Honghuang: Fire De Huaguang, I am the Horse King of Human Education

Several burly men stepped forward and looked at Xuanzang lying on the ground.

"Stop talking nonsense, kill this monk, clean up this place, and continue to ambush the others."

Xuanzang heard what the bandits said.

Explain quickly.

"My fellow heroes, I am Xuanzang from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East. I am on my way to the Western Paradise to obtain the true scriptures in order to save all living beings. You have become bandits out of necessity."

“When I return one day, you will surely be able to descend the mountain as good men.”

Upon hearing this, the bandits burst into laughter.

"You bald monk, you're really laughable. You think you can lead us down the mountain? Wishful thinking! Countless people have died on this road. Once we go down the mountain, all that awaits us is death."

"It seems he's trying to fool us. In that case, let's cut out his tongue first."

They didn't care about Xuanzang's talk of universal salvation, if it were true that all living beings lived in peace and prosperity.

They had nowhere else to go.

Therefore, Xuanzang had to die.

“Listen to what this humble monk has to say.”

Xuanzang wanted to reason with them, but the bandits had already pressed a knife to his neck, demanding that he stick out his tongue.

Xuanzang stammered, trembling all over, unable to utter a word.

Just then, Sun Wukong descended from the sky and kicked several bandits away.

Sun Wukong's power was already immense, and the bandits were just ordinary people. With this kick, they died instantly.

Xuanzang was not grateful when Sun Wukong came to his rescue.

Seeing the bandits dead, he vented his resentment and anger on Sun Wukong.

"They are despicable, but not beyond redemption. Why did you kill them all? Didn't I tell you that we must not kill any living beings on this journey?"

Sun Wukong wouldn't listen.

"Bald monk, I've had enough of you, you idiot! You talk too much nonsense. I just saved you, and you're still complaining. I should have had your tongue cut out earlier."

Xuanzang was furious upon hearing this.

"Get out of here. We are no longer master and disciple."

Sun Wukong snorted coldly.

"I don't care, you stinking bald monk."

Guanyin was observing from the shadows and never imagined that the two of them would end up like this.

However, Guanyin was also wondering why Xuanzang was so stubborn.

Zen Master Wuchao sighed.

"Without Sun Wukong, how would Xuanzang have survived these tribulations according to our plan?"

Guanyin was also troubled and didn't know how to solve the problem.

For a moment, he even had the urge to give up on Xuanzang.

But the thought that he still needed him to obtain Buddhist fortune made him hesitated.

Guanyin rallied and began to ponder how to ease the tension between Xuanzang and Sun Wukong.

Xuanzang was also conflicted at this moment, unsure of how to face Sun Wukong.

He knew perfectly well that Sun Wukong meant well, but his sense of righteousness prevented him from overcoming this obstacle.

"Bodhisattva, where are you? Your disciple has something to ask you."

Xuanzang initially thought Sun Wukong was just saying things out of anger, but he waited in the same spot for a whole day and still didn't see him return.

At this moment, he felt quite helpless, looking at the white dragon horse and speaking to the sky.

Guanyin heard him speak and, as the starlight twinkled, descended before him.

"Xuanzang, have you encountered any difficulties?"

Xuanzang was delighted to see Guanyin arrive and told her what had happened between him and Sun Wukong.

"There is a distinction between good and evil. If someone's hands are stained with blood, do you think they should be converted or not?"

Xuanzang in the past would definitely have said "convert" without hesitation.

But now he hesitated, unsure if his decision was the right one.

“Bodhisattva, what Xuanzang has learned is no longer sufficient to deal with the current situation.” He was quite helpless.

After hearing this, Guanyin continued to encourage him.

"The world is complex, and you need to have your own judgment."

"If you think Sun Wukong's killing is too excessive, I will help you. You only need to put this hat on Sun Wukong's head, recite this incantation, and Sun Wukong will listen to what you say."

Xuanzang looked at the monk's hat in his hand, shook his head, and said with some emotion.

"Bodhisattva, Wukong has already left, and I'm afraid he will never return."

Guanyin reassured him.

“Sun Wukong will not leave. I will summon him. But after that, you will need to make your own choice.”

Upon hearing that Guanyin was willing to help him, Xuanzang waited for Sun Wukong to return.

At this moment, Yang Jiao was about to go crazy with anger.

If it weren't for completing the mission, he probably would have slapped Xuanzang across the face long ago.

And now, he hasn't gone very far when Guanyin has found him.

"Wukong, Xuanzang has repented and he hopes you will return to his side so that the two of you can continue your journey together."

Sun Wukong felt tormented by this incident and was unwilling to return to Xuanzang's side.

Seeing his hesitation, Guanyin changed her attitude and told Sun Wukong.

"The freedom you desire can only be given to you by Buddhism. If you can achieve this now, your freedom will naturally be assured."

"If this fails, your freedom will ultimately be nothing but a bubble."

At this moment, Guanyin no longer spoke softly and gently, but instead warned Sun Wukong.

After discerning Guanyin's tone, Sun Wukong pointed at her with an impatient expression.

"You say Buddhism is different from the Heavenly Court? I think you are even more hypocritical than the Heavenly Court. However, since I have already fallen into your hands, I hope you can keep your promise. If you send that bald monk to the Western Paradise and Buddhism still refuses to let me go, then we will fight to the death."

Sun Wukong returned to Xuanzang's side, and Xuanzang showed him the hat that Guanyin had given him.

Sun Wukong didn't know what it was, but he felt that something was wrong.

"Wukong, I went too far with my words before. Consider this hat as an apology."

Sun Wukong judged that this hat must be something bad.

But he couldn't help it.

He could only put it on his head, and sure enough, just as he put the hat on, he found that it suddenly became tight.

Just as he was about to take it off, a splitting headache struck him.

The hat also became a golden headband, shrinking onto his head.

The more Sun Wukong struggled, the tighter the golden headband became, causing him a sharp pain in his head.

Seeing Sun Wukong rolling around on the ground, Xuanzang immediately began chanting incantations.

The golden headband tightened more and more, and Sun Wukong rolled on the ground in pain.

"Stop reading, stop reading."

He began to plead for Xuanzang to stop.

But Xuanzang seemed not to hear, and continued on.

Sun Wukong fainted several times.

The white dragon horse beside him gritted its teeth, wishing it could kick Xuanzang to death right now.

But while Sun Wukong was still being tortured

Suddenly, a voice called out from afar: "Master!"

Xuanzang was puzzled; this scene seemed familiar.

However, the sound gradually approached him from afar.

Then he saw a burly man rushing towards him.

"who are you?"

Xuanzang told the burly man who was running towards him to stop, but unexpectedly, the man picked him up in one go.

"Master! It's me, Wuneng." (End of Chapter)