Chapter 151: How Can You Forget Journey to the West?
Dark space, faintly visible strange mountains.
The white-robed Tang monk came out of the shadows.
> What kind of place is it? β
&Where did it come from? A voice asked him.
& The monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the east and went to the west to seek the true scriptures. β
& West Heaven? Then why don't you go west? β
& The heavens are not in one direction, and the western heavens may be everywhere possible. β
& I don't care, I just know it's not the West Heaven. β
What kind of place is this? β
& Son...... This is called the Marble Mountains! β
&Hike, there is no such mountain on the map. β
>> Because this mountain is not in the Three Realms at all, and no one can come here, you are not human, are you? β
>Ah, I was beaten to death by a monkey with a stick that didn't make sense, but that's why I was able to come to this place. β
&Monkey? It's a familiar name, 500 years ago, I was also called a monkey, but in 500 years, no one has been here, no one has spoken to me again. β
>> Living alone in the dark, what is your name? β
& name? Ah, I seem to have forgotten a little bit of what no one asked me for 500 years, as if I ...... Five hundred years ago, my name was Monkey King.
With a loud bang, lightning illuminated the mountain shape of the Five Elements Mountain, and on the middle finger, a side sticker lit up in the lightning.
West.
Ten thousand Buddhas surged.
Heaven and earth are filled with great noises.
Tang Seng stood at the foot of the surging Five Elements Mountain, the wind came out of his robe, and his vision was persistent and stable.
He walked forward.
Guanyin appeared in front of him: "Senior brother, are you really going to do this?" β
Tang Seng: "What do you call me?" β
Guanyin: "Senior brother, five hundred years ago, you taught me a lot of things, and you once had the status and magic power second only to the Buddha in heaven and earth. Although you have lost all of these now, you still have the understanding and wisdom that amazes us, you have found the flaws in the Three Realms, you are not afraid of the fate arranged by God, and even death cannot organize your steps. You have traveled day and night to this place, the exit of the Three Realms. But why won't you turn back and come back to us? β
Tang Seng: "You guys? Who are you? It has nothing to do with me in the past, I am who I am now - Tang Xuanzang. β
Guanyin: "Once upon a time, you were one of the creators of the Three Realms, and the creators of this world also had your share, why did you destroy it with your own hands?" β
Tang Seng: "Hehe, did I create this world?" But why is it now my cage? β
Guanyin: "As long as you want, I can guide you back to the Western Heavens, become a Buddha on the ground, and return to the Supreme Dharma Realm, high in cause and effect." β
Tang Seng smiled: "Haha, it's a pity! He raised his eyebrows and said: "I am no longer a god, I will no longer be nostalgic for my status, what gods and Buddhas, I just want to tell the people of the world, you are the biggest illusion in the world!" β
Guanyin: "Impossible, you can't break the spell of Rulai, you can't release the real Monkey King!" β
Tang Seng smiled and walked forward.
He came to the post of the eight-character mantra.
He looked back: "If I know the vanity of God, how can I be hindered by a broken piece of paper!" He gestured back.
West.
Ten thousand Buddhas were shocked: "Broken paper...... Broken paper ...... Broken paper ...... He said that the Buddha's sticker was a piece of torn paper...... Broken paper ...... Broken paper ......"
The side was pasted into pieces, the dark clouds were punctured, and the pillars of sunlight shot down the Marble Mountain.
The Marble Mountains began to stir. In the ever-increasing pillars of sunlight, the golden light of the rocks fell and traveled through the mountain, constantly rushing into the sky.
The gloomy heavenly court
Emperor of Heaven: "No! No! The demon monkey is about to be born again! β
Yang Jian laughed like crazy: "Hahaha, we still can't escape, we still can't escape......"
Li Jing trembled: "Who will decide the fate of God...... Who will bless God? β
The sand monk stepped back: "What's that?" What is that? β
Bajie looked up at the blue sky exposed in the stormy dance: "Hehe, here." β
The little white dragon also watched from the side: "Is it him?" β
Huaguo Mountain.
