The monkey, which had been crushed under the Five Finger Mountain and suffered from 500 years of wind, frost, snow and rain, was saved, but at the cost of losing his freedom.

The Buddha gave the golden hoop and taught Tang Sanzang the mantra of the hoop, so that he could control Sun Wukong and restrict his behavior, like a shackle that always restricts people's actions.

There was some surprise, but it was expected, Sun Wukong accepted it.

After five hundred years of repression, no one knows what it's like.

However, they can see that with the passage of time, Sun Wukong, the great demon who originally held high the name of Monkey King, has gradually lost a certain look in his eyes at this time, and is no longer overflowing.

The usual fighting spirit in his body is no longer visible, and has disappeared with time.

Even though he is still as unruly as before, he is still holding the Dinghai God needle iron in his hand, and he is still Tianjiao who has cultivated to Taiyi Golden Immortal in less than 20 years.

However, he seems to have lost the indomitability of the great sage in the world of black mythology forever, and has become mortal and unrequited.

Sun Wukong became an apprentice of a lay monk, and the divine needle iron in his hand that swept the rivers and seas and swept the immortals, and now he picked up the heavy luggage, and Mo Yun took the reins of the horse obediently with the palm of the moon.

Even the mouthpiece who once uttered such a bold word as vowing to be with the sky, at this time, he could not speak of his lofty ambitions, and could only call a mortal as a teacher.

Time passed quickly, and they also met two people who had been waiting for a long time, and naturally became Tang Sanzang's apprentices.

To the surprise of all the listeners, there was no doubt that the two were Marshal Tianpeng and the general of the rolling shutter.

It was as if yesterday had reappeared, and the scene of that world was once again circulating in front of countless people.

But the difference is that these two are also not as bold as before, and have become submissive, and even a little greedy for life and afraid of death, lustful and love money.

Even when encountering demons in ordinary times, they didn't dare to take the initiative to fight, but just avoided them.

It seems that he just wants to quickly escort Tang Sanzang to reach the West Heaven safely, so that he can safely seek the true scriptures, so that everything can be over.

As early as when Tang Sanzang set out, Guanyin Bodhisattva, that is, Cihang Zhenren, had already told him that he would have to go to the West Heaven to experience a total of 9981 difficulties.

Although Tang Sanzang was just a mortal, he was not afraid and calmly set out on the road.

This makes the immortals and gods not know whether he is born stupid and good, or whether he is bold and fearless.

In the end, it can only be blamed on the two Western saints behind the scenes, and the arrangement is good!

The so-called ninety-nine-eighty-one difficulties are mostly caused by some powerful demons and monsters blocking the way.

Sun Wukong's strength was naturally only revealed at this time.

However, to the surprise of the immortals, Sun Wukong did not destroy the decay and sweep everything like he made trouble in the heavenly palace five hundred years ago.

On the contrary, they have repeatedly been frustrated by these little monsters that they think are just little monsters, and even have nothing to do with them.

This Monkey King who was so frightened that even the Great Heavenly Venerable hid under the table back then, but at this time, he fought to a draw with many demons, and even sometimes fell into disadvantage.

In the end, he almost always went to Heaven or other places to bring in the rescue soldiers in order to pass the customs safely.

At this time, the immortals who were watching seemed to have tasted something.

was pressed under Wuzhi Mountain for 500 years, eating iron gall all day long, drinking copper juice, so that Sun Wukong's original innate body without leakage and immaculate appeared cracks, the muscles and veins were blocked, and the qi and blood were stagnant.

At the same time, he was also suppressed by the Buddha and his sons, and he poured the Buddha's voice into his ears every day, trying to brainwash him.

Therefore, Sun Wukong's strength is already much worse than before, he is now just an ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal, and he is no longer the scene of the past.

Moreover, in these five hundred years of suppression, Sun Wukong has not changed, he seems to have become a lot more sleek.

You don't see it, all the way to the west, how many of the so-called eighty-one difficulties are those immortals and Buddhas who descend to the earth and make trouble in the world.

And these demons patted their butts afterwards and left with their masters, leaving a mess in the world, without the slightest punishment, and Sun Wukong did not have the will to punish them.

And those demons who have no background and backstage, they were beaten into powder by his unrelenting stick.

This is what has to make people think about it.

