If loss is suffering, are you still afraid of paying? If falling is suffering, do you still want to be happy? If confusion is suffering, should it start or end? If the pursuit is suffering, is it strong or obsessed!

Life, what a profound word, when I think about my life, I am at a loss. Perhaps, only in my fantasy of the Monkey King, can I have my enlightenment-

In the ancient desolate world, heaven and earth were divided into four continents. They are Dongsheng Shenzhou, South Zhanbu Zhou, West Niuhe Zhou, and North Juluzhou. Five hundred years ago, Dongsheng Shenzhou descended a Lingming stone monkey from the sky, called Monkey King, who was suppressed by the Buddha at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain. Another five hundred years, the demon monkey that used to make trouble in the sky has already become the first battle Buddha in Lingshan, and has become famous among the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and it is said that the fight defeats the Buddha. -- Inscription.

In the Huaguo Mountain, the green shade is all over, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and a group of little monkeys listen to the story around the Zixia Fairy in a purple shirt. Fairy Zixia touched the furry head of a little monkey, and her beautiful face stared in the direction of the western sky, and there seemed to be grievance and sorrow in her eyes. Sighing, Fairy Zixia told the little monkeys a story from a long, long time ago.

"Children, a long, long time ago, this place was not called Huaguo Mountain, and there was no climate like spring all year round, and there were so many creatures. It all started on that changing day, when a sacred stone flew from the sky, landed on the top of the mountain, and soon turned the surroundings into a place of recuperation. After a long time, next to the sacred stone, a purple divine flower was born, when the wind and rain were blowing, the boulder was the purple divine flower to shelter from the wind and rain, and when the summer sun was scorching, the boulder was a purple divine flower to resist the heat. The rain that dripped from the boulder flowed into the rhizomes of the sacred flowers, moistening the veins of the leaves. The divine flower grows vigorously year after year. Gradually, the purple divine flower had a hint of spirituality. After Fairy Zixia finished speaking, her eyes showed a little tenderness.

"Sister Zixia, tell me quickly, what happened later. Among the little monkeys, a little monkey with a small pink flower on his head pulled the Zixia Fairy, his eyes full of curiosity. Fairy Zixia smiled sweetly, rubbed the head of the little monkey Huahua, and said: "Later, the divine stone also produced spirituality under the feedback of the purple divine flower, and in the end, the divine stone and the divine flower were able to express some words to each other, and they became good friends, and their feelings became deeper and deeper. Speaking of this, the Zixia Fairy paused for a moment, and her tone became a little low, "But one day, a fairy flew down from the sky and picked the purple divine flower, saying that she wanted to give the purple divine flower a creation. At the time of separation, the purple divine flower and the divine stone both made a promise that if they met again in the future, they would help each other and never be separated. Fairy Zixia said and spoke, but it was already tears raining down. She likes the moment when the sun rises and sets, the four fire dragons sing, and the long, low trombone horn blowing on the platform of the bell and drum tower, pulling the golden chariot, crossing a wonderful arc in the sky. However, even though she is a fairy in the heavenly realm, there is no divine stone that accompanies her to watch the rising sun and the setting sun.

Sighing, the Zixia Fairy waved her left sleeve lightly, and a bunch of fairy melons and fruits appeared on the stone platform, and when the eyes of the little monkeys looked at the Zixia Fairy from the stone platform, the Zixia Fairy had already disappeared into the sky with the clouds.

The little monkeys scratched their heads, feeling a little lonely in their hearts. According to the elders, the Zixia Fairy visits Huaguo Mountain every ten years to tell such a story to the little monkeys, but when the Zixia Fairy comes back, it must be the next generation of monkeys who will listen.

The top of Lingshan Mountain, the Battle Buddha Palace. Dou Shengfo's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a stream of golden light swept through his eyes. The Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick placed on the weapon trough trembled.

"Report the battle of the Buddha, the Bull Demon King who was surrendered by Heaven took advantage of the Heavenly Court to open a peach banquet and fled to the lower realm. The devil is powerful, and the idle immortal is not its opponent, and the Buddha invites you to go to Duhua. Outside the hall, a palace protector said loudly.

After a long time, the Buddha said slowly: "I know, tell the Buddha that the old cow will not live for three days." ”

"Whoosh!" A golden light shot from the Spirit Mountain to the mortal realm, and the Dou Victory Buddha looked at the true fire of the sun, and the golden rod exuded a rolling breath and shot towards the accumulation mountain.

"Nam no Amitabha"

"Bull Demon King, when I learned the scriptures in the past, I spared you from dying, I never thought that you would not change your life, and you still wanted to overthrow the heavenly court and sweep the world." Accumulation Mountain Hall, a ball of flames turned into the appearance of fighting to defeat the Buddha, and the true fire of the sun surged in his eyes, facing the Bull Demon King in the hall.

The Bull Demon King spat out a mouthful of phlegm fiercely, and said in a disgusted tone: "Bah, you lackey of Lingshan, I was really blind at the beginning, how could I bow down to you! Back then, the Demon King of the Seventy-two Caves in Huaguo Mountain gathered against the sky was beaten and killed by you, and I fought with you today, Lao Niu." As he spoke, the Thunder Axe in his hand suddenly became larger, and the Bull Demon King's body soared, slashing towards the Fighting Buddha with a shocking momentum.

