Chapter 140: Monkey King, Fighting ...... Victory Buddha! (Journey to the West Final Chapter)
Qingchen old Taoist priest climbed the hill in front of the Ling Mountain, he looked up and saw that on the Ling Mountain, ten thousand rays of light bloomed, countless immortals and Buddhas embraced, a big Buddha with a peaceful smile on his face, about the same as Mount Meru.
In front of the big Buddha, a golden giant monkey of 10,000 zhang size looks extraordinarily thin and short, it wears a phoenix winged purple gold crown, wears gold chain mail, steps on the lotus silk steps, holds a golden hoop stick in both hands, stubbornly stands in front of the big Buddha, a stick to the sky, to the face of the Buddha, swing out the stick.
Its feet stepped out of the deep cracks in the earth, and in the face of the light of perfection, wisdom and peace behind the Buddha's head, it was lonely and straight, and it seemed that it had the strength of heaven to bear on its shoulders and refused to kneel.
"Wukong, are you still unwilling to enlighten?" Avalokiteshvara couldn't bear to ask.
"Enlightened! Monkey! Nezha also persuaded.
"What's so bad about being a fighting Buddha?" Erlang God sighed with emotion, as if there was melancholy, as if there was regret, asking Wukong, and asking himself.
Looking at the gods and Buddhas in the sky or disdainful, or solemn, or low-hanging eyes, Wukong just looked up to the sky and smiled, and suddenly three figures appeared in his mind, one is a stubborn stone monkey, in the game Huaguo Mountain, he jumped in depth and poked out a water curtain hole, which was embraced by all the monkeys, and he was a good monkey king.
One is a fierce ape in armor, drank Pan Tao Immortal Wine, stole Laojun Jindan, wore gold chain mail, wore a phoenix-winged purple gold crown, drank the demons, and stepped through Lingxiao known as Qi Tian.
The last one sat on the lotus platform, countless golden hairs fluttering in the wind, tall and upright, but with a little compassion in his eyes, wisdom and wisdom, and vast powers...... The treasure is solemn, a dark gold robe is draped on the body, and the end is a great mercy and compassion, like a wise fairy and holy Buddha.
"If you are willing...... Why me? Wukong asked abruptly.
"If I let go of this unwillingness and realize the enlightenment itself, I will fight to defeat the Buddha...... But, if I want to be a Buddha. How can you be reincarnated a thousand times and end up with no consummation? ”
The fighting Buddha in its heart spoke: "Let it go! ”
Chen Ang's phantom in mid-air slowly dissipated, leaving only a faint sigh......
The call of the heart is always wandering!
The clouds in the wind, it came to me.
The man in the distance, still waiting
The familiar voice is gone.
Wukong lowered his head and roared, but the pressure from the big Buddha in front of him became heavier and heavier, such as a thousand, ten thousand Sumeru Mountains, the high and strong skills that he relied on in the past, at this moment, it was as if it did not exist, like the incorruptible body of steel and iron bones, but it was only like paper paste, the straight lonely crutch bent little by little, and the straight spine made a sound that was not burdened.
Wukong bared his teeth and roared, but his voice was hoarse.
The Buddha on the opposite side sighed: "Idiot! ”
He raised his right palm and slowly pressed down towards Wukong, and with a bang, the spiritual mountain under Wukong's feet collapsed, his legs were pierced like stones, trembling slightly, and its arms were no longer as stable as Mount Tai, but also trembling with his legs, the pressure of the huge force of the sky made Wukong's eyes burst, and a line of blood and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.
dripping on the ground.
The old Taoist priest opened his mouth, not knowing how to describe the scene in front of him.
"You said you were leaving and coming back tomorrow? What you once couldn't forget, do you remember now? Turning around is not a farewell, but separation is inseparable......"
On the spiritual mountain, the immortal Buddha was silent, and in Wukong's unwilling roar, there seemed to be a voice singing. The old Taoist priest of Qingchen looked back, but saw that in the sunset, Chen Ang led the horse and left with Lingshan on his back.
"If you meet me in the past...... Please bring him back! ”
"Master......" Wukong's voice was already muffled, it was suppressed and breathless, and it was still struggling to ask, "When you named me, but because he used to be called Sun Wukong?" ”
Chen Angtou didn't reply: "There may be this reason, but in my heart, you have long been the unique Monkey King!" ”
Wukong's mind came up with the scene of the past, when the Tai Qing people smiled and said, "Since you don't want to be surnamed Lao, and you want to live forever, then the surname is Sun!" ”
Chen Ang also said: "You seem to be a talented person, but you are unruly inside, you would rather bend than bend, and you will definitely break into a catastrophe in the future, this is your natural ferocity, a stubborn willfulness, and the demonic nature that you learned from your teacher." ”
"You are an ape, and as a teacher, I don't expect you to become a moral real person, break the stubborn stone and not Wukong......"
"In the future, you will be called Monkey King!"
At this time, its waist has been pressed into a tight arch, and its spine seems to be about to collapse at any time.
Wukong faced the pressure of Rulai's palm inch by inch and straightened up!
His eyes were red, almost spurting a thin mist of blood, and he roared word by word, "Break the stubborn stone...... No Goku! I... No... Realize! ”
The Precious Iron of the Star Determination God that Chen Ang gave and made of the extraterrestrial core of the sky shattered inch by inch after being bent to the limit!
The Rulai Divine Palm that was supported by it pressed down on Wukong in shock, Nezha couldn't help but exclaim, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun couldn't help but take a step forward, clenched his fists, and the Bull Demon King who was watching from a distance was even more wide-eyed, showing horror.
"I said it! I...... No...... Realize! Wukong looked up to the sky and roared, brandishing the broken golden hoop stick, and hit it towards the Rulai Divine Palm, and in the shattered Shenzhen Iron, countless divine rays converged into a golden hoop stick, breaking the divine palm that was like pouring into the sky, and hit the vast galaxy of countless time and space collapses and countless universes are born and destroyed.
Chen Ang turned around when he heard this, and suddenly showed a smile when he saw the golden hoop rod that had been rejuvenated in the broken Dingxing Divine Treasure Iron.
"Apocalypse...... I need a golden rod like no other! ”
"In exchange for what?"
"What are the key data for an experiment?"
"What experiment?"
"Can that golden rod shatter Shakyamuni's head?"
"Good!"
The golden hoop rod smashed on the palm of the Nyorai God who poured into the sky, which encompassed the entire Three Realms universe, completely flipped, and with all the substances of the four continents and the four seas and oceans, the blow that was flipped and crushed was completely torn apart by a golden hoop, and the palm of the Nyorai Divine Palm was shattered by a stick.
The golden ape jumped out of it.
Rulai suddenly stopped holding his palm, silently looked at his broken palm, and sighed: "You won!" ”
In all directions, countless immortals and gods froze together, and suddenly Nezha exclaimed: "Fight, fight, win, Buddha!" Guanyin Bodhisattva also solemnly praised: "Fight, fight, win, Buddha!" Suddenly, countless immortals and gods praised: "Monkey King, fight...... Victory Buddha! ”
In the midst of the mountain roaring and tsunamis, Wukong stared at the golden hoop stick in his palm, suddenly laughed softly, and finally glanced back.
Turned to ashes......
The golden hoop stick fell into the dust, smashed the plaque of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and inserted it in front of the mountain gate of the Da Lei Yin Temple.