——The golden body will rust, and the Dharma will become dirty.
I, Sun Wukong, fight to defeat the Buddha.
I once stepped on the sky to pieces, once protected the sutra and traveled westward, and once thought that my merits and virtues were complete.
Until I discovered that every "merit" I performed in slaying demons was adding bricks and stones to a cage that imprisoned all sentient beings.
Until my golden body is mottled and rusted by lies, and my name is reduced to a joke in the program.
They said I was crazy, that I was possessed.
He said that this "Buddha" of mine should be recast.
Then go back.
Back to the place where it all began - the dirty patchwork stone that gave birth to me.
Take the amnesiac child who calls himself "Jiang Liu'er" but wears the prototype of a tight band.
I want to use this rusty bone to smash through the gilded dome of Lingshan Mountain.
Ask the Data Tathagata sitting in the center:
"What you are trying to save are all sentient beings after all——
Or is it your eternal 'rightness'? "
"If the price of becoming a Buddha is to close my eyes, then I would rather fall into the cycle of corrosion forever.
Like it myself [laughing]
When do you want to go to bed?