Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

"What happened next?"

Hearing this, the storyteller on the stage suddenly shut up, and the bewildered audience all opened their mouths and looked at Li Tong with bright eyes.

But I saw him smiling nonchalantly, as if he had already given all the answers.

Among the floors where immortals and gods gathered, Marshal Tianpeng patted his thigh and said with deep understanding:

"It's over, it's over!"

"It's true that this little monk is a cultivator, but he has never encountered a woman in his nine lifetimes. How can he see through love?"

Everyone stared at him, but they all had the same thought in their hearts.

Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, how can we forget such a feeling?

"In ancient times, heroes suffered from beauty. Perhaps this was the calamity destined for him. If he couldn't overcome it, how could he talk about the future?"

"I don't think so."

The demon master Kun Peng, who said little but silently watched Li Tong, suddenly said meaningfully:

"Perhaps this is the beginning of change."

"But don't forget, this is his last reincarnation."

Everyone was stunned and felt that this statement seemed to have some possibility of becoming a reality.

Li Tong put down the cup in his hand, listened to all the discussion sounds, smiled calmly, and lowered his voice slightly:

"On this day, after Miss Xiu left, Sanzang returned to the meditation room, tossing and turning all night, unable to sleep at all, with one sentence surging in his mind."

"Take refuge in Buddha, take refuge in Dharma, take refuge in Sangha, take refuge in beautiful girls..."

On the second day, Jin Chan came down the mountain.

But in shock, I got bad news!

An evil demon entered the village at the foot of the mountain and killed the villagers, and Miss Xiu was unfortunately killed.

At this moment, looking at Miss Xiu's broken body, Sanzang's eyes were blurred, he felt that the Dharma was powerless, and his heart was filled with pain.

A heart felt as if it was pierced by thousands of needles, and the tears in the eyes could not stop falling, but the clasped hands and murmuring mouths were subconsciously carrying out meaningless salvation.

He never knew that his heart could hurt so much.

At this moment, the memory of the previous life emerged from the depths of the soul. Amid the mixture of blood, the only thing that remained unchanged seemed to be the Buddha, the aloof Buddha.

He can cut off his own flesh and blood in order to save living beings, and he can actively feed demons with his body...

He never shed a tear despite the suffering and misery of his eight lives, and the eight lives he obeyed the Buddha's words and died generously.

But somehow, at this moment, Sanzang just wanted to cry.

It turns out that the death of some people is far more painful than your own death.

The Buddha said that there is reincarnation of cause and effect. He used to believe it, but today he doesn't believe it.

"well..."

"Everything in the world is unpredictable, but I didn't expect it to end like this."

Qiong Xiao, who was most active in the past, also became quiet at this time, and it was rare for her to utter such a gentle word.

On the seventh floor, Empress Nuwa also put down the cup in her hand and sighed with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

Is there reincarnation in that world?

Having witnessed the act of mending the sky by an immortal who was very similar to her but not her own, Nuwa knew that it probably did not exist.

Tripitaka, it was just an accident.

There was a sigh of relief in the Star-Zhaing Tower. Although the immortals and gods had become indifferent to the seven emotions and six desires due to years of spiritual practice, the past was unbearable to look back on, and some memories from the past emerged.

The Bull Demon King, who has a hot temper but is rarely a sentimental demon, sighed helplessly:

"This may be the so-called love calamity. This young monk has gone through eighty reincarnations and has long looked down upon all pain and suffering. But who would have thought that with such a mind, it would be difficult to resist the word love."

"Sure enough, as Marshal Tianpeng said, a hero is saddened by a beauty."

At the end, he smacked his mouth and muttered:

"I hope this thief won't give me a hard time when the time comes."

Everyone curled their lips, but didn't say much.

Although the emotional calamity originates from the human heart, the delusional thoughts come from heaven. At this time, he complained about heaven, which seems to be due to something.

Fairy Bixiao bit her lip lightly, as if feeling pity:

"Bah! What's the point of learning this bullshit Buddha?"

"What did he do wrong, little monk, to make him suffer all the suffering in the world? Reincarnations of life and death so many times are not enough, and now you want to use such things to hurt his heart?"

Zhao Gongming on the side looked at Bixiao, who showed such an expression for the first time, and felt deeply in his heart.

But he didn't speak as carelessly as usual, he just said with a little helplessness:

"In worldly cultivation, if you forget all emotions or even become empty of the four elements, don't you have to first experience the extremes of the seven emotions and six desires, and then let go of them all? Only then can you finally realize an eternal and unmoving mind of the Tao of Nirvana?"

