Journey to the West: Heavenly Creation

Chapter 91

"On Mount Sumeru, what is there?"

Layman Jingxuan caught Wukong and wanted to ask him clearly.

Wukong blinked, looked around, scratched his cheek again,
"I don't know either!"

Layman Jingxuan: ...

May I ask your sharp eyes, no, Wukong doesn't have sharp eyes yet, and there is a high probability that he won't have them in the future.But are your eyes for breathing?

"This place changes all of a sudden. If you don't say it, I don't even know it's Mount Sumeru. I thought it was back to my Huaguo Mountain!"

What?
Mount Sumeru is constantly changing?
So, it should be that time and space are not fixed, which is a bit like the "unknowable sky" that the little star master said before.

"How did you get there?"

"hey-hey!"

Wukong suddenly laughed, and amidst the laughter, his figure began to become blurred, like a large snowflake appeared on the TV screen.

Then, the communication was cut off.

However, a quarter of an hour later, with the unremitting efforts of Layman Jingxuan, the two successfully connected again.

"Let me change the question, why can I see you?"

"Six Definite Light Shuttles, the Little Star Lord gave me this thing and asked me to find a place to bury it. This is also the condition for him to help me summon the third body."

With rare patience, Wukong explained to Layman Jingxuan.

Wang Jingxuan immediately regretted it.

Why am I asking this question?

I don't know where the six-define light shuttle went, that's the safest thing.

"Then, why did you bury the six-delimited light shuttle there?"

"My old grandson keeps his word. He agreed to his business. Of course it must be done. Poor little star master, everyone is dead, and he is still worrying about Xu Yuan's affairs."

Wukong was obviously a little sentimental, "But he said that we will meet again if we are destined, but by then, he will no longer be the Little Star Master."

As expected!

Layman Jingxuan showed a smile on his face.

Inexplicably, his heart was at ease.

I thought it was the secrets of Mount Sumeru that I could not forget and wanted to get to the bottom of, the follow-up development of the Lingzao Division, and those mysteries that could not be answered, but after I really heard the exact news of the Little Star Lord, I suddenly discovered that none of those were really important.

There are some things and some people that make people never forget.

They appear and disappear in your life, as short as a meteor, just one of thousands of passers-by, but it is always hard to let go.

Why is that?
"Little Star Lord is different from everyone I meet!"

Wukong probably also had a lot of emotions, and his heart was hard to solve. He wanted to find someone to chat with, so he just sat down on the grass,

"why?"

Layman Jingxuan followed Wukong's train of thought and asked.

"He said that I and Tathagata always need a result. Winning or losing is not important. What Tathagata wants is never the same as what I want."

what.
It turns out that Little Star Master is fooling you like this.

"He also said that one day, he would take me through Mount Sumeru."

"He not only said a lot, but also did a lot."

oh oh!

The conversation between the two lasted for about half an hour. Most of it was Wukong talking, and Layman Jingxuan was listening.

It's like holding a small memorial service to commemorate their mutual friend, a stranger who is not very familiar but has had a major intersection.

Withdrawing his spiritual thoughts from Mount Sumeru, Layman Jingxuan continued to meditate.

At a certain moment, the emptiness was extremely quiet, the emptiness was filled with electricity, a flash of inspiration flashed in front of his eyes, and the figure of Little Star Lord appeared again.

Time went back to the moment when Xu Yuan first met.

Under the Rock of Confession, in front of the Hall of Repentance.

The outside light, through the window paper of the Buddhist hall, falls mottledly on the ground.

"In the abyss, there has never been sunlight. What you see is only what you think in your heart."

The little star master said lightly, pointing to the surrounding scenery with his fingers,
"Except for me, He Xinjun is a real existence, and you are in your own illusion. After all, how many people in this world are not living in an illusion?"

So mysterious and boring!
Layman Jingxuan frowned.

But what comes next is what really matters.

Before the fall of the Little Star Lord, this part of memory was blocked, and now it slowly emerges from Wang Jingxuan's subconscious.

Little Star Lord is like an actor, an actor with a tragic heroism plot.

He had a long confession, about 3000 words. After listening to it, Layman Jingxuan fell asleep.

He said this:

"I've seen all the prosperity in the world.

The world, the sky.

From the withering of all things in the era of great destruction to the flourishing of new species like wildfire, the world is decorated with colorful colors in a blink of an eye.

I have also seen countless galaxies, worlds beyond worlds.

All kinds of life that is so huge that it is unimaginable, many of them have no fixed form, just like Mount Sumeru here.

During countless years of traveling through the universe, I experienced destruction and was reborn from destruction. There is impenetrable darkness. At the end of the darkness, a corner of the future is opened, and a fresh wind blows.

What you think and see is not what you think and see.

They are the opportunities left by the established future of this world.

By chance, it appears in your mind. "

Like when you met me?

Layman Jingxuan pointed to himself, and then to Little Star Master.

At the same time, an image of an old man with fluttering white hair also inexplicably appeared in his heart.

"is it my fault?

Or we were born in the wrong era, survived the catastrophe of heaven and earth, but fell into a world that didn't belong to us at all.

Perhaps this is God's trick!
It's like you've worked so hard to build Lingzaosi into a peerless weapon, only to find that all your friends and old friends are gone, and all that's left is the desolation of reaching the top. "

Layman Jingxuan: "Bah! Crow's mouth, how can you use such a metaphor? This is not you and Xinjun."

Little Star Master: Hehe!

"The way of heaven is like a mountain, pressing on the top of the head, standing at the bottom of the abyss and looking up at the world.

After thinking about it for a hundred years, and another hundred years, there is only one question:
What will you do when you face an enemy that is so powerful that you will never be able to defeat it?
Until one day, I saw Lingzaosi.

It is like a congenital palace, with a myriad of splendors, and tiny streamers of light falling down, permeating the soil of the heavens, turning into seeds and rooting in the abyss. "

……

It turns out that this is the relationship between you and me.

Everything starts with Lingzaosi, and everything I do is for Lingzaosi.

"A major follow-up event is Journey to the West. Apart from this, I can't think of anything else that can change the existing course of this world.

Lingzaosi needs to absorb all the spiritual veins in the world to push himself to the top. It is not enough to rely on the root system to penetrate the three realms.

You also need a guide, on the westbound road, it is your coordinates. "

Layman Jingxuan was astonished.

You even know the word coordinates?
"I've lived through the end of the last era. I've seen the destruction of the world. How can I not know the common sense of human beings?"

A smile appeared on the little star master's face,
"In a word, do you want to do it?"

"Let me tell you first, I will only participate in the part of Journey to the West. As for you to break through Mount Sumeru, I will be in charge of raising the flag and cheering, applauding and cheering!"

This is a repetition of the conversation of the day.

Of course, specific plans are also involved later, and the fall of the little star master is just the beginning.

"Break through Mount Sumeru...Little Star Master, little Star Master, for your great plans, you have used past and present lives, will you really be able to achieve your wish, and is it really worth it?"

Layman Jingxuan raised his head, and in front of him, a candle was burned out, and the mourning hall was plunged into darkness.

There were cicadas chirping outside the door, one after another, revealing a little desolation.

This strange world, this strange heaven!

Layman Jingxuan stood up and walked out of the room.

Under the Lanbiao Bridge, the water of Huanling Pool is shining brightly.

There are stars twinkling in the sky.

For a moment, he felt like he was back in the world again.

Across the sky and the earth, the feelings are still the same, the scenery is similar, and there is an inexplicable confusion.

No matter where you are, the taste of life is always the same.

(End of this chapter)