Reborn Sun Wukong

Chapter 389 What is the world
Someone once said that he likes the tranquility of the stream because he has never seen the sea. But now I have swum across the Milky Way, and I still love you alone as a star!

Someone once said, I have traveled all over the world in three thousand states, and I have gone through three lives, just to find your smile.
I would like to protect you for the rest of my life and let go of all grievances.

I only hate that I can't put down the sword in my hand, neither can I hold you in my arms, nor can I stop my grievances. I have so many thoughts, and finally kill myself.

Well-written destiny, let us meet or separate.

I was lonely and cold all my life, fortunate to have you, I wasted half my life and had nothing to do.

Finally disappeared in the smiles of the world.

At the end of the song, people parted ways and lived alone.

Sun Wukong is a walker, one who walks on the edge of life and death, on the edge of darkness, groping for what may not exist. Like sporadic light.

When he is alone, he can sing, and when he looks at the sky, he will be in a daze, so that he doesn't know who he is thinking about when he is in a daze.

He didn't know his fate, and the road ahead was confused and full of unknown thorns. Before he knew it, he found that his shoulders had been pierced by barbs, covered with blood and wounds all over his body.

He was hesitating, wandering, he always thought that he was groping forward, even if it was very slow, but when he looked back, solid footprints would leave traces.

As everyone knows, looking back now is also a fog and an unknown.

He didn't know how far he could go. When he looked at his feet, the solid footprints were actually just spinning around in place.

The sky covered his eyes and confused his heart.

He will do whatever it takes to find the light that has been discarded and hidden.

Even if he wants to ignite his soul spontaneously, he still wants to ignite the lost light to illuminate the world, so that the confused world can see clearly what those high-ranking, pretentious gods wearing hypocritical masks really look like.

Let them see clearly what is behind the light that they have been chasing for an unknown amount of time.

It's the bloody darkness, it's the sneer, it's ferocity, it's sin!

The ancient tripod scattered light, was as warm as the scorching sun, and exuded absolutely powerful power, attracting Monkey King. For this tripod, any price is worth paying.

Because it is strong, because this is power, the power that I lack the most, and the power I need most.

The ancient tripod was bathed in Xuanguang liquid, reshaping its body, showing its most primitive appearance, its most powerful, and its peak glory.

I don't know how many days and nights have passed, the sweat under Monkey King has merged into a river and never stops.

This sitting, as if a full 500 years have passed.

I don't know how much the surrounding ground has cracked, Baizhang?Qianzhang?Or mighty?No one knows.

The horizon is endless, full of emptiness.

Sun Wukong sat cross-legged here alone, countless days and nights passed in this small space, but there was no lack of profound energy in the sky.

No matter how powerful one person is, he still cannot take away all the mysterious energy that fills the sky.

The body of the cauldron was gradually completed, which made Sun Wukong worry that things did not happen. Such a divine cauldron should be punished by thunder and heaven.

But it has never appeared. Is it breeding a stronger force, or is it waiting for something?
Monkey King has no time to take care of other things, he can only try his best to make this ancient tripod reappear.

During this period, the ancient tripod shattered three times.

Turned into fragments and suspended in the void, Monkey King used the source of the power of the devil as a medium to fuse them three times before completing the condensing.

At this time, Gu Ding no longer needed the Xuanguang Divine Liquid, it was enough for it.

Suddenly endless rays of light fell from the sky, and the rays of light fell, directly overthrowing Monkey King's figure and covering the ancient tripod.

Sun Wukong could vaguely see the figure of a black-haired man in white shirt hovering above the ancient tripod, but he couldn't see what his face was.

"Ahem!" Sun Wukong covered his chest with one hand, the aura just now was too domineering, it shook his heart, blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

The man in white didn't even look at Sun Wukong, just like a banished saint who has fallen into the world, he raised his hands and feet, showing his brilliance!

Shenju rushed out, Gaifeng came to Sun Wukong's side, leaning slightly, his pupils wrinkled, staring at the man hanging in the air above the mysterious ancient cauldron.

"With this kind of momentum, did the banished saint come to the world?" Shenju was amazed.

Sun Wukong shook his head. There are only a few saints in the world. Of course, what Sun Wukong means is not to say that he is not a saint, but that he is definitely not a saint today.

When the Banished Saint appeared, the sky and the earth shook, and the light shone in the whole world.

"Could it be that this ancient tripod belongs to him?" Shenju wondered.

Sun Wukong nodded: "It is very likely that this is his remaining soul in the ancient cauldron. Perhaps because the ancient cauldron is too broken, his soul will fall into a deep sleep and cannot appear for a long time. Now the original energy of Xuanguang is enough Restoring this ancient cauldron may slow down with his sleeping soul."

There are countless mysterious lights in the sky, and the ancient tripod bathed in the boundless holy light. In the white light, a man dressed in white stood quietly, enjoying himself like a spring breeze!

"Then, will he kill us then?"

