Reborn on Journey to the West, I became the slag in the Bagua furnace kicked to pieces by Sun Wukong.
Because I have refined a trace of his "disobedience" origin, I owe the most unruly cause and effect in this world.
Under the Flame Mountain, I used fire to prove the Tao, but I was marked as an "odd one" by the heaven.
In front of the banana fan, an accident connected me with the Iron Fan Princess - when the red boy was born, what he breathed out was the real fire of the six realms that surpassed the samadhi.
The Buddha said that the eighty-one difficulties are all drama, but I decided to set off the stage.
When Guanyin comes with a pure vase, when the Bull Demon King comes with all the demons, when the sky is full of gods and Buddhas smiling and putting on golden hoops for my son——
I lit the fire that even Laojun didn't name.
"This fire will not burn the heaven and earth, nor will it save all sentient beings."
"Only burn those who deserve to be burned, and only protect those you want to protect."
From the slag to the unburned Taoist Lord, from the chess piece to the chess player.
This is the cruelest Journey to the West: Sun Wukong laughed and asked "Who are you" at the foot of Five Elements Mountain, Golden Chanzi whispered "What's the use of Buddhism" at the end of reincarnation, and I held the red boy who was born with magic, facing the sky full of immortal Buddhas:
"My way is not in Lingshan Mountain or in Heaven."
"In this inexhaustible fire."
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"Dad, they all say I'm a monster."
"No, you are fire." I picked up the embers stolen from the Bagua furnace, "Even the saints can't burn them all——
The third answer. "
