The Monkey King: Chapter 785 : Baili

  Lingshan, Daleiyin Temple.

  There are only a few Buddhas standing sparsely in the main hall. Empty, quite a feeling of people going to the empty building. The golden Sanskrit characters carved on the wall looked even colder under the dazzling brilliance.

   On the lotus pedestal in the center, Tathagata sat quietly, opening his eyes slightly and staring straight ahead. That line of sight passed through the main entrance of the main hall, and passed through the Buddha Forest in front of it and went hundreds of miles away.

   At this moment, there, Xuanzang was running wildly while holding the horse's neck tightly. Behind him, the canopy, the black bear spirit, and the roller blinds followed closely. All four weeks, the fight between the two monkeys continued. Wherever he went, everything was torn to shreds. The rolled up sand and dust covered the sky and covered the sun, as if a huge tornado covering a radius of hundreds of miles swept through. At the eye of the storm, it was Xuanzang.

   In the ups and downs, Xuanzang opened his eyes slightly, and he saw that the grass and trees were uprooted and lifted into the sky. He saw that the people passing by didn't even have time to escape, and he was swept up into the sky together with the house, and his head was in a different place. He saw the steep mountains being levelled in an instant...

  As he got closer to Lingshan, he saw more and more temples and more and more people. However, it was only a glance. In the next moment, everything he could see would be destroyed, and before he could even cry out, it was already torn to shreds.

   A voice sounded in his mind, it was a deafening voice, as if it came from every corner of the world.

   "Where's your Purdue?"

   "Purdue?" Xuanzang suddenly opened his eyes.

   "Aren't you coming to argue with me? You want to prove Purdue. There are only a few hundred miles left. Where is your Purdue?"

   Xuanzang's eyes flashed across the road, bits and pieces over the years. Everything erupted in an instant, intertwined in my mind, and flashed before my eyes. Every person, every face, or pain, or laughter, or hideous.

   In a moment of trance, Xuanzang almost fell off his horse. But only for a moment. The next moment, Xuanzang suddenly woke up. He endured the severe pain that kept coming from the depths of his soul, and still hugged the horse's neck tightly.

Under   , the white dragon horse was still running wildly in the direction of Lingshan.

In the    Spirit Mountain, the Tathagata couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. All around, all the Buddhas were watching him silently.

   After a while, the Tathagata once again narrowed his eyes slightly and stared in the direction of Xuanzang, and sat motionless.

  Everyone understands that the time to debate the law has come...

   However, what did Xuanzang use to argue with the Tathagata?

   On the horse's back, Xuanzang hugged the horse's neck tightly, closed his eyes, and kept reciting the Heart Sutra in his mouth, trying to dispel the illusion. However, the illusion is intensifying.

   The result of the chaos of the underworld's reincarnation has gradually emerged. Compared to the one more than 600 years ago, the damage to the Three Realms this time was much lighter for the time being. But still deadly.

   More than 600 years ago, monkeys almost razed the underworld to the ground. At that time, it was not only the administrative center of the underworld who was injured, but also the countless ghosts. This time, the administrative center of the underworld also almost collapsed, but the ghosts of the eighteen layers of **** did not suffer multiple injuries. So, they began to flee to the mortal world. At this moment, the mortal world has completely lost the protection of heaven.

  The terrifying screams and mourning sounded in Xuanzang's ears. There were the cries of the wronged souls, the screams of the people being chased by the wronged souls, and the screams of the ghosts...deafening and soul-stirring.

   At the same time, the reincarnation mechanism of the Six Paths has also been confused. The new life cannot get the soul from the underworld, and as soon as it is born, it has already died. The crops that were about to mature turned into withered grass overnight, and the people wanted to cry without tears.

  Tragedy unfolded in every corner of the Three Realms. Even if the sun is shining brightly and there is no reincarnation of the underworld, the vitality of the whole world is still being pulled away bit by bit, gradually dying.

  All the scenes were stuffed into Xuanzang's mind. For a time, Xuanzang only felt that his entire head was about to explode.

