The Monkey King

Above the ruins, a cold wind blew, and the dust swept along the ground like ocean waves.

In the corner, the monsters who had not had time to escape were trembling with fear.

In just half a day, before dawn, this was the most prosperous lion and camel country under the rule of the demon clan among the three realms. Now, only ruins are left. Even the surrounding mountains have been leveled. From a distance, it looks like an abandoned city that has gone through a long period of time and been sculpted out of shape by wind and sand. Only the thick smoke still billowing in the corner reminded people that this place was strange.

In the wind and sand, the six-eared macaque bowed its body and held a golden hoop. Those eyes can no longer be opened. His whole body was shivering, every hair was standing on end, and the cracks on his skin that looked like vines were clearly visible. That body seemed to be falling apart in the next moment.

Raising his head slightly, he saw the monkey flash past and land silently on the top of the sharp raised stone on the opposite side. It's like he was standing there originally.

At this moment, although the monkey's condition seems much better than that of the six-eared macaque, the hand holding the iron soldier is also trembling, and the muscles all over the body are tense all the time, as if they have forgotten to relax. The tiger's mouth was cracked due to the fierce fighting, and drops of blood were slowly seeping into the lines of the hardcore soldiers.

He stood at a high place, quietly looking down at the six-eared macaque, breathing slowly.

The eyes slowly narrowed into slits.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

It's the first time I feel like this. Although the two of them were two souls separated from one body, this was the first time for Monkey to feel this way. It felt like...the one he was fighting was himself. The self from more than six hundred years ago.

That kind of blood, that kind of combat intuition, that kind of explosive power... they are all carved from the same mold. It was like he was fighting his past self.

This is probably the first time Monkey has personally experienced the feelings of his past opponents.

This kind of battle is very scary, as long as you are not careful, you may be overturned. Even if you have an advantage in strength, you will be beaten softly.

It felt like being locked in a cage and fighting a dying beast. Although the beast continued to bleed, it became more and more ferocious. Even though he seems to be getting weaker and weaker, you still can't accurately calculate his strength, let alone predict his sudden explosion.

If you are not careful, you may be torn into powder.

Of course, the monkeys of more than 600 years later are completely different from the monkeys of more than 600 years ago. The monkey knew clearly that the only way he could ensure his victory over the six-eared macaque was to wait.

Wait slowly, consume him slowly, and have enough patience. You must not be radical, otherwise, you may fall into the pit at any time.

In the wind and sand, the two of them were looking at each other from a distance, fifty feet apart. Not a single movement.

After a long time, the six-eared macaque laughed slowly and grinned: "What? Are you not going to take action? Isn't it the easiest time to kill me now? After passing this village, there is no such store."

The monkey tightened the iron soldier in his hand slightly, and still looked at the six-eared macaque coldly without saying a word.

"Hey, I almost forgot, you can't kill me." Raising his head slightly, the six-eared macaque glanced in the direction of Ksitigarbha and Zhengfa Ming Tathagata, and said, "By the way, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you. The Buddhist people said that as long as I put on the golden hoop and surrender to them, they will guarantee that I can kill you. So, you can’t win. Hahahaha.”

The monkey still stood motionless, looking at the six-eared macaque from a distance. Always be on the lookout for any new moves from the six-eared macaque.

On the edge of the cliff, Zhengfa Ming Tathagata gently lifted his sleeves and sighed: "It's almost done."

"Aren't you going to say something? I'm going to join Buddhism. Hahahaha, don't you want to say something?" The six-eared macaque turned back, pointed at the monkey and laughed: "Actually, I don't like Buddhism either. Although I have no memory of the past, am I an enemy? But... there is no way. I have to live and live in your place. Hahahaha, I will take refuge in whoever helps me. It is better to be a dog than to be beaten. If you are captured in the void, you will never be super strong. Do you think I am right?"

The monkey's eyes slowly slanted towards the cliff in the distance. After just one glance, his eyes returned to the six-eared macaque, locking them tightly.

"I just don't accept it! Why was I the one who was taken away, not you? Why? Why did Heavenly Tribulation only take me in! Even if I come back now, they still have to take me away! Why! You are so good to Yang Chan , am I not good to her? Why does she only recognize you?" Roaring, the six-eared macaque raised his golden hoop and pointed it at the monkey, but was speechless for a while. He just gritted his teeth, trembled slightly, smiled, and kept shaking his head.

The monkey said nothing and got into a fighting stance.

On the cliff, Ksitigarbha turned his head and glanced at Zhengfa Ming Tathagata and said, "What will he do next? Continue to fight? He probably won't last long."

"Probably he will fight until the last bit of strength left." Zhengfa Ming Tathagata sighed lightly: "If he doesn't fight until the last moment, he will not be Sun Wukong."

"Fighting until the last minute?" Ksitigarbha couldn't help but laugh: "Then we still have to save him?"

Looking at the sky around him, Ksitigarbha took a deep breath and said: "If there is only one opponent, as long as he does not force himself to ascend to heaven, you and I can still restrain him together. But now, I am afraid that the powerful person staring at this place , there are quite a few. Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun, Master Tongtian, and Patriarch Subhuti, if two of these four stand on the opposite side...not to mention rescue, even you and me will have a hard time escaping intact."

"We should have reinforcements." As he said that, Zhengfa Ming Tathagata looked far away in the direction of Lingshan and said, "As long as he personally says that he is willing to take refuge in my Buddha."

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Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan.

At this moment, there was silence in the hall. The Arhats looked at each other. The Buddhas stood quietly one by one, without even blinking, just like statues.

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In the Daughter Kingdom Temple, Subhuti was silent.

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In the Tushita Palace, Sanqing said not a word.

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"Don't you have anything to say to me?" The six-eared macaque breathed deeply, looked at the monkey feebly and said: "Persuade me, or... say something. Right? I still remember you coming to Lion When Tuo Guo wanted to take Yang Chan away, weren't you very eloquent? I was going to join your enemy, why didn't you just say a few words?"

The monkey took a deep breath, raised his head, thought for a moment, and asked, "Take refuge in Buddhism? Are they asking you to defeat the Buddha in a fight?"

As soon as these words came out, Ksitigarbha and Zhengfa Ming Tathagata could not help but be stunned for a moment.

The six-eared macaque blurted out: "You know everything?"

"I know everything. I know much more than what you have heard." Monkey smiled helplessly and said, "Maybe, this is all destined. What you know about the past is all from what others say. Yes. But there are some things that no one in the Three Realms knows except me. That is a nightmare."

After a pause, the monkey continued: "We are here to fight to the death over who is true. In the eyes of people in the Three Realms, it doesn't matter whether you or I are true or false. It's just that we haven't decided the winner yet. I guess the same is true for you. I think so. However, I want to tell you, among you and me, there is really only one real Sun Wukong. There is no need to win or lose, there is actually only one. Maybe it is me, maybe it is you. Now it seems, It seems more likely that it's you... Hey, I don't know, and I don't want to know. I've had this problem for more than 800 years. I've had this headache for long enough, and I don't want to go into it anymore. I can't persuade you, and I don't want to. You are destined to either surrender or run over. There is no way it can be changed with just a few words."

These words made the six-eared macaque look confused. He looked at the monkey with some surprise, his eyes flickering slightly, as if he thought of something, but he was not quite sure.

Holding the iron soldier in hand, Monkey said slowly: "It doesn't matter what happens. One of us will survive. And I hope that the one who survives doesn't have to be a dog. Whether it's a Buddhist or a Taoist dog."

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In the Tushita Palace, Laojun sighed helplessly and smiled. (To be continued ~^~)