The devil pretended to be the emperor, although he did not care about the government affairs, ignored current affairs, and only knew how to build temples and worship Buddhas. However, as the emperor, there was no shortage of the treacherous villains and flatterers around him. Among the powerful ministers, many people obeyed the orders, and some even saw that the prince lost his power and offended the prince. Now that he saw that the emperor he had served for three years was a fake. When he remembered what he had done in three years, how could he not be frightened? Although these people were lying on the ground at this moment, they kept scanning the corners of their eyes at the real emperor who suddenly appeared, hoping that they were having a daydream now.

Not to mention the officials, even the prince was stunned when he saw the emperor. The prince always thought that he would be the emperor if he had abandoned the demon, but when did the Tang monk turn the old king out again? If he came, wouldn't the throne be his? Is he still going to be the prince? Looking at the old king again, there was no way he was when he was carrying the burden just now. He immediately became emperor's demeanor and sat on the dragon throne. All the officials on both sides bowed their heads in fear. The king was very happy and said with a smile: "This time, thanks to the holy monk from the Tang Dynasty from Dongtu, he really asked for the elixir of heaven for me. Now I am not only resurrected from the dead, but also better than before. I am afraid that it will be fine if I live for decades, and it is also a blessing in disguise."

When the officials heard this, they looked at the king carefully. Sure enough, they saw that the king had not seen him for three years. However, his skin was rosy, his wrinkles were light, his voice was loud, and his eyes were bright. As expected, they did not look like the fifty-year-old man. They hurriedly knelt down and said that the emperor was ordered to live long. When the king heard this, he was even more happy and immediately ordered people to prepare a banquet. When the monster was caught, he arranged a banquet, to celebrate his resurrection from the dead, and to thank Tang Seng for his life-saving grace.

At this time, Sun Wukong had already jumped in the sky, opened his eyes and looked around, looking for the trace of the demon king. He saw that the green clouds headed straight to the northeast, and he chased after him, blocked the monster, and shouted, "Where is that monster? Old Sun is here, eat me and talk about it!" The demon king turned around quickly, pulled out his sword, and shouted: "Sun Wukong, you meddler, I'll take up other people's throne, I have nothing to do with you, why are you going to hold on to me? Leave me alone?

The secret of the dead emperor saved the dead emperor and came to chase me!" Wukong laughed and said, "You bold monster! That emperor is also something you can do. Since you know my name, you should have escaped long ago. Why are you still making things difficult for me and my master in the hall? Now that you have borrowed and returned it, I will try your methods too. Don't leave, eat my old grandson's stick!" Wukong finished speaking, raised his stick and beat him. The demon hid sideways, slashed his sword and returned it to his face, and the two fought together.

The two war classics lasted for several times, and the demon could not resist the Monkey King. He quickly turned around and jumped into the city from the old road, broke into the two groups of civil and military groups in front of the White Jade Step, transformed himself into a similar shape to Tang Sanzang, and stood in front of the steps. The civil and military officials saw that the monster was back again, and had been frightened and hurriedly avoided it. Suddenly, they saw that there had suddenly become two Tang monks. They were so scared that they took a step back, fearing that the monsters would turn into their own shape, and asked Sun Wukong to kill the monsters together. There were only two Tang monks standing there in the center of the hall.

The devil king was helpless. He could not beat Wukong and could not hurt Tang Seng. He could only use this method to disgust Wukong. When the great saint caught up, he wanted to raise a stick to beat him. One Tang monk said, "Don't beat him, it's me!" He quickly pulled the stick to beat him, but the other Tang monk said, "Don't beat him, it's me!" Wukong saw that the two Tang monks were not bad at all, and it was really difficult to identify. Wukong was so anxious that he scratched his ears and didn't know what to do.

The devil saw that he was stumped by Wukong and was proud in his heart. His own change was the most proud method. Not to mention Sun Wukong, even if he was the gods in the sky, if they did not borrow magic weapons, few people could see his own changes. He would hold hands with Tang Seng like this to see how Sun Wukong could do him. Even if he was taken over by Manjushri Bodhisattva, he would still ask Sun Wukong to throw an ugly place here.

