Apricot of the Great Desolation

Chapter 307 Monkey Transformed into Dao
Ran Deng sighed in his heart. He had expected this scene, but when Sun Wukong actually asked, he still felt regretful.

He felt sorry for Sun Wukong who was about to pass away. He knew that with the nature of a monkey, once he learned the truth, he would definitely not be safe.

However, facing the entire Buddhist sect, what can he, a monkey who has just become a quasi-sage, do?
Facing the monkey's expectant eyes filled with worry about gains and losses, Ran Deng told the truth:
"It's all vain!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a solemn silence in the entire Mahavira Palace. Sun Wukong's face was neither happy nor sad. He had already guessed something, but he still couldn't accept it.

"My old grandson once made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace?"

"False!"

"Going through the book of life and death and causing trouble in the Dragon Palace?"

"False!"

"Great Sage Monkey King?"

"It is also false. Not only that, everything after your birth is false. Your birth was catalyzed by my Buddhism. Finding the Water Curtain Cave was my Buddhist guidance. The old monkey who went out to sea to find immortals was also my Buddhism! The Patriarch Subhuti who taught you is I was the one who taught the saint three corpses..."

"I have one more question. I dare to ask the Buddha. There are as many living beings in the world as there are sands of sand in the Ganges. Why did you choose me?"

"Because you are the protagonist of this calamity. This calamity arises because of you. You are my hope for the great prosperity of Buddhism!"

Sun Wukong was stunned, standing there blankly, his eyes calm and unruffled.

He understands everything, but just because of a calamity and because Buddhism needs to flourish, he is considered a victim.

"Wukong, maybe you have already felt that my Buddhism is not the strongest in the world, there are too many forces. We wanted to protect you and guide you to join Buddhism at first, but they would not agree!"

Ran Deng continued, saying that he must say something about the pressure on Buddhism, otherwise Buddhism's already poor reputation will be worsened.

"What kind of forces are there?" Sun Wukong's voice was a little hoarse.

"Heaven, Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, Qilin Clan, Human Clan Holy Land, Monster Clan, Earth Immortal Lineage, Blood Sea Lineage..."

Under the pressure of these forces, Ran Deng had no choice but to tell Sun Wukong the truth. Since the pot has been broken, it is fortunate that it will fall to the bottom.

Even if the monkey really doesn't work in Buddhism anymore, he can't give up a creature with the talent of Hunyuan to others. I don't have it, and no one can think of it.

Everything in the hall seemed to fall into silence. The monkey turned his head mechanically, looked at Xuanzang, and asked:
"Master, are you involved in this matter?"

Xuanzang burst into tears at this time. He looked at Sun Wukong with eyes full of pity. He took a step forward, hugged Sun Wukong, stroked his golden hair and said:

"I don't know. I don't know anything. As a teacher, I only know that you are my disciple!"

Sun Wukong suddenly laughed and said softly: "I believe you!"

Then he looked at Zhu Bajie. Zhu Bajie dodges his eyes, not daring to look directly into Sun Wukong's eyes.He looked at Bai Longma and Sha Wujing again. Their eyes were cold, and the eyes that met Sun Wukong were full of indifference.

Sun Wukong seemed to understand something and smiled miserably.

He suddenly felt that he was very pathetic. Everything about him was arranged by others. His former glory and former unruliness were all in vain.

He grew up in a world woven by others. What is the meaning of such a life?
The more Sun Wukong thought about it, the more his mood fluctuated. Gradually, a terrifying pressure came from his body. A shadow of a demon ape condensed behind him, with fighting spirit soaring into the sky and demonic energy overwhelming the sky.

The faces of all the Buddhas in Lingshan changed drastically, even Ran Deng's face changed.

Before telling Sun Wukong the truth, Ran Deng had already expected that in his calculation, Monkey King would have three reactions.

The first is to accept the fact that his past is all false, temper his Taoist heart, further his cultivation, and have a greater chance of realizing Tao Hunyuan. Of course, this is the best choice.

Second, the Dao Xin couldn't bear the truth, it collapsed directly, and the body died and the Dao disappeared.

Third, he is possessed by a demon. He has an extreme mind but does not have extreme power. His path will not be able to withstand his mind, and it will naturally collapse.

