Chapter 1840: Same Buddhist Dharma, Difference in Perception

This action of his completely enraged Sun Wukong. He hardened his heart and, regardless of anything else, swung his staff to smash it toward him.

At the same time, Tang Seng pressed his palms together, closed his eyes slightly, and began to chant the Tight-Fillet Spell.

Sun Wukong instantly felt a splitting headache and began to roll on the ground in pain.

The little child saw this scene, smiled for a moment, then immediately restrained his smile and continued to act pitiful.

Fahai, seeing Sun Wukong rolling around in pain, unable to bear it, stepped forward and said to Tang Seng, "Master Xuanzang, I think let's just let it go. There might be some misunderstanding; Sun Wukong didn't do this on purpose."

Tang Seng looked at Fahai. Both were of the Fomen, yet these two had great differences.

Fahai could distinguish loyalty from treachery and hated evil, while Tang Seng only knew blind kindness and often lacked common sense.

Had he not felt anything wrong from beginning to end? In such a desolate wilderness, a little child hanging from a tree ten meters high?

"Master, please stop chanting. Monkey brother can't take it anymore!"

Marshal Tianpeng also couldn't bear to watch and hurriedly said.

Tang Seng then stopped chanting the Tight-Fillet Spell.

Sun Wukong stood up from the ground. He kept his head down and didn't look at Tang Seng. In fact, he hid resentment and unwillingness in his eyes. He had the ability to go to heaven and enter the earth, and even seventy-two transformations, yet he was held by a small Tight-Fillet Spell.

He slowly raised his head, his face covered in cold sweat, and his expression changed.

In fact, for a moment, he even had the thought of killing Tang Seng with one blow and getting rid of the Tight-Fillet Spell forever.

How many times had this been? Every time Sun Wukong disobeyed Tang Seng's wishes, he would taste the heart-piercing pain of the Tight-Fillet Spell.

But Senior Wu Feng had once told him an eighteen-character mantra: "If you want to know the truth of everything, finish the journey west, and you will know it all."

He wanted to kill Tang Seng. Originally, he had cherished the bond between master and disciple; he was not a heartless person, as all the monkeys on Mount Huaguo knew.

But every time Tang Seng chanted the Tight-Fillet Spell, had he ever cherished the bond between master and disciple?

If it weren't for the fact that without this reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, the journey west would be empty, he might have taken advantage of the situation and beaten Tang Seng to death one day.

"Wukong, I ask you, do you know you were wrong now?"

Tang Seng turned to look at him, his gaze showing no emotion.

In Sun Wukong's ears, the words echoed again: "I want this sky to no longer cover my eyes, I want this earth to no longer bury my heart, I want all living beings to understand my intent, and I want those Buddhas to vanish into smoke."

Wu Feng's voice, for some reason, entered Sun Wukong's ears at this moment.

Although separated by thousands of miles, Wu Feng possessed such supernatural powers that he could talk to Sun Wukong at any time.

"Sun Wukong, bow your head and admit your mistake. This is not the time for you to reveal your true heart. Deal with this little child first; the situation will be very tricky, otherwise, it will be hard to handle."

Sun Wukong's heart trembled. He had known Wu Feng for a long time and naturally knew that Wu Feng was by no means an ordinary person, and everything he said had come true.

He asked Wu Feng in his mind, "Who is this little child, and why can't even my Fiery Eyes see through him?"

However, Sun Wukong waited for a long time, but did not receive a response from Wu Feng.