"We must use love to reform bandits, make them lay down their butcher's knives and become Buddhas on the spot. My Buddha, we must break their legs so they understand that Buddha, too, has a temper. But we cannot kill them. We must have the heart of a Bodhisattva."
Jiang Ming patiently explained his insights into the Buddhist Dao to the Six-Eared Macaque. The Six-Eared Macaque's fury soared to the heavens. He felt that Jiang Ming's words made sense, but he simply did not want to hear them. Why should he be lectured by this monk after killing an evildoer? It was infuriating.
Then, the Six-Eared Macaque ran away.
It had to be said that many of the Six-Eared Macaque's actions really resembled Jiang Ming in his previous life. No wonder he had been able to imitate the Monkey King so perfectly during the affair of the true and false Monkey Kings. Their kind had similar traits to begin with.
Meanwhile, Jiang Ming continued down the road alone. As he rode his white horse past Eagle Sorrow Stream, a streak of white light flashed by, and then his horse was gone.
After leaving, the Six-Eared Macaque had not gone far before returning.
When he came back, he saw Jiang Ming sitting beside Eagle Sorrow Stream, angrily berating the white dragon in the water.
"I do not care who you are. I came from the Eastern Tang Land and am traveling to the Western Heaven to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. You ate my horse. Do you think you can simply hide underwater and be fine? You are sabotaging my pilgrimage. Heavenly Retribution will strike you for this."
"Can someone help this miserable monk? My eldest disciple is incredibly powerful. Once he returns, he will definitely beat you up."
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