At the moment when the young girl transformed by Madam Bones was knocked to death by Monkey King with a stick, Madam White Bones, who had escaped in advance, suddenly felt her spirit lifted up inexplicably.
There is a strange and extremely comfortable feeling.
It was as if her own soul fire origin had been sublimated and transformed, becoming more powerful, condensed, and perfect.
"Strange, how come such an inexplicable feeling occurs? Does Sun Monkey's big stick to beat the demon have the effect of helping to refine, condense and sublimate the origin of the soul?" Madam White Bones hid deep underground, frowning and thinking hard, but it was
I can't figure it out.
She had absolutely no idea.
The three ordinary mortals and their families that she had robbed, devoured and absorbed not long ago were the great tonics specially prepared for her by Duanmu Wan'er, specifically used to replenish and baptize her own essence and life source.
But because she herself is not strong enough to absorb and smelt the three avenues of regular order light, some of them are still accumulated in her body.
Therefore, external help is needed.
And when Sun Wukong's stick hits it, it's like the tempered hammer tool, hammering hard and tempering the rough jade of Lady Bones, invisibly helping Lady Bones to better smelt and absorb it.
All these processes, causes and consequences were all part of Duanmu Wan'er's calculations, and there were no mistakes.
This will allow Madam White Bones to better refine and sublimate her own life source. As for the second point, it will allow Sun Wukong's three dozen White Bone Essences to proceed normally and allow Madam White Bones to participate in the catastrophic incident of traveling westward to obtain Buddhist scriptures.
In order to obtain some benefits in the future from traveling to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures.
If there are no great opportunities and great benefits.
How could it be possible that the mounts of ancient saints, boys, friends of heavenly gods, and even the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas in Western religions, including the mounts they rode, would come down to earth one after another to serve as pilgrims on the way to the west to seek Buddhist scriptures?
The number of catastrophes.
Do you really think those guys with rich backgrounds are idle?
However, Madam White Bones didn't know any of this news. She was still hiding deep underground at this time, frowning and thinking about the inexplicable changes just now, looking inside herself carefully, scanning and searching, lest there be any hidden dangers.
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At the same time, on the other side.
The Sun Wukong used some real skills to crack the deception left by the White Bone Lady, and all the fragrant rice and fried gluten contained in the green porcelain bottles and green sand jars appeared in their original form.
It turned out to be some stubborn rocks in the mountains and a group of toads.
Moreover, there are many maggots crawling and squirming on the backs of these toads. The faint smell of rotting corpses permeates the surrounding fresh air, making it extremely eye-catching and difficult to ignore.
"Amitabha, that's good, that's good, vomit...!"
Master Sanzang closed his eyes, turned his back, and chanted the Buddha's name softly in his mouth. His stomach began to squirm unnaturally, his face turned slightly pale, and he almost vomited on the spot.
Regarding the words spoken by the eldest disciple Sun Wukong, I somewhat believed it.
But unfortunately.
When the second disciple Zhu Bajie saw this scene, he snorted, feeling a little angry, and immediately denied and slandered him.
"Master, talking about this woman, she is a peasant woman here. Because she was delivering food to the fields, she met us on the road, but why did she pretend to be a monster?"
"Brother Monkey's stick is heavy. I'll try to hit her when I walk in, but I'll kill her unexpectedly. I'm afraid you might recite the "Tightening Curse" and deliberately use it as a cover-up to turn into such a dirty thing and act as a cover-up. Keep your eyes open so that you don’t recite the curse."
That Master Tripitaka was extremely pedantic, ignorant, rigid, stubborn, and soft-hearted.
It's just Zhu Bajie's casual slanderous words.
But when it fell into the ears of Master Tripitaka, he believed it completely without thinking, thinking that Sun Wukong deliberately used a method to cover up the crime of killing in public and deceived him so that he would not recite the incantation.
This moment.
Master Tripitaka felt that his intelligence had been insulted, and in addition to Sun Wukong's unceremonious words revealing his inner thoughts before, he immediately became angry and did not allow Sun Wukong to explain.
Put your hands together on your chest, rub the beads in your hands with your thumbs, and close your eyes tightly.
Suddenly, he recited a series of wonderful and difficult-to-speak incantations in a low voice.
"Ahhhhh...!"
"Headache! Headache! Mo Nian! Mo Nian! I have something... to say."
The moment when the tight spell came from the mouth of Master Tripitaka.
The tightening curse that was imprisoned on Sun Wukong's head suddenly shrank crazily. Even though Sun Wukong had already cultivated an indestructible body, he still could not bear the crazy and painful torture of the tightening curse.
Waves of intense pain came over me like a tidal wave, one after another, each wave stronger than the last.
In pain, Sun Wukong rolled on the ground and hit his head on the ground.
It smashed an unknown number of large rocks and hit an unknown number of vigorous and ancient trees. The uneven ground was covered with cracks, leaving huge skull-shaped holes one after another.
"Please master, stop reading it...!"
Master Tripitaka saw this scene and heard Sun Wukong's painful screams for mercy. He suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Sun Wukong who was paralyzed on the ground with a cold expression, and snorted coldly.
"You evildoer, what else can you say?"
"Monks should always take care of themselves, keep their kindness in mind, sweep the floor to avoid killing ants, and cherish moths and gauze lamps. How can you commit murder every step of the way? Beat this innocent woman to death. What's the use of getting the sutra?"
"Just go back!"
After saying these words.
Master Tripitaka immediately closed his eyes again, sat cross-legged on the ground, and recited the Rebirth Mantra to the young girl who died under the rod.
"Go back?" On the ground, Sun Wukong had just recovered his breath when he heard the words spoken by Master Tripitaka. He was immediately startled and subconsciously asked, "Master, where do you want me to go back?" "
At first, Master Tripitaka did not respond to Sun Wukong's question.
After he finished reciting the Rebirth Mantra, he turned to Sun Wukong with a cold expression and said with an indifferent expression: "I don't want you to be my disciple."
"If you don't want me to be your disciple, I'm afraid you won't be able to make it to the West." Sun Wukong stood up. He really didn't know whether to be happy or sad and embarrassed. For a moment, the expression in his eyes was extremely complicated.
Master Tripitaka heard Sun Wukong's arrogant and confident words, and was very disdainful of it. He said angrily: "My life is in heaven, which demon should steam it and eat it? Even if it is boiled, it is not enough. Otherwise, you save me." Are you going to give me a deadline? Go back quickly!"
"Master, it's okay for me to go back, but I haven't repaid your great kindness yet." Sun Wukong responded to Tang Sanzang's words sincerely, but he was a little unsure in his heart whether this guy really didn't want him to be his wife. Disciple?
Or are you digging a hole, preparing to trick him deliberately?
Just in case, he decided to be more sincere and act according to the situation.
With this in mind, Sun Wukong quickly knelt on the ground, facing Master Tripitaka, clasped his hands, performed an ordinary Buddhist salute to Master Tripitaka, and began to sincerely plead for mercy.
"My old grandson once made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace and was seriously injured, so I, the Buddha, suppressed him in Liangjie Mountain."
"Later on, I was fortunate enough to receive precepts from Guanyin Bodhisattva and me, and fortunately my master saved me. If I didn't go to the West with you, it would appear that I am not a gentleman and I will be infamy throughout the ages."