Wukong was anxious and walked around the two Tang monks with a golden cudgel, thinking that it would be simple if he wanted to beat this monster. One of the two Tang monks must be true and the other was false. So he picked one from the inside and had a half chance of hitting the monster. If Tang monks turned into a monster with one stick, this would also be a success. But if he killed my real master with one stick, how could it be! Wukong had to stop and called Bajie. Sha Seng asked: "It turns out that one is a monster, and that one is my master? You point to me, I can beat him." Bajie said: "You are yelling in the air. I glanced at the two masters, and I don't know who is true or who is false."

Wukong was about to use his fiery eyes to identify him, but one of the Tang monks spoke: "Advisor, although this monster has become my appearance, it has only become a person of appearance, but has no knowledge of me. Just ask him to recite a scripture, and the memorization can be true, and the memorization can be false." When the civil and military officials heard this, they all praised him. It turned out that monks from the Dongtu Kingdom were wise. Not only were they held hostage by monsters and were not afraid of danger, but they could also come up with such a clever way. In this way, they could tell the truth and falsehood in a moment.

When Wukong heard this, he was stunned. Before he could speak, the king next to him had already shouted, "Since that's the case, I will give you a title, and you will chant a Tripitaka first. Who can chant it is the real Tang Monk." The devil king said happily: "This Tang Monk is really ignorant. How could he know that I am the mount of Manjushri Bodhisattva. He is on Mount Wutai every day. Not to mention the Tripitaka, but any scriptures in the world can be calculated and read. Not only that, Manjushri Bodhisattva also needs to check and write verbal every year. How could he lose to the Tang Monk?"

The devil thought, pretending to be humble and asked the real Tang monk to chant first. The real Tang monk said, "If I recite it, I will remember it secretly after you, the demon will remember it. You recite it first, and I will carry it behind my back." The devil laughed in his heart, saying that he recited it first, as long as it is a scripture, I will not be afraid of you, so he nodded and bowed to everyone, and he started chanting. The good devil is worthy of being a green-haired lion sitting under Manjushri Bodhisattva. The melon that recites the Tripitaka is ripe and has a rhyme and tune, which is better than the old monks who have been decades of memorizing it. Although they didn't understand what it meant, the monks all showed a fascinating expression when they recited the scriptures, which was very enjoyable.

After the Demon King finished chanting, he felt proud and looked at how the real Tang monk responded. Unexpectedly, the real Tang monk shook his head and said, "I just remembered that you, a demon, usually like to build temples, and you should know two scriptures. I wouldn't forget the idea just now." After hearing this, the Demon King almost didn't feel angry. He thought that he had been useless and recited scriptures for you with such great strength. If you don't count, it won't count. So he shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, you can't recite it if you think of you, then you are a fake Tang monk, disciple, come and take him down for me."

The king next to him also shouted, "The monk who can't recite scriptures is fake. Elder Wukong, hurry to catch the demon." Wukong sneered and asked, "Don't worry, this Tripitaka may be a bit difficult. You can recite another Bodhi Diamond Sutra." What a monster, he was no longer polite at this time, and he opened his mouth to chant. After chanting another Bodhi Diamond Sutra, he looked at another Tang monk, but he still watched it without opening his mouth.

Sun Wukong laughed this time and said, "Now we can tell the truth and falsehood. This fake one, let me kill him with one stick." The demon laughed secretly, thinking that although Tang Seng himself could not hurt himself, if Sun Wukong was killed randomly, he would not blame himself. It would be better to see that the Buddha in the West did not make Sun Wukong into a meat ball and kicked him twice a day to relieve his anger.

Looking at Sun Wukong again, he took two steps and took out the golden cudgel and hit it. However, the golden cudgel was hit directly at the demon, which scared the civil and military ministers. The king and queen frightened: "The elder is wrong. You are fighting the monk who can recite scriptures, and the monk who can't recite scriptures on the other side." Wukong smiled and said, "I am fighting the monk who can recite scriptures. I miss my master, I have never read scriptures on weekdays, let alone the Tripitaka and the Bodhi Diamond Sutra. This is what my master has come up with to call the demon fooled."

After hearing this, the devil realized that this was a trap. He was waiting for Wukong to come, and hurriedly turned into a green light and rushed into the air. The Great Sage could not tell him to run away. Zong Xiangguang rose in the sky, and saw that the green light was everywhere. He was about to knock down the golden hoop. He saw a colorful cloud in the northeast and shouted loudly: "Sun Wukong, don't do it!"