"It's strange, it's just that he has embarked on a path of no return."

"This is what I disdain. Practice, practice, and practice until you have no emotions. What's the use of practicing?"

Most of the listeners in the inn thought so too.

This must be a trick of the so-called Buddhist sect. In order to make Tripitaka surrender, it has repeatedly set up all kinds of hardships on his reincarnation.

I want to know the next story and how Sanzang became Sanzang.

Ever since, they all looked at Li Tong again, waiting for his words.

Li Tong chuckled and continued immediately:

"After this incident, Tripitaka seemed to have overcome everything, as if he suddenly had an epiphany. His cultivation in Buddhism almost progressed by leaps and bounds, but from then on no one saw a smile on his face again.

"

The pictures rotated and unfolded before the eyes of many listeners.

In just a few years, no one in the entire Tang Dynasty could beat him through scripture analysis.

Every time Tripitaka opened an altar to lecture on Buddhism, people from all over the world came to pay homage to him. Countless people came to listen to his lectures. Even some robbers with blood-stained hands and even man-eating monsters were influenced by him and worshiped the Buddha for the rest of his life.

His reputation spread among the people, and was eventually learned by the contemporary emperor, who fell in love with him and worshiped him as his imperial younger brother.

Later, Sanzang took the initiative to petition for the sake of the people of the world, and went to the Holy Land of Ultimate Bliss in the West to seek the Mahayana Buddhism that can truly save the world.

After hearing this, the influence of Tripitaka's suffering in the previous series was gradually separated, and many listeners once again looked at Tripitaka with a critical eye.

"Mr. Li, it seems that this Tripitaka is at best the story of a seeker. What if he finally goes to Lingshan to obtain the true scriptures and successfully becomes a Buddha?"

"Are you really worthy of being called one of the strongest in the world?"

"Indeed, going through such hardships all the way to enlightenment and becoming a Buddha seems to be an extraordinary achievement in Buddhism, but in the world of heaven and earth, it is probably only a handful."

"Yes, how can Tripitaka, who is mediocre in Buddhism like this, be the master of the Great Sage? Sir, did you make a mistake before?"

The shouts of these people are very different from what the immortals and gods are thinking.

Even though they were touched by his suffering and felt pity, Sanzang's character seemed to them to be too weak!

How can a cultivator leave his wealth and life completely in the hands of a so-called Buddha?

He said he was going to die, so he went to die. What kind of practice could he do in this way?

This has no resemblance to the Immortal Qin Shihuang, or even the spirit of Emperor Ye Tian and others that Li Tong once said before. In comparison, it can only be said that they are worlds apart.

I originally thought that he would wake up after the death of the beautiful girl, abandon the high-sounding Buddhist path, and embark on the righteous path of cultivation.

But now that we have stopped all the way, there is no sign of that.

This makes them a little confused.

Sanzang Sanzang, when will you become Sanzang?

Amid the doubtful and strange looks on everyone's face, Li Tong continued to speak without any explanation:

"However, the journey to the west to seek Buddhist scriptures is extremely difficult and difficult. It is one hundred and eight thousand miles long. There are countless demons and monsters along the way. It is full of disasters and extremely dangerous."

"Sanzang is just a monk with profound Buddhist teachings now. How can he survive safely under the nose of such a monster?"

"Therefore, if he wants to complete his mission, he is destined to need the help of others."

"By chance, he rescued a monkey from under a five-finger-shaped mountain. He called himself the Monkey King. He once caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace, but he was hesitant and unclear as to why he ended up in such a situation.

"

hiss!

Those words just fell out, causing all the listeners in the Star-Zhaing Tower to boil and gasp in surprise.

At the same time, those with great supernatural powers who had never been here in person were also shocked.

Monkey King!

Havoc in heaven!

Still a monkey!

Isn't it all connected by him?

What just made them a little depressed was that it seemed that the Great Sage had lost that battle, otherwise how could they have ended up in this situation.

Will it require a mortal's rescue?

Looking at the scene in front of him, Bai Ze couldn't believe it:

"Impossible, how could the Great Sage be suppressed under the stone mountain? Even if he was defeated when he left, it shouldn't be like this!"

He muttered to himself, his eyes dull, as if his faith had been shattered.

Many listeners who were still obsessed with the unfinished story of Sun Wukong also sighed at this time.