Sun Wukong smiled wryly and shook his head: "Probably not. Being able to comprehend the holy way and become a saint should not be so cruel. Besides, we didn't do anything to harm him. On the contrary, we indirectly helped him cough Cough cough cough."

While talking, Sun Wukong suddenly coughed, and blood slid down the corner of his mouth
Shenju lowered his head hastily, and found that Sun Wukong's chest was full of redness, and exclaimed, "What's going on?"

Cracks gradually appeared on Sun Wukong's chest, and blood flowed continuously.

It shouldn't be like this, absolutely shouldn't be, Shenju has seen what Sun Wukong did in that mysterious light before, how could he be injured with such a strong body.So Shenju naturally thought that Monkey King would not be injured, so he didn't pay attention, but he never thought that such a thing would happen.

Cracks gradually appeared on his chest.

Sun Wukong covered his chest with one hand, his face became paler, and he smiled lightly: "It's nothing, it's nothing, I underestimated this holy power, it won't go away for a long time, it will take some time to repair it."

In fact, Sun Wukong is not invulnerable to injury, of course he will, but his body is too strong, and the repair speed is extremely fast, and he will repair it before it appears.

But the current Shengwei is too terrifying, circling constantly, unable to dissipate for a long time, and has been stuck on Monkey King's chest, unable to repair itself.

Shenju heard the words and knew that Monkey King would not joke about such things, since he said nothing happened, then it's okay.

"This is very good." Shenju said softly.

Monkey King nodded, his eyes became more serious, looking at the man in white in the sky.

"I'm worried that this guy will take that ancient cauldron away." Monkey King said.

Shenju rolled his eyes, looked at Sun Wukong and sighed: "When is it, you still have the mood to worry about this, don't you care about whether we can survive?"

"He won't kill us." Monkey King stood up, the blood on his chest was getting less and less, as if it could be stopped.

Shenju admired him and didn't say a word.

Sun Wukong's eyes were like two arrows, he suddenly shot out, staring at this senior who was most likely to be a banished saint.

Immortal sounds played loudly, and the mysterious light was like clouds, covering the world.

Bathed in the holy light, the grace is endless, and the boundless land that has collapsed has reappeared in just a blink of an eye.

The ground is full of flowers, and its fragrance spreads across thousands of miles.

"Lotus grows every step of the way, flowers grow with fingers, this is definitely a banished saint." Shenju admired him, and the aura on his body was the supreme holy power.

Practice so far, there should be no regrets.

"Hey, do you think he is the most eye-catching star, shining in the distant sky, exuding the most dazzling light, attracting countless of us, and paying blood to walk behind him. Actually Isn't the road under our feet stained with blood and covered with bones?" Shenju muttered to himself, not knowing what he was talking about, his expression was gloomy, showing a look of disappointment.

"Hey, did you hear that?" Shenju turned to look at Monkey King beside him and said.

Sun Wukong didn't know what he was thinking at all, he looked up at the sky, at the sky, at the banished saint in white standing on the ancient tripod.

His eyes were like the rays of the sun, looking at the sky without any fear.

Rather yearning, he seemed to see a 'transparent' road in the air.

He wondered what the road ahead looked like, but he knew that he would go farther and farther.

No matter which star in the sky this is, you must know that there is a whole sea of ​​stars in his eyes!

"Bones turn into frost, the road is cold, and I will never read it." Monkey King babbled.

"The dry bones turn into frost, the road is cold, and the thoughts are lost."

The sound filled the sky, and the supreme existence in the sky did not know whether it was awakened by Monkey King's words.Turning around suddenly, with a startled glance, he looked directly at Monkey King.

"He, he opened his eyes." Shenju was amazed, if they looked at it, they could only feel a sharp look in his eyes, but couldn't see the appearance of this person clearly.

Terrible, this kind of gaze, plain with sharpness, subtlety interspersed with arrogance and supreme power, he is a star high above, his light radiates infinitely, staring at three thousand, as always in the high sky.
Sun Wukong's eyes are like a torch, he is not afraid in his heart, he has heaven and earth in his heart, and he can see everything.

"Where is the road?"

"Underfoot, under my feet."

"Where is it?"

"It's boundless in the end, a handful of sand is only a foot of the world."

"What is the world?"

"If there is a world in my heart, it is my world."

"The world is so big that there are infinite lives, you say this is your world?"

"It's my world. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind is not only calm. Doesn't it need to be lively for too long?"

"The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind keeps blowing, the world is flat, and you haven't come out yet."

This is a conversation between Sun Wukong and Bodhi Patriarch.

What is the road, the road is under my feet.

What is the world, if you have the world in your heart, it is my world.

Just like the waves rising from an ancient well, the sky is full of stars, and if only one of them fades away, no one will care.

But if the sun lost its light, it would be different, because there is only one sun.

The banished saint did not speak, nor did Sun Wukong. After a while, the holy light dissipated. The figure did not know where it went.

Only the Monkey King and the horse are left, only the boundless flowers under the feet, and the blossoming lotus blooming in the sky.

It proves that he has been here.

(End of this chapter)