When Sun Wukong looked back, it turned out that Manjushri Bodhisattva was eager to put his stick in his arms and bowed, "Bodhisattva, where are you going?" Manjushri said, "I'll take this monster for you." Wukong thanked, "How did the Bodhisattva know that there is a monster here?" Manjushri said, "Don't be suspicious. This demon is not the next one, but the green-haired lion under my seat. If I don't come to accept him, would you still ask you to kill him?" As he said, the Bodhisattva took out the demon mirror from his sleeve and reflected on the original body of the monster. When the demon king saw that Manjushri came, he dared not dodge. He obediently called the demon mirror to cover the concentration, and transformed himself and showed the prototype. It was the green-haired lion king under Manjushri's seat.

Wukong saw that the demon king had appeared in an archetype, and immediately hid behind Manjushri, saying that Wukong could not hit him. Wukong said, "Bodhisattva, you knew that this was a green-haired lion you sat down, why didn't you come here to conquer him earlier?" The Bodhisattva said, "Wukong, he was not leaving Mount Wutai and becoming a demon in the lower realm. He was sent by my Buddha's will." The practitioner said, "This animal became a spirit and invaded the throne. It should be struck by the sky by thunder. You wrote the Buddha's will to ask him to come. It's really unreasonable!" Manjushri Bodhisattva said, "You don't know; the king of black chicken was dedicated to Quanzhen at the time.

I was demoted to me, and the Buddha sent me to advise him to do good, to build temples and worship my Buddha, and then I became an ordinary monk. When he asked him to make some vegetarian offerings, he saw that I was a monk, so he made things difficult for me. After taking a few words of my words, he was embarrassed. He didn't know that I was a good person, so he tied me up a rope and sent me in the river of water, soaked me for three days and three nights. Thanks to the golden body of Liujia to save me and return to the west, he reported to the Tathagata, who ordered this monster to push him down the well here and soaked him for three years to repay my hatred for the flood disaster for three days. Drinking and pecking, is it the previous determination. Now you have come here and you have achieved success."

Wukong said, "Although you have avenged personal grudge, you have no idea how many people the monster has harmed." The Bodhisattva said, "I have never harmed anyone. Since he arrived, in the past three years, I have sent the Dragon King to say that the weather is good and the country is prosperous and the people are safe. Why do you harm people?" Wukong said, "That's true, but the Three Palaces Empress, who sleeps with him, has dirty his body and damaged many ethics, and has even said that he has never harmed anyone?" The Bodhisattva said, "He cannot do anything dirty. He is a pickled lion, how can he do anything bad?" Wukong said, "In this way, this monster usurped the throne and became the emperor for three years, but it is the blessing of the Wuji Kingdom." Manjushri Bodhisattva nodded and agreed, smiling without saying a word.

But at this moment, a burst of exclamation broke out from the Golden Palace. It turned out that the king saw the Bodhisattva coming and took over the monsters. He was happy and walked off the dragon throne to celebrate with all the officials. But at this moment, he saw a guard flashing from the crowd, quietly walking behind the king, secretly pulled out a sharp knife, and stabbed it on the king's back. Poor that king, who had eaten the golden elixir for nothing, resurrected from the death. Before the luck of the king of the country could enjoy an hour, he became the wronged soul under the knife. Before he could say a word, he fell to the ground and died.

The officials in the Golden Palace saw a riot. At this time, the prince stood up and shouted: "Guards, the assassin, the king of the king, why don't you take him down?" Before the prince finished speaking, he saw that a thousand men arranged by the prince had already rushed in outside the hall. Dozens of people ran towards the assassin, but the remaining soldiers surrounded the hall tightly, took down all the weapons of the palace guards, and drove the officials together like driving cattle and sheep.

At this time, the assassin had already been taken down and was taken to the prince. The prince asked, "You are so brave. Who asked you to assassinate my father?" The assassin did not say anything, but looked at the prime minister among the officials. The prince shouted, "Come on, take the prime minister and me." The soldier rushed forward, and the prime minister wanted to resist, but the soldier did not hesitate at all, and chopped off the prime minister's head with just one knife.

At that time, the assassin looked at another person, and the prince asked the soldiers to capture another person. In a moment, half of the ministers in the court were fewer. At this time, the obvious official had already seen it. Those who arrested the prince were all those who usually had evil with the prince. They didn't understand what was going on. Someone hurriedly came out and shouted: "Crown Prince calm down. Now that Your Majesty is dead, the country cannot be without a king for a day. I also asked the prince to wait for the treasure early to ascend to the throne and sit in the hall."
Chapter completed!