Tang Xuanzang asked, "You don't like being here, but why are you suppressed under the Five Finger Mountain?"
Sun Wukong was speechless after being confronted by him, grimacing, and almost couldn't help but crawl out of the cave to capture him.
"It seems that you were also forced, but you know your life experience, you can't escape this fate."
Tang Xuanzang smiled and said, "If I cannot escape this fate, then neither can you. According to the path set by Buddhism, you should be the first disciple I want to conquer."
Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the person in front of him who was seeking scriptures seemed to know something.
"You are not an ordinary mortal. Although it is not clear from what I see, I, Old Sun, can see that you have magical power within you."
Sun Wukong frowned again, activated his flaming eyes, and carefully looked at the bald monk in front of him.
Tang Sanzang stood there calmly, letting him watch. Then he smiled and said, "What did you see?"
Sun Wukong's face was a little solemn. "You actually practice Taoism instead of Buddhism. The magic power in your body is not condensed from the merits of Buddhism, but the Taoist Three Pure Ones."
Tang Xuanzang couldn't help laughing. "It seems that you, a monkey, really have some skills. No wonder my master values you so much."
Sun Wukong thought that Tang Xuanzang knew his life experience and understood that Tathagata Buddha was his master.
"Of course, Tathagata values me, Old Sun, but I can't be his running dog."
Tang Xuanzang knew he had misunderstood, and laughed, "The master I'm talking about isn't the one at Mount Lingshan, but the one at the Flowing Sand River!"
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