If all this in front of him is what the people behind the scenes want, it is to wear out the fighting spirit and the unruly character he was born with.

Then there is no doubt that they succeeded.

In the end, after experiencing nine hundred and one hundred and eleven tribulations, the four masters and apprentices plus a white dragon horse successfully came to Lingshan and learned from the experience.

Sun Wukong was thus successful in his merits and was named the Buddha in the Buddhist Gate.

Others also have their own rewards, and they all rejoice.

From now on.

The golden armor of the Great Sage and the purple and gold crown of phoenix wings have become a wrapping robe and Buddha hat.

Seeing through the falsehood and seeing the real prodigy often closes himself and no longer looks at the world.

The Monkey King, who once dared to compete in the sky, lost his fighting spirit and slept all day long, muttering scriptures that no one could understand.

As for the golden hoop stick?

Hey, look at the dust on it, it's already falling and can't fall anymore.

The picture is gloomy and fades away.

Seeing such a scene, the hearts of countless listeners in the inn were empty.

This is the end of the story?

The invincible Monkey King, the Monkey King who dared to rebel against everything, became a Buddha who was always accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, like rotten wood, and was not born like this?

This ending is really disappointing.

There is also the so-called Buddha, the so-called Western religion, all kinds of schemes and methods, but they are despicable.

For a while, countless people could not turn back and could not accept this fact.

In their hearts, Sun Wukong will always be the famous character who stepped on the southern sky and shattered the sky, and was not afraid of even broken bones in order to realize the wishes in his heart.

How could it be this, who couldn't help the suffering for a while, so he turned his back on the ideals in his heart, abandoned the fighting spirit and was willing to sink into existence?

This great sage, they don't recognize.

He is just a Buddha who defeated the Buddha, and he is no longer a Monkey King.

Of course, in that casual glance, it was like discovering a new world in the hearts of the two saints of the West, but there was incomparable excitement and excitement.

What does this storyteller mean before their eyes?

It means that a road to heaven that has been leveled and tried by someone.

As long as they follow the map in the future, it means that the two of them will definitely be able to make the Western religion bigger and stronger, and carry it forward!

Although this is only the tip of the future, it is enough to excite the two of them.

Because they have done it, and in the coming time they have made the Western Church flourish, and even overpowered the limelight of expounding and intercepting the teaching, what a glory it is.

At the same time, how difficult it is!

The second saint wants to cry.

In the Star Picking Tower, Houtu, who watched everything from beginning to end, finally couldn't help the anger in his heart, and asked:

"Mr. Li, is this the end of the Monkey King? Why is this happening?"

Li Tong put down the cup in his hand, raised his head and met the pair of bright eyes, and sighed lightly:

"There is no reason for this, the world is vast, and the end is no wonder."

"Moreover, there are countless similar flowers in the infinite world, but no matter how similar they are, they will never be exactly the same, maybe this is the case in this world, but in another world, it will be something else."

"The trajectory of life is not constant, and a difference in thought can lead two people to completely different life paths."

Hou Tu seemed to have an enlightened jaw, but he still subconsciously asked:

"But why is there such a change?"

Hearing this, a rather mysterious smile appeared on Li Tong's face, and the folding fan shook gently, but the words seemed to contain endless mysteries.

"Have you ever wondered if I said that the heavens and worlds are infinite, will there be a common source in each of these chaotic and similar worlds?"

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Is it possible that every remarkably similar world has a common source?

Suddenly hearing such remarks, countless immortals and gods were all stunned, and then countless chaotic thoughts suddenly appeared in their hearts.

Among the immortals present, none of them are famous and surnamed existences in the wilderness, and they can cultivate to the point where they are now, and none of them have poor understanding talents.

Li Tong said this, but it did not prevent them from vaguely thinking about something.

Source?

This meaning is like the mysterious and mysterious mythical Daluo, the deity is one, but there are countless incarnations projecting the heavens!

They thought that such an existence was mysterious enough and incomprehensible enough, but they never expected that in addition to such cultivators, the world would be the same.

If this is really the case, what kind of existence is the desolate world they are in at this time?

It is the source that divides countless similar worlds.

Or is it just a small and inconspicuous existence in the countless timelines of the ancient source world.

And in what way do they exist?