The Sun Wukong in front of him already showed signs of becoming a demon. Although he was only in the early stage of being a quasi-sage, once he became a demon, even he could not stop him immediately.

As long as there is a chance to strike, if Sun Wukong strikes, the entire Lingshan Mountain will be damaged. After all, this is a blow that someone risked his life to strike.

Since ancient times, blackening is ten times stronger, and whitewashing is three points weaker. This is not without reason.

Xuanzang was knocked back by Sun Wukong. Zhu Bajie's expression changed drastically. He took off the longevity lock on his chest and was about to throw it out to protect Sun Wukong.

At this moment, a sigh echoed in the Main Hall.

This sigh seems to come from ancient times, spanning the long river of time and space, full of desolation, remoteness, and wild atmosphere, as if it spans eternity, and carries the power of tranquilizing the soul.

In an instant, the entire Lingshan fell silent. Sun Wukong's demonic intention that had just arisen was suppressed by this sigh, and his eyes gradually became clear.

The next moment, a Taoist wearing a green-bottomed purple-patterned Taoist robe appeared in the Main Hall. He was in perfect harmony with the surrounding environment, as if he was supposed to be there. The Buddhist mountain-protecting formation had no effect in front of him.

Three thousand Buddhas, eight hundred arhats, and all bodhisattvas and monks stood up simultaneously at this moment, bowed down and said:

"Meet the Xuanyuan Creation Heavenly Lord!"

Sha Wujing and Bai Longma also bowed down at the same time. Zhu Bajie was also nervous and said respectfully: "I've met the great uncle!"

Zhang Ye stood in the center of the Main Hall, with warm eyes, and said: "No need to be polite, get up!"

"Thank God!"

Sun Wukong also recognized the person who came, those eyes still reverberate in his heart, he knew that this Taoist would not harm him, so he also bowed and said:

"Wukong has met senior!"

Zhang Ye asked: "Why, do you think it's unfair and angry?"

Sun Wukong was silent, looking at Zhang Ye with stubborn eyes, and said directly: "Yes!"

Zhang Ye nodded: "It's normal that you think it's unfair, but the general trend of heaven and earth is like this, and no one can change it!"

"Is the so-called general trend of heaven and earth just playing with monkeys? Is the great prosperity of Buddhism obtained by deceiving a monkey? My old grandson, Hegu?"

Sun Wukong was roaring, his golden hair exploded, his fangs were exposed, and he was extremely ferocious.

Looking at the angry Sun Wukong, Zhang Ye was very calm. He looked at Sun Wukong and said:

"Without you, this calamity would have evolved in the other direction, with Buddhism and Taoism competing, and great powers conquering each other."

"At that time, the heaven and earth will be in chaos, all living beings will be in misery, the corpses of immortals and gods will lie in the void, and the saints will attack each other. The strength of the ancient world will be greatly reduced, and it will be unable to withstand external disasters. The ancient world will be destroyed. This is the end!"

As Zhang Ye spoke, scenes of phantoms appeared in the void, as if they were really happening.

Even Ran Deng saw himself being killed by the Wudang Virgin with a sword, and the Buddha's blood flowed into the void.

This is a timeline deduced by Zhang Ye.

In other words, if Journey to the West is not launched, the future of the prehistoric era will most likely be like this.

If this timeline can continue to evolve, it may not be able to evolve into a complete world. Of course, for the prehistoric world, this kind of world is a virtual world.

Finally, Zhang Ye looked at the monkey and said: "I admire you very much and your pride, so I gave you a chance and protected you!"

"Although this journey to the west is for all sentient beings, it is both a risk and an opportunity for you. If you can seize it, the future will be smooth!"

"Your indestructible body was given to you by my uncle, the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in your hand was made by me, and Lei Zhenzi, who helped you keep your Taoist foundation, is my disciple!"

"I have done everything I can to help you, but you... alas!"

Zhang Ye's last words were full of regret, and there was no hatred for iron. In Zhang Ye's life, the monkey's existence was really insignificant. If it weren't for that obsession, he might not have helped the monkey.

Sun Wukong was silent, and he smiled bitterly: "I failed, didn't I?"

