I, a modern social animal, woke up and became the Tang Monk reincarnated by Jin Chanzi.
Is Buddhism boundless? I think the chess game has no boundaries. Traveling to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures is just a script that has long been written by Western Buddhism.
The system kicked in and I decided to overturn the chessboard. A puppet who doesn't listen is just a thorn in Buddhism's side.
At the foot of Five Elements Mountain, I extorted Sun Wukong's sincerity; at Guanjiangkou, I used modern psychology to persuade the cold and arrogant Yang Jian; at Chentangguan, I told Nezha: Eviscerating the bones to return his father is not fate, but a new life.
Since then, the Westbound Team has become the strongest "anti-bone boy" alliance in heaven.
Buddhism regards us as heretics, and heaven regards us as unstable factors.
When they were furious and punished me, they were horrified to find that there was no tight spell in my golden hoop, only the Labor Law.
Sun Wukong tightened his grip on the golden cudgel: "Master said, my grandson's life belongs only to me."
Yang Jian opened his eyes: "This time, I want to see the road outside the Three Realms."
Nezha stepped on the hot wheel: "What spirit beads and magic pills? I only recognize Master Tang!"
Don't talk to me about the boundless Dharma. Your Buddha has long been unable to control my three lawless disciples!