Thinking of this, many monks who were not very firm in their Dao hearts had misty eyes, and they were about to break their Dao hearts and doubt their lives.

Even, even the meaning of his own existence has to be denied.

Anyone in the world will subconsciously be the center of the world, and he is the best, how can he accept that he is just an insignificant doppelganger of others.

As early as when Li Tongfen said that the mythical Daluo projected the heavens, they didn't care much, after all, how could they climb up with such an existence?

Even if they are conceited, they also have self-knowledge, and they understand that they can never be the projection clones of the so-called mythical Daluo.

Even, they faintly have a kind of fun-watching mentality, coming and going to look at those famous and powerful people, and even speculating on the thoughts of those saints without malicious intent.

However, now, knowing that the desolate world of one's own family may be a projection, how can the creatures inside be real?

This time, he ate melons and ate them on his head, and he couldn't sit still.

Originally, there were some optimistic Marshal Tianpeng, but after reading two of his own stories in succession, he still felt that it was good to change his face and taste a fresh life.

But at this time, he suddenly came to his senses and said with a wry smile:

"It's hard to say, I've been cultivating all my life, but I just exist as a shadow of others?"

If that's the case, then what's the point of our people's existence? What is the purpose of hard practice? ”

Styx Ancestor was also a little stunned, he didn't care about Li Tong's remarks before, thinking that his own family was unique, how could it be someone else's projection, it was simply nonsense.

But now, after hearing that their desolation may be a world that has been discarded from the roots, they are a little uncertain.

When he thought of the bloody body incarnation of his own subordinates, who had been killed by thousands of lives and killed in the midst of his thoughts, he couldn't help but frown.

If he is really the embodiment of the source being, if he sees him one day, will he not think that he is like the son of the blood god, whose wealth and life are held in the hands of others.

"No, I can't accept it!"

Even if he died, the Styx Ancestor could not accept that his life was played with in applause, and even if his divine thoughts were running fast, he was thinking of countermeasures.

"There it is!"

He seems to have found a life-saving straw:

"Exotic, I must fight for the quota to go to the Exotic Land this time, only in this way can it be possible for me to go further, and only by cultivating will continue to rise, until I can match the level of that Mythical Daluo."

"In this way, there will be no such worries!"

As soon as the thought was settled, the eyes of the Styx Ancestor suddenly became eager, like a raging blood-colored flame, coldly scanning the surrounding immortals, making their hearts chill.

Da Tianzun was also a little shaken at this moment.

Could it be that the reason why everything is not going well is because he is just an incarnation and a projection of others?

In this way, she is incomplete and does not have the authority to rule the Three Realms?

But it shouldn't!

If this is the case, then Dao Ancestor Hongjun should not have such an achievement, how can he be in line with the Tao!

"Yes, it must not be so!"

Da Tianzun clenched his fists, dispelling the chaotic thoughts from his heart, and then became firm again.

"Even if I am the embodiment of others, I believe that one day I will be able to achieve the highest level, and then I may see who is true and who is false!"

She sneered in her heart, scanned the surroundings, and finally fell on Li Tong.

can have such ambitions, but he sees that the storyteller in this world is not limited to the variables of the world.

Otherwise, why would such a thing be made public?

Isn't it causing chaos and making the immortals uncertain?

This person must have other intentions in secret, and she will not be able to earn advantage in it and strengthen herself.

It's like a trip to an exotic land that is coming now!

Hakkeinomiya.

Taishang's figure slowly emerged from the void, revealing the appearance of the deity.

He nodded slowly and thoughtfully:

"True and false, false and true, illusory and illusory, but it follows its own fate"

Taishang Enlightenment Dao, but he doesn't pay attention to the so-called source theory, even if he knows, what can he do?

Worry, panic, and even self-abandonment are just useless thoughts, and instead of thinking about them, it is better to empty everything and realize the road of enlightenment.

When cultivation arrives, who is the source and who is the incarnation, is this not a matter of discernment?

Didn't take such shocking words to heart, Taishang, who woke up from the soul wandering world, the main purpose of this time was not because of Li Tong's words, but

"After all, the calamity has become a farce, and it's time to put an end to it."

"It's just that this god is on the list"

Taishang was silent for a long time, and finally got up and left.

As the back disappeared, a leisurely sound came:

"After all, it's up to the teacher to decide."