Chapter five hundred and twentieth, why don't we make a bet
"Buddha, you are here too."
Outside the clouds, a lotus flower slowly opened and closed. On top of the lotus flower, there was an elegant man.
"The Bodhisattva of Compassion must have come here for this reason," said the Buddha.
The Bodhisattva of Compassion nodded, with a slightly moved expression on his face, "What kind of power is it that is so powerful? I felt it even in the South China Sea."
"A kind of lost power." Buddha said seriously, "A kind of power gained after losing one's most precious things. If this power is allowed to overflow, the entire fairy world will collapse."
"But you already have a countermeasure?" Compassionate Bodhisattva asked tentatively.
"Aren't you the same?" Buddha's words were profound.
The Bodhisattva of Compassion smiled and said, "My countermeasures are after you, Buddha. Only when you succeed, Buddha, can I succeed."
Buddha nodded.
The two stopped talking and walked side by side towards the heaven.
In the square, a figure was running wildly.
No one dares to stop it.
Although everyone knew that he was a mortal, no one in the entire immortal world dared to step forward to stop him at this time. After all, everyone could clearly see his ability to cut through ten thousand swords in one second.
"Zhou Yun!"
Lu Yuan only felt that his heart was beginning to break into pieces, just like the swords filling the sky just now.
After working hard for so long and going through so many twists and turns, could it really be that at this very close moment, everything turned into smoke again?
"Follow me!"
The queen mother's mouth showed the joy of revenge, and she followed Lu Yuan closely. She wanted to see Lu Yuan's pain when he saw the result.
Yes, you killed my son, and I also want to see the person you love most die in front of you.
The other gods also hurriedly followed behind to see what was going on.
The crowd rushed towards the alchemy room of the ancient king.
Bang!
Lu Yuan barely paused before knocking open the door.
A group of people just swarmed in.
Then, everyone was stunned.
"Oh, my God! How could this happen?"
The ancient king also rushed in. He immediately squatted down in pain while holding his head.
The room was in a mess, all the alchemy furnaces were staggered, ashes were strewn all over the floor, and the gourds containing elixirs on the wall were smashed to pieces.
A man was squatting on the largest alchemy furnace with his back to everyone.
He held a cigarette in his hand. The smoke had burned to the end and burned his fingers, but he didn't seem to feel anything.
"You...you..."
The Queen Mother's body was trembling with anger. She pointed at the man's back and said, "You..."
"Bima Wen, you, a low-level official, why are you here? Someone is here!" the Queen Mother shouted.
The man finally turned around.
He was not tall, but the unruly look on his face shocked even Lu Yuan.
The man was not in a hurry. He slowly took out the tobacco box and knocked it in his hand. "Little sister, please lend me another piece of cloth." He shouted to the two girls standing in the corner.
Of the two girls, one was wearing a light yellow skirt, but there was a piece of fabric missing from the hem of the skirt.
Another girl in a blue skirt lowered her head and tore off a piece of cloth and threw it to the man.
The man skillfully rolled the tobacco leaves with the strip of cloth on the girl's skirt, then lit the cigarette with the fire of the alchemy furnace that was not completely extinguished, squinted his eyes, took a deep breath, and gently exhaled a puff of blue smoke.
Light blue smoke floated along the roof into the sky, slowly disappearing into nothingness.
"Don't call me Bi Ma Wen! I am the Great Sage Qitian! Damn you, I thought you really respected me and let me come to heaven to be a real god, but who knew you actually tricked me into becoming a worthless person?"
A noble official!" The man kicked the alchemy furnace next to him and flew away without a trace, disappearing into the distant sky.
"My cauldron." The ancient king's face turned pale with anger, and his heart ached.
"You, you, you rebelled!" The Queen Mother stamped her feet.
"That's right, I rebelled! I ate all your peaches, drank all the wine in your warehouse, ate all your elixirs, knocked over all the furnaces, and even saved the two swords
Ling, hahahaha, what can you do to me?"
