The Supreme is both dead.

There are also a lot of half-step supremes, who committed rebellion and counter-revolution, and were naturally killed by the ancient heavenly dragon one by one, and all living beings responded to the revolutionary world, and the great cháo flow was already unstoppable, and no one dared to stop it. Pieces of squires and tyrants were defeated, the powerful and powerful no longer existed, the world was clear, and the sky was clear.

Wukong combined the three thousand worlds into one with his best strength, integrated into the world of creation, and divided it into the southeast, northwest, and northwest, saying Dongsheng Shenzhou, South Toabu Continent, West Niuhe Continent, and North Julu Continent.

Wukong landed in Xiniu Hezhou, separated the Fighting Saint King, carved out the Elysian World, educated all sentient beings, and released all the people in the Great World.

"The world is clear, the sky is clear, and the sky is clear! Well, everything is over. Xuan Ming looked at all this and said slowly.

"Maybe wrong. Wukong said.

"Wrong, what's wrong?" asked Xuan Ming.

"It's not over, we're just getting started. Wukong laughed, took Xuan Ming's hand and ran.

Xuan Ming couldn't help but smile, and then ran with Wukong, without using the slightest mana, just running simply, to run all over the end of the world.

An old man smiled and said to his little granddaughter Ren Ying'er beside him: "This young man is really energetic!"

Ren Ying'er blinked her eyes and said obediently: "Yes, grandpa!"

When Ren Ying'er was dying, she saw Wukong and Xuan Ming running back, and they didn't need the slightest mana to feel the beauty of the new world on foot.

"I have no regrets in my life, and I think of the running in the sunset that day, which was my passing Qingchun. The corners of Ren Ying'er's mouth hooked up a shallow smile, facing the sunset, "Thank you to the Fighting Saint King for giving us such a leisurely and stable life! ”

Wukong didn't know how grateful mortals were for everything he had done, and he didn't bother to know, so why let others sing the praises of virtue?

"I'm tired of running. Xuan Ming slowly stopped his steps and said slowly.

"I'm tired too. Wukong laughed.

Both of them have extremely high cultivation. How can you get tired of running?

The two of them then began to stroll again, talking about everything that had been, and picking up the long-lost memories little by little, how warm was it?

But he said that the Bull Demon King knelt in front of the door of Princess Iron Fan again, and said, "Wife, you let me kneel, but it violates the rules of Brother Wukong......!

"You dead cow, do you want to say that the old lady has suffered retribution? The wife asked her husband to kneel, it is right, you dead cow. I actually went out to mess with flowers and grass again! The old lady doesn't take care of you. You really don't know that the old lady is called 'Rakshasa'!" "Princess Iron Fan rushed out of the door in a menacing manner. grabbed the big nose of the Bull Demon King and said viciously.

The red boy ran in from the door drunk, and said, "Father, mother, you are quarreling again!"

The iron fan couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah." You dead kid, you're going to drink again!

The red boy glanced at the Bull Demon King and said, "This is what my father taught me, saying that it is not a manly not to drink!"

The Bull Demon King suddenly cried out.

Here, the Bull Demon King's family is still as interesting as before, a pair of enemies quarrel all day long, but they also know that they can't do without each other, they have experienced so many ups and downs, life and death, and they know that the ordinary side is true. All the glitz and glamour are just like the existence of a fleeting cloud.

Qingdi Lingwei Yang picked up the wine jar, took a sip, and said slowly: "General Yuan, you send that kid to drink." I'm not afraid that the Rakshasa will come to you for trouble!"

Yuan Hongwei smiled: "That little kid, I don't know what weird methods he has cultivated, but he doesn't grow up, and his mind is like a child! It stands to reason that he is almost 200,000 years old! Haha, haha! A person who is more than 200,000 years old is still being controlled by his mother, and that is too unusual." ”

Wu Zhiqi also said: "If the child is disobedient, he should be spanked!"

The three of them couldn't help laughing, and before they had finished drinking, there were unicorns and phoenixes who came to reminisce about the past.

