The blood slowly flowed down and merged with the river water of Lingyundu.

On the Ling Mountain, all the Buddhists watched in silence as Tang Sanzang and the three of them walked towards the Great Lei Yin Temple.

"Blood!"

"There's blood!"

The Buddhists were the first to notice the anomaly in the river, and everyone was very nervous.

In that battle, who won and who died? Zhu Bajie also looked at Ling Yundu nervously, only Tang Sanzang's expression was still extremely calm.

In the middle of the sky, a cloud floated over.

The eyes of the entire Three Realms were all looking at this cloud, from the Doushi Heavenly Palace beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, to Jinao Island beyond the East China Sea, and down to the Nine Hells, and everyone wanted to know who was standing on this cloud.

A robe, a golden robe, fell from the clouds.

This is the robe of the Buddha, and everyone in Buddhism knows it. When this robe leaves the body of the Buddha, it can only say one thing.

"Rulai is dead!"

Renekton's voice came from above the clouds.

Quiet, quiet above Lingshan. Zhu Bajie felt a hot current surging in the corner of his eyes, damn, this is completely out of line with his style, how can he be moved? What are you kidding, shouldn't you say a few words to sarcastically mock this hateful demon king?

Renekton jumped from above the clouds and stepped on top of his golden robe. His chest was covered with blood and scars, like a dying man, but it was such a dying appearance that silenced tens of thousands of Buddhist followers.

"You're back?" Tang Sanzang looked at Renekton.

"I'm back. Renekton looked at Tang Sanzang.

The two tacitly walked directly in the direction of the Great Leiyin Temple, and the two messengers of Ananda and Kaye under the Buddha were already waiting at the door of the Great Leiyin Temple.

Rekton walked at the front, staring coldly at the two Buddhist envoys.

"What about the scriptures?" asked Reekton.

Ananda and Kaya looked at Rekton and said in unison, "There is no scripture. ”

No scriptures? Everyone was stunned for a moment, only Renekton and Tang Sanzang understood what they meant.

The so-called Journey to the West is a drama in itself, and the Western Longitude taken is just a dreamy empty flower. Renekton sighed: "Forget it, 108,000 miles, seventeen years, so much experience, it doesn't matter if there is a west longitude in the end." ”

Zhu Bajie was not happy: "Hey, I said that you two died at the hands of my third junior brother, and you can't say anything if you don't give something, right?"

Ananda and Ka Ye looked at each other, and could only say, "Then you can take the scriptures in this Great Thunder Yin Temple at will." ”

"Haha, I knew you guys just like to hide things!"

Zhu Bajie happily took Ao Ling into the Da Lei Yin Temple to see if he could fight the autumn wind. Rekton and Tang Sanzang were waiting outside.

"It's been a long time. Renekton sighed with emotion, "Seventeen years is actually just a blink of an eye for the Three Realms, but in the past seventeen years, the Three Realms have changed a lot. ”

"Really?" Tang Sanzang replied lightly, as if a qiē of the Three Realms was just a passing cloud in his eyes.

"Amitabha!"

A melodious Buddha horn came from afar.

I saw a fat monk with a rich face walking slowly from a distance, followed by a small novice with yellow eyebrows. Of course, this person is no stranger to Renekton, who often laughs at the ridiculous people in the world, and has a big belly that can tolerate things that are intolerable in the world.

"It turned out to be Maitreya Buddha's predecessor. Renekton smiled and saluted.

Maitreya Buddha looked at Rekton, sighed, and said, "I never thought that the cycle of heaven and earth would become today's situation. ”

At this time, many Buddhist sects on the Lingshan saw the arrival of Maitreya Buddha, and they recited the Buddha's name, and everyone knew that after the death of the Buddha, it was the era when Maitreya Buddha controlled Buddhism in the future.

"Haha! There are so many scriptures!" At this time, Zhu Bajie ran out with a large box of scriptures, and the faces of the two Venerables Ananda and Jiaye behind him were green, this Zhu Bajie was simply a robbery.

"Amitabha, all the donors have gone through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties, and finally come to Lingshan, these scriptures can be regarded as repayment. Maitreya Buddha was born and said. As soon as the two Venerables Ananda and Kasa saw Maitreya Buddha, they immediately understood that now that Maitreya Buddha has returned, then he is the biggest master of Lingshan.

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.

On the Zixiao Palace, the Journey to the West list turned into a golden light, hovering in the sky nine times, and finally merged into the Jade Disc of Creation.

"It's over, Journey to the West. Hongjun Daoren's voice came from a distant place, "Okay, everyone, you can go back." The grievances and grievances of the Three Realms, you can do it yourself, I'm going to go back to sleep. ”

The sound faded, a huge spatial vortex emerged, and one by one the saints slowly returned from the distant Fenbao Cliff.

The Three Realms are about to enter a new chapter again.

Lingshan, at the foot of the mountain.

