When the golden cudgel becomes a gong [Journey to the West]

The hands are covered on the water, and the reflection under the palms is also faintly covered by the circle of ripples.

The ripples were slowly swept away to the distance. I don't know if it has come to an end, but black mist began to appear where the ripples touched.

The surface of the water was completely covered by black mist, and it was continuously rushing to the most central place.

Sun Wukong looked at the back of his hand motionlessly, and his eyes were in a trance, as if there was an illusion and it seemed to be a real thing.

He saw, as if the fur on his hands had reappeared, but only for a moment.

Have you left this dream again and returned to reality?

Monkey King shook his head, feeling that the situation was wrong.His consciousness is quite clear now, if his will has not been completely captured by Hei Yan, Hei Yan will definitely not withdraw this dream.

The heart began to become heavy, as if countless heavy boulders were pressing on the heart, making it difficult to breathe.

At the same time, breathing became heavy, and a burning sensation gradually came from his chest.It's like being cut open by something, and you can even feel a heat seeping out from there.

Sun Wukong breathed hard, and the sound of heavy breathing surrounded him.It seems that the surrounding has been covered by this emerging depression.

——Let’s transform this world and rule it.

——The world is your own, only when you become the master, everything is decided by yourself.

……

A faint trance and confusion gradually appeared in Sun Wukong's eyes.

Confusion and sobriety alternate with each other.The dark eyes slowly changed back to the original golden eyes of Sun Wukong.

But those golden eyes were gradually covered by confusion.

Sun Wukong grabbed the corner of his clothes, and then pinched his flesh hard through the clothes.The tingling came from the wrist, but the moment of sobriety quickly disappeared...

The surrounding black mist also suddenly appeared from behind Sun Wukong, wisps of black air fluttered around him, as if looking for some opportunity to enter his body.

The sound of the beating heart and the heavy panting completely reached the ears, clear but noisy.

Sun Wukong raised his hand and clenched his fist into a fist and hit himself on the head, trying to make the sudden severe pain a little lighter.

It was this annoying pain again.Sun Wukong couldn't use other things to relieve the pain, so he could only bear the pain abruptly like every time before.

Compared with the pain in his head, Sun Wukong would rather bear the feeling of a little bit of erosion in his heart again.

At least it was just plain pain.

But in the head, along with it, there are countless pictures that flashed in my mind.

That is the memory of my previous life, what I have experienced.Every frame becomes blurred, but it feels very familiar. It seems that I have experienced it myself, but it is physiologically alienated in my bones.

Sun Wukong wanted to reach out and hold those pictures, but they kept spinning in his mind, and every frame was deeply hurting his nerves and destroying his willpower.

Gradually, the picture within the line of sight has become clear.But what is clear is only the red light everywhere, and the picture of the soul being cut.

Unknowingly, the golden eyes have been stained with some black air, and there are traces of black air surrounding them.

Take control of this world again, dominate this world...

Hei Yan and his own voice completely merged with these pictures, and his mind was already in chaos as if he was completely controlled.

The black mist behind him also slowly approached his body.Through the clothes, through the hair, and then penetrated into the body bit by bit.

Sun Wukong's body stiffened unconsciously, his eyes were full of confusion, and he looked at the front without any resistance.

It was clearly still a bright sight, but in front of Monkey King, what he saw was pitch black.But in the darkness, Sun Wukong gradually felt a little kindness.

It seems... It would be nice if the whole world was dark.

At least the world was darkened and he couldn't see anything anymore.Even if he saw Yi Xing's soul cut open in his dream, as long as he didn't think about it, he wouldn't remember it.

And, in the darkness, that picture was never seen again.

This is the world I want...

The original golden eyes were completely gone, and his eyes were completely black, as if they were hollow.

Sun Wukong's hands moved, his body moved again, and the black energy on his body penetrated into his body more quickly.The black mist outside poured over continuously, filled with excitement and joy.

After an unknown period of time, Sun Wukong completely stood in place, standing still, surrounded by black mist.

It was different from Yi Xing he saw.Yixing came from the light, but he himself stood in the darkness.

The corners of Sun Wukong's mouth slowly curled up, revealing a strange smile.Then he raised his hand and patted himself on the head, tilted his head, and looked aside with blank eyes.