One ri, year after another, dollar after dollar.

I don't know how many years have passed, but the story of Wukong is still circulating in the world.

In the Elysium of the Fighting Saint King, the Buddha's light is shining, he is indifferent, his hands are folded, and a small novice is explaining in front of the Fighting Saint King the Zen machine that the Fighting Saint King has played to all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

"Oh, what's your name? You are so smart, you can study the Dharma under my seat, and it will not be difficult for you to become a Buddha and become an ancestor in the future. "Seeing that this little novice is intelligent, the Fighting Saint King has explained his Zen machine very thoroughly, and he has studied all kinds of Buddhism, which is a very rare spirit child.

"Teacher Qi Shengwang, the disciple's name is Shakyamuni. The little novice bowed.

When the Fighting Saint King heard this name, his eyes couldn't help but flicker, and he randomly pinched his fingers and counted it, it turned out to be a similar flower, perhaps, it was also the obsession of Rulai that had not been dispersed, reincarnated again, and then cultivating Buddhism It was not yet known, but all this was in the past.

"Very good...... Shakyamuni, that is, since the dawn of the day, you have been my protector of the Dharma and received my true transmission. The Fighting Saint King said slowly.

"Disciple Shakyamuni to meet the Holy King Teacher!" Shakyamuni repeatedly kowtowed to the Fighting Holy King, and after kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times, he gave up.

Suddenly, he heard a holy monk in the main hall laughing, and the Fighting Saint King raised his eyes to see that this person was wide and fat, with a kind face, and when he laughed, he was even more cute and kind.

The Battle Saint King said, "Why are you laughing?"

The holy monk said, "When I see that the world will finally be freed from the sea of suffering, I no longer need great compassion, but only great compassion, so I laugh!"

The Fighting Saint King's heart moved again, pinching his fingers and calculating carefully, this person was an existence similar to Maitreya in the past, only smiled faintly, and said slowly: "Very good! Your Great Compassion Hall will be renamed the Great Mercy Palace." That is, from the beginning of the year, you will be the Buddha of Maitreya and preach the teachings of great mercy. ”

The holy monk was overjoyed and bowed: "Thank you Teacher Shengwang for your approval!"

The Fighting Saint King waved his hand lightly and said, "You are all people with spiritual roots who practice the Dharma under my seat, as long as you comprehend the mysteries, you can become a Buddha!

"Good, good!" said the Three Thousand Buddhas, the Boundless Bodhisattvas, the Cloud Vajra, and so on, all clasping their hands together.

Here, Hongjun also opened the Xuanmen Taoist system, set up the Biyou Palace, and spread the teachings of this sect.

In the world of creation, a hundred schools of thought contend, jointly promote prosperity, and academic battles will not evolve into weapons.

Goku cleared the poison. It also makes the Fighting Saint King educate the common people, merge the three thousand worlds in the world of creation, and everyone is learning and making progress together!

At this time, a storyteller told the story of Wukong in the teahouse, spitting and dancing, as if he was there, and everyone in the audience was stupid! It's better for me to tell his story. Shall I write a book?"

I had this intention in my heart. I couldn't stay for a moment, so I took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table.

The audience couldn't help urging the storyteller to hurry up and continue, how did Lu Pressure deal with the robbery?

Mr. Storyteller should have been more passionate at this time. Tell the story, but as if he didn't hear it, he still crouched on the table and wrote hard.

The audience couldn't help but be surprised, and then they all gathered around, and saw the storyteller writing a poem in black and white.

The poem says: "Chaos is not divided into heaven and earth, and no one sees it." Since Pangu broke Hongmeng, it has opened up from Ziqing to distinguish turbidity. Covering the masses of beings to look up to benevolence, inventing all things to be good. Yu Zhi Creation will be Yuan Gong. You have to see the legend of Journey to the West. ”

The pen fell, the golden light bloomed, and the words came alive, and then I saw the storyteller pick up the pen, hahaha laughed three times. Write three words at the top of the poem. All the officials stared at the light of their eyes, word by word, and the three big characters dragon flew and phoenix danced - west, travel, and memory.

