Traveling through the West, the soul returns to the body of Tang Sanzang. From then on, traveling westward, he is no longer the monk who has no hands to tie the chicken but a kind heart and a soft face!
The Tathagata wants to bind my Taoist mind with the great deeds of acquiring scriptures? Do the Buddhas want to circle my path through merit and fruition? Ridiculous!
Bind the system, subjugate demons along the way, and crush false cause and effect. It is up to me to change the rules of Lingshan; it is up to me to determine the order of the Western Heaven!
Not worshiping the Tathagata, not respecting the Buddhas. When I arrive at Lingshan, I will replace it——
From now on, there will be no ancient Buddha in Lingshan. Tang Sanzang, I have the final say!
