Only then did I realize that my cause and effect with the Great Sage had been broken. From now on, there will never be the panicked mortal woman in his life, only a ruthless and obstructive white bone king.

I asked Guanyin, how can I become a Buddha when my subordinates have killed countless people and are full of blood?

Guanyin bowed his head and said: All sentient beings are suffering, and all sentient beings can become Buddhas.

I replied with a wish.

The Great Sage has obtained the true scriptures. In front of the Da Lei Yin Temple that day, ten thousand Buddhas gathered, and I was in the bustling crowd, as a fairy of the heavenly court, to witness the scriptures and the people who learned the scriptures to become Buddhas.

Tang Sanzang's expression is solemn, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, Sun Wukong, and Little White Dragon are all neither humble nor arrogant, neither sad nor happy.

The smoke and clouds are swirling, the incense is prosperous, the fairy world is harmonious, and the world is prosperous.

I saw that after the five people were ordained Buddhas, they looked at each other, sat on the lotus platform and left, and understood that this great task of nearly 100 years had been completed, and more than 500 years earlier, the dark war had also dissipated.

For many, many years later, I could no longer feel the passage of time in the days of the Heavenly Court, so I sometimes walked in the clouds, sometimes stood in front of the Nantian Gate, and sometimes I would think of the short hundred years as a mortal woman, and the five hundred years of being the king of white bones, but now I will never lift an embroidery needle in my hand, nor can I embroider that vague appearance.

Over the years, Tang Sanzang has not changed his original intention, after all, he is sincerely to the Buddha, he can't bear the suffering of all sentient beings, and has been walking in the world since becoming a Buddha.

Zhu Bajie, was named the messenger of the pure altar, he did six roots clean, restored the handsome appearance he once had, one day I saw him meet Chang'e in the Guanghan Palace, smiled politely at each other, passed by, like a stranger.

Sha Wujing, he has become the most responsible heavenly official, diligent and meticulous, not flattering, and refusing officials to give gifts. I saw someone invite him to drink with him, but he shook his head and refused, and he was no longer the prodigal son who broke the glass cup of the Queen Mother after drinking.

I miss Monkey King.

In one night, I secretly descended to earth and fell into the nine heavens, the wind and rain of the four continents became bigger and bigger in my eyes, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the cold wind between heaven and earth, and my eyes were full of grievances and grievances for thousands of years. Finally, I landed on Huaguo Mountain, surrounded by a waterfall with continuous torrents, and the three characters of the water curtain hole behind me were vaguely visible.

On the top of the hill, a serene and peaceful monkey squatted on a rock, with his hands on his knees, staring at the round moon.

Under the stones, there are more than 1,000 little monkeys, either laughing and playing tirelessly, or lying on the grass and snoring constantly. Sun Wukong, who was on the stone, suddenly turned his head and said softly to an old monkey with white hair beside him, come, drink, drink.

The old monkey shook his head and said, "Buddha doesn't drink wine."

Sun Wukong's gentle smile gradually solidified.

I stood behind them, and I felt sad in my heart, these monkeys were clearly ghosts that had been transformed into Buddhas.

Cutting obsession, cutting cause and effect, this great drama of learning from the scriptures is not a game between the fairy world and the Monkey King.

Monkeys and monkeys have all been eradicated; sworn brothers; turned against each other one after another. The Monkey King of the Monkey King of the year no longer dared to call the word Monkey King in vain, and his anger was gone, and his fighting spirit was gone.

Fight to defeat the Buddha, fight the gods and Buddhas, do not fight, are not warlike, have never won, just become a Buddha.

I walked to Sun Wukong's side, he saw that it was me, and said softly, you are the white bone spirit of the year, yes, I didn't expect you to be good, and you have achieved positive results, good and good.

I nodded, and said quietly, Great Sage, everything you did back then was not what the little woman wanted, but Guanyin instructed you and me to eliminate cause and effect.

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment and asked: When will you and I be entangled in cause and effect?

I saw that the sky was already passing by the sunset, and I knew that I had broken my oath back then, so I hesitated for a moment, and then said: Great Sage, do you remember that when you went to Heaven to be sealed, you saved two mortal women on the way? Do you remember when you said you wanted to be a true Monkey King? Do you remember when you made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace?

Sun Wukong was silent.

I looked at the glow approaching quickly, and said hurriedly: Since that day, I have been embroidering the appearance of the Great Sage all my life, when you stepped on a white cloud, you were high-spirited, you were unruly, you wore a purple and gold crown, you were wearing gold armor, I was embroidering as a mortal, I was embroidering, I had embroidered for 600 years, all of them were the appearance of your Monkey King, do you remember? Do you remember?

Sun Wukong is still silent, and there is no trace of waves on his face.

The heavenly soldiers finally arrived, and they set me up brutally, and I struggled to break free, so I cut open the ribs with my right hand, took out a broken rib, and said to him, "Look, in fact, I have been embroidering, and you must have always remembered it, right?"

In the cold moonlight, I clearly saw that Sun Wukong's eyes reflected my only rib, which had clouds, golden hoop sticks, purple gold crowns, and golden armor.

I was dragged farther and farther away by the heavenly soldiers, and I had to shout with the loudest voice for thousands of years: Do you remember! Do you remember!

At this time, Sun Wukong's eyes had lost the rib that I had carved for countless years, he raised his head, looked at me, and said calmly, forget.

Many years ago, I firmly believed that meeting is fate, just like the gentle drizzle on Gangnam Road will never stop the story of heroes and girls. Picking plums with guns, picking green tea with halberds, the years passed slowly in this gentle contradiction.

Later, I realized that those unruly teenagers and ignorant girls will one day say goodbye without saying goodbye, and since then they have been riding for a long time, and they have been born from a long distance, waiting for a few green plums with a strong tea a day, looking back on love and hate, and then seeing the five-flowered horse under his crotch, she is wearing a golden fur.