Then the storyteller thought about it, and inscribed the three words "Wu Chengen" on the side of the three big characters of "Journey to the West".

"It's a pity, it's a pity! A scholar shook his head again and again and sighed.

"It's a pity, what's a pity?" all the officials hurriedly asked, hoping for a lively look.

"Journey to the West, it's difficult to express where Jinghua is in three words, and it's up to me to help my brother change it. The scholar laughed.

Wu Chengen couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this, and said, "Okay, okay! Then brother Tai will try it, help me change it, and see if I can put the finishing touch." ”

But when they saw the scholar mentioning the pen and writing the book, everyone only said that this scholar had any good verses, but they saw that the scholar was plagiarizing, and they couldn't help but be very depressed, but Wu Chengen was calm and looked closely.

The pen falls, the poem is completed, how can you see a good poem?

The poem says: "Chaos is not divided into heaven and earth, and no one sees it." Since Pangu broke Hongmeng, it has opened up from Ziqing to distinguish turbidity. Covering the masses of beings to look up to benevolence, inventing all things to be good. Yu knows the merits of the revolution in the world, and he must look at the Heavenly Rebellion. ”

This scholar did not change most of Wu Chengen's poems, but only changed the last two sentences, changing the "Creation of Huiyuan" to "Revolutionary World", and the "Journey to the West" to "Monkey King Against the Saint". In this way, although it looks quite weird, many visitors can't help but give a thumbs up, and as soon as these eight words are changed, they immediately point to the topic and get straight to the point, which is really good!

"Haha, hahaha!" the scholar laughed and wrote a few big words at the end of the poem.

- Xu Zhonglin, change.

Oh, it turns out that this scholar's name is Xu Zhonglin! Everyone nodded suddenly, knowing the name of this scholar.

Wu Chengen rubbed his hands again and again, and couldn't help laughing: "Good poem, good poem! Yu knows the revolutionary world merit, you must look at the Qi Tian Reverse Saint Biography; Yu knows the revolutionary world merit, you must look at the Qi Tian Reverse Holy Biography; Yu Zhi ......" He recited this last line of poetry several times, and couldn't help laughing, "Xu Zhonglin, what a strange person!"

So he set up a banquet to entertain Xu Zhonglin, and after a conversation, they sympathized with each other, and when they saw that it was too late, they said goodbye.

In the new year, the book was completed, and it was called "Monkey King Against the Saint".

Wu Chengen met Xu Zhonglin on the street again, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, grabbed it, and laughed: "Haha, Brother Xu Zhonglin, it's so hard to find you." ”

Xu Zhonglin recognized Wu Chengen and said: "I have read Mr. Master's masterpiece at the right time, and the five bodies of my late life have been thrown to the ground!" This book has exhausted the major events of the ages, such as Buddhist and Taoist disputes, opening up the world, revolutionary righteousness, and eliminating poison, which really makes the late life admire and admire!"

Wu Chengen said: "If Brother Xu hadn't inscribed the last sentence for me, I'm afraid that Wu would have gone astray and would not have been able to write such a work!

Xu Zhonglin couldn't resist Wu Chengen's enthusiasm, and went to the restaurant with him to eat and chat, and talked.

Xu Zhonglin suddenly had an idea, asked the store to go to the four treasures of the study, spread out the white paper, and wrote four big characters - Romance of the Gods!

Wu Chengen knew that this person suddenly had inspiration, and hurriedly held his breath. I saw Xu Zhonglin write another row of poems on the white paper.

The poem said: "Tianting is a virtuous man, and there are flower notes on the altar." The rank of the big and small heroes, the ancient and modern legends of the Shang and Zhou dynasties!"