The Monkey King laughed loudly, but there was a sadness in the laughter that perhaps only he himself could understand, "I just want respect, why did you lie to me?"
"You ruined my banquet and ruined everything for me!" The Queen Mother clapped her hands and jumped up like a shrew.
"You destroyed me, why can't I destroy you? All I want in my life is to be respected like a human being. This is the most important thing to me, but you destroyed it! I have magical powers, but I am respected by all of you in heaven.
Playing tricks, you treat me like a joke, like a monkey, haha, monkey, haha, I am treated like a monkey, haha.”
"Come on!" The Monkey King suddenly jumped up, and suddenly there was a long weapon in his hand, "Come on, have a good fight!"
The gods were so frightened that they immediately ran away with their heads in their hands.
"Come!"
A deep voice came from outside.
"It's Buddha!" the Queen Mother was overjoyed.
"Buddha is here!" Everyone felt relieved.
"Fight!" The Great Sage Qitian waved his weapon and rushed towards the Buddha.
boom!
Suddenly there was lightning and thunder among the clouds.
Waves of light moved in the sky above the Luan Palace.
"Buddha will win. He is the last guarantee of the immortal world."
"The Monkey King is too fierce. Maybe the Queen Mother should have given him a real official position at that time." The gods nervously watched the battle in the sky and whispered.
I don't know how long it took.
Finally, everything returned to calm.
The two figures fell back to the ground.
"Take a break, take a break and then fight again." Buddha bent down, panted heavily, and waved his hands as he said.
"Okay, I'm too tired. Take a rest for a while." The great sage's forehead was covered with sweat and he sat down on the ground.
"It won't be over if the fight continues like this, otherwise." Buddha frowned and stretched out his hand, "Let's make a bet. If you can find the palm of my hand later, you will win.
You can do whatever you want, but if you can't get it out, you lose and you have to accept the punishment voluntarily."
"Okay!" The Great Sage was still unruly.
After saying that, he took out the tobacco leaf box again, smashed a few tobacco leaves, tore off a piece of cloth from his trousers, and rolled the tobacco leaves.
"Don't smoke that one, smoke this one, it's a good smoke."
An exquisite cigarette with a filter tip was handed to the great sage. The Buddha's face was smiling, and the cigarette box in his hand also looked extremely gorgeous.
"Smoke, a fight is a fight, and when you take a break, you are a veteran." Buddha shook the cigarette in his hand again.
The Great Sage took it without hesitation, clicked it, and clicked it.
"It's really good to smoke..."
The great sage only said this, bang! The man fell asleep on the ground.
"quick!"
Buddha waved hurriedly.
Immortals from all walks of life have already brought tables and pens and ink.
"Quickly, write eight words on my middle finger: 'The Monkey King is here to visit'. Yes, the writing should be ugly and crooked." Buddha said to the immortal holding the pen.
"Have you got the horse urine? Apply a little under my little finger and ring finger." Buddha looked nervously at the sleeping great sage next to him, and said to another god while covering his nose.
"I won!"
As soon as the Monkey King woke up, he jumped up and shouted.
"Haha, how did you win?" Buddha sat upright, with no anger on his face.
"We made a bet. If I turn out your palm, I will win. I already turned it out just now." The great sage held his head and said.
"Where did you turn?" Buddha said coldly.
"I remember just now, I reached the end of the world. It must be the edge of the world, because there is nothing there, only bare peaks. The peaks are so strange, you have never seen them like that in other places." The Great Sage shook his head.
The brain seems to be trying hard to remember.
"It's ridiculous, it's nonsense! You didn't even turn out my palm!" Buddha said.
"Hey, I knew you, an old thief, wouldn't believe it." The Great Sage sneered, "So I left the evidence!"
"What evidence?"
"I carved 'The Great Sage Qitian is here to visit' on the middle peak, and then peed under the small peak. Haha, if you dare to search for it with me, you will definitely find the mark I made.
!You lost, Buddha! Stop denying it!" The great sage jumped up, majestic!
"Oh, is this what you're talking about?"
Buddha suddenly sneered and stretched out his palm.