"Do you know who caused this?" The Tathagata's voice resounded in Xuanzang's ears again: "If you hadn't gone against the sky and released that monster monkey, there would have been no result of the two monkeys fighting today. There will be no disaster."

   "What are they fighting for?"

   "They are fighting over who will **** you westward."

   "Going west and proving the way of Purdue, in the end, it is guarded by the most evil force in the world. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

   Immediately afterwards, bursts of laughter sounded in Xuanzang's mind.

He heard the monkey's voice, the canopy's voice, the rolling shutter's voice, and even the voice of his own master in Jinshan Temple, Faming's voice... Yes, the whole world, all he could think of, remember it He heard anyone's voice, and everyone laughed at him.

   "Is this the result you want? In the name of Purdue, destroy the Three Realms to such a state?"

   Another question came, like a huge hammer hitting his chest. Immediately, blood spurted out of Xuanzang's mouth.

   In an instant, two monkeys were fighting fiercely in the sky, and the canopy, roller blinds, and black bear spirits were following on the ground. The monsters watching from a distance, the Buddhas hanging in the air, and even the Jade Emperor in Lingxiao Palace, the Laojun in Tusita Palace, and Subhuti in Nuwa Palace were all stunned.

  While galloping, Xuanzang slowly let go of his hands, fell off the horse, and smashed onto the mud and sand everywhere.

   At this moment, the sound of the whole world seemed to stop abruptly. Everyone stopped moving.

   The white dragon horse, who had run away several feet, turned back suddenly, and saw Xuanzang lying motionless on the ground, completely stunned.

  …

  In the hall of Nuwa, Subhuti clenched his fists and trembled slightly.

In the palace of   Tushita, the leader of Tongtian was anxious to say something, but was stopped by Laojun.

  In the Lingxiao Palace, the Jade Emperor looked at the immortal family in front of him in a panic and bowed his head silently.

   Only the Tathagata is smiling.

  Yes, he smiled. That smile was telling everyone that he was already winning.

   But, isn't this what it should be? Along the way, what Xuanzang has accomplished and what he has proved, he has nothing but a heart of Purdue. You can't even clean up the evil you've planted, right?

  Why does he argue with the Tathagata who is a Buddha?

   He is not even as good as Jin Chanzi 800 years ago! isn't it?

  …

   All the people are watching silently, watching this monk who has traveled 108,000 miles to Lingshan for an obsession, but now he fell down from his horse and lay motionless.

   At this moment, Tianpeng didn't even know if he should help him, and Xiaobailong didn't even know if he should turn around and walk back, letting him ride him to the west.

   How far is left?

   Five hundred miles?

Do not!

   Only a hundred miles left! Only a hundred miles left! Westbound, only a hundred miles left!

   Everyone just watched silently, silent.

   At this moment, who else thinks he can succeed?

  Maybe, there is. But, who can imagine a Buddha so embarrassed? Is this what it should be like on the eve of the sermon?

After a long time, they saw Xuanzang's dusty hand trembling slightly. Suddenly, everyone held their breath and opened their eyes.

   At this moment, the monkey hanging in the air was suddenly hit on the back of the head by something, and the whole thing fell from the sky like a meteor, and fell to Xuanzang's side.

In the roar of   , the dust that was lifted up frantically surged like a fountain.

   All of a sudden, everyone's eyes were drawn to the past.

  When the dust cleared up, everyone saw the monkey lying on the ground in a big font. Even the **** soldiers have fallen to the side.

   At this moment, it looks like he is dying.

   He turned his head slowly with the only strength he had left, and saw the six-eared macaque standing beside him with a grin and a golden hoop. Through that figure, he saw Xuanzang in the distance slowly turning his body and standing up little by little.

   Seeing this scene, I don't know why, the monkey suddenly wanted to laugh, but before he could laugh, a mouthful of blood was already sprayed out.

   Turning his head, Xuanzang bowed lightly in the direction of the two, and said with a slight trembling, "The Great Sage's... kindness. Xuanzang remembers it."

   After saying that, he turned his head slowly, stepped forward, and continued to the west. His eyes were so blurry that he would faint at any moment.