Zhang Ye was silent, Sun Wukong also knew, he knelt down, knocked his head heavily on the ground, and said:
"Thank you, senior, for protecting me!" Sun Wukong is not an ignorant monkey. He knows that if it weren't for Zhang Ye's support all the way, he might not even have a chance to learn the truth.

With no way forward, he can only move forward along the route planned by others, forever living in illusion.

He bowed nine times before standing up. Zhang Ye did not stop him, and the monkey continued:
"I was born unruly, with a stubborn temperament, and I can't change it. Since the past was all false, the mentors who preached and taught, the brothers along the way, all the glory is fake..."

As Sun Wukong spoke, his divine body gradually became illusory, turned into little bits of golden light, and began to dissipate. This was transforming into a Tao.

"Wukong (Monkey Brother)!" Xuanzang and Zhu Bajie said at the same time.

Sun Wukong looked at the two of them. Xuanzang and Zhu Bajie's faces were full of worry. The monkey smiled and said: "Master, you idiot!"

It was the first time Xuanzang heard the word "Master" from Sun Wukong's mouth, and it was also the first time that Sun Wukong recognized his existence, but he was not happy in his heart. Watching Sun Wukong transform away, his heart was full of melancholy.

Under Zhang Ye's influence, Monkey's Taoist heart did not completely collapse because he felt that he was not useless.

For Monkey, he has learned a lot along the way and has seen the suffering of all living beings. He understands all living beings.

Therefore, knowing that if he dies alone, he can be exchanged for all living beings and can protect the ancient world, the monkey no longer hates him.

However, he was born unruly, how could he endure bullying?

He would rather die than be humiliated. His avenue is crumbling, turning into little bits of golden light and dispersing.

At this time, all the Buddhas clasped their hands together and whispered:
"Amitabha!"

This is a farewell to the monkey. Neither the Buddhas nor Zhang Ye can stop Sun Wukong. This is the pride of the innate gods and demons, and they who are both innate gods and demons can understand it best.

Innate gods and demons can be called the sons of heaven. They are born with the laws of the great road and have the power of heaven and earth from birth.

This kind of existence can be killed but not humiliated. Although the monkey is mentally retarded, it still has the pride of belonging to the innate demon!This is given by heaven.

Sun Wukong passed away, Xuanzang smiled sadly, put his hands together and bowed:

"I am the Buddha. Wukong passed away. It was the fault of the disciple. The disciple did not teach the disciple well. The teaching was not strict. The teacher was lazy. The disciple had insufficient wisdom and it was difficult to become a Buddha!"

As soon as the words fell, Xuanzang's cultivation of Buddhism began to dissipate, and the pieces of Buddhism behind him collapsed, and he was transforming into Taoism on his own.

Seeing this, I was anxious because Xuanzang was no better than a monkey. Monkeys did not belong to Buddhism, but Xuanzang was a quasi-sage of Buddhism.

The death of a quasi-sage is also an unbearable price for Buddhism.

Ran Deng wanted to stop Jin Chan Zi's transformation, but it was too late.Who can save a person who wants to die?
The only one who could save Xuanzang at the scene was Zhang Ye. Ran Deng looked at Zhang Ye and said anxiously: "Tian Zun!"

"This is his own choice. If he doesn't break or stand, he will shed his shell and become a cicada!" Zhang Ye said.

Before he died, Xuanzang looked towards the east. The quasi-sage's cultivation allowed him to look across many spaces, to the kingdom of daughters, and to the magnificent queen. He murmured:
"Maybe there is no afterlife!"

"Poor monk, I made a mistake!!"

Above Daluo, there is no longer a place where the underworld can be reincarnated. After this kind of existence passes away, it will only come back at a certain time in the future, but it may not be him anymore! !

While the Buddhas were still immersed in the sorrow of Xuanzang's passing, a golden light flew out from Xuanzang's dead body.

The speed of that golden light was so fast that it instantly broke through the layers of space. Ran Deng looked intently and saw that it was a six-winged golden cicada.

The cicada's wings quivered gently, matching the frequency of space vibrations, and not even the Buddhist mountain guarding formation could stop it.

