"Tang Sanzang, you are fired."
At Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan, thousands of Buddhas are silent. The Tathagata personally deprived Monk Tang of Buddhahood for the most absurd reason:
"You save monsters, but teach them to open a shop to make a living?"
"You save mortals, but let them choose their own path?"
"You retrieved the scriptures, but you dare to question Lingshan's laws?"
Five hundred years later, Tang Seng, who was demoted to a mortal, looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar Three Realms——
The book of merit records false practice, sitting on the lotus platform restricts the dream of ascension, and bloodline determines the upper limit of life.
He put away his Zen staff but picked up his pen.
This time, I won't learn scriptures, worship Buddha, or rebel.
He wants to write a "Permanent Sutra" to teach the beings in the three worlds to understand the tampered scriptures.
He wants to open an academy for all living beings, where demons, ghosts, humans, and immortals can debate the truth together.
He wanted to ask: If practicing is just to become a higher-level slave, then what if this immortal doesn't practice?
Sun Wukong put down the golden cudgel and began to deduce the magical power that could defeat all martial arts.
Zhu Bajie threw away the nine-tooth rake and turned around to study the formation to regenerate the spirit stone.
Sha Monk walked out of the Liusha River and wanted to contact all the suppressed casual cultivators, wild monsters, and low-level Arhats.
On the Lingshan Mountain, Tathagata looked at the crazy numbers on the merit book and felt uneasy for the first time.
This is no longer a journey west.
This is the ultimate interrogation of the nature of spiritual practice:
**When all sentient beings begin to think for themselves, how should gods and Buddhas deal with themselves? **