The first paragraph is a book: "Cheng Tang is after the Yellow Emperor, and the surname is the first ......" was written for a long time, and then I put down the pen, and I was writing the second "Jizhou Hou Su Hu Anti-Shang", I saw Wu Chengen's heart swaying, and I just wished that Xu Zhonglin could finish writing this "Romance of the Gods" quickly.

"Wonderful, wonderful!" Wu Chengen clapped his hands and propped them open, unconsciously. There were more than a dozen people around this table. are all vying to be the first to see the two "Romance of the Gods" written by Xu Zhonglin.

Xu Zhonglin shook his head slightly. smiled and said: "Today's spiritual thinking is broken, come to ri, write again, come riri to write again! In the next year, you will definitely be able to see my "Romance of the Gods" on the market. ”

All the officials were overjoyed. This "Romance of the Gods" is written bizarrely, using some ancient legends, but it is not really, Nuwa Niangniang should have responded to the catastrophe in the mending heaven, but she came to life in the book, causing the war of the gods, and the disputes of the sects and Taoism, which is really interesting!

After receiving the manuscript, Xu Zhonglin also drank enough wine. Only then did he stagger away, and agreed to meet Wu Chengen after the book was written.

The worldly things here are indeed interesting, and they are not listed.

But it was said that Wukong and Xuan Ming walked to a big mountain, and a strong wind blew. Quite cool.

This piece of great rivers and mountains, bright and bright, is all because of the success of the Wukong Revolution, the elimination of poison, and the return of a quiet nature!

The two of them stood on the top of the mountain, and the breeze caressed it, rippling a trace of wonderful ripples in their hearts. It seems that there is a kind of melancholy of "only the eyebrows are lowered, and the heart is on the heart". The fetters of the world have come to an end, and everything is like a dream bubble, which makes people unbelievable.

Xuan Ming suddenly pointed to the top of the mountain in the distance, and exclaimed, "Look!"

Wukong only made a fuss about Xuanming, and looked at it, only to see a round stone on the top of the cliff, and a purple flower was nestled next to the stone, and the two snuggled together, I don't know how many years. This scene only makes people feel that their hearts are inexplicably clogged and their thoughts are not smooth.

Wukong looked up to the sky and sighed, as if he saw the girl named Zixia.

Xuan Ming only said lightly: "Zixia is in the past, although it is my Jing blood, it is not me." ”

Wukong nodded slightly, and turned to leave with Xuanming.

"Stone, stone!" the flower sent a divine thought to the stone next to it.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Stone responded.

"Did you see those two people just now? In the future, if we become human beings, we will be like them and never separated. Do you think it's okay?"

"Yes, yes, never separate, no one can separate us!"

And today, under stability, the flow of poison is cleared, and there is no oppression, this stone and purple sè flower are destined not to perform a story like "Monkey King Against the Saint" again.

I just don't know, will this flower be called Zixia?

After three years of regain, Xu Zhonglin finally completed the book.

Wu Chengen was able to watch it and was full of praise.

Wukong was also able to read the two books by Wu and Xu, and after reading them, he couldn't help laughing, and then turned a branch into a brush and wrote a row of poems at the back of the book.

How so?

The poem says:

Attaining Bodhi is not a positive result, and realizing that my path is me.

There is no catastrophe and no measure, and the Monkey King must read it often.

This poem is not too rhyming to be written, and this poem is manifested behind every book of "Monkey King Against the Saint" in this creation world. Wu Chengen was even more pleased, thinking that it was his own book, and Wukong saw it.

Wukong slowly put the book down, took Xuan Ming's hand, and stared into her eyes, not knowing what to say for a while.

looked at each other without saying a word, but the two suddenly smiled.

Tonight, it is already a mound of flowers......

Everything in these countless guilds is in a smile.

......

Goodbye, Goku!

How can you forget Journey to the West?

......

"Monkey King Against the Saint", so far he has dropped out of writing.

"Sword Saint of the World", the new Huiyuan.

Precisely:

Attaining Bodhi is not a positive result, and realizing that my path is me.

There is no catastrophe and immeasurable truth, and the sword saint of the world must also read it.

......