Honghuang: What should I do if I cling to the wrong person?

Chapter 283 Journey to the West, the lion spirit exposes the despicable deeds of the West
Ordinary monsters wanted to fight him no matter what, and even the Bodhisattva pretended to use magic weapons, but this lion spirit had no intention of fighting at all, and he didn't speak to the Prajna envoy.

When Sun Wukong had doubts, he asked: "You are a lion spirit, you should be a person from the demon world, how could you be the envoy of Buddhist Prajna?"

The lion spirit changed back to its original appearance, looked at Sun Wukong for a while, and then said: "I was practicing in the demon world, but I traveled to the west by mistake many years ago, and I heard the essence of Buddhism, so I wanted to learn something. I couldn't enter the Buddhist temple at all, so the Prajna envoy said, let me be his mount, and he can take me in. I thought it was just to be his mount while listening to the Buddha. When I answered, my primordial spirit went up and down...restricted."

The lion spirit vomited blood while talking, and it became more and more difficult to say later, Sun Wukong really saw the restriction in his soul, and now he vomits blood because the person who imposed the restriction wanted to kill him.

"I'll take you back to the demon world!" Sun Wukong wanted to help the lion spirit to heal his wounds, but the lion spirit stopped him.

The lion spirit sat on the ground, resisting the prohibition with all his strength, not wanting to live, and just wanted to say a few more words: "I can't go back. From the time I agreed, this life is in the hands of... the Prajna envoy."

"I've heard of you. You are a disciple of the leader of Jiejiao, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven. I want to beg you... Puff~" Before the lion spirit could finish speaking, he spat out a big mouthful of blood and was speechless. Come
Sun Wukong took out the bottle that Duobao gave him directly from his arms, took out an elixir from it, and stuffed it into the lion spirit's mouth.He didn't know if it was useful or not, but the magic power contained in the elixir refined by Taishang Laojun always allowed him to finish his speech.

"Tell me, my old grandson will do his best!" Sun Wukong also felt uncomfortable. He was also from the demon tribe, but he wanted to watch the demon tribe be beaten and killed by Buddhists at will.

After eating the elixir, the lion spirit really replied, and continued: "I am not the only one in Buddhism. They use the monster race as their slaves and mounts, and beat and scold them at every turn. We can't fight... we can't escape"

Therefore, he knew that he would die if he uttered these words, but he still waited here until Sun Wukong came and said these words to Sun Wukong in order for Sun Wukong to rescue his fellow clansmen who were also trapped in Buddhism as slaves.

"We were all coaxed and banned. Even if His Majesty the Demon Emperor came here, they could still say that we entered Buddhism voluntarily..."

"Don't blame the queen, she and I have been castrated long ago..."

The lion spirit was exhausted, and he was targeted when he entered the west, and he was restrained from the moment he became a mount, once restrained, he would never be able to betray.Being wantonly humiliated, beaten and scolded at will is more aggrieved than death, and now you can exchange your own death for the lives of other compatriots, and you are smiling when you close your eyes.

"Oh, this elixir doesn't work well!" Sun Wukong regretfully smashed his thigh. He wanted to save people but couldn't save them. He could only watch people die. This was the first time he felt such a sense of powerlessness.

The king of Wuji Kingdom stared at the bottle in Sun Wukong's hand, his eyes sparkled: "Is this elixir the kind that the crown prince begged for me?"

The crown prince shook his head: "The Taishang Laojun only gave one, and I don't know if it's the same."

"How can it be useless? I took the elixir and it brought me back to life. If it's not a fairy elder, I'll know if it's useful or not if I eat one." Prostrating to the Buddha, but not sincere, the calculation is too heavy!
(End of this chapter)