The Monkey King

In the palace of Zhenjun Erlang, Yang Chan stood quietly. The roars and slashing sounds outside the door had already intensified. Yang Chan even saw the giant tree she planted thousands of years ago leaning slightly and collapsing.

The dust kicked up swept past her, but Wu Long, who was standing in front of him, refused to give way, not even a step.

From a distance, she saw Yang Jian jumping into the sky and stabbing down with a three-pointed two-edged knife. A shock wave spread out. The wall and door blocking Yang Chan trembled slightly, as if they would collapse at any time. What came next was the roar of Demon King Peng.

Outside the door, the multi-eyed monster shouted loudly: "My Lady! I'm here to pick you up!"

For a long time, Yang Chan looked at Wu Long and said: "Brother is injured and cannot defeat them. Let me out. The multi-eyed monster is not loyal to either of them, but he is absolutely loyal to the monster clan and will not do anything to me." "

Wu Long whispered: "Three Holy Mothers should not embarrass the general."

"let!"

With a shout, the multi-eyed monster outside the door quickly captured Yang Chan's position and quickly reached out and slapped him out. Suddenly, the entire wall collapsed.

Behind the dust, Yang Chan, Wu Long, and other Guanjiangkou soldiers were standing quietly.

Yang Chan quickly passed by Wu Long. This time, Wu Long did not stop him. Because he saw that Yang Jian outside the wall was already scarred, kneeling on one knee, and a wisp of blood slowly slipped from the corner of his mouth, as if he would fall down at any time.

"Let's go, where are they now?" Without stopping, Yang Chan and the multi-eyed monster were already flying into the sky while passing by.

Seeing this, the demon generals present also quickly left the battle one by one. The multi-eyed monster, the Peng Demon King and the Lion and Camel King quickly followed.

"I just received the news that they are all in Hezhou, Xiniu."

"We'll go over now."

"promise!"

All of a sudden, all the demon generals evacuated. Outside the messy Erlang Zhenjun's mansion, only a group of scarred soldiers from Guanjiangkou and Yang Jian were left.

The Seven Saints of Meishan all stared blankly, as if waiting for him to say the inevitable decision.

"Let her go, there's no need to cause more casualties."

Hearing this, all the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.

Under everyone's attention, Yang Jian limped towards the mansion holding a three-pointed two-edged knife. Smiling bitterly all the way. The back was slightly hunched, and from a distance, it was filled with a sense of powerlessness.

Who would have thought? The former God of War of the Three Realms also had such a scene.

…

Everyone stared blankly at Xuanzang, at the monkey that fell to the ground, and at the six-eared macaque, and their minds went blank.

At this moment, only the six-eared macaque was smiling. Probably in his mind, victory is already within his grasp no matter what...

Xuanzang's every step was shaky, as if he would fall down at any moment.

The canopy not far away opened his hands slightly, but he didn't know whether he should step forward to help.

The monkey slowly closed his eyes and smiled. It was an expression of extreme exhaustion and relief.

The six-eared macaque looked back at Xuanzang and chuckled: "Do you think he is talking to you? Maybe, he is talking to me?"

"Who am I telling you, is it that important?" Monkey replied calmly: "I'm tired."

Hearing this, the six-eared macaque couldn't help but frowned.

Behind him, Xuanzang was still heading west step by step.

In the vast sky and earth, the strong wind swept the fine sand and caressed it from his sleeves. It was already covered with blood stains.

Going all the way west, will there be any results after reaching this point? No one knows, but he must go on.

In the Great Leiyin Temple, Tathagata was smiling and trembling his lips slightly. Bursts of chanting of scriptures suddenly sounded. It was as subtle a sound as the midnight drizzle, and even if you didn't pay attention, you would ignore it.

However, it was this slight sound of reciting that reached hundreds of miles away and entered Xuanzang's mind, binding him like countless filaments and tightening them bit by bit.

Countless images appeared in Xuanzang's mind again.

He saw his mother who had hanged herself hanging from the beam, his father who was covered in blood looking at him unwillingly before he died, and his grandfather standing on the high steps, scowling at him... …

In front of everyone, Xuanzang's eyes widened slightly and his mouth opened wide.

It was pain that went straight to the heart.

"You want to save all sentient beings, but have you saved yourself?"

