From Sun Wukong smashing a realm in the palm of the Buddha's palm with one punch, smashing out a Xuanhuang hole into the heavens, to confronting the saints and before the founding spirit led Sun Wukong to the way of heaven, to the final Sun Wukong blew himself up and died, this is enough to affect the direction of the entire world, and it only happened in an instant.

During this time, it may not even be possible to blink an eye, or maybe even a certain thought cannot be born, and everything happens.

Above the heavens, everything is in the sage's thoughts, and the flow of time may be extremely fast, or it may be unimaginably full.

Everything that happened above the heavens, including the very few beings who stood at the peak of the Immortal Emperor, such as the Heavenly Emperor and Yang Jian, could vaguely see some broken pictures, and the other monks could only see the Xuanhuang Cave that made them afraid but difficult to understand.

Then, the whole world was enveloped by an inexplicable aura, and then there was a heavy rain that moistened all things.

There are also the sighs, regrets, and sorrows of certain living beings.

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Tianmen Mountain.

The dripping spring rain descended and fell on Feng Jingyuan's body, and his breath suddenly rose a lot.

The threshold of the Immortal King, which seemed to be out of reach and impossible to see, suddenly became much clearer, and it seemed that it could be touched as soon as he stretched out his hand.

What's even more amazing is that the trick on the surface of Feng Jingyuan's Linghai has also miraculously opened up, and his future cultivation path will definitely be even broader.

This is a means that only saints can have.

Feng Jingyuan stretched out his hand, took a few drops in his palm like spring rain, and was silent for a moment.

As a true immortal-level powerhouse, he has a vague sense of the great changes in heaven and earth, and he can vaguely know something.

Feng Jingyuan naturally knew that the reason why this rain that moistened all things allowed him to get such great benefits had a great relationship with the tearful divine ape in front of him.

He Xiaoshi's body was in severe pain, as if countless cracks had appeared all over his body, and they were about to explode.

This is a precursor to self-detonation.

This kind of omen, He Xiaoshi can't control at all.

However, this was not the reason why He Xiaoshi was in tears, but in his sea of consciousness, the phantom of the divine ape, which was almost exactly the same as him, was gradually fading.

A sad feeling of the death of a loved one, but unable to do anything about it, directly submerged He Xiaoshi.

In He Xiaoshi's sea of consciousness, before Sun Wukong's divine consciousness disappeared, except after crossing He Xiaoshi's endless consciousness, the two divine apes had such a conversation.

"I'm leaving," Sun Wukong said lightly in He Xiaoshi's sea of knowledge.

"You are always there," He Xiaoshi replied earnestly and sincerely.

Sun Wukong chuckled: "In this big world, no living beings can truly exist forever, even those so-called saints will eventually disappear in the long river of time that they can control." ”

He Xiaoshi was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "But this time, you won't leave." ”

Sun Wukong said meaningfully: "Maybe, after all, my grandson still has some cause and effect." ”

He Xiaoshi nodded: "Indeed, if you can come back, I am willing to lose myself." ”

Sun Wukong shook his head, and suddenly asked, "What if I'm wrong? Maybe the choice of those saints is the right one." In this case, your persistence and choice will be meaningless, and even push this big world into the abyss. ”

He Xiaoshi shook his head firmly and said seriously: "You must be right. ”

"Why?"

In the ocean of He Xiaoshi's divine consciousness, a few traces of reminiscence appeared on his phantom face, and he said with some emotion: "Because in another world, you are a real hero of the world, stepping on seven-colored auspicious clouds, the dream lover of all fairies, and the embodiment of justice in everyone's hearts." ”

"Your story will live on forever," He Xiaoshi said in an affirmative tone.

"I'm in that world, really?" said Sun Wukong with a childlike smile on his face.

He Xiaoshi nodded.

"I'm really curious, who is it that recorded the story about my grandson?"

"It seems to be an old gentleman named Wu Chengen, in that story, you are really charming. ”

"Oh, then I really should be grateful to that old gentleman, are you sure I will exist forever?" Sun Wukong seemed to be particularly entangled in this matter.

"Yes, in another story, the beautiful love story between you and Fairy Zixia made us regret and sigh for a long time. ”

Sun Wukong turned his head and thought about it, making sure that his memory would not make some mistakes because he was about to disappear: "I seem to remember that there is a true immortal named Zixia Fairy in Heavenly Court, who is indeed extremely beautiful, but I am not familiar with her." ”

He Xiaoshi was silent.

Sun Wukong was silent.

"None of this matters, the important thing is that you will be immortal," He Xiaoshi said suddenly.

"Really?"

"Definitely. ”

Sun Wukong asked himself and answered.

"It's just that after all, I still can't bear it, this world is really beautiful," Sun Wukong's divine consciousness turned into a phantom and began to dissipate.

"You'll be back, I promise," He Xiaoshi said firmly.

"Thank you so much, little one. ”

"I sense that there are very strange words echoing in your mind, can you say it?" Sun Wukong said suddenly.

He Xiaoshi was stunned for a moment, and in his consciousness, a song sounded:

Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey,

You're amazing,

The mountains of the five elements can't hold you down,

Pop up a Sun Walker.

Brother Monkey Brother Monkey,

You're so rare,

Recite the mantra again,

It didn't change the true colors of Lao Sun.

Pluck a hair,

Blow out 10,000 monkeys

......

......

He Xiaoshi's voice in the sea is not good, but it has a little bit of pride, and it is more of a child's voice.

"It's a weird tune, but it's really good," the Monkey King said in his last voice in this big world.

Then, the last wisp of Sun Wukong's divine consciousness in this big world disappeared.

The rain that moistened the heavens and the earth suddenly stopped.

All souls' hearts trembled at the same time.

Up to the ninefold heavens, down to the mortal realm, and below the tenfold firmament, nine parallel rainbows appeared in each of them, crossing the mountains and oceans, crossing the boundless void, and disappearing at the edge of the firmament.

There was the Blue Immortal Emperor Fall.

Later, the heavens were pierced by a huge force.

Then there was a demi-saint who blew himself up.

In a short period of time, three major events have occurred in this big world that are enough to change history.

In several epochs, before the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth came, there had never been three such big things.

Then, the catastrophe of heaven and earth, beyond the control of the saints, suddenly came!

And the saints couldn't even spare their hands to control this heaven and earth catastrophe, because the group of heavenly daos that had been sealed for countless years broke through most of the holy power seals and began to reveal their true colors!