Yao looked at the sky.
The golden light swept by, and the wind blew on her calm face.
Beside her, Wukong the Walker was gone, and the place where she stood was a whirlwind of wind and sand.
There was only one golden hoop still spinning on the ground.
Ah Yao picked up the golden hoop from the ground, raised her head and shouted excitedly: "Fly, Sun Wukong!" β
She danced, throwing the golden hoop into the sky.
He was breaking through the darkness and flying towards a ray of light.
Blood splattered.
Millions of demons suddenly fell silent.
The Roc King found that they were all looking at the same placeβat his feet.
He looked down and saw that there was nothing under his feet but a golden hoop.
The Roc King slowly raised his head, and the wind passed through the mountains without any scruples, stirring something and crackling.
He slowly turned to look at what was ringing in the wind.
It was the shaking banner: "Qi-Heaven-Great->."
Dapeng's face suddenly turned white.
The wind began to blow stronger and stronger.
There was a loud bang that pierced the heavens and the earth.
The Roc King saw that the clouds in the sky were reflected in orange, and the red light flowed in all directions like blood along the cracks in the huge clouds. A large rift opened. A red light spat out from inside.
& Thunder, rain to collect clothes. Silverhorn said with a chatter of teeth.
&What! Why say this! Why!! The Roc grabbed the silver horn hysterically and shook it.
He dropped him again and shouted at the sky: >
Sun Wukong stood there like that, looking at him coldly, his eyes were a flash of light, passing through memory and history, connecting those legendary mighty shadows closely.
ββ¦β¦ You're back, great, do you remember when we drank together......" Dapeng's feet suddenly softened, he sat on the ground, and said bitterly: "You killed the Bull Demon King, do you want to kill me now?" β
Sun Wukong stared blankly at a wooden cup in his hand: "Good wine, good friends, now it's gone." He raised his head: "Five hundred years ago, who was the Roc that flew to the throne of Rulai?" β
The Roc King fell to the ground.
Sun Wukong walked past him and walked in front of the million demon army.
The four fields were silent, only the banner of "Monkey King" shook in the wind.
Sun Wukong stretched out his hand to stroke the flagpole and looked up at the flag, as if thinking about many things.
The demons all held their breath, and many old demons couldn't help but tremble when they remembered the scene when they swore to the heavenly court. The newborn demon monkeys opened their eyes wide to see this demon king who had been mentioned countless times by their predecessors with awe and exclamation.
> Heavenly Sage! An old demon couldn't cry silently, and raised his arms and shouted.
> Heavenly Sage! Monkey King! The demons cheered.
Dapeng no longer had the strength to stand up, and at that moment he suddenly understood what it meant to be invincible.
Bai Jingjing was caught in the crowd and shouted, suddenly she felt that she knew what happiness was, and when she finally saw this moment, she cried, like a little girl.
There was nothing left to defeat him, she cried and thought, wonderful.
> Let's cut it all. Bai Jingjing asked Sun Wukong, "From now on, you don't have to go to the West." β
Sun Wukong smiled at him, and his smile was like sunshine.
Bai Jingjing forgot who she was, forever, she thought. No more struggles, no more scheming and no more fate. Forget the goblins, forget the hatred with the gods, and laugh forever.
At this time, she felt as if ten thousand rays of light shot into the top of her head, like a dark white bone cave suddenly opened the skylight, and the dazzling light shone into her body, and she felt that she was transparent and light. The world became transparent, and she saw the veins of all the leaves, and saw life flowing in those veins, flowing to every corner of heaven and earth.
&Come, it's so beautiful. She laughed and fell to the ground. It was distorted into its original form and blown away by the wind.
Sun Wukong put away the golden hoop stick, he saw the golden hoop on the ground, picked it up and held it in his hand. Looking closely, the golden hoop glittered in the sunlight.
Guanyin appeared in the sky, "Sun Wukong, the golden horn and silver gold are the furnace boys of Tushi Palace, and the Dapeng is the sculpture in front of the Buddha's throne, this ...... This ......"
