Chapter 617 Daluo Golden Immortal Sun Wukong (two in one)
Zhu Bajie shouted!
Hot, too hot!
It was like being roasted on a fire. At this moment, he could finally understand the feeling of the dead monkey in the Bagua furnace. It was simply not something a human could bear.
The blood all over his body was burning like kerosene, and all his internal organs were burned.
His skin was red, like a soldering iron that had been hammered thousands of times.
The key is that he is not Sun Wukong and does not have an indestructible body.
If this continues, it will really become a roasted suckling pig.
"Damn monkey, you wish for happiness for yourself, and I wish for happiness for myself, old pig."
Zhu Bajie sighed, and quickly recited the Fire Avoidance Technique to support his wait, hoping that this disaster would end soon.
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"It's so ridiculous that a fly shakes a tree, it's ridiculous!"
"The mantis' arm is like a chariot, and his body will be shattered into pieces. Sun Wukong, isn't it good to admit defeat? You have to go against the will of heaven."
King Silver Horn shouted loudly, trying to break through Sun Wukong's psychological defense.
"Hey, hey, you monster. How can I, the old grandson, give up so easily with all his troubles?"
Sun Wukong's skin has cracked, large tracts of blood spilled out, and the soil under his feet has turned red. Although his spine is bent, his will to fight Qitian remains standing.
"Asking for trouble!"
After saying this, King Yinjiao continued to recite the incantation, and the power of luck and cause and effect in the Three Religions Sacred Mountain continued to increase. The boundless pressure hit the sky, and the crisp sound of bones breaking came from Sun Wukong's body.
Jam!
Jam!
He struggled again and again, resisting the unstoppable pressure on his bones.
I don’t know how many times Sun Wukong gave up as soon as the thought of giving up came into his mind.
When his consciousness was confused, Sun Wukong cast a complicated and unreadable look at Xuanzang.
The memory drifts to the first time we met at the foot of Wuxing Mountain many years ago.
It was a sunny afternoon, and one person and one monkey met like fate.
At that time, Sun Wukong didn't know that the young man in front of him would be his future master, let alone that this master could fight better than him.
Xuanzang also looked at Sun Wukong. Although he did not speak, the tacit understanding between master and disciple did not need to be expressed in words. A look was enough.
"Master... I, Old Sun, really can't stand it anymore."
A trace of guilt and a trace of helplessness flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes. His strength was still too weak, and he was not strong enough to defeat the schemes of gods and Buddhas all over the sky.
After all, I still didn’t live up to my master’s expectations.
If he hadn't made this bet with Yinjiao, then everything wouldn't have developed to this point.
With the master's magic power, this calamity is in vain.
Sun Wukong slowly closed his eyes, even if he was exhausted, he would still stand.
call!
A hint of cool breeze blew gently, like a gentle palm brushing the monkey hair on Sun Wukong's face.
Time stood still at this moment, and everything in the world stood still.
The spiritual world is boundless as far as the eye can see.
Sun Wukong stood on the surface of the Sea of Spirits, looking in all directions with some confusion.
This place looks like a mountain of flowers and fruits, with green mountains and green water, an extremely blue sky, and the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
How did he get here, or is he returning to his former glory?
On the top of the mountain, there was a figure sitting. He was surrounded by clouds and mist, so he couldn't see his true appearance. Sun Wukong just felt familiar and kind, as if he had seen it somewhere before?
"Who are you? Why are you in my old Sun's mind?" Sun Wukong asked.
The figure did not turn around, leaving only his back, and a vicissitudes of words came, saying:
"Wukong, are you ready to give up now?"
Sun Wukong became more and more puzzled. This voice was too familiar, but he just couldn't remember where it was.
Suddenly an idea flashed and he said: "Are you the master? Are you, master!"
At this time, the master Sun Wukong spoke of was not Xuanzang, but Patriarch Bodhi, the first master who taught him magic.
Patriarch Bodhi, the master of the Three-Star Cave in the Xianyue, is a reclusive immortal with unfathomable magical power. He is proficient in the three teachings. There are very few people in the world who know his origins.
For Patriarch Bodhi, Sun Wukong naturally respected and feared him, and did not dare to show any disobedience.
Therefore, when he was sent to the Demon-Slaying Platform by the Heavenly Court and interrogated by gods and Buddhas, he did not reveal his master's sect.
In addition, since leaving Xianyue Sanxing Cave, with the passage of time, Sun Wukong's impression of Patriarch Bodhi has become increasingly blurred, and it is no longer possible to restore a complete outline.
Perhaps even if Patriarch Bodhi was standing in front of him now, he would not recognize his identity.
This is also the most mysterious place of Patriarch Bodhi!