Ran Deng wanted to stop it, but the six-winged golden cicada was too fast, so he could only look at the ocean and sigh.

……

In the blink of an eye, Jin Chan escaped a million miles away. Suddenly, a golden palm fell from the sky, blocking Jin Chan's path.

A gentle squeeze between the golden thumb and index finger made the golden cicada unable to move. No matter how the cicada wings vibrated behind it, it had no effect at all.

"You evil beast, you were inspired by Buddhism, but I never thought you would still be alive in this world!"

As soon as the words fell, the golden fingers started to pinch. Just when Jin Chan was about to die, at this critical moment, a ray of blood came from the sky.

"Two Taoist friends, please don't get angry. Buddhism has the virtue of loving life, so how can we kill lives?"

A spike penetrated from the space and directly pierced the golden palm. The golden palm, which Jin Chan had easily captured, had no power to fight back in front of the spike and was directly broken open.

The Mosquito Taoist has no spiritual treasure, and his mouthparts are the best spiritual treasures, which can even absorb the golden lotus of merit.

What's more, it is a part of Daoist Mosquito's body, and it will grow with Daoist Mosquito's growth.

The golden cicada shook its wings again, and instantly broke through the space and left, leaving only one sentence: "Old mosquito, thank you very much!"

A thick black cloud came over me. If I looked carefully, I could see what kind of cloud it was. They were clearly tiny mosquitoes.

The mosquitoes gathered together and turned into human shapes. A middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a sinister face appeared on the spot.

The next moment, Zhunti came across the void with his bare feet and said, "What do you mean, fellow Taoist?"

"The six-winged golden cicada and Pindao are old friends. I would like to ask fellow Taoist to make it easier for me!"

The mosquito Taoist has a gentle face, but his sinister expression comes from his heart, and his gentle look is really uncomfortable.

As he spoke, a silver halberd appeared in Master Mosquito's hand and he handed it to Zhunti.

Zhunti took a closer look and saw that it was a top-quality innate spiritual treasure. He took it away without ceremony and said with a smile:
"What are you doing, fellow Taoist? You're welcome, you're welcome!"

Zhunti didn't know what he had missed. In his opinion, Jin Chanzi was just a ferocious beast. His qualifications were not top-notch and could not compare to a top-quality innate spiritual treasure.

The origins of the six-winged golden cicada and the six-winged black mosquito were top secrets in the ancient times. After all, they were creatures from the Hongmeng period.

In the entire prehistoric period, probably only Zhang Ye and Hongjun Luohou knew about it.

……

In the main hall, Sun Wukong became a Taoist, Xuanzang destroyed himself, and the atmosphere was frozen for a while.

Zhu Bajie suddenly knelt down, bowed to Zhang Ye, and said, "Uncle, I have something to ask of you!"

"Have you thought about it?" Zhang Ye knew what Zhu Bajie wanted to do.

To be honest, the character of monkeys varies from person to person.

Zhang Ye didn't expect that this nephew, who was always lazy, could do this for Monkey King.

"Disciple has thought about it!" Zhu Bajie looked determined.

"His Dao dissipated and returned to heaven and earth, but more than one Hunyuan left a mark on him, and he has not completely transformed into Dao, so he can still be saved!"

"Among all living things, every flower, every tree, every grass and every tree could be him. Maybe it's a monkey on a certain mountain, or maybe it's a creature living in the market. It's up to you to find it yourself."

"Thank you, uncle!" At this time, Zhu Bajie had returned to his Zhu Gangxi appearance. Although he could not be said to be handsome, he could not be called ugly anymore.

Zhang Ye stretched out his hand and a golden hoop appeared in his hand. He handed the golden hoop to Zhu Bajie and said:

"This stick is contaminated with the monkey's breath too much, you can look for it with this golden cudgel!"

Zhu Bajie suddenly bowed down again and said in a choked voice:
"Senior uncle, if you meet your master, please tell me that this disciple is unfilial!"

Since then, Heaven has lost a Tianpeng Marshal, the three chiefs of the human world have disappeared without reason, and the Buddhist Jingtan envoys have never accepted worship.

And on the ancient land, there was a fat monk who traveled around and carried a long stick on his shoulders.

(End of this chapter)