&Let's go. Sun Wukong didn't look at her, and waved his hand and said.
The golden horn, the silver horn, and the roc crawled to the cloud head with a rolling belt.
Tang Seng sat in the woods, the sun shining down from among the leaves, he watched with great interest as the ants built their kingdom among the patches of light, didn't they know that the spots of light would soon move away and disappear?
He raised his head, and in the ten thousand rays of light, he squinted and saw Sun Wukong coming over.
"Father, let's go." β
Tang Seng lowered his head and looked at the ants again, he couldn't find the spot he looked at just now. "What a land of Elysium, I'd like to see it a little longer."
>> β
& Go. β
& Travel? Journey to the West! γ
The fire in the Heavenly Palace burned for another seven days. It's finally extinguished.
The gods searched for ruins and ashes, and they saw only two things.
A charred stone, a burnt gold hoop.
Some people said they heard the singing and laughter coming from the fire.
Some people say that they once saw a golden light and a purple gas entangled in the fire rising from the fire and heading towards the sky.
Of course, many more people don't say anything.
Guanyin got the golden hoop.
& Our goal has been completed, can Journey to the West end? β
Rulai was holding the stone in his hand. Guanyin asked.
& Defeated, but is he defeated? He finally escaped from my grasp. Golden Cicada, he won. Rulai held the broken golden hoop and groaned.
With a wave of his hand, the stone flew down to earth.
β¦β¦β¦β¦
A-Yao found the stone, and she buried it in a scorched earth of Huaguo Mountain.
How many years ago, that scene appeared again......
&Guoshan, when will the flowers and fruits grow again? However, the seeds have been sown all over the world. Sun Wukong grabbed a handful of black soil on the ground, and a childlike smile appeared on his face.
The thunder on the horizon is getting closer and closer.
Sun Wukong leaned against a scorched tree and waited quietly.
At that moment, the dark sky was suddenly cut open by a huge bolt of lightning.
Sun Wukong jumped up and pointed the golden hoop stick straight at the sky.
>! β
His figure, illuminated by electric light at that moment, is still frozen in the legend thousands of years later.
> If it rains, flowers and plants will grow here, I have no seeds, if God knows my heart, let the stones bloom too. β
Yao slit her wrist and spilled blood into the ground.
Suddenly, there was a thunderclap in the sky, and it rumbled and rolled.
Yao looked up. At this time, the first drop of rain fell on her head.
& Rain! Monkey King, look...... Rain...... It's raining...... Flowers are sure to grow! Ah Yao cried with joy and shouted to the sky.
In the sky, behind the black clouds, a white dragon churned.
In the distance, the chariots of the heavenly soldiers rumbled, and the shouts of the heavenly generals could be heard: "Who is the one who violated the rules of heaven and secretly rained water in Huaguo Mountain!" β
& Monk, Monkey King, Zhu Bajie, this is the last thing I can do for you. The little white dragon thought.
>> Farewell! β
Fallen leaves drift to the earth, seeds sleep under the snow, a flower blooms and withers quickly, in the shadow of the flowing light, the star map is constantly changing, mountains rise in the sea, plants and trees have risen for hundreds of generations, and there are always pieces standing upright in the wind, just like their ancestors.
How can you forget Journey to the West? β¦β¦
&Final]
& Well, the author admits that the last few chapters are a bit inauthentic, but I don't regret it, because at least there are still readers who are willing to see part of the charm of "The Legend of Wukong" from me, and don't ask them to have that interest in reading the original book again, but as long as they think that this novel touches them as much as I do. οΌ
& will officially enter the plot of my novel.,If you like to read it.,If you're a little interested, continue to read it.,If you're really impatient.,Then give up.γ Xiaoyu doesn't ask for help, and writes this novel just to share the touches and experiences he has received from "The Legend of Wukong" and countless classic anime, so that everyone can feel it together. To be honest, one day I saw a reader say that he hadn't read AB, and then read it because of my book - and then it was very "hurt", Xiaoyu was still very touched in her heart, because at least my book conveyed my heart to one reader, and that was enough. οΌ
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