Zhu Bajie was carrying luggage and scriptures, Ao Ling was no longer a white dragon horse, but an eight-part heavenly dragon bodhisattva, Tang Sanzang's eyes were still calm and indifferent.

"Amitabha, monk, I won't be far away. Maitreya Buddha is rarely dressed in a robe, standing at the foot of the spiritual mountain, "Ladies and gentlemen, we are all fate, fate arises and dies, there is a destiny, if there is still fate in the future, we should see each other." ”

Zhu Bajie smiled hesitantly: "Fat monk, I don't want to see you again, anyway, I will go to Nanzhan Buzhou to live my little life in the future, haha!"

After saying this, the White Dragon Horse, the Yellow Eyebrow Boy and the Maitreya Buddha all laughed, and even Tang Sanzang showed a rare smile of relief.

Renekton looked at everyone, and suddenly felt like a different world, life, days, in fact, this is the case. A journey to the west, how many people are connected together, the journey to the west has ruined a qiē, but it has created a lot of things, Hongjun Taoist people, maybe they really understand this truth better than anyone else.

"I'm leaving. Renekton suddenly said this.

Everyone was stunned, and Zhu Bajie asked, "I said, third junior brother, don't you go back to Nanzhan Buzhou with us?"

Renekton smiled: "I will go when I have a chance in the future." ”

With that, Renekton turned into a wind and dissipated in front of everyone, as if he had never existed.

There are many things that people live in the world and cannot forget. What Renekton has to do now is to accomplish the most important thing in his life.

Within half an hour, Renekton had already arrived at Beiju Luzhou.

Mingsha Mountain.

Blackwater Palace.

The black-haired and silver-eyebrowed Demon King appeared at the door.

The "big" goblin was about to cheer, but Renekton quickly stopped him.

"Don't get excited. Renekton smiled and walked slowly into the inner sanctum. At this time, Lei Er and the others were waiting in the middle of the palace, and when they saw Renekton returning, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"I'm back. ”

Renekton only spoke four words, but those four words were far greater than any rhetoric. Lei Er felt a tear welling up in the corner of his eye, but he didn't let it flow, because he was a man, how could a man cry so lightly?

"Madame and Childe are inside. The Rain Envoy whispered to Renekton.

"Really?" Reekton felt his heart heat up, and he was a little nervous. Even when he was facing the Great Sun Buddha and Haotian God, he had never been so nervous, and it seemed that even if he was a peerless hero, he would have the feeling of being close to home.

Renekton took a deep breath, pushed open the beaded curtain, and slowly walked to the inner sanctum.

On the familiar couch sat a beautiful woman. This is Renekton's wife, Qiong Xiao, the former three princesses of Sanxian Island, and now a good wife and mother.

People, it really changes, if it was a few decades ago, Renekton would never have believed that Mei Qiongxiao would become like this one day. This is the power of love, but also the power of family affection.

"Husband!" When Mei Qiongxiao saw Renekton, she couldn't help but tremble, and her tears couldn't stop falling.

Renekton smiled and took her into his arms, "I'm fine. Come, I'll look at our children. ”

Mei Qiongxiao's arms were holding a pink baby, and a pair of big watery eyes looked curiously at the black-haired and silver-eyebrowed man in front of her, as if she was looking at something as funny.

"What's his name?" asked Renekton.

"He doesn't have a name yet, husband. Qiong Xiao stroked the baby's cheek and replied in a low voice, "His name is up to you, husband." ”

"Really?" Reekton looked at the baby, and there was an ice mark on his pink left chest, "What is this?"

Mei Qiongxiao told Renekton what Bixiao Niangniang said. "I really didn't expect that my kid would have such talent. Renekton laughed, "Okay, then call him Lei Bing." ”

"Bing'er, you have a name. Mei Qiongxiao also happily coaxed Xiao Lei Bing, "In the future, you will be the young master of Mingsha Mountain." ”

Renekton slowly walked to the side, scooped up a towel from the hot water basin, wrung it out himself, and then walked to Mei Qiongxiao's side to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"Husband, I'll just come by myself. Mei Qiongxiao said.

The corners of Renekton's mouth twitched: "Don't move!" Then he gently helped Mei Qiongxiao pull up her sideburns and wipe her forehead. Mei Qiongxiao looked at Renekton's serious appearance and couldn't help laughing.

The baby in her arms also looked at her parents curiously, wondering why these two looked so strange.

Whether it is Reekton or Mei Qiongxiao, at this time, they all hope that the eternal time can be frozen in this moment. The boudoir, the husband and wife, the children, the red candles on the bedside, the steaming heat, and the warm smiles are all like the most ordinary people's lives.

In fact, isn't the greatest thing in the world just plain?

Even if it is a peerless demon king and a beautiful woman, when she finally forgets the worldly world of strife, she only leaves the most real plainness.

Plain is true.

(Journey to the West, end.) ）