The descendant of the Great Sage in Marvel

"Who" was so shocked that Zheng Zheng was so frightened that all the blood in his body rushed to the top of his head, and he felt numb all over. Before his fear subsided or the voice in his head answered, the small iron rod pendant worn around Zheng Zheng's neck suddenly hung up and flew forward.

Zheng Zheng was caught off guard and had no time to make any response. He just felt a huge force pushing him forward, and was hit by this small metal rod.

It jumped into the air and flew forward with it.

This little stick was extremely fast. It flew out an unknown distance in the blink of an eye and plunged into a majestic, majestic and magnificent hall and stopped. Zheng Zheng fell to the ground, his face turned red from the strangulation, he coughed a few times, regained his composure, and hurriedly took the pendant off his neck.

"Ruyi" a surprising voice came from the palace, it was the accent that sounded in Zheng Zheng's mind.

A figure appeared in front of Zheng Zheng. Zheng Zheng didn't even notice how he came, as if he had been right in front of him all along.

I saw him reaching out and holding the pendant in his hand, and shouted softly: "Long" the small metal stick transformed into a long stick of two feet long.

This long stick has a golden hoop on each end. The whole body is dark gold and covered with runes and seals. It is not dazzling at first glance, but it is particularly simple and elegant.

But what shocked Zheng Zheng most at this time was not the change in the pendant he wore every day, but the appearance of this figure.

This man was short in stature, slightly stooped, with round eyes, a face full of golden hair, a sunken face, a protruding mouth, and crooked legs. He wore a sleeveless soft armor on his upper body and a long tiger skin skirt on his lower body. To be honest, no matter where you look at aesthetics, words like good-looking and handsome have nothing to do with him.

However, at this moment, with a stick in hand, he danced a stick flower casually, and stood with the stick in hand, but he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of wantonness and pride.

He raised his gaze from "Ruyi" and looked at Zheng Zheng, his eyes were like fire, his eyes were shining gold, it was those blazing golden eyes. "Boy, I am the Western Spirit Mountain Dou"

"Monkey King, you are Monkey King, Monkey King"

Sun Wukong was startled when he heard this and stopped talking.

"Monkey King"

He muttered to himself with a look of sadness on his face, "No one has called me by this name for a long time."

He looked down at the golden cudgel that was buzzing with excitement and trembling in his hand. This familiar feeling of connectedness made a smile appear on the corner of his mouth, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, I am Monkey King, the Monkey King of Water Curtain Cave in Huaguo Mountain."

"It's actually my favorite Sun Wukong, but why did I dream about Sun Wukong? I didn't watch Journey to the West today, nor did I play Monkey Top Lane." Zheng Zheng looked confused, probably because of his experience and experience this night. The fright has already made him have an IQ of 99 at this time.

Sun Wukong couldn't help scratching his cheek, "You lazy boy, do you think you are dreaming?"

"No, it's not a dream. Then why am I here? I'm obviously sleeping in the dormitory. Have I traveled through time?"

"What is time travel? I don't know how you got to heaven. Ordinarily, you are a mortal and it is impossible to reach heaven without anyone to guide you. What's more, the world is closed now and the spirit and earth are hidden. Hey, how did you get here? Whoever brought you up here, ask him to come out. Maybe we will still know each other and talk about old times together."

"But I really don't know how I got here, Great Sage. I was sleeping well, but suddenly I dreamed of a dark place with a colorful ring inside. As soon as I touched it, I came here. Great Sage I won’t be able to go back, right?”

"Is there really no one else? Boy, don't panic. You are the first living thing I have seen in so many years. Stay with me for a while and chat. I will take you back later."

As Sun Wukong spoke, he put his hand on Zheng Zheng's shoulder, and Zheng Zheng couldn't help but follow him to the steps and sat down. Sun Wukong squatted on the steps holding a golden cudgel and danced with his words to Zheng Zheng. Zheng Zheng gradually became fascinated by what he was saying. He would ask questions and chime in from time to time, and he would become more and more cheerful as he spoke.

It turns out that since Tang Monk and his disciples completed their Buddhist scriptures, the world has become increasingly peaceful and no major events have happened for a long time. All living beings in the three realms are enjoying this rare peaceful time.

However, sudden changes occurred, and the saints of various religions suddenly disappeared. The Jade Emperor, Laojun, Tathagata, God, Zeus and other saints were all missing, leaving only the warning that "the way of heaven has changed". At the beginning, all the gods and immortals were in danger and wary of each other. They suspected that some forces were colluding with each other and conspiring to start a war.

However, a few years later, except for the saints, no immortals encountered any accidents. Instead, they found that no matter how high or low they were, or whether they practiced or not, the gods could not make any progress, and no cultivator in the world could succeed in cultivation. It seemed that The path of cultivation seemed to have been cut off with a sword. At this moment, the gods all over the sky were shocked. For the sake of their own future and inheritance, they launched investigations one after another. However, no matter how they went from poverty to poverty, or even from all walks of life to abandon their previous suspicions and cooperate, it was still Nothing was found.

Not only that, the situation became even more serious. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth gradually decreased. It was fine at first and had no impact on the gods who could no longer practice. As time went by, the spiritual energy weakened faster and faster. In the end, it was like a flood. Every time You can feel the decline of spiritual energy every second.

It had only been a few decades since the disappearance of the saints, but things had gone so bad that it was irreversible. The spiritual power of the world was missing, the spiritual veins were drying up, the spiritual plants were dead, and the ecological structure based on spiritual power had completely collapsed. It is even difficult for the immortals and gods to maintain their own realm. The cultivation methods and inheritance are reduced to physical fitness and fighting techniques. The prayers of human beings for protection and protection are rarely answered.

The human world, looking for another way out, has gradually shifted from belief in divine power to the study of material resources, and has gradually shifted from a cultivation society to a technological society.

For those who lost their faith, the worship gods and incense gods who relied on the power of faith and will were the first to bear the brunt. They were unable to maintain their divine bodies and died one after another. In the following hundreds of years, the spiritual power of the gods and immortals gradually exhausted, and they were no longer able to withstand the erosion of the long river of time, and slowly passed away. In the end, the spiritual world collapsed and the gods withered, leaving only a few gods who became saints in the flesh, such as Sun Wukong, Erlang Shen, and Titan.

Until now, no matter how powerful the body is, it cannot continue to maintain the broken true soul. The last spirit has also disappeared, and an era has finally been wiped out in this universe.

"I understand now that I am considered the best among the gods in fighting, but when it comes to cultivation, I borrowed the remaining energy of the sun and moonlight from my birth to practice a thousand miles, and secretly ate the golden elixir of flat peach. Thanks to the old man for throwing me away. Entering the furnace and forging them into one body helped me lay the foundation of the Tao. The Tathagata pressed me under the mountain and let me walk this hundred and eight thousand miles to stabilize the Taoist heart. But even so, how can I compare to What about those who have been cultivating for several generations?

"I am the last one alive. This is because my heavenly father and earthly mother protect me."

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