He also took a few steps forward, his body swaying and slowly took the darkness behind him, and stepped forward.

He wants to take this darkness to every corner of the world.

What you can't see is the best.

As long as you can't see it, all the memories can only be the past, or even be forgotten.

Forgetting is what he should do.

Go, go and dye this hypocritical world into darkness.Only the world where opportunities are created by oneself is the most intimate.

Monkey King raised his head and "looked" at the starry sky.He raised the corner of his mouth, there is no need for starlight here.These looking at the dim light will only add to the eyesore.

All it takes is darkness here.

The sky was originally dotted with starlight and the big starry sky was also covered by the surging black mist, and the originally bright space became dim.

And Sun Wukong's eyes became darker and darker.

After walking for some time, Monkey King suddenly stopped in his tracks. He lowered his head, wondering if he was looking at something.

After a while, he stretched out his hand to the side, and the jet-black golden cudgel with golden sides appeared in his hand.

The familiar feeling came back to me.

The smile on Sun Wukong's face remained unchanged, he dragged the golden cudgel and continued to walk forward.

He felt... Yixing's aura did not appear on the golden cudgel.

It seems that after Yixing disappeared, he never appeared again.

Sun Wukong held the golden cudgel tightly in his hand, he shook his head and continued to move forward.

It's okay to disappear, as long as he completely dominates the world.No matter where Yi Xing is, I can find him...

The nerves tingled by the images flashing through my mind have become numb.

Sun Wukong's breathing also became weaker, but the breath in his body became more and more intense.

Not only the breath of Monkey King, but also the strange spiritual power from the previous life... and the one from Hei Yan.

Black Flame is the initiator of these things, it should not continue to appear in this world.Even if they come from the same soul, if one dies, they all die.

Then it can only be like what Hei Yan did in the previous life, completely sealing Hei Yan...or, completely absorbing Hei Yan's aura and aura.

Let Hei Yan completely become himself, so... Sun Wukong can dye the world into darkness faster.

Whatever learning scriptures, what Monkey King, will become the past, become memories.

To be the master of this new world is what he really wants.

Tang Sanzang frowned, and he kept turning the Buddhist beads in his hand.The atmosphere in this illusion gradually became strange. The originally bright sky and the crimson sunset glow were covered by layers of black air.

"Uncle Master." Tang Sanzang quickly calmed down, but his gaze was still in the air.

Bodhi no longer had the excitement of just coming, his face was extremely solemn, and he nodded slightly.

"It has already begun."

Tang Sanzang pursed his lips, his brows were tightly furrowed, and the beads turned quickly.

"The situation is more difficult than expected." Tang Sanzang took a deep breath, and then closed his eyes again.

"But it's not that serious."

"Yi Xing?" Bodhi said softly.

As soon as the words fell, Tang Sanzang frowned even more, and he turned his head over.

"How many times has Master Yixing said that he has completely ignored Wukong, and now he has disappeared."

"But he doesn't necessarily break the jar." Bodhi's expression became more relaxed, and then he patted Tang Sanzang's shoulder calmly.

He put his hand on Tang Sanzang's shoulder, seeing that Tang Sanzang didn't respond, Bodhi felt a little better.

"Back then, the Demon Ancestor entrusted us to take care of the reincarnated walker. He did it for that. He couldn't be so self-willed and let Wukong be so indulgent?"

"Uncle Master..."

"Senior nephew, relax." Bodhi shook his head briskly, and with the other hand shook the whisk that Guangsui Daoist returned to him before he arrived.

"Wu Kong has just awakened, and with his current skill alone, he can't easily destroy the world with just a flip of his hand."

"Besides, we are still here, so there are so many powerful people from all walks of life, what are you afraid of?"

"Uncle." Tang Sanzang pursed his lips and said in a heavy tone, "I'm not afraid of what Wukong will do, but what if Wukong does something carelessly."

Bodhi turned his head and looked at Tang Sanzang. He looked at himself and said in a serious tone: "Walker and Hei Yan are both born of the weather, and they carry the luck of the world. He has fought against Hei Yan in the previous life. If he is gone this time, It's a pity."

"It's really a pity." Bodhi agreed.

"Master Uncle." Tang Sanzang suddenly curled his mouth, with a faint smile on his face.

