Others rely on Buddhism to obtain sutras, while I rely on "dragon blasting" to obtain sutras.
After traveling through time and becoming Tang Monk, I took the twelve talismans with me on the West Heaven Road.
He tore apart a mountain with his bare hands to save a monkey, glared at a white dragon that frightened him into kneeling, and defeated the canopy with one punch.
Guanyin was silent, Tathagata frowned, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky began to doubt life: Is the style of this golden cicada too crooked?
They thought this was a planned disaster.
Little did I know that my fists, spells and dissatisfaction were the biggest "disasters" on my journey to the west.
