In Chang'an City, a group of children were listening to the opera around the fairy mirror.

"... By the way, that Tathagata is the enemy of the Heavenly Emperor throughout his life. He fought one after another, and one was even more powerful than the other!"

Qing Yuanzi's voice came from the fairy mirror, and the children were fascinated by the sound.

"Tathagata is so terrible!"

A boy said, "One fell down, and several Tathagata stood up!"

"After the great disaster, there will definitely be Tathagata coming out again."

Another boy said.

"So scary!"

A timid girl couldn't help but shrink her body.

"There are not so many Tathagata!"

At this time, an angry voice rang behind the children.

The children looked back and saw a little monk with pink makeup standing there.

"It turned out to be a little monk in the temple."

The boys surrounded him and said, "Are you going to fetch water again?"

The little monk is carrying a shoulder pole on his shoulder. Recently, there is no water coming out of the well in the temple, so he will come out to carry water every day.

"There is only one Tathagata!"

The little monk bit the topic just now and said, "You can't slander him!"

“Where is one.”

The boys laughed and said, "It's obvious that there are only a few, and they are all bad people!"

"He's not a bad guy!"

The little monk was a little anxious.

"He always stops the Emperor of Heaven, he is a bad person!"

The boys were aggressive and said, "Do you want to say that the Emperor of Heaven is the bad guy?"

"No……"

The little monk took two steps back: "But Tathagata is definitely not a bad person."

"He's the bad guy!"

"You are also a disciple of Tathagata, so you should fight!"

The boys pushed the little monk to the ground and started fighting around him.

The little monk's bucket of water was also pushed down, and a little turtle fell out.

"Where did the little turtle come from!"

A boy stretched out his hand to the turtle.

"Don't touch it!"

The little monk quickly crawled out from the boys' feet and held the turtle in his arms.

"Let go!"

The boys wanted to snatch the turtle out, but the little monk hugged it tightly and did not let go at all.

The boys fought for a while, and when they saw that the little monk didn't even cry, they felt bored and turned around and left.

The little monk with a bruised nose and swollen face put the turtle into the bucket and carried it to the river.

"Tortoise, turtle, you will be free along this river."

The little monk put the turtle into the river, watched it leave, and suddenly started crying.

"Why are you crying?"

An old voice asked.

The little monk turned around and saw a familiar and strange old monk standing there.

"You don't cry if someone beats you, why are you crying now?"

He asked.

The little monk wiped away his tears and stood up: "This turtle originally lived in a well and had no worries for life. I released it, but I don't know if it will starve to death."

"Are you crying for this?"

The old monk was a little surprised.

The little monk nodded.

"You don't have to worry, it won't starve to death."

The old monk had a gentle look: "Buddha, you have changed."

"What?"

The little monk was stunned, and then remembered that he didn't know who the old monk was.

"Elder."

The little monk gave a gift: "Where are you from?"

“Huaguoshan.”

The old monk smiled at the little monk and said, "I want to go to a nearby temple to preach. Can you please lead the way?"

"Of course, please here."

The little monk picked up the water and led the way in front.

"The elder comes from Huaguo Mountain. Have you ever seen the Emperor of Heaven?"

He asked.

"Of course I've seen it."

The old monk nodded.

"Is he a good person?"

The little monk asked, "Why do they all say that Tathagata is a bad person?"

"He's not a bad guy."

The old monk said, "I just took the wrong path."

Because of the previous wars, all sentient beings in the three realms had a certain resistance to Buddhism to a greater or lesser extent.

However, Sun Wukong did not have any prejudice against Buddhism, but instead responded to it.

"One day people will understand."

The old monk looked at the little monk with kind eyes: "The Buddha's love for them is not as good as the Emperor of Heaven."

In the sky, Sun Wukong heard this sentence and smiled slightly.

"Emperor of Heaven."

The Buddhas asked behind him, "Is that little monk really a Buddha?"

“There will be no mistake.”

Sun Wukong nodded.

The Buddha had endless magic power, and it took more than ten years to find his reincarnation body.

Now that Lan Deng Ancient Buddha has confirmed his identity with his own eyes, it is impossible to make a mistake.

The Buddhas were extremely happy: "We will go and welcome the Buddha's return immediately."

"No hurry."

Sun Wukong stopped them: "Let's leave this matter to the Ancient Buddha of Lanting!"

The Buddhas were stunned and then looked at the ground.

The old monk turned into an ancient Buddha of Lan Deng entered the temple and saw the abbot, but did not reveal his identity and took the young monk away, but continued to stay in the form of a mortal.

"What is the ancient Buddha doing?"

The Buddhas asked in surprise.

"Protect Buddha."

Sun Wukong said: "The Buddha found a new way in the mortal world."

It is not the time for Buddha to come back.

The ancient Buddha of Lan Deng will cultivate and grow the Buddha and regain the supreme throne.
To be continued...