A generation of demon saints was finally pressed under the Five Elements Mountain by the Lord of Buddhism, but the news about the collapse of the immortal realm that he fought alone was circulating in the Three Realms.

There is no time in the mountains.

In the first hundred years that Sun Wukong was pressed by the Buddha under the Five Elements Mountain, Ye Yu could still know where he came from and what was the purpose of his soul through the ages.

But after the second hundred years came as scheduled, Night Feather's soul seemed to have completely merged with Sun Wukong.

"I'm Monkey King? No, I'm Night Feather!"

Ye Yu himself was stunned, did he have an accident?

Why is this happening?

He was suppressed along with Sun Wukong.

"No, I'm Night Feather! I'm Xuanyang Body!"

After the arrival of the third hundred years, Sun Wukong's deep voice gradually became quieter, as if it was another person talking to himself.

"Who the hell am I?"

"You are the Monkey King. ”

"And who are you?"

"I am you, you are me. ”

"Yes, Lao Sun is the Monkey King, I've been pressed here by Rulai for four hundred years, right? His seal still has the last hundred years, and in another hundred years, Lao Sun will be able to go out. ”

Gradually, Sun Wukong was no longer trapped by the doubtful voice in his heart, he knew who he was, he was the great sage of the demon world, but it was a pity that he was sealed under this mountain by the Lord of Buddhism.

The years of a mortal's life are only a hundred years in a hurry, not to mention five hundred years, for five hundred years, people in the fairy world have occasionally come to see the legendary Monkey King who is making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, but they dare not approach.

Under the scorching sun, a man wearing a monk's robe, holding a golden tin staff in his right hand, and riding a white horse under his crotch arrived at the legendary Marble Mountain from far and near.

"Amitabha, that's the demon saint Sun Wukong that the Buddha Lord said, right? Five hundred years have passed, and his anger should have decreased, so let the poor monk take him on the road to the west. ”

The monk sat on horseback and looked at the monkey's head with his eyes closed and only his head exposed.

"Huh, somebody's coming, huh, or a monk, or a Buddha?"

The monkey head with closed eyes at the bottom of the mountain suddenly opened his eyes, and he felt that a person from the Buddha realm who had cultivated well had come to this mountain.

"Monk, did you send Lao Sun out as Rulai?"

According to the calculation of time, the five-hundred-year period has long passed, and at this time, a monk from the Buddha realm came, isn't he here to save himself?

"Amitabha, the poor monk is called Jin Chanzi, and he is indeed here to save the benefactor from the sea of suffering. But the poor monk has to make an appointment with you for three chapters, otherwise you can only continue to stay at the bottom of the mountain. How?"

The golden cicada of the Buddha realm rode a white horse and slowly came to Sun Wukong, and put his hands together and said the Buddha name condescendingly to Sun Wukong.

"It's really a horse that is good to be ridden, and a good person is bullied. ”

Sun Wukong squinted at the bald monk in front of him, and in the end he chose to compromise, he didn't want to stay here anymore, he was going crazy.

"Wukong meets the master. ”

Sun Wuxin reluctantly knelt on one knee, no way, how dare people not bow their heads under the eaves.

Sun Wukong touched the tight hoop on his head, and when he thought of the previous scene, he felt trapped.

"Wukong, you are the first, then we should go on the road, you still have two junior brothers, speaking of which, they have fallen to Hongchen to be a scattered immortal, all because of you. ”

Jin Chanzi was quite satisfied with Sun Wukong's attitude, but the meaning of the Buddha he received was not so simple, and he had to continue on the road.

"Two more?"

Sun Wukong didn't know why, but he still went on the road honestly.

Day after day, year after year.

Sun Wukong has been on the road with the golden cicada for a while, but they are trekking through mountains and rivers and do not use spells to fly, so it takes a long time.

"That voice is still echoing in my head, who is Night Feather?"

Sun Wukong has not felt good all these years, in addition to having to slap the golden cicada, he has to be disturbed by another voice in his head.

"From today onwards, you are the second apprentice of the teacher, commonly known as Zhu Bajie, and you will be given the Dharma name Wuneng. ”

Jin Cicada said to the pig-headed human body in front of him, the extremely burly "person".

"Yes, master. ”

Wu Neng nodded and thanked him.

"This is your senior brother, presumably you should know that you won't say much about being a teacher, and you will go to a place next, and your third senior brother is still waiting for us there. ”

Jin Chanzi said a word, and continued on the road with the newly collected Wu Neng and Sun Wukong.

"Senior brother, please give me a lot of advice. ”

On the way, in order not to cause Sun Wukong's bad memories, Zhu Bajie did not mention a word about five hundred years ago.

"Boom!"

"I almost forgot my soul completely, and the blurry picture I saw in the mirror of my past life in the gray space refers to this, right?"

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie had a word of chat.

Ye Yu woke up from Sun Wukong's body, although he still couldn't do anything, but he had already remembered his true self, and the picture he saw in the mirror of his previous life overlapped with Zhu Bajie in front of him.

The group of three people walked towards the next destination, and in this way, in the third year, passing through a place called Liusha River, Jin Chanzi received the last apprentice, Sha Seng, whose Dharma name is Wujing.

"Amitabha, it's finally all together, and then we have to go to the Buddha realm to see the Buddha master, only by reaching the Buddha realm step by step, can you be considered to have attained the right result.

Disciples, let's go. ”

Jin Chanzi sat on a white horse and looked at the monkey Sun Wukong in front of him. Pig's head and pig's eight precepts. The fierce god Sha Wujing said.

"Yes, master. ”

The three of them said in unison.

Today, whether it is Sun Wukong or Zhu Bajie, or Sha Wujing, who has just joined the team, they all understand the purpose and mission of this team.

In the following days, Sun Wukong and his party encountered all kinds of demons and monsters, and Sun Wukong killed demons all the way.

Although his cultivation was directly suppressed by the Buddha from the Great Holy Period to the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Transformation of the Gods, it was still not a problem to kill the Quasi-Saint.

But all that changed on a sunny day.

"Who dares to pretend to be my grandson?"

"Why, where did you come from, you dare to pretend to be Monkey King!"

Two Sun monkeys who looked the same appeared in front of the three of them, and scolded each other.

"Look for death!"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly and took out his golden hoop stick, which was the first time he had encountered this kind of thing since he went on the road with the golden cicada.

"You want to die, don't you?"

The other Monkey King also took out an identical golden hoop stick.

In this way, Jin Chanzi, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing were all stunned, they didn't know which one they were singing, how could there be two Monkey Kings.

"This is the true and false Monkey King recorded in Buddhism, right?"

Only Night Feather knew the general situation of the matter, but he felt that something was wrong, how could the six-eared macaque appear in this form?