Sun Wukong is already a golden immortal, but he can't even remember his face, which shows that he has great magical powers.
At this time, calling out the master's words and looking at the back shrouded in mist was just Sun Wukong's instinct.
The mysterious figure from behind did not react to Sun Wukong's words.
Like a banished immortal sitting high in the clouds, left alone in the world.
thump!
Sun Wukong knelt down and said regretfully: "Master, I'm sorry for your teachings. After leaving Sanxing Cave, I caused such a big mess. I thought I had acquired extraordinary skills and was arrogant. I caused huge disasters and was suppressed for five hundred years."
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"This is your fate, Wukong. It's not your fault. What has happened will happen again."
The mysterious figure from behind said, speaking slowly, like a hermit sitting alone for eternity.
"Tribulation? I dare to ask the master, how should I solve this calamity?" Sun Wukong asked.
"The answer lies in your heart, you need to find the answer yourself." The mysterious figure said.
"??" Sun Wukong was confused and couldn't help scratching the back of his head.
"Master, my old Sun's brain is not very easy to use. Why don't you just tell me what to do."
As soon as he finished speaking, the mysterious figure shrouded in mist turned around. At this moment, Sun Wukong's heart was in his throat.
Step by step, the man walked out of the clouds and mist, and the outline of his face gradually became clearer.
Seeing this person and this face, Sun Wukong was stunned, his jaw opened wide, and he said in surprise:
"Master, why is it you?"
The "master" at this time is no longer the Patriarch Bodhi, but the current master Xuanzang.
Sun Wukong was confident that his feeling was not wrong. The person he sensed before was Bodhi Patriarch and not Xuanzang.
But now, the two of them actually have the same face, which is simply incredible.
"Flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist. Wukong, what you see may not be real." Xuanzang said calmly.
When Sun Wukong heard this, he carefully looked at Xuanzang in front of him. Comparing it with what he saw now, he found that he was exactly the same without any difference.
If there is a difference, it is that Xuanzang in the spiritual world in front of him is more vicissitudes of life, full of the aura of years of accumulation, and he respects him like a real elder.
But here comes the question, what is the connection between Master Bodhi and Master Xuanzang?
Is it possible that there are actually people with such similar looks in the world?
Sun Wukong was confused, his heart suddenly became confused, and he asked:
"Since it's not true, Master, then tell me what is true, and why are you here? Why don't I know? You won't keep peeking at my thoughts, right?"
Hearing this, "Xuan Zang" reached out and knocked Sun Wukong on the head, and said angrily: "You hozen, you are neither big nor small."
Although he was knocked, Sun Wukong grinned, it felt right, this is how it felt.
It was the same feeling when I was beaten by my master in my studies.
"Wukong, what you see is just an afterimage that does not belong to this time and space." Xuanzang said.
"Aftermath of time and space? I don't understand very well? Master, just tell me what's going on?" Sun Wukong said directly.
Xuanzang stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were clear and clear, but they were frightening like the unfathomable void, as if he wanted to choose people and devour them.
"The secret must not be revealed!"
At this moment, Sun Wukong turned to stone directly on the spot, almost not cracking.
It is a good saying that secrets must not be revealed. If he cannot defeat the master, he will have to ask the master for advice.
"Even if I tell you, Wukong, when you leave the spiritual world, you will forget and not remember everything here, so there is no point in telling you." Xuanzang said.
"Okay." Sun Wukong spread his hands helplessly.
"In that case, master, how should we solve the current dilemma?"
"I, Old Sun, really can't stand it anymore. Yinjiao's mountain-moving skills are only average. But the mountain he moved is very big and contains immeasurable power. It involves the destiny of the three religions. I am a single person."
It’s so thin that I can’t resist it.”
Sun Wukong sat down on the ground with a look of decadence on his face.
"So, disciple Wukong, are you ready to give up?" Xuanzang said.
"Master, of course I will not give up. At most, my body will be shattered, but if I want to overturn these three sacred mountains, my disciple cannot do it." Sun Wukong said.
"It is indeed difficult for you to have your Golden Immortal cultivation to resist the fate of these three religions. However, there are fifty great avenues and forty-nine derivatives. If you escape one of them, you will have a chance of survival." Xuanzang said.
"Master, tell me quickly? What is that glimmer of hope?" Sun Wukong asked quickly, his eyes warm.
"That's a long story."
"As a teacher, please speak briefly and concisely, Wukong. I should have told you about your heel and foot before," Xuanzang said.
"I have said that my old grandson was transformed from the Heaven-Mending Divine Stone by Empress Nuwa. After that, he absorbed the essence of the heaven, earth, sun and moon for tens of millions of years, and gave birth to the divine fetus, and this is how I was born." Sun Wukong replied.
