In the clouds and mist, Sun Wukong and Chen Xiang's master and apprentice had been in seclusion for a whole year, their thoughts seemed to be imprisoned by invisible shackles, and they could never find a reasonable answer to Yang Jian's unmatched power.
"Control time?" Chen Xiang murmured to himself, with a trace of indescribable fear flashing in his eyes, "If Yang Jian really uses such magical power in the decisive battle one day, it will last for ten thousand years, then we won't even have a chance to react.
, everything has settled?"
Despair spread quietly in their hearts, like an inescapable nightmare.
At this moment, a gentle and compassionate voice, like the warm spring sun, penetrated the haze in their hearts: "Wukong!"
Sun Wukong suddenly raised his head, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and quickly stepped out of the cave.
The person in front of me is none other than the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves those in distress.
She is dressed in a simple and elegant robe, with her hair in a dragon-shaped bun, her eyebrows are as curved as a crescent moon, her eyes are like stars, her face is compassionate, a touch of vermilion on her lips, and she is holding a pure vase and a willow branch. She looks like a fairy walking out of a painting, extraordinary.
Refined.
Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, one of the Five Elders of the Five Directions and the teacher of the Seven Buddhas, lives in Chaoyin Cave in Putuo Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea. Its full name is "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Rescuer and Inspiration for Suffering and Disaster Relief" in Putuo Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea. Its magical power is boundless, saving all living beings and resolving all difficulties in the world.
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A warm current surged in Sun Wukong's heart. It was this Bodhisattva who interceded for him at the critical moment and allowed him to regain his freedom. Not to mention those three life-saving hairs, which saved many times during the difficult journey to the west to obtain Buddhist scriptures.
He, his master and his brothers were in the water and fire.
Great guy!
Sun Wukong sighed secretly in his heart, clasped his hands together, and saluted respectfully, "Master Guanyin, you are here."
Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled slightly, and that smile seemed to be able to drive away all worries and sorrows in the world. She said softly: "Wukong, there is no need to worry, everything in the world has its destiny. Yang Jian is so strong for a reason. But if you can have justice in your heart,
If you persevere, you will eventually find a way to overcome it.”
These words were like nectar nourishing their hearts, rekindling their hope.
Sun Wukong and Chen Xiang exchanged a look, pondered for a moment, and then frankly expressed the confusion in their hearts.
After listening to Agarwood's narration, Guanyin Bodhisattva also fell into deep thought, with a rare solemn look between his brows.
After a long time, Guanyin Bodhisattva softly chanted the Buddha's name again: "Amitabha!" A rare trace of hesitation appeared on her usually calm face.
"As far as the poor monk knows, in this vast world, apart from a few innate treasures that have long been lost or broken in the long river of history, and a few great practitioners who have fallen, there is only one person who has the ability to control time.
Only a saint can control such magical powers.
The position of saints has been limited since ancient times. There are seven seats in total, which correspond to the seven Hongmeng Purple Qi that were born when the great god Pangu opened up the world. Now, the Six Saints have been among them, and the last Hongmeng Purple Qi corresponds to the ones who escaped.
One, it cannot be easily touched by the creatures in the world."
"Therefore, the poor monk inferred that although Yang Jian was extraordinary in strength, he had not reached the realm of a saint. The reason why he was able to use the magical power of time was probably because he accidentally obtained fragments of a certain innate treasure, and based on this, he arranged
The time formation method emerged.
However, even so, Yang Jian's talent in cultivation and attainments in formations are breathtaking. To be able to reach such a state in just over a thousand years is truly commendable and admirable."
After listening to Guanyin Bodhisattva's detailed analysis, Sun Wukong and Chen Xiang looked at each other again, with relief shining in each other's eyes.
"It turns out it is the power of the fragments of the innate treasure. Fortunately, fortunately, it is not unattainable." They secretly rejoiced in their hearts, and the tension and worry on their faces disappeared instantly.
After his mood suddenly brightened, Sun Wukong seemed to have just remembered something. A touch of curiosity arose at the corner of his mouth, and he smiled and said: "Master Guanyin, you are busy saving all sentient beings every day and saving them from the fire and water. How can you have free time to visit me today?"
Sun, a humble place like this?"
Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva then turned his gaze to Agarwood, with the light of compassion in his eyes, and said softly: "Amitabha, only when the five aggregates are empty can he overcome all the suffering in the world.
This poor monk is here just to hear about your disciple Agarwood. Mother and son have a deep love for each other but are in jail. I came here especially to give you some guidance."
When Chen Xiang heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes. She quickly stepped forward, held the Bodhisattva's arm tightly, and begged:
"Please Bodhisattva show great mercy and save my mother! That Yang Jian was so heartbroken that he trapped my mother in Huashan Mountain with a Daluo Jinxian level formation. I tried my best, but I couldn't shake it at all."
