Chapter Ninety-Seven: Yes and Phyyeh

The weather is cool, everything is cold, the west wind flows, the leaves fall, a leaf knows autumn?

The heavens have changed, the earth has sunken, and the seasons have changed.

The blood-baptized earth has given birth to new flowers and plants. But the green grass also turned red, and the wild flowers on the roadside were also red, and everything on the ground became red.

A few more birds fell in the sky, and they couldn't fly, because there were no insects to eat for a long, long time, and they were hungry and tired, and finally they could only end up so tired that they fell to death

Everything has a spirit, and Sun Wukong can see that after the souls of those birds float out of their respective bodies, they are happily flying to hell. Because now, death is their greatest liberation, and they can only die after death.

As the saying goes, people die for money, and birds die for food.

And now all living beings are praying for their early death, and the water in the world has turned blood-red, and the smell of blood is really hard to swallow.

Step by step, the monkey walked through dead cities, burying countless corpses, and that was the only thing he could do now.

He has compassion for all beings and is seeking answers. He never believed in the existence of the Hongmeng Tribulation, and he always felt that this great change between heaven and earth was caused by someone.

He firmly believes in his obsession and does not trust anyone easily. He didn't know why he had become so suspicious, and he had become indecisive when it came to things, and he had lost the decisiveness he once had.

He felt as if he had forgotten a memory of how he had found the Treasure of Samsara that he had never remembered to this day.

"Monkey, why do we look exactly the same?" the demon god gushed around the monkey like a mosquito.

The monkey is also accustomed to the difficult demon god, and now only this demon god with only a moment's memory can accompany him through the rest of the way.

The monkey found a stone to rest, and the demon god walked around in front of him, and his mouth was never idle.

"I suddenly realized that you and I were so similar. The monkey suddenly had a realization, and the demon god listened to the monkey's words and said, "Yes, we look so similar, not only are we similar, we are exactly the same!"

"Actually, like you, I have a memory that I can't remember. Perhaps, by the time you and I remember that memory, all the problems will be solved. The monkey sighed lightly, feeling thirsty, and said, "Could it be that in this world, except for the land of Qingqiu, you can't even drink a sip of clean water?"

The forest is deep, the wind is cold, and all kinds of people are angry. The wind blows on the placket of the clothes, which makes people shiver.

The monkey raised its head and saw that the sky was clear and blue.

The monkey muttered, "The breath of nature, its name is wind." Mountains and rocks are empty, each different. The wind is big and peaceful, and if the wind rises, it is bound to be spectacular. ”

The monkey moves forward, the wind blows the hole, and the other grows. The monkey suddenly stopped, thoughtful.

"Isn't this the song of the earth?" whispered the monkey.

Gradually, the stone, the firmament and the wood, the hundred enclosures into holes, the autumn wind is great, and the mountains and rivers are magnificent.

All things make different sounds due to their different qualities, and when the wind is born in the hole, then ten thousand sounds are harmonious, and ten thousand sounds are harmonious but harmonious, without any noise, isn't it strange?

The monkey walked slowly, thinking quietly, he thought from the sound of the earth to the sound of the bamboo, the former is fresh and natural, in essence it is just a stone hole in the mountain, the latter is harmonious in rhythm, in essence it is just a hole in the bamboo. The blowers are different, but they are very natural.

The monkey felt that there must be something in it that united them, and that this thing wandered in between, but it was unpredictable, real, but it could not be fathomed, and it seemed that there was always something missing. What are the disadvantages?

If all things are common, who will rule?

"The way of heaven!" the monkey's eyes were bright, as if he had enlightenment.

Whenever all things resonate and all beings are in harmony, there must be a supreme truth above them, which is in charge of all the changes in the world, unbreakable, and will remain forever. Isn't that the "way"?

But what is the Tao? Is the Tao created by people? Is it the ruler of the earth? Is it exclusive to the sky? Is it unique to a flower, a tree, a grass, and a tree?

Neither!

What is that?

The monkey suddenly recalled the words of Taoism: man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law of the Tao, and the Tao is the law of nature. All things, despite their different appearances, are equal to the same essence, and it is this essence that coordinates them, so that they can play the most harmonious music while doing their own thing.

The monkey sighed, isn't this the sound of nature, they all express their own strengths, fully tap the same essence, although they are independent, but they have reached the realm of great harmony - that is nature, that is nature.

The realization of this moment has made the monkey's realm qualitatively improved. Although he has escaped into Buddhism, the Taoist realm in his heart is also extraordinary, and he is worthy of being a natural stone monkey.

"Monkey, what did you just mutter?" The demon god accompanied the monkey and followed the monkey through mountains and cities.

At this time, in front of a river, the water is still red.

The monkey squatted down, picked up a puddle of river water, and drank it.

After taking a sip of water, the monkey wiped the pale red water stains on the corner of his mouth, smacked his mouth and savored it, and couldn't help but sigh: "The blood and water of the river are yes, and they are all fixed." The river is water, and the blood is also water, and it can quench your thirst, so why be picky?"

When the demon god saw that the monkey had drunk the water from the river, he also felt thirsty, so he squatted down and drank like a monkey, but as soon as he took a small sip, he sprayed out the river water, and shouted, "This water is so smelly, you can drink it!"

The monkey shook his head and smiled, and said, "I don't like the river water is not delicious, is it possible that I have to die of thirst?"

"Drink this water, you might as well continue to drink your monkey urine!" the demon god retorted loudly, but suddenly hid his face and turned his back.

When the monkey saw its delicate appearance, it felt more like a woman.

"The river water is stinky, the urine is sassy, it turns out that you don't like stinky things, but you like scorching things, ha, funny. The monkey smiled lightly, and the demon god listened to the monkey's words, feeling so disgusting, but he couldn't refute it, and it felt weird.

It's obvious that the monkey is arguing with reason, but I think what the monkey said makes sense.

In a haze, the demon god seemed to understand something, but he didn't understand it.

"The way of heaven and earth, the six ways of yin and yang, the way of nature. All ways originate from the law, and the law is natural. As long as it is within these three realms, the Tao is an eternal existence. Therefore, this catastrophe seems to have brought a destruction to the world, but it is just a new reincarnation. If hundreds of millions of ghosts are not extinguished, the catastrophe of Hongmeng will not appear...... Yes, if the Hongmeng Tribulation is really what the legend says, then the hundreds of millions of ghosts in the ghost world are all in danger!" The monkey figured out this truth, thought of the key to the Hongmeng Tribulation, and immediately set off for the ghost world.

As the monkey thought, the Harmony Tribulation was the result of the anger of the ancient devil, and this anger represented destruction. Now it is only the destruction of the world, not a complete destruction. If the Great Tribulation is fulfilled, then the Three Realms will cease to exist!