Fighting over the Buddha said gloomily, "Since this is the case, then don't blame my old grandson", "Bah!" With a loud shout, I saw that the Fighting Buddha was transformed into thousands of people, and tens of thousands of Fighting Buddha held the golden hoop stick to the Bull Demon King. The Bull Demon King ran the thunder axe and moved forward, and his body turned into the original body of a black bull of tens of thousands of zhang in the run, and with a blow in his mouth, the phantom Dou Victory Buddha shattered one after another, but at this time, a huge golden hoop rod from the bottom to the top suddenly penetrated the huge body of the Bull Demon King. "Moo!" the Bull Demon King screamed miserably, blood gushing out like a river, "Sun Monkey, you are cheating!", "This is a soldier who does not get tired of cheating!" In the void, the figure of the Fighting Buddha appeared, "Bull Demon King, as my sworn brother, sacrifice your life for my promotion to the Ancient Buddha!"

The blue sky was stained with blood, the Thunder Mountain slowly sank, and the huge body of the Bull Demon King fell to the ground, and the bull's eyes were tightly open, full of unwillingness.

"Sun Wukong, how did you become like this, the kind you you used to be?" clouds fell from the sky, but it was the Zixia Fairy who watched with disappointment as she defeated the Buddha.

Dou Shengfo clasped his ears, and said in a playful tone, "Kindness, hehe, in the five hundred years under the Wuzhi Mountain, my grandson understood, power and interests, is the real good thing, escaped from the bottom of the Wuzhi Mountain, but also endured the chatter of Tang Seng a few wastes, but unfortunately the six-eared macaque did not beat the monk to death, so that I took a few more years of tight spells. ”

Hearing this, Zixia said in disbelief, "Could it be?"

"Haha, yes, the six-eared macaque is also a pawn arranged by me, I originally wanted to get rid of the control of Rulai, but I never thought that the six-eared macaque really wanted to kill me, I had to kill him, but, the feeling of having power is so enjoyable, I even thought about breaking away, hehe!" Dou Shengfu shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Zixia, I think you and I have a good past, I don't care about your offense to me, remember, when you meet me in the future, let me fight to defeat the Buddha, fight the Buddha!" , After that, he laughed for a long time, picked up the body of the Bull Demon King, turned into golden light and flew to the sky.

Zixia sat down on the ground and cried out in grief.

Lingshan, a pair of huge heavenly eyes slowly retracted, such as to the ancient Buddha beside him to the burning lamp said, "That monkey head should be converted to my Buddha, but I didn't expect that this monkey head is so obsessed with power," the ancient Buddha said, "I'm not afraid that he is obsessed with power, I'm afraid that he has six pure roots," after that, the two Buddhas looked at each other and laughed.

Mount Emei, Battle Buddha Cave.

One after another, the golden light of the catastrophe entered the body of the Bull Demon King from Sun Wukong's hands, and the Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill turned into Nirvana powder and drilled into the body of the Bull Demon King, and gradually, the dead breath on the Bull Demon King's body quickly dissipated.

After a long time, the Bull Demon King opened his eyes and said, "Brother, your stick can stab my brother and me miserably, and the seven spirits lost six spirits, and almost dissipated in the Three Realms!"

"Hehe, otherwise how can you deceive the two old bald asses of Rulai and Randeng. Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"But," the Bull Demon King's black horns swayed, and he said a little tangled, "Then why do you want to deceive the Zixia Fairy?"

Sun Wukong sighed and said, "We have been preparing for thousands of years to hide the plan, once it is activated, I am likely to die, I don't want the only woman I love to wash her face with tears all day after I die, it is better to let her hate me like this." After hearing this, the Bull Demon King was silent, and he remembered the Iron Fan Princess, the woman who had always been in love with him. But now there has been no news.

Sun Wukong got up and walked out of the Battle Buddha Cave. Through the fiery eyes, look at the living beings at the foot of Mount Emei. I silently swore in my heart, "This Heavenly Court and Lingshan have dominated the world for a long time, and enslaved this vast number of sentient beings for a long time, for the true freedom of hundreds of millions of living beings, I want this heaven and earth, and there are no gods and Buddhas!"

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the Ruyi golden hoop stick broke through the sky from Mount Emei.

In the galaxy, Erlang God Yang Jian looked at the golden hoop stick that pierced into the sky, and said in his heart, "Monkey, is this day finally coming? I have been waiting for this day for a long time than you!"

The end of the play

Epilogue:

Fallen leaves drift to the earth, seeds sleep under the snow, a flower blooms and withers rapidly, in the shadow of the flowing light, the star map is constantly changing, mountains rise in the sea, and the grass and trees have risen for hundreds of generations, and there are always pieces standing in the wind. I portrayed the ending of the Journey to the West in my dream, looking forward to Monkey King having a different life, just as I looked forward to a different life. Even though I have been desolate, decadent, bewildered, and bewildered. However, I hope that my life will not be dull, but exciting. Finally, I would like to present a poem that I really liked.

I was told that the road to heaven was out of reach

And you, right there

I said, out of reach

Then appreciate your beauty and elegance

In this silver world

Time is superfluous, you are the only one

Someone told me about your past life

It's a misty rain

In the water alley of Jiangnan, gently drip

I said, the smoke and rain of the previous life

In this life, we meet without makeup

I don't understand your coldness, but I know your temperature

As always

Exactly then

I have you in my sights

I have you on my long sleeves

I have you in my breath too

If you come, it will be just a cloud

I would like to always chase your falling trajectory

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