The corners of Guanyin Bodhisattva's mouth trembled slightly, and then he regained his composure and said slowly: "Agarwood, don't be anxious or panic. Yang Jian's actions are reverse and he will surely reap the consequences and suffer divine punishment.
As for how to save your mother, the poor monk knows that when the great god Pangu created the world, the Pangu divine ax also shattered, and the largest fragment was refined by Taozu and left in the world.
If you can find this fragment and refine it, you may be able to split Huashan Mountain and rescue your mother."
Hearing this, Chen Xiang's eyes flashed with joy, as if she saw the light of hope.
Sun Wukong on the side asked curiously: "Bodhisattva, even a compassionate master like you said that Yang Jian was rebellious. What has he done in these years to make you feel so emotional?"
Before he finished speaking, a deafening thunder suddenly came from the horizon, accompanied by a shrill scream, which was frightening.
Guanyin Bodhisattva looked to the horizon, with a trace of compassion and helplessness flashing in his eyes. He whispered a Buddha's name, and then began to recite the Purana to save the lost souls.
Seeing this scene, Sun Wukong and Chen Xiang looked at each other with a sense of ominousness in their hearts.
"Which immortal is this, who fell so easily? Is Yang Jian really crazy for killing the immortals like this?" Sun Wukong murmured to himself, his tone full of shock and confusion.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After another long wait, Guanyin Bodhisattva finally finished reciting the Purana and prepared to leave. For her, saving the soul of every believer is the supreme mission
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"Bodhisattva, please stay!" Chenxiang shouted eagerly, "You haven't told me the whereabouts of Pangu's ax yet!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva did not look back, but simply left a sentence: "Pangu's ax is hidden in the three realms, and those who are destined will find it." After saying this, her figure turned into a golden light and disappeared into the sky.
Looking at the leaving figure of the Bodhisattva, Sun Wukong and Chenxiang looked at each other and smiled, their eyes shining with excitement.
"With the help of Pangu Ax, our big event will definitely succeed!" Chenxiang clenched her fists and was full of confidence.
"Yang Jian, your end is coming!" Sun Wukong also echoed, his face filled with the joy of victory.
"The position of Emperor of Heaven takes turns to take the throne. Today it is our turn!" Chen Xiang added, his tone full of longing for the future.
As for how to find the Pangu Ax, Chen Xiang already had some thoughts in mind.
Although the Three Realms are vast, he happens to have friends from the dragon clan who can help him. Moreover, he recently heard that Xiaoyu became the Fox King in Wanku Mountain, and that Wanku Mountain is a place where people are making money every day.
If it doesn't work, the worst possible thing is to go to Tmall Square Market to buy the Pangu Ax. The insiders there claim to know everything.
"Just in time, it's time for me to go to Wanku Mountain to find Xiaoyu and settle the old score of her stealing my lamp wick." A strange smile appeared at the corner of Chenxiang's lips.
At this moment, the two of them were filled with expectations and confidence for the future, as if victory was right in front of them.
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Five years passed in a hurry. On the bank of the East China Sea, in the Santan Haihui Temple, Nezha leaned lazily on the roof, playing with the Hundian Ling in his hand and concentrating on weaving a wreath.
In recent years, heaven's rules and regulations have become increasingly stringent, and gods from all over the world have become dissatisfied. Undercurrents are surging, and rebellions often occur.
Although Nezha has a rebellious temperament, at this critical moment, he has no choice but to obey his second brother's orders and do his best to protect the tranquility of this sea area.
However, what made him feel a little helpless was that all the gods under his jurisdiction behaved extremely well. When they saw him coming back, they all worked hard for fear of causing trouble for him.
This made Nezha a little dumbfounded. He wanted to find an excuse to vent his boredom and annoyance, but in this situation, how could he have the nerve to get angry?
"Hey, it's so boring!" Nezha sighed, looking at the vast East China Sea, feeling an indescribable loneliness and loneliness in his heart.
Suddenly, a familiar call came from far away: "Brother Nezha, brother Nezha!" Before he could finish his words, Sun Wukong had already arrived on the cloud, and a somersault cloud landed steadily in front of Nezha.
Nezha's eyes lit up and he stood up excitedly. The two naturally held hands and walked lightly on the roof, looking at each other.
After a closer look, Nezha finally couldn't help but said in surprise: "Great Sage, you have recovered your magic power? Could it be that the second brother was merciful back then?"
He knew very well that the second brother showed no mercy to the Great Sage in front of the immortals in heaven, and directly scattered the three flowers on the top of the Great Sage. According to common sense, it would take at least more than a thousand years to recover.
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But Sun Wukong waved his hand indifferently: "Hey, don't mention those unhappy things. I'm here today to discuss a big matter with you!"
When Nezha heard this, he immediately became energetic: "Okay, okay! What's the big deal?"