"Although Wukong is just Lord Yixing letting us take care of him for the time being, after so many years, there must be some feelings."

"Hey, that monkey, I just took him with me for a few years, and I don't really have a deep relationship with him." Putting his hands in his hands, he shook his head and said in a brisk tone, "My nephew also said that it's only a few years. In the blink of an eye."

Tang Sanzang sneered, "Oh."

Bodhi: "..."

Why did you suddenly laugh?

"Nephew?"

Tang Sanzang sighed softly, "I don't worry about Lord Yixing."

Bodhi: "..."

What else do you want?

Tang Sanzang raised the Buddhist beads in his hand, and the dim light dimmed the Buddhist beads.

"he came."

Bodhi's mouth moved, he put his hands behind his back, and sighed secretly.

That worry-free little monkey.

The nebula everywhere was instantly covered by black mist, and the line of sight became dark all of a sudden.

The originally suppressed breath in the air became more dignified.

"I'll leave it to my uncle here." Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and nodded slightly towards Bodhi.

Bodhi nodded, "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, Bodhi raised his hands, swung the whisk with his right hand, and drew complex patterns with it in midair.And this pattern gradually lit up, illuminating some places in this small space.

Tang Sanzang also pinched his hands quickly, reciting Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, and then his figure gradually disappeared in place...

Bodhi withdrew his gaze, then withdrew his hands, and folded his hands, chanting the mantra silently.The surrounding atmosphere gradually became thinner, and the spell also formed small runes in midair.

The runes gathered around and gradually turned into a formation.The shining formation quickly merged with the surrounding black air.

The dark sky gradually became brighter, and the whole illusion regained some brightness.

Bodhi looked up at the dim sky, which was still covered by black mist.Only the summoned formation irradiated it, showing some real images of the layers of black mist.

After a while, Bodhi withdrew his hand, he shook the whisk, then raised his hand and said softly "Amitabha" in a rare way.

He stared at the direction of Tang Sanzang's breath, and took a deep breath.

Then, with a soft sigh, he said softly, "Wukong."

Tang Sanzang stood where he was, quietly looking in a direction.

The spiritual power is the strongest in the black mist in front of him, and it carries a familiar aura.

Tang Sanzang frowned, he never thought that Monkey King could do such a thing.

At first, what I thought was that Hei Yan pulled Sun Wukong into this illusion, bewitching Sun Wukong to return to Hei Yan.Then let Monkey King and Hei Yan work together to restore Hei Yan's vitality.

But unexpectedly, I don't know why Sun Wukong would do this strange thing.He actually carried Hei Yan directly on his back, and in turn absorbed the breath of Hei Yan, trying to replace Hei Yan.

Black Flame was sealed by the joint efforts of the gods at the beginning, and its primordial spirit has been seriously injured. In fact, even with Monkey King, who has the same soul as it, there is.It will not be able to return to its peak in the short term.

But Monkey King is different. Although he has returned to the ruins, Yixing tried his best to save Monkey King at the price of half his soul.

Monkey King in this life can be said to have a brand new life, even different from the previous life.Sun Wukong not only has the luck bestowed by heaven and earth, but also has half of the soul from the Demon Ancestor.

Compared with Hei Yan, if Sun Wukong replaces Hei Yan's spiritual power.He is more threatening than Hei Yan who resumed the peak duel.

And the only advantage is that Monkey King is still Monkey King, at least his purpose is not as crazy as Hei Yan.

Thinking further, half of the soul in Sun Wukong's body comes from Yixing.

Although he has been criticizing Hei Yan's connivance, Tang Sanzang still believes in Yi Xing.After all, Yixing also has deep feelings for this world.

Even for Monkey King, guarding the world is a bottom line in Yi Xing's heart.

But it's just... Tang Sanzang couldn't help frowning again.

It's just where is Lord Yixing now? Why didn't he prevent Monkey King from degenerating, and actually let Wukong degenerate like this?

Thinking about it, Tang Sanzang felt angry, even though he had not been a master and apprentice for a long time.But one day is a teacher and a lifelong father, even if Monkey King doesn't think so.Tang Sanzang still regards Sun Wukong as his own child.

As an elder, Tang Sanzang couldn't bear to watch Monkey King continue to degenerate.Tang Sanzang didn't want to think about the consequences of the final decision discussed by the gods at the time - to directly destroy the fallen Monkey King.

