became more and more heated, suddenly, a delicate shout came from the air: "Here!"

It turned out that Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly attacked without warning.

She raised her jade hand lightly, and a magical spell containing supreme power shot out like lightning, and fell directly on Sun Wukong's head.

The spell was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye it had landed steadily on the top of Sun Wukong's head.

In an instant, the spell glowed brightly, and it quickly penetrated into Sun Wukong's flesh and blood as if it had life, and merged with his body and soul at an astonishing speed, forming a golden hoop, which was worn on his head.

Guanyin held a willow branch in her hand, and chanted: "Sun Wukong, this is the spell of the tight hoop, which is specially designed for you, and is designed to make your heart return to the right path and the six thieves disappear. Just bear with it!"

After that, she continued to chant the spell that activated the golden hoop.

As Guanyin chanted softly, the spell of the tight hoop seemed to turn into invisible forces, spreading towards Sun Wukong like ripples.

These forces were like spring breezes, gently brushing Sun Wukong's body and mind, trying to dispel the long-hidden hostility in his heart.

However, for Sun Wukong, this feeling was not so wonderful.

He only felt his eyes swelling and the pain was unbearable, as if his eyeballs were about to be squeezed out; his head seemed to explode, and the severe pain made him roll on the ground, screaming miserably.