He has always been happy to do things.
Sun Wukong raised his hand and pointed to the sky with a firm expression: "Agarwood, you should know, right? He is my apprentice now, what a good child! Just because his mother was in love and gave birth to a child, he will be suppressed in this world.
Is it reasonable to live forever under Huashan Mountain?
Therefore, I plan to make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace and force the Jade Emperor to come out and amend the rules of heaven!"
"Oh?" When Nezha heard this, he couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion in his heart, but then he sighed and said helplessly: "Forget it, you can't fight against Heaven."
Hearing Nezha's rejection, Sun Wukong suddenly became anxious. He quickly adjusted his tone and continued to persuade Nezha with good words, trying to impress Nezha with emotion and reason.
"Brother Nezha, I know that you have been dissatisfied with Heaven for a long time. In recent years, whether it was Yang Jian, Chen Xiang, or myself who rebelled, you have secretly contributed a lot.
You have a close relationship with Yang Jian. If you can serve as an internal agent, help us get the defense map of Heavenly Court, and lure Yang Jian away at the critical moment, then our army will definitely be able to invade Heavenly Court in one fell swoop and capture the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother. What's the big deal?
Are you worried?"
Sun Wukong thought to himself, Nezha's dissatisfaction with Heaven is obvious to all, so why did he refuse to participate in this matter so firmly today? Is it because he is not sincere enough?
He further said sincerely: "Nezha, you and I both know that heaven has many rules and many restrictions. The agarwood incident is just one example of many injustices.
If we can bring some changes to heaven so that all sentient beings can be liberated, wouldn't that be a great thing?"
When Nezha heard this, his expression was complicated. He was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Great Sage, I accept your wishes. But the power in heaven is huge. If we act rashly, we will only increase casualties."
When Sun Wukong heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he did not give up, but continued to persuade Nezha, trying to find a turning point.
Suddenly.
"Bah chirp, bah chirp~" A strange and sudden eating sound came from not far away.
Sun Wukong and Nezha looked at each other with expressions they were used to.
In the past thousand years, according to the statistics and summaries of countless immortal practitioners in Tmall Square City, there are now three puzzling and strange events in the Three Realms.
One is the ever-present and ubiquitous sound of eating. No matter where you are, at any time, such a sound may suddenly sound, as if a creature is chewing something with relish nearby.
After waiting for a period of time, people will be able to find residues such as melon seed shells and melon rinds nearby. What's more, those who are extremely lucky can find treasures rich in spiritual power in these residues, and thus reach the sky in one step. Cultivation has greatly increased.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Secondly, among all the races in the three realms, no matter who it is, when they encounter something shocking, there will be inexplicable sounds in the void that match it. The background music adds a bit of a weird atmosphere to the whole scene.
Thirdly, it is even more ridiculous. Whenever there is a fight between powerful creatures, even if there is no one around, an unknown passerby may suddenly appear at the next moment. He will not only explain to the onlookers the skills of the two parties fighting. He would also brag about the origin of Dharma, such as having the qualifications of an immortal or a god, and the appearance of a heavenly emperor.
Therefore, now that they heard such strange sounds again, Sun Wukong and Nezha no longer cared.
They just looked at each other and smiled, thinking secretly in their hearts that after the sound ended, they would ask their servants to come and clean up, and maybe they would get some unexpected benefits.
After being persuaded by Sun Wukong for a while, Nezha seemed a little irritable. He began to shake his head and look left and right.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to resist heaven, it’s just that he has no choice but to be restrained by reality!
"Hey!" Suddenly, Nezha noticed the direction from which a strange sound came. He shouted in surprise, then got up, walked to a corner in two or three steps, lowered his head and leaned over, observing carefully.
Sun Wukong walked over curiously and saw a little yellow cat nibbling on a golden pagoda. I don't know what kind of material the pagoda was made of, but a small piece had already been chewed off by the little yellow cat.
Huh? Little yellow cat? Sun Wukong was stunned and fell into deep thought. This cat looked familiar to him! But wait... Pagoda? Sun Wukong gradually widened his eyes, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.
Over there, Nezha had slowly straightened up, his eyes were firmer than ever before, and his whole body was full of momentum, like a mountain or a sea, as if it was about to explode at any time.
"Swish, swish~"
In an instant, Nezha transformed into a three-headed and six-armed form, holding a fire-pointed spear, Hundian Ling wrapped around his waist, the Universe Circle suspended above his head, and his fighting form was fully activated.
"Nezha!" Sun Wukong shouted hurriedly, his heart full of doubts and worries.
However, Nezha just replied coldly: "I agreed to your matter, but I suddenly remembered that I didn't collect the clothes to dry at home. I will come back to help you after I collect the clothes!"
Before he finished speaking, Nezha turned into a stream of red light and disappeared in an instant.
