The anger and unwillingness in his heart became stronger and deeper, like the suppressed volcano, brewing and gathering the power of explosion and destruction. Sun Wukong mustered up the courage and asked Duanmu Wan'er about the resentment in his heart.
"The answer to this question is related to your origin." Duanmu Wan'er lowered her head slightly and looked down, as if she was sighing to herself or answering a question for Sun Wukong.
The ethereal female voice, accompanied by the manifestation of many visions that echoed the rules of the avenue, floated out.
"Below the saints, all are ants."
"Have you ever understood?"
"Below the saints, all are ants...!" Sun Wukong was silent for a moment, his eyes couldn't help but have a trace of longing, but in his mind, he recalled his own origin.
It was a stubborn stone glowing with colorful brilliance.
It once stood on the top of the Huaguo Mountain in the Aolai Kingdom of Dongsheng Shenzhou. It was exposed to wind and rain, sun and frost. Every moment, regardless of day and night, black and white, it was absorbing and swallowing a huge amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
The essence of the sun and the beauty of the moon.
It has lasted for countless years and has never stopped.
Finally, more than five hundred years ago, after a long gestation period, he was truly born.
All this is just because the five-colored stone that gave birth to himself is essentially a unique five-colored sacred stone, which came from the hands of the prehistoric saint Nuwa, and is the only remnant of the original patching of the sky.
The five-colored sacred stone can be considered to have been created by the hands of the prehistoric sage, and contains traces of some fragments of the rules of the prehistoric sage Nuwa.
Such a top-notch rare treasure...!
For a powerful practitioner like Duobao Tathagata who is in the late stage of quasi-sage and is about to be promoted to the perfect state of quasi-sage, it has indescribable huge benefits and temptations, and its attraction is so great that it is simply incredible.
And Sun Wukong, the spiritually bright stone monkey born from the inside of the five-color sacred stone, has become something that Tathagata Duobao must get his hands on no matter what, and is regarded by Tathagata Duobao as an excellent nutrient to improve himself.
One can imagine what will happen to Sun Wukong.
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The more he thought about it, the more horrified and desperate he felt in Sun Wukong's heart, which was a bit unbelievable.
Everything has been predestined.
"It turns out... before I was conceived and evolved, before I was actually born into this world, I was already being targeted by the Tathagata...!"
"Below the saints, they are all ants... Hahaha...!"
Suddenly, Sun Wukong raised his head, looked up to the sky, cried and laughed, and said: "Tathagata, even if you have all kinds of calculations, you will really swallow, refine and absorb me in the future, making yourself stronger."
"But in the eyes of the saint, you are still a weak little ant."
"Since no matter what choice I make, I am destined to be devoured and refined by you, so why should I fear and awe you anymore?"
The spine, which was already somewhat rickety, gradually became straight and straight.
His temperament is quietly changing.
"One life, one death, why should we be humble in this life? A life of pride, a life of slavery, when will we live a life of freedom? When the wish comes again, all living beings will be shocked. Kill until the sky is turned upside down, even if ten thousand people die.
No regrets either.”
"My grandson, but...the Monkey King, the Monkey King!"
The shadow shackles deep in his soul were all broken and destroyed by him.
The humility and servile temperament were completely gone, only a towering arrogance and unswerving determination. In the depths of those pale golden eyes, a trace of unruly and firm belief quietly emerged.
Fearless, just like before.
But he is even more determined, tenacious, and calm. He knows how to hide his strength and bide his time, and how to stay dormant temporarily.
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On top of the mountain.
Bai Gu felt the changes in Sun Wukong's temperament that naturally emanated from him, and a trace of surprise and curiosity flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself: "This Sun Monkey really has some potential. No wonder he asked Master to give him some advice.
"
"Hmph, I can't be compared to this guy in the future, and I can't embarrass Master."
And beside you.
When Duanmu Wan'er saw Sun Wukong breaking his shackles from the inside out and completing his spiritual transformation, his flawless and exquisite face finally revealed a trace of a happy smile.
"good!"
"You look like a good son of our demon clan, and you are initially worthy of the title of Monkey King."
He pointed at Sun Wukong casually.
A ray of light fell from the fingertips and penetrated into the center of Sun Wukong's eyebrows, forming a spiritual barrier to protect his mind and thoughts, so that he would not be bullied by the Tathagata Buddha, forcibly converted, and distorted his mind.
Sun Wukong felt the subtle changes in the depths of his soul, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
Then he quickly and respectfully thanked the perfect fairy figure standing proudly on the top of the mountain.
"Junior Wukong would like to thank the senior god for his mercy. Even if he dies in the future, he will not fall into the prestige of the demon clan."
When he raised his head again, the two beautiful fairy figures on the top of the mountain had long disappeared. Only a book with a faint glow floated down from above, and Sun Wukong reached out to catch it.
He took a closer look.
On the cover of this book, there are three words inscribed in law demon script, which is called "Journey to the West".
I opened it and glanced at it briefly, and I was immediately shocked.
"This book...is it the behind-the-scenes script of the Journey to the West?!"
"Tathagata, let's wait and see!"
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The ethereal and illusory river of time flows endlessly.
And on top of it.
Two beautiful celestial figures walked gracefully one behind the other, spanning eternity and era, heading towards the eternal prehistoric era.
White Bones followed Duanmu Wan'er closely step by step, moving forward carefully, looking down at the illusory river of time from time to time. She was already in the realm of the Immortal Golden Immortal, so she could naturally see it clearly.
Every drop of time in the river contains countless branches of time that are intertwined and implicated.
There are also countless figures of all living beings struggling to survive in it.
Each branch of time represents a future direction, and almost infinite branches of time are combined together to form an extremely mysterious rule of the avenue of time.
And this is the existence form of time rules in Bai Gu's eyes.
But for the current Bai Feixue, in the eyes of one of his clones, Duanmu Wan'er, the specific form of the rules and order of the time avenue is a complex three-dimensional network that encompasses the endless universe of the past, present and future.
Like an extremely complicated spider web.
Each time node is the intersection point between different time branches in this complex three-dimensional time network.