A figure gradually stepped out of the black mist in front of him, Tang Sanzang quickly calmed down and his eyes fell on it.

And that figure has become clear.

He is dressed in white, but his appearance is no longer that of the original walker, but has changed back to the appearance of Monkey King.

Tang Sanzang pursed his lips, and he frowned, looking at his great apprentice with a serious heart.

The situation doesn't seem to be that serious either.

Sun Wukong opened his eyes, but everything he saw was pitch black.

Suddenly he stopped, and a figure appeared in front of him.

Sun Wukong couldn't see it, but he only felt that the figure had a familiar aura.But when I think about it carefully, I can't recognize it.

He looked in front of him quietly, silently waiting for the figure to make a sound or do something.

But after a while, the person in front of him still didn't move, Sun Wukong pursed his lips, and the thoughts in his heart had completely occupied his mind.

He clenched the golden cudgel in his hand, and was about to throw it forward without even thinking about it.But the golden cudgel stayed in mid-air, but it was still.

Tang Sanzang put his hands together and read some Buddhist words from his mouth.He raised his eyes and looked at Monkey King who had lost his original consciousness, and his will was firm in his heart.

The beads were thrown out by Tang Sanzang at once, and then stopped in mid-air, each of the beads began to emit some light.

The golden Buddha's light slowly illuminated the dark space, and at the same time, Sun Wukong could be seen clearly with the naked eye.

"Wukong." Tang Sanzang called softly.

A gentle voice came into his ears, Sun Wukong only moved. Although the voice was somewhat familiar, his thoughts and impulses did not change.

His hand holding the golden cudgel fell down. He wanted to go forward and continue walking, but his footsteps suddenly became heavy and he couldn't move forward even one step.

"Wukong, have you ever seen me as a teacher?" Tang Sanzang looked at Monkey King expressionlessly, with his usual gentleness and kindness in his tone.

Monkey King remained motionless, his heart was temporarily covered by the weakness under his feet.

The voice in my ear kept ringing above my head, and slowly an inexplicable restlessness began to sweep into my mind.

Anxiety and anger followed.

"Wukong." Tang Sanzang called Sun Wukong again, but every time he expected no response.

Tang Sanzang took a deep breath, looked up at his hands, then frowned and pinched his fingers.

The finger drew a few lines of Sanskrit in mid-air, and the Sanskrit became bigger and bigger, until a dazzling golden light appeared, quickly rushed to the string of Buddhist beads, and merged with the golden light on the beads.

The surrounding black mist subsided involuntarily due to the appearance of the golden light, and the black mist above the head also became thinner, and there was a faint tendency to see the scenery outside the sky.

The weight under Sun Wukong's feet became heavier and heavier, until he sat up completely, and he supported the golden cudgel to prevent himself from falling to the ground at all.

The golden cudgel was held tightly in his hand, and the strength couldn't help but increase a bit.

Originally he saw only darkness, but some light suddenly appeared in front of him.But in the eyes of Sun Wukong, who has gradually become accustomed to the darkness, these bright lights are an eyesore.

Sun Wukong's heart beat faster.The sound of breathing and heartbeat appeared in his ears again.

But at the same time that the noisy voice appeared, a wave of other voices also began to appear.

One after another Buddhist words echoed in his mind, Monkey King frowned, and the pain that had been so hard to ignore in his mind became clear again.

He opened his eyes, no emotion could be seen in the dark eyes, but the expression on his face was a little more ferocious.

With the appearance of Buddha's words, the memory in the mind becomes clear and magnified.

Monkey King once again saw the picture he didn't want to see, and there was even a sound.

Tang Sanzang closed his eyes, and continued to chant the mantra.

The golden cudgel rang when it was held, and Monkey King lowered his head.He raised his head suddenly, but his eyes were no longer completely dark, but rather scarlet.

He opened his eyes and looked in front of him, every frame of the picture was dyed red, and every word said in it fell into his ears like needles.

"It turns out that you are a traveler who travels in all walks of life?"

"Can you tell me, what's your name?"

"Let me tell you first, I am called Yixing, but you can call me that."

"Walker? Your name is Sun Wu? I am older than you. According to what the human race said, I can call you Xiao Wu. Well, it's only me who calls you that."