"Has your mortal world really been cut off?"

"Father is dead, mother is dead, but where is your master? What will he do if you fall here?"

Xuanzang saw Master Fa Ming, who had raised him single-handedly, sighing with a green lantern in front of the Buddha, aging at a speed visible to the naked eye in the majesty of the cold night, until he turned into a pile of withered bones.

Suddenly, Xuanzang's tears flowed silently like a dam bursting.

At this moment, with his eyes open, he could no longer see the things around him. His consciousness had been completely bound to the depths of his consciousness.

Everyone present was stunned.

In my mind, all the scenes stopped. The surrounding light and shadow suddenly dimmed.

Xuanzang stood blankly, his slightly raised feet stuck in the air without landing.

In the void, a dagger carved with an angry-looking Buddha appeared and slowly came to Xuanzang.

"Does your heart hurt? Just one knife. Once your heart dies, it won't hurt anymore."

Xuanzang stared blankly at the suspended dagger, trembling slightly.

Tathagata sighed softly: "It is better to become a Buddha."

…

"Become a Buddha?" Leader Tongtian laughed: "When Xuanzang became a Buddha, he lost. The monkey also lost. How could the six-eared macaque not lose?"

"We also lost." Yuanshi Tianzun lowered his head and took a sip of tea, his eyes cold.

Lao Jun said softly: "Don't worry, eight hundred years of obsession are not so easy to resolve."

…

At this moment, the news of the Xiniu Hezhou battlefield has spread throughout the entire heaven. All eyes were watching, everyone was whispering.

"If Xuanzang became a Buddha, wouldn't his journey to the West be a complete failure?"

"I heard that the demon monkey escorted Xuanzang to the west just so that Xuanzang could overthrow Tathagata Buddha. In this way, he would really lose."

"So what if he loses? Will it be good for us if he loses? Don't we in heaven still have to look at people's faces?"

"It's better to look at Buddhism's face than to look at that monster monkey's face, right? You haven't experienced what happened more than six hundred years ago. But I feel scared now when I think about it."

"That's right. Hey...it's better than being made bigger by that monster monkey."

"Then what will happen to him in the end if he loses?"

"I heard that one of the two will be swallowed up by the heavenly tribulation, and the other will stay and become a Buddha."

Qingxin listened quietly and stood up slowly. The eyes seemed to be in a trance.

The bird beside him sat quietly, saying nothing.

Qingxin blinked her eyes blankly and said, "I... want to find him."

"Go ahead..."

This is probably destined. Birds, wind chimes, and pure hearts, who can sit here quietly and wait for the news of his death?

If there really is, it's probably because he only has Que'er's memory, but he's not his real self.

Que'er lowered his head slightly and took a sip of tea.

"Speak to the master for me..."

"good."

Turning around, Qingxin soared into the sky and headed towards the lower realm.

…

In the pavilion, Puxian looked at the unpredictable sky in the distance and said, "Will he continue to go west?"

The Dharma Ming Tathagata on the side remained silent and just sat quietly.

"Wait." Ksitigarbha said leisurely: "In any case, the results are coming out soon. This is only the first round. Even if he can pass, it may not be what he wants."

At this moment, in the small pavilion, the four major Buddhas of Buddhism have gathered: Samantabhadra, Manjushri, Ksitigarbha, and Zhengfaming Tathagata. Along with it, there is also a Lingyi Buddha.

…

In the darkness, Faming's old figure appeared in front of Xuanzang. He leaned on a cane and whispered softly: "It is better to become a Buddha than to live in the world of suffering."

In the blink of an eye, Fa Ming disappeared. Elder Jinchi then appeared. He held the alms bowl and said with slight trembling: "Since Master Xuanzang can awaken poor monks, why doesn't he become a Buddha himself?"

In an instant, Fa Ming's figure turned into the jailer transformed by Zheng Fa Ming Tathagata in the Heavenly Prison of the Tang Dynasty in the past. He shouted through the fence: "Xuan Zang, until now, you still haven't given up your obsession!"

Hallucinations came one after another. Xuanzang closed his eyes tightly, but he still couldn't escape.

On the lotus platform, Tathagata opened his mouth slightly and said once again in an understatement: "It is better to become a Buddha."

Suddenly, Xuanzang's body trembled slightly.