white snake evolution

Chapter 750
Originally, under Sun Wukong's words, Master Sanzang already believed what Sun Wukong said, but Zhu Bajie did not know what kind of mentality he had, and spoke nonsense again, bewitching Master Sanzang.

Master Sanzang's ears were too soft, after listening to Zhu Bajie's words for a while, he immediately believed in Zhu Bajie again.

When I turned my head, I forgot that I believed in Monkey King just now.

"You Poor Monkey, you are really stubborn and hard to get rid of!"

Master Sanzang spoke viciously, and then made the posture of reciting the mantra of the tight band again, opened his mouth slightly, and began to recite quickly.

"Ahhhh...!"

"Mo Nian! Mo Nian! Master Mo... Mo Nian!"

"I'm wrong……!"

The intense and irresistible severe pain erupted again with the crazy tightening of the magic spell on the skull. The painful Monkey King fell to his knees and writhed and rolled on the uneven ground, hitting his head on the ground from time to time.

Trying to use another kind of external impact pain to numb and relieve the horrible pain from the magic spell.

This time.

Master Sanzang recited the incantation of the mantra several times before he stopped.

He made an indifferent and strict teacher's face, lowered his head slightly, stared at Monkey King who was panting heavily, and angrily scolded: "Monkey head! What else to say?"

"The monks who do good deeds are like the grass in the spring garden. They don't see their growth, but they increase every day. Those who do evil are like the stone sharpening a knife. They don't see their damage, but they lose money every day."

"You beat and killed three people in a row in this wilderness, but no one reported it, and you have no opponents. If you go to that city, where people gather, you take the mourning stick, and you don't know what to do for a while, and you beat people up and down. A catastrophe happened, teach me how to get out?"

"Go back!"

"It turns out...that's what's in your heart!" Sun Wukong heard the words of the Great Master Sanzang's angry reprimand, and he, who was already intelligent, immediately heard something different from it.

He sat up slowly, staring at the indifferent and angry Master Sanzang with a pair of pale golden eyes.

He opened his mouth mockingly and said:
"It turns out that from the beginning to the end, what you care about is not the lives of the three people killed by my grandson, but that my grandson did not obey your words, absolutely obey, and there will be no disobedience."

"What matters more is that if my old grandson directly kills those villains who tried to hurt you in a crowded place, what you think is not whether those villains are dead or alive, but that you are afraid that my grandson will implicate you and let you You're in trouble and you can't get out."

Master Sanzang's complexion suddenly changed when he heard Sun Wukong's taunting words, he secretly thought that something was wrong, how could he accidentally speak out the true thoughts in his heart.

Immediately, he put on a dignified look.

Standing on the moral high ground, he angrily reprimanded Sun Wukong for slandering other people's good morals and flouting the Buddhist rules.

"You monkey head, how dare you speak nonsense here and slander the character of the poor monk...!"

"It's hard to say that this mantra has to be recited dozens of times."

Just as Master Sanzang was about to recite the incantation of the Mantra, Monkey King's indignant words rang out again.

"Master, you don't distinguish between good and bad, and you don't distinguish between good and evil. It's really wrong to blame my grandson."

"This guy is clearly a corpse monster. She really wanted to harm you. I beat her to death with a stick to save you from the harm, but you didn't recognize it. Instead, you believed the idiot's slander and chased me many times."

"As the saying goes, there are only three things. If I don't go, I'm really a dirty and shameless person."

"I'm going, I'm going!"

"Go and go, but no one under your command is available anymore."

"You Poor Monkey are getting more and more rude! It seems that only you are available, so Wu Neng and Wu Jing are not available?" Sanzang yelled angrily, pointed at Sun Wukong's forehead with his hand, Lesson out loud.

Then the tone of the words in the mouth changed.

His face naturally showed a look of compassion, and his eyes were full of sad thoughts and memories.

"Amitabha, good, good."

Seeing the appearance of Great Master Sanzang, Monkey King clenched his furry palms tightly. He staggered to stand up, the disappointment and anger in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

The tone was sad, full of aggrieved anger and unwillingness.

"My grandson suffers...!"

"At that time, when you left Chang'an, Liu Boqin sent you on the road; when you arrived at Liangjie Mountain, rescued me and worshiped you as my teacher. I once traveled through ancient caves, entered deep forests, hunted monsters and monsters, subdued demons to protect you, and helped you. You accept the Eight Precepts, you get Drifting Monk, and you suffer all kinds of hardships."

"But now you...! You are so ignorant and foolish, and only teach me to go back. This is the way to hide the bird and hide the bow!"

"Come on! My old grandson is going back!"

"But it's just that there are more magic spells..."

Hearing this, Great Master Sanzang made a serious expression on his face, and made up his mind that he would drive Sun Wukong away this time and never stay by his side.

In his mouth, he swore an oath: "Don't worry, the poor monk will never recite the incantation of the mantra again."

"It's hard to say." Monkey King stood up straight, no longer bowing his knees.

He no longer believed in the words of Master Sanzang, and when he heard the oath that Master Sanzang made, he said in a very unceremonious voice: "If you can't escape when you get to the poisonous devil, Bajiesha The monk can't save you, and at that time, you will definitely think of me, and you can't help but chant again, even if you are separated by a hundred thousand miles, my head still hurts."

"If I have to come to see you again at that time, how can I teach you to break your oath, it is better not to do so now."

Master Sanzang saw that Sun Wukong's words and words hit the hidden thoughts in his heart, and he became more and more annoyed immediately. He immediately rolled off the saddle and got off the horse, and asked Drifting Monk to take out a pen and paper from his bundle.

Immediately, he fetched water from the stream, rubbed ink on the stone, and wrote a derogatory letter with a pen.

Pass it to Monkey King who looks sad and angry.

"Monkey head! Take this as a photo, and I don't want you to be a poor monk's apprentice anymore!"

"If I meet you again, the poor monk will fall into Avici Hell and never be reborn...!"

"Master, you don't need to swear, my old grandson will go now." After finishing speaking, he took a paper of derogation handed over by Master Sanzang, folded the book, kept it in his sleeve, and was about to turn around and leave immediately. Suddenly, something came to mind, and he turned around again.

A pair of pale gold eyes fixedly stared at Master Sanzang, and said aloud: "Master, I also had a fight with you, and I was taught by the Bodhisattva, but now I gave up halfway, and I have never achieved success."

"Please sit down and accept my obeisance, so I can rest assured."

(End of this chapter)