"If you want to see every corner of the world, you can call me, maybe I know many ways, and I want to see it too."

"If you have to destroy this world with Black Flame, I will destroy you first as you said."

"Xiao Wu, I hope you can remember me after reincarnation."

……

Sun Wukong suddenly raised the golden cudgel and smashed it to the ground. When the golden cudgel fell, the surrounding space reverberated instantly.

Tang Sanzang put down his hands, he put his hands together, and looked at Monkey King calmly, but there was still love and compassion in his eyes.

He looked up at the formation of Buddhist beads and Sanskrit, and took a deep breath.

It can only enlarge the picture that Sun Wukong least wants to see in his heart, and directly let him remember all the causes and conditions.

As for whether he can see clearly, that can only depend on good luck.

"Amitabha." Tang Sanzang recited softly.

On the other hand, Monkey King raised his hands, then clenched into fists and hammered his head again and again.

"Stop talking!" Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

In the opened eyes, the darkness in the eyes has faded, replaced by scarlet eyes.

Tang Sanzang breathed a sigh of relief, which was much better than a complete degeneration.

Sun Wukong was panting heavily, but the sounds and pictures in his mind were still playing back over and over again.

He dropped his hands to the ground limply, then knelt down on the ground.He stared blankly at one place.

"Do not say."

"Do not say."

Sun Wukong whispered this sentence, his voice became softer and softer, he tilted his head and suddenly his eyes fell on his hand.

The familiar back of the hand fell into the eyes, and the confusion in Sun Wukong's eyes disappeared a bit, and he became more sober.

"Who am I?" He asked softly, then he raised his head and looked at Tang Sanzang.

The person in front of him was dressed in red, like a cassock.And the appearance is also very breathing.

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and stared at it for a while, then suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Elder Jin Chan?"

Tang Sanzang frowned, watching Sun Wukong remain silent.

"No, Tang Sanzang... Master?"

The smile on Sun Wukong's face grew stronger, and he raised his hand and casually hammered his head again.

The chaos in his mind almost overwhelmed him, Sun Wukong shook his head and looked around unconsciously.

"Master." Finally, he set his eyes on Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang sighed softly, then walked up to Monkey King.

"The teacher is here."

"master."

"Have you ever seen being a teacher?" Tang Sanzang asked the question just now again.

Monkey King pursed his lips, tilted his head and did not reply.

"Why do you want to live in this world?"

Sun Wukong raised his head when he heard the words, his scarlet eyes were filled with confusion, and then he shook his head.

"I don't know as a teacher, but why are you here now, and where do you want to go?"

Where?The confusion in Sun Wukong's eyes became more intense. He lowered his head and thought for a while. He wanted to think about it carefully, but just after thinking about it, his head hurt even more.

Sun Wukong put his hands on his head, and then patted heavily.

"Yi Xing."

"Master," Sun Wukong said with a sad look on his face, "Who is Yixing?"

"I don't know even if I'm a teacher." Tang Sanzang shook his head lightly, then he took a step forward and asked, "Since this name appears in your mind, it must be an acquaintance. Think about it carefully?"

Sun Wukong nodded slightly, but the severe pain in his mind did not subside at all, and even felt a soreness in his heart.

He clutched his chest and said with a sad face, "Master, I feel bad."

"It doesn't hurt to think about it."

"I saw him talking, but I couldn't hear a word." Sun Wukong closed his eyes, but his sight turned back to darkness, and those sounds, images, and pain amplified again.

But when I opened my eyes, the light was dazzling.

On the part of the wrist covered by fur, a rune seemed to flash, but it disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang withdrew his gaze, then continued to raise his hands and recited the Buddhist words just now.

The surrounding golden light was even worse, Sun Wukong's mind was stung again, and his feet became weak.

If he hadn't been leaning on the golden cudgel for support, he might have rolled to the ground at this time.

He clutched his chest, and Sun Wukong vaguely felt that something had disappeared here.

Yixing, should he know him?

The pictures in my mind are already familiar as if I have experienced them personally, but when I think about them carefully, they feel strange.

"Wukong, can you see me as a teacher?" Tang Sanzang asked again.

Sun Wukong raised his head suddenly, he looked at Tang Sanzang, then nodded, then shook his head again.