I was a maiden, and he was a teenager.

Now, I have been reduced to a shameful oath-breaker, imprisoned outside the Nantian Gate, allowing the immortals to whisper, waiting alone for the day when the heavenly punishment will fall.

I never thought I'd see Monkey King again.

That day, he sat on Baolian and came looking for the Jade Emperor, and he was a little resigned, asking the Jade Emperor to come back to life and now be a monkey monkey grandson. The Jade Emperor shook his head and said that you are not a member of my Taoist sect, so it has nothing to do with it, not to mention that I have forgiven you for the mistakes you made back then, and this matter should not be mentioned again. Sun Wukong hesitated, but after all, he didn't say anything more, so he sat on Baolian and left.

When he came for the second time, there was no lotus platform, and he wore the official uniform of Bi Ma Wen, respectfully asking the Jade Emperor for resurrection again. This time, the Jade Emperor was arrogant and said, where does the guilty person have the qualifications to serve in the Heavenly Court? I forgive you for pretending to be a celestial official this time, so go down. Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and slowly retreated.

The third time, Sun Wukong was defenseless, just like when he jumped out of the stone, he was like a little demon who was not deeply involved in the world, standing in the center of the heavenly court where the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals were standing, asking for the life of the monkey monkey grandson. The Jade Emperor glanced at him and said, "Get out."

From that day on, I knew that I would never see Sun Wukong again.

A thousand years ago, the Monkey King had already died, and over the years, I watched him change from the unruly monkey to a scripture learner, to a fighting Buddha, and finally to a little demon who had nothing.

On the day when the heavenly punishment fell, the heavenly soldiers and generals gathered, and everyone looked indifferent. The hour had come, and the Jade Emperor walked among the immortals and waved down. I closed my eyes and laughed at my life. A dream for a thousand years, at the end of the end, I didn't have that embroidery needle, and I didn't know where to start.

So be it, I guess.

Suddenly, before the heavenly punishment came, the voices were noisy, and it sounded chaotic, only to hear the majestic voice of the Jade Emperor sounded in a deep voice: What person!

I opened my eyes and followed everyone's gaze, only to see a large scarlet cloud rolling in the distance, turning over the river and the sea, and the momentum was magnificent. When I got closer, I saw that it was the ghosts of countless monkeys, and at this time, countless ghosts respectfully spread a way, and a monkey came out of it. The monkey, wearing a phoenix-winged purple and gold crown, wearing chain gold armor, stepping on lotus silk and walking clouds, wearing a nine-foot scarlet cloak, and a golden golden hoop stick straddling both shoulders, he walked in front of the monkeys, looked at the immortals in disgust, and let out a "bah", and then, there was a rebellious shout from thousands of years ago that resounded through the fairy world: Monkey King, Sun Wukong!

I couldn't help but laugh, but I didn't know why, and I cried again.

After the Jade Emperor in the crowd was silent, he asked, "Are you going to ask for your monkey grandson's life again this time?"

Sun Wukong looked up to the sky and laughed, and then took the golden hoop stick and pointed in the direction of my side and said: How can my old grandson ask for his life? This time, not only do you want to avenge my monkey monkey grandchildren, but also take that girl and your grandfather away! After that, he looked at me, raised his head and smiled, little girl, don't be afraid, I said, I, the Monkey King, will come to save you.

Finally, he shook his head casually, moved his body, and said, kill.

I'm a bone spirit. When I was alive, I started embroidering from a cloud, and at that time I had flesh and blood, embroidered on the brocade yarn and embroidered on my heart. Later, when I became a fine, I started embroidering from a cloud, stitch by stitch on the brocade yarn, embroidered on the ribs. I always hope that one day, I will see the unruly monkey with the wings again, but this hope is more than a thousand years. The desert forest is changing, the vicissitudes of life are also changing, I have become a mortal woman, I have become a bone king, I have become countless absurd appearances, but I have never changed my original hope. On this day, I was 1,327 years old, and I finally saw it.

I saw the scarlet sea of clouds churning, crashing in front of the armor-clad silver sea, shouting and screaming, wailing in pain, mingled with the cacophony of fighting.

I saw the golden iron rod waving against the white heavenly court, frightened and fearful, unwilling to despair, and appeared in the eyes of the violent great sage.

I saw the galaxy shining brightly, shining brightly, and killing power overflowing the heavens.

I saw blood splattered in the Milky Way, corpses all over the field, and cause and effect died in the Three Realms.

I also saw a handsome celestial official on the battlefield, transformed into an ugly and hideous pig's head, holding a nail rake that burst into cold light; A wooden celestial official had been transformed into an abominable and terrifying monk, with nine miserable white skulls hanging between his neck.

I also saw a monk with a sad face in the mortal world under the Nantian Gate, with his hands folded and his eyes closed, chanting.

The scattered magic weapons shattered the shackles on my body. I walked through the Jin Ge Iron Horse, walked through the sea of stump blood, walked through the cause and effect of love and hate, walked through the long river of years, I walked in front of the Great Sage, and quietly stood beside him, as if a thousand years ago under a mountain, there was a little girl with eyes full of admiration and admiration, close to a monkey.

The blood-soaked Great Sage turned his head, grinned, and asked, Little girl, why are you here?

I looked into his bright eyes, looked at the surging heavenly soldiers, and couldn't help snickering in my heart, a thousand years, I am not the panicked little girl. I took out the rib that had been warmed for thousands of years, and I was satisfied, just like the joy when I looked forward to Sun Wukong breaking free from Wuzhi Mountain: I finally stood by his side and whispered, the white bone king of Hollow Mountain, I am willing to fight with the great sage.