"Yes, in ancient times, Nuwa mended the sky, and heaven sent down immeasurable merit. This part of the merit went to Emperor Wa, and the other part was on the Nuwa stone that mended the sky.
In other words, Wukong, you have part of the merit of repairing the sky.
This part of the heaven-repairing merit is the purest heavenly merit. If you can draw it out, it will naturally greatly enhance your cultivation, and even breaking through to Daluo Jinxian is not a problem.
This is also the reason why Western religion wants to include you into Buddhism, Buddhism needs your merits to repair the sky." Xuanzang explained.
Sun Wukong is not stupid either. After hearing this, he immediately understood and said: "So that's the case. No wonder the Tathagata just pressed me on the Five Elements Mountain back then. It turns out he was waiting here."
"Secondly, Wukong, you have another heel." Xuanzang said.
"Master, are you referring to the Chaos Demon God and Chaos Demon Ape?" Sun Wukong asked.
"Yes, Pangu opened the sky, and the demon god fell. The soul of the Chaos Demon Ape was divided into four parts and reincarnated into the four monkeys in the world. Wukong, you are one of them. Your body contains part of the demon god inheritance of the Chaos Demon Ape.
If you can inspire this power, you can break the current deadlock." Xuanzang said.
After listening, Sun Wukong scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "Master, I understand everything you said, but I don't know how. It's like there is a golden mountain in the sky, and I can only look at it and cannot take it.
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"Haha, let the master help you. Wukong, sit down and read along with the master." Xuanzang said.
Sun Wukong immediately sat cross-legged with a serious look on his face, not daring to show any signs of neglect.
"You carry the load, and I'll hold the horse!"
"You carry the load, and I'll hold the horse!"
“I dare to ask where the way is~”
“I dare to ask where the way is~”
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In the outside world, Sun Wukong, who had been almost crushed and covered in blood, suddenly had a golden light in his eyes, grinning and showing his fangs. The dazzling golden light reached up to the thirty-second heaven and down to the Nine Netherworld.
At this moment, the three realms are shaking, the sky is shaking and the earth is shaking!
"I want this sky, I can no longer cover my eyes, I want this earth, I can no longer bury my heart, I want all living beings to understand my intentions, I want all Buddhas to disappear into smoke!"
Every word came out of Sun Wukong's mouth at this time. Compared with the calmness deep in his heart, Sun Wukong looked crazy on the outside, as if he had lost consciousness. A madness made the world shake.
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"What's going on?" King Yinjiao was shocked, and suddenly felt a powerful force constantly repeling the power of the three religions.
Sun Wukong, who was already about to fall, actually wanted to rise again.
"This breath?"
Mrs. Bones was also shocked. She felt that Sun Wukong was in an inexplicable state at this time. She could even see that the shackles that bound Sun Wukong were breaking. This was a sign of improvement in cultivation.
This is a sign of breaking through to Daluo Jinxian!
But how is it possible, no matter how talented Sun Wukong is, he cannot advance to Daluo Jinxian so quickly. The threshold of Daluo is so high that it is not easy to get over it.
Otherwise, she would not have been trapped in the Golden Immortal Perfection for hundreds of thousands of years.
"Wukong is about to break through to the Great Luo Jinxian." Xuanzang said.
Mrs. Bones could see it, and so could he of course, but the doubts were the same.
According to Xuanzang's speculation, it would take around three thousand years, or even longer, for Wukong to reach Daluo Jinxian at the earliest.
I just didn't expect it to be so fast? What happened that allowed Wukong to touch the Da Luo realm?
"Master, is what you said true?"
Xiao Bailong's eyes widened, and all the muscles in his body couldn't help but twitch, especially his chest muscles.
"Well, we are indeed close, but I don't know if Wukong can successfully break through." Xuanzang said.
Because the power of the three religions is still on Wukong's back at this moment, if the people in Heavenly Buddhism don't want Sun Wukong to break through, they may do something evil.
Of course, the possibility of heaven is smaller. After all, he and the Jade Emperor have already sworn sworn sworn brothers, so they won't do this yet.
Most likely it is from the Buddhist side. Tathagata would not sit back and watch Sun Wukong break through to the Great Luo Jinxian.
Sun Wukong, who has not broken through the Great Luo Jinxian, dares to cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace and is lawless!
If this breaks through, I don't know what big trouble it will cause.
However, no matter what happens, he will protect Wukong.
He will protect his disciple!
"Good boy, senior brother is going to become a Daluo Jinxian." Black Bear was stunned and dizzy.
At the same time, in the sky, an extremely majestic force of heavenly merit turned into a golden pillar and enveloped Sun Wukong's body.
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In the future, I will try to combine two chapters into one and upload them all at once, book friends.