The person in front of him seemed to be a stranger again.He is Tang Sanzang, the mortal who Guanyin Bodhisattva said would protect him to go to the west to learn scriptures.But in memory, he became another person again.

But if I call him master now, it must be Tang Sanzang that day.

"Then do you remember, why did you appear here? Who are you? Who is Xingzhe? And who is Yixing?"

Questions one after another rushed directly into his mind, Sun Wukong held his head, and the scarlet in his eyes faded unknowingly.

who I am?Why am I here?Who is the walker?Who is Yixing?

Yi Xing...

Sun Wukong suddenly calmed down, he grabbed Mao Mao by his hand, and then tilted his head to look at one place.

The voice in memory seemed to ring in my ear.

Those sounds of memory are actually very annoying in my head, but as long as I keep listening, it seems that the pain has disappeared again.

A chuckle sounded in his ears, Monkey King suddenly raised his head, but there was no one else in front of him except Tang Sanzang.

this voice...

Is it Yixing?

Sun Wukong's throat seemed to be stuck by something, and he couldn't say anything.

It seemed that he wanted to just blurt out and ask who he was.

"You want to find him?" Tang Sanzang looked down at Monkey King and asked softly.

Before Sun Wukong could speak, Tang Sanzang continued: "But Lord Yixing doesn't seem to be here."

"If you want to find him, where are you going to find him? Can you really find him?"

Sun Wu's pupils shrank slightly, and he stared blankly at Tang Sanzang without saying a word.

turn up?Are you looking for Yixing?

If this place becomes a place full of darkness that I created, is there really a barbarian here?

dark……

Sun Wukong's body froze suddenly, and his heart skipped a beat. He looked at Tang Sanzang in disbelief.

"I want to turn this place, this world, into darkness."

Tang Sanzang frowned slightly, he looked at Monkey King, then nodded slightly, "Yes."

"But there is no Yixing here, did he tell you where he is?"

"Master..." Sun Wukong's expression became sad, "Master, I don't know."

"But if I dominate the whole world, maybe I can find him sooner."

Tang Sanzang pursed his lips, his hands seemed to be spinning Buddhist beads.

"But I seem to have heard Yixing say that he reminds me of him, but I still don't know who he is."

"Ah."

Monkey King frowned, then closed his eyes.

"I saw him, and they were calling me Walker, but I felt like I was another person. I just entered the body of the person called Walker."

"Are you him?" Tang Sanzang asked.

"I am," Sun Wukong nodded, his frown deepened, "but I don't know him."

"I lost my memory, but I saw everything about him clearly, Yixing..."

Sun Wukong opened his eyes, and his eyes regained the color of those of the former traveler, "He is the one Yi Xing is looking for."

Then he curled the corner of his mouth again, "I told him long ago that even if he is reincarnated, I don't know if that person is me."

Tang Sanzang was still expressionless, with a loving expression on his face.

"Look, I don't know who Yixing is now, and I don't even know who I am now."

"Master." Sun Wukong looked up at Tang Sanzang, then raised his finger and pointed at his head, and said softly, "It hurts here."

"What if I dye this world into darkness and I can no longer see anything? Will I still know who I am?"

Sun Wukong grabbed the golden cudgel and tilted his head to look at it, "Yi Xing slept here before, but he is gone now."

"Master, I can't find him. If I destroy this world again, I will be even more confused, Master."

"Do you want to go back?" Tang Sanzang bent down and patted Monkey King's head lightly.

"Even if you go back now, it's still the same as now. If you don't know who you are, no one can remember."

Sun Wukong curled his lips, "But at least I won't let this world be destroyed. It's not the world I created. What's the use of changing or dominating it?"

"Okay." Tang Sanzang nodded slightly, and tapped Monkey King's head with his fingers.

Tang Sanzang stood up straight, put his hands together, and recited a few Buddhist words.

The Buddhist beads and the Sanskrit were completely integrated, and countless golden lights flashed.

Sun Wukong's face became ferocious, he bit his mouth and held the golden cudgel tightly in his hand.

Tang Sanzang suddenly remembered that the words that Bodhi brought to himself for Guangsui Daoist

Golden hoop, magic spell?

Is this another way that Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and Lord Buddha did it?

