The gates of the Leiyin Temple were still closed, silent.

"Then I'll..."

"Ask you face to face!"

The golden cicada sneered, and the golden cicada demon body behind him turned into a blood-red streamer and slammed into the gate of the Leiyin Temple!

But the moment it touched the door, a faint golden light appeared, intercepting it outside the door.

Under the shock, the phantom of the golden cicada demon body became a little dim, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the golden cicada's mouth.

But his eyes became more and more violent, as if he didn't know the pain, controlling the demon body, and hitting the gate of the Leiyin Temple again and again.

Until the Buddha power in his body is completely exhausted, the whole person is dying, and the demon body dissipates.

He lay on the ground in embarrassment, but he still stubbornly raised his head and looked up at the magnificent temple in front of him.

Sadly, Leiyin Temple is still so righteous and awe-inspiring, with Buddha light pervasive, compassionate, and soft.

And the golden cicada outside the door is so ridiculous that it is highlighted.

"The Buddha is not stained with blood, is he alone?"

The golden cicada muttered to himself, staggered to support himself to get up, and came to the temple gate with difficulty, looked at the solemn gate, grinned, showed a crazy smile, slapped a palm on his chest, and then spewed out a mouthful of blood mist from his mouth!

Blood stained the gates.

The conspicuous color seems to be painted with a touch of mud in pure white paper!

"Hahahaha!"

"Buddha... Buddhas also get bloody! ”

"Rulai!"

"Are you going to hide inside, as a turtle with a shrunken head?"

Jin Chanzi looked at the blood stains on the door and smiled wantonly.

The hands stained with blood kept slapping on the door of the Leiyin Temple, leaving blood-red palm prints, adding a bit of weirdness to the originally solemn temple out of thin air.

Admiring his masterpiece with satisfaction, the golden cicada stepped back, the last one unsteady and fell to the ground.

This time, he didn't get up, he fell at the door of the temple in big characters, his pupils were dilated and he looked at the sky, his eyes became muddy again, and he kept whispering: "Wukong, we... We've arrived at Lingshan..."

"We... We will all become Buddhas..."

"In the future, our lives will no longer be controlled by others, nor will we be like chess pieces to survive the so-called calamity."

"We... It's finally time to be ourselves. ”

A smile tugged at the corner of the golden cicada's mouth.

This smile is sincere, cheerful, and full of anticipation for the future.

Just like back then, when they stood at the foot of Lingshan, they were so high-spirited.

"No!"

"I'm not a demon, I'm a Buddha!"

"Demon..."

But soon, Jin Cicada's expression became painful again, his facial features were crowded together, his eyes were full of fear, and his body was curled up together: "We are not demons, we have completed the westward journey, and we are the Buddha given by the teacher himself!! ”

"They are my apprentices!!"

"At least... At least the monkeys are going to live..."

The golden cicada kept whispering, and the tone changed from initial anger, to gradual submission, and finally to finally, like a dead silence.

"Kill... Kill them, and I'm a Buddha? ”

"I... Kill! ”

On his body, a strong murderous aura suddenly emanated: "You are demons, demons deserve to die!! ”

"I... I didn't do anything wrong! ”

"This is just an inevitable test on the road to Buddhahood, and it is the choice given to me by the teacher!"

"Don't blame me, who made you a demon."

The voice of the golden cicada was cold again.

It's just that the whole person's face is pale, and he looks completely delirious, curled up on the ground, trembling, and the Buddha power in his body is chaotic.

Until he couldn't hold on any longer, muttered, and fainted.

And in the last second before fainting, he seemed to say the last word.

"So..."

"At least Wu Neng and Wu Jing are still alive..."

"This is Haotian's arrangement, for the teacher... I tried my best..."

The voice was very soft, as if it were whispering.

I don't know how long it took for the golden cicada to slowly open her eyes again, and it seemed that she had recovered some of her Buddha power.

Compared with the previous nightmare, at this time, his eyes were once again full of anger.

"Rulai!"

"Don't you dare to see me?"

He was tireless again, angrily pounding the temple door, draining his physical strength, and then returning to a state of confusion and fainting.

Wake up and continue to ram the temple gate.

Once...

And then again.

In front of this Leiyin Temple, it seems that a reincarnation is going on.

The only traces left are on the temple door and on the floor tiles, there are more and more blood stains.

……

"Why is it so slow?"

Passage port.

With a look of suspicion in his eyes, Jia Ming looked at Zhao Gongdao and asked as if casually.

Zhao Gongdao glanced at him lightly: "Rulai pulled me to have a meal together." ”

"Wow!"

"What do you eat, do you have a hearty meal?"

Jia Ming asked with an exaggerated expression.

Zhao Gongdao thought for a while: "Roasted a sheep, two rabbits..."

While the two were pulling, they gradually moved away, and they had a very tacit understanding with each other, and they didn't mention Su Yang's name again.

And as Su Yang said, when they walked out of the passage, the location of the passage mouth had long since lost the figure of Maitreya.

As they left, the passage collapsed completely, and everything returned to its original state.

……

Volcano.

Red magma flows through the volcano.

The air around them became distorted in the scorching heat.

But in the midst of this magma, there stood a stone pillar.

The stone pillars were wrapped with chains, and a figure was locked on them.

From time to time, lava burst out and fell on top of the figure.

Zhu Wuneng floated in mid-air, looking at this scene, his eyes showed unbearable color.

"Brother Monkey..."

"We could have done it more gently..."

After a long time, he couldn't help but speak.

The monkey was wrapped in chains, panting constantly, and said hoarsely: "The monk has... One thing is true, I've always been proud of it, but... It's just a rod and a strong flesh. ”

"But... That's my weakness, but it's also my strength. ”

"Only again... Only by regaining the strength of the physical body can the strength grow rapidly. ”

"It's the only way."

Zhu Wuneng sighed and shook his head.

The monkey grinned, with an uninhibited look in his eyes: "Compared to the pain in the gossip furnace back then, these... What's all that..."

"Physical pain..."

"It's already the weakest pain in the world."

As he spoke, the monkey slowly closed his eyes.

The magma burst again, washing over his body.

"This time..."

"I'm not going to leave you alone, in front..."

Zhu Wuneng was silent for a long time, and suddenly spoke softly.

"It's time to get rid of the identity of a pig..."

He rose to the sky, left the volcano, and in mid-air, turned his head, looked back, and showed a smile on his honest face: "Brother Monkey, if you are not lazy, I am talented... Actually, it's also very high. ”