The Monkey King, of course, belongs to the category of "vicious dog+vicious dog". It can be confirmed that he hit the wolf naked in the Heavenly Palace, so Guanyin Bodhisattva must use magic to put a tight hoop on him!
Some people will say, just kill the Monkey King, so as not to let the Monkey King's arrogance and nonsense humiliate heaven forever, but that's impossible. The reason why a monkey is a monkey and a dog is a dog is because his talent is really rare in the world. It's actually easy to destroy the Monkey King, but if you really put it into practice, it's a waste of time and you'll get something!
So, you see, in the Westward Journey, all the great gods are funny, melodramatic and neurotic. On the one hand, they are hurting the Monkey King; On the other hand, everyone is helping the Monkey King. In fact, the purpose is simple: everyone is fighting for the Monkey King! They are all strengthening their influence, attraction and appeal to the Monkey King, so as to make a good move with the Monkey King as a pawn when necessary!
Therefore, the hoop spell has become a secret weapon to beat the Monkey King from time to time. It happened that the Monkey King really only used bamboo poles to disobey the well rope and only ate hard smelly monkeys, so anyone who could harm him had a headache, and he only listened to the orders of the victims! Who can cure his headache, he regards the patient as a god!
Therefore, from this perspective, Tang Priest is the Monkey King's super aspirin: professional headache treatment! Hum!
Speaking of Pig Bajie and Friar Sand, none of them really want to try the lightness and weight of the hoop, but even if they want to wear it, they don't have the qualification and good life! Because they are just mini pet dogs in the system, basically harmless pet elves and soft-spoken real people, there is absolutely no need for high-level officials to waste precious regulatory resources to monitor or restrain Pig Bajie and Friar Sand.
The Monkey King's evil lies in the vicious expansion of his ugly self and his frivolous dependence on the east wind: I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth! It was not until one day that the cold and painful tight hoop was put on my head and tight in the meat that I remembered the ironic song. We are different, really different? !