After all, the Lingbao Heavenly Formation is mysterious and extraordinary, encompassing many different worlds. It can actually allow two worlds with similar structures to border each other quietly.
Even the red-haired Nezha, a special creature that is deeply connected to the world, did not notice anything strange before today. This process of stable contact is really smooth.
Su Hanshan secretly calculated that if he hadn't had a hand in the world of the Seven Fairies, it would have been bordered by these two worlds.
At that time, it will be Hebo Leishen and others who will combine the east and west of this world, plus the dragon kings of the four seas, to coordinate all the power of this large fusion world.
Tsk tsk, such a powerful plan, even if one-third of it has been destroyed, you can't continue with the rest.
"They want to arrest Nezha and Monkey. You have already made acquaintance with one of them, and you cannot miss the other."
Su Hanshan calculated the monkey's location and passed a series of messages to the seven fairies.
The seven fairies were confident and nodded secretly.
The Seventh Princess said: "Nezha, we also hate the cannibal gods, and want to work with you to destroy their plans. We need to find the monkeys first. Do you want to come with us?"
"Do you know where the monkey is?"
Nezha shook the spear in his hand, and the three heavenly kings dried up faster and were absorbed by his spear.
Born into this world because of the pain of a wasted baby, Nezha is extremely murderous.
When he was born, the gods in the East and West heavens calculated that he had committed 1,700 divine killings and had to kill 1,700 ancient long-lived gods before he could completely quell his murderous intent.
Otherwise, it would take 1,700 years to break down his murderous nature.
After his real body was rescued, he had been hiding in the human world for many years, and he could no longer hold it in any longer. Today's battle made him see blood again, and his murderous intent became stronger and stronger.
"The monkey has no weaknesses at all. If we want to catch him, the battle will probably be even more fierce than here. But I think the seven of you are also lawless people. You can get along well with me. We just want to go on the road together!"
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The seventh princess just smiled.
Such a world, such laws, and lawlessness are an excellent compliment and an expression of great courage.
The fairy binding rope on Jin Zha and Muzha's body had been broken by the seventh princess before. He picked up a glazed magic sword and a vajra pestle from among the Arhat corpses. He didn't say much, but stood silently behind Nezha. , made up his mind to go with him.
Everyone flew away and headed straight to the south.
The ocean in the south is rough, there is no large landmass, only some scattered islands, no ordinary people live there, and the gods are even more dismissive.
Of course, they don't know that everything underneath the islands has been hollowed out and connected to the ground.
The islands above the sea surface may seem ordinary, but in fact they have become air outlets. The tens of thousands of caves in the undersea strata are the real places that are carefully managed and lived in.
It’s also a place to practice!
The spacious cave was filled with glowing crystals, and a group of little monkeys with red butts chased and fought with iron rods. With a bang, they hit the cave wall.
At the corner ahead, a staggering old monk walked out, holding a wooden stick in his hand and looking over with squinted eyes.
"Wukong, are you naughty again?"
The old monk muttered, "That stick of yours will die if you rub it against it, and die if you touch it with it. How can you swing it around like this? What if you kill someone?"
"Even if you can't hit anyone, it's not good to hit those flowers and plants."
The little monkeys looked at each other, as if they were a little afraid of the old monk, but also a little naughty. They pushed each other and said with a smile: "Master Tang, which one of us do you think is Wukong?"
"That must be me!"
"Nonsense, it's obviously me, I look more majestic."
"You are not even a monkey. You have some corn silk on your face and pretend to be monkey hair!"
When the children were making noise, there was a slight cough behind them.
"The little ones are full of energy."
The monkey in black and red armor had a stick on his shoulder and raised a finger on his other hand. He looked at the children sinisterly and smiled evilly.
"Then start now and run around the cave."
The child looked at his finger and said: "Run one circle, can't it be ten laps?"
"Keep running!"
The monkey showed a fierce look, "If I find you lazy, I will change your running into a penalty copy."
The children were frightened and ran away quickly.
The old monk looked at the armored monkey coming over and rubbed his eyes: "Oh Wukong, why have you grown so tall all of a sudden? I remember that you are obviously shorter than my knees. Don't secretly use the magical powers of the sky and the earth... ”
The monkey rolled his eyes: "Back then, I was pressed under the mountain, so I looked shorter than your knees. If you get confused, just take a good rest and don't wander around. If you really get scratched by these little brats, you can't bear it now." ”
This monk is known as Tang Monk, also known as Jin Chanzi.
Jin Chanzi was originally one of the gods of the West, but he despised Buddhism and could not agree with what the gods of the West preached and the methods they used. Therefore, he was cast into the mortal world and suffered ten lives of torture.
Monkeys have unyielding anger, and Nezha has a natural murderous nature, but they only know how to be dissatisfied and fight. They don't know how to truly win the fight and create a world that they are satisfied with in such a world.
During these ten lives of torture, Jin Chanzi saw a lot and thought a lot. Not only did she refuse to confess to the gods of the West, but she became a more mature rebel.
The monkey is willing to call him master because there is something worth learning from Jin Chanzi.
Three hundred years ago, they traveled west again, