The Monkey King was split in two.

The upper part of it is separated again and becomes a number of youkai on the westward journey.

The scripture-learning team led by the lower body killed, repeated many times, and kept killing to achieve the goal of "I kill myself".

Others can't kill Sun Wukong, so what about himself?

Keep killing, there will always be a day when you kill.

If you are a little more ruthless, maybe Heavenly Court also exists, but all of them are Sun Wukong.

In contrast, Yang Que believes more in the possibility that Heavenly Court is not there, and part of Sun Wukong has become a lot of monsters.

If the real Heavenly Court is all Sun Wukong, the person who arranged all this seems to be too powerful.

There are so many "people" in Heavenly Court, and the number of monsters that can be counted as a catastrophe in the westward journey is not of the same magnitude.

And who will be behind all this?

Most of the time it's like this.

According to the first theorem of the Black Hand of the Three Realms: if a bad thing cannot be found behind the scenes, then it must be done by Rulai.

The second theorem: If that bad thing happened to Rulai, it must be Sanqing's doing.

The third theorem: If something bad happens to Sun Wukong, it is Sanqing and Rulai who joined forces to do it.

Why join forces?

Because it is necessary to arrange Sun Wukong's mysterious master, Bodhi Ancestor.

From the perspective of the "Black Hand Theorem of the Three Realms", it is speculated that maybe in the future, when you go to the Western Heavens, you will be able to see the real Buddha.

Yang Que thought like this, and felt that he might as well forget it and run away first.

Yang Que didn't feel that now his little arms and legs could directly twist Rulai's thighs.

"You seem to be very prejudiced against Rulai." Howling Dog said.

"Well, in the Black Journey to the West, the gods and Buddhas are all bad people, and if you come to Sanqing, you are the worst of the bad, and you are a very powerful boss. Be wary of something that's okay. Yang Que said.

“…… But I always felt that this was not necessarily the case. The Roaring Sky Dog shook his head in the mountains and seas, "How to say it, even if it's Sun Wukong." With Rulai's strength, if you want to really kill him, you don't have to be so troublesome. You're underestimating them a little. ”

"Is it so strong?"

"Hmm." The Roaring Sky Dog nodded very affirmatively, "If you really want to describe it, I look at the master and Sun Wukong, just like seeing an indestructible towering mountain."

"If you come and wait for others, it is a high sky, and you can't reach it."

Some people are not behind it, because they are too strong.

You don't need to go behind the scenes, you don't need to be black.

One person and one dog were still discussing, and Zhu Bajie seemed to have made up his mind over there, and said, "Senior brother! ”

"Huh?" Yang Que turned his head away.

"I want to go to the West Heaven to see what the hell is going on!" Zhu Bajie's tone was firm.

"Huh? Didn't you plan to go before? Yang Que asked.

Zhu Bajie coughed and whispered, "Before...... Actually, I'm going to look for a chance to run away. Because Senior Brother, you always look murderous and plan to kill Lingshan. ”

"Wait a minute, why do you think I'm murderous?"

"Senior brother, you are ruthless, and you like to collect those monsters, isn't it to subdue them and kill them on the Spirit Mountain?"

Yang Que was speechless for a while, this is really nothing.

He just planned to go to Lingshan to have a look, but he didn't think about killing him in Lingshan.

Let's not talk about whether it can be done, but even if it can be done, is it necessary?

He's not really the Monkey King.

Collecting strange beasts is for the Mountains and Seas Cave Heaven, and going to the West Heaven is also because that direction is the same as the direction pointed by the pages of the Mountains and Seas.

Killing the West Heaven or something, Yang Que really didn't think about it.

Infiltrating is pretty much the same.

However, it is obviously a good thing that Zhu Bajie can have such an ideological awareness.

Yang Que didn't say it explicitly, just patted Zhu Bajie's shoulder, and everything was silent.

Everyone has to know what to expect.

As for whether this number of Zhu Bajie is misunderstood, it is not within Yang Que's consideration - or rather, it is best if Zhu Bajie misunderstood.

With such a mentality, you will work hard.

Burn the corpse of the "Three Power Demons", and everyone will be on the road again.

"Why are fish monsters stupid?"

A few days later, looking at the grilled fish in front of him, Yang Que sent out a soul torture.

"I don't know." Zhu Bajie shook his head.

"Didn't you say that the commander of the Tianhe sailors is good at water warfare? I thought you would know something about fish yokai. ”

"I suspect that these are all fakes now, think about it carefully, I am obviously a pig demon, why am I good at water warfare?" Since discovering the false memories, Zhu Bajie has begun to doubt everything.

"Forget it, let's eat. Master, don't you want it? Does fish count as meat? Yang Que turned his head to look at Tang Seng and said.

Tang Seng shook his head silently and lowered his head to recite the scriptures.

Now you are on the edge of the Tongtian River.

This grilled fish is the Inspiration King Carp Essence.

According to the normal situation, it is a carp essence that comes from Guanyin and goes back to Guanyin.

And Guanyin has never appeared.

This time was no exception, and there was no one to rescue the King of Inspiration in the end.

Its IQ is also quite low, just a little better than the beast, and it is not worthy of the title of the King of Inspiration.

But the old business of eating boys and girls has not given up.

Priest every year, eat every year.

According to the surrounding villagers, as long as the sacrifice of virgins and boys is made, it will be safer.

It's not that the IQ of the inspiration king is so high, it's that the villagers formed it spontaneously.

After eating the inspiration king of boys and girls, relatively speaking, the number of times to make waves is less.

A safe balance is formed, and there is a bit of a tamed feeling.

This balance of security was broken with the arrival of Yang Que and others.

When Yang Que and the others were about to go into the water to get rid of the demons, they were stopped by the villagers, saying that they couldn't alarm the river god, otherwise everyone would die.

Tang Seng was ready to reason with the villagers, and Yang Que directly talked about physics.

The physical effect is outstanding, and the villagers have said: You can do whatever you want.

So, everyone ate grilled fish here, according to the convention, Tang Seng will only smell the fragrance, will not eat.

Yang Que, Zhu Bajie and Qi Qi were feasting.

The Tongtian River is wide and deep, and the King of Inspiration is also quite large, with a length of nearly twenty meters.

Zhu Bajie finally let go of his belly and ate a refreshing meal.

The wine was not enough to be full, Yang Que looked at the remaining bones, and gradually became strange.

Those bones were not fish bones, as always, they looked like monkey bones.

Maybe he has the blood of Sun Wukong, and in a sense, belongs to Sun Wukong's "heir"?

"Senior brother, why are these monsters so strange?" Zhu Bajie chewed a bone and spit it out.

That kind of monster with incomplete transformation, from a person's point of view, is already very strange.

And the more powerful monsters encountered by the westward journey, even in the eyes of the monsters, are very strange.

"It's good to get used to it, maybe the west is even weirder." Yang Que threw the grill into the Tongtian River, washed it, and put it away, "Let's go, cross the river." ”

There is a ferry in the Tongtian River, it is not like the quicksand river, and the goose feathers do not float.

As long as there is no inspiration, the king makes waves, it is a "good river".

Of course, now Yang Que and they don't need this.

They flew over to cross the river.

Tang Seng complained a lot about this, but he was helpless, feeling that he didn't look like a master, like an apprentice.