The chaos in the mind has completely taken over all thoughts.Sun Wukong suddenly swung the golden cudgel, and then slammed it heavily, causing the ground to shake again.

Sun Wukong stood up directly, with some kind of faith in his light-colored eyes.He walked forward a few steps with no expression on his face.

The golden light from the Buddha beads on his head shone down, and the white clothes on his body were also dyed with a layer of light golden light.

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, he remembered that since he met Yixing, he had been wearing golden robes all the time.

The corner of his mouth rose slightly, Sun Wukong raised his hand on his shoulder, and tapped lightly.Then he looked away and continued walking forward.

Every time you take a step, those memories become clearer.

He clearly knew that that person was himself, but Monkey King always felt that there was an extremely strange feeling.

It was as if he was watching Yixing talking to another person.

"Yi Xing, if he is really reincarnated, then that person is not me anymore."

"I will find you."

Sun Wukong pursed his lips, forcefully pushed these words to the back of his mind, and his grip on the golden cudgel increased a lot.

After more than ten breaths, Sun Wukong stopped, then closed his eyes, and remained still.

Tang Sanzang behind also put his hands together, and he took a deep breath.Then he also closed his eyes, and sent a message to Bodhi in another place with his thoughts.

"After receiving the passage, the poor monk will pay homage to the uncle himself."

Bodhi, who was stepping down the formation and started discussing with the outside world's Supreme Lord, said, "Master nephew!"

Taishang Laojun in Tushita Palace: "..."

Why are you talking so loudly all of a sudden?

Taishang Laojun frowned, "When did your lord happen?"

Bodhi, who was still immersed in the joy of being actively spoken by his nephew: "⊙▽⊙"

Taishang Laojun: "..."

Why not be serious?

Tang Sanzang put his hands together and said softly, "Amitabha."

He raised his eyes to look at the sky, and the sky covered with dark clouds began to become thinner, until some stars could be seen faintly.

Sun Wukong stood where he was, suddenly he slowly swung the golden cudgel, and then slammed it into the air with force.

The golden cudgel also grew longer in mid-air, until it smashed into the distance.Countless air currents and spiritual power flowed from the golden cudgel to the surroundings.

Tang Sanzang stood on the spot, folded his hands and recited the Buddha's words, with a calm expression on his face, as if the shock around him had nothing to do with him.

Suddenly a red light ignited in the sky above the golden cudgel, and that red light seemed to burn this space.

The golden light was also covered by red light.

Sun Wukong opened his eyes and looked at the eyes quietly. The black mist was pushed away layer by layer, and then a red light appeared.

And the source of the red light is that huge flame.

Exactly the same as in memory and dream.

Sun Wukong covered his chest, suppressing the feeling that his heart was about to jump out.He opened his eyes and watched, his mind suddenly became quiet.

Regardless of the pain, the sound or picture also temporarily disappeared.

Sun Wukong propped the golden cudgel on the ground and held it tightly.He forcibly suppressed his desire to step forward.

Is that where the Black Flame is located?

After thinking for a moment, Sun Wukong shook his head quickly, and he frowned to calm himself down quickly.

He was still in the illusion created by Hei Yan at this time, and what he saw was nothing but falsehood.

Black Flame...

Monkey King pursed his lips, and then he swung the golden cudgel again, then turned around and was already in the air.

He watched the flame quietly, the golden cudgel turned into countless afterimages, and then landed on the flame one after another.

The space that was already covered by red light was instantly filled with dazzling light.

The vision in front of him was filled with red light, and Monkey King suddenly closed his eyes.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, the pain and memories that had been suppressed surged up in his mind.

Sun Wukong held his head and tried hard to endure the pain.

"Oh! Senior brother!" Xiao Bai's surprised voice came.

"Big brother! Master!" Sha Wujing also heard an excited voice.

"Bi Mawen! I saw Bi Mawen!"

"Second senior brother, don't run away! Elder brother, hello! And don't call..." Xiao Bailong's voice became quieter.

Sun Wukong still closed his eyes, not caring about the noisy voice next to him.

Tang Sanzang opened his eyes, a bit of doubt flashed across his eyes, he shook his head, and then looked at Monkey King who was holding his head and looking at him in great pain.It's as if I have an idea in mind.

Although I don't know why I think so much,