Who would have thought that the Great Sage, who was so iron-clad and full of fighting spirit, would actually be defeated, and just like what he temporarily said, he would never come back.

And now, I don’t know how many years later, I have become the protector of a Western monk.

Could it be said that the unyielding fighting spirit born from the unwilling souls of countless creatures has now had his spine broken and his proud spine bent?

No, it’s impossible, there must be something hidden in it!

Countless people thought this in their hearts. At that moment before seeing the truth, they were unwilling to believe that the Great Sage would succumb to the hypocritical gods in the heavens.

Because he was born to overthrow them!

Emperor Xin of the Shang Dynasty also frowned and shook his head slightly:

"This may not be the case. We haven't seen the whole picture, so making more guesses will inevitably be a bit extreme."

"And my husband has said before that all realms coexist in the heavens, and a small wave can cause the same world to branch into different branches."

"Perhaps, the great sage who overthrew the false gods is the real one, and what we see now is just an inconspicuous tributary in the long river of time. It cannot be taken seriously."

After hearing this, the gods and gods nodded slightly.

I think what he said has some meaning, and it seems to be the same.

But what the truth is, Li Tong still has to tell them personally.

However, through Li Tong's description, they have now accepted and understood the existence of all heavens and worlds, and know that there are countless similar worlds and the same characters in the chaos.

And that number may even exceed the stars in the sky, making it difficult to count.

From this point of view, among the countless similar worlds, the failed great sage may be the most common.

And the black myth told by Li Tong at this time may be one of them.

It would be a pity not to tell the results of the Great Sage before, perhaps just to prevent them from losing hope.

What is being told now is all the truth.

No matter how hypocritical the gods are, heaven is always standing behind them.

Trying to go against the will of heaven with one person's power is ultimately too...overestimating one's own capabilities.

...

The screen continues.

In front of everyone's eyes, there appeared this strange combination of a man, a monkey, a monk and a demon. Although they seemed to be separated from each other, they walked firmly towards the west.

Watching the changes in the scene, people still sighed a little.

Although the remaining thoughts told them that this monkey was probably not the Monkey King they had expected, at this moment when they saw the monkey with dull hair and extreme desolation, they still felt a little unspeakable loss in their hearts.

At the same time, they were also complaining about Li Tong in their hearts. This monkey was obviously not the great sage they thought. Why did he drag it out to explain it to attract so much of their attention.

Now it seems that although this monkey looks familiar, it does not have the fearless demeanor of the great sage who fought for his whole life and looked at the world.

The great sage's eyes were always burning with blazing fire, and the unyielding fighting spirit in his heart was manifest at that time, so that people with sneaky intentions would not dare to look at him.

But what about this monkey now?

His eyes were dull and erratic, and his expression seemed to have lowered eyebrows and lowered his eyes, without any trace of arrogance at all.

Leading a horse for a bald man, speaking kindly to a mortal.

This is really far from the image of the Great Sage they have in mind.

It was so big that they guessed that what Li Tong was talking about at this time must not be the black mythical world of the previous days, but another flower similar to it in the heavens.

It must be like this!

How could the Great Sage be defeated? How could he be defeated?

And the current Master Tripitaka has long lost the spirituality he had in the small temple. Although he has become famous all over the world, there is no trace of vitality in him.

Like an old man who is about to decay, exuding a gloomy twilight.

The nine-ring Zen staff in his hand and the cassock on his body were like shackles and shackles, imprisoning him tightly and never seeing him again.

Could it be that the creatures in this world are destined to be unable to escape the passing of time and become strangers to you and me?

Just when the immortals and gods were feeling sad and touched by such changes, the picture took on a new change.

Suddenly, the sun was setting in the west, and the shadows of a man and a monkey were so long.

A faint voice recalled in the forest:

"Why, you monkey, you are obviously perverse by nature, and you have a strong and powerful spirit in your chest, but why do you pretend to be so well-behaved?"

The monkey put his hands on the cabinet, glanced at the bald man with his head tilted, and said lazily:

"You're still talking about me, you bald guy, aren't you pretending to be well-behaved and serious?"

suddenly.

One person and one monkey laughed loudly.

This kind of laughter made many listeners feel strange and inexplicable, as if something was awakening in those two bodies with this laughter.

"Tsk, it's not time yet!"

Sanzang's eyes were cold and silent under the pressure, and he whispered in his heart.

No one could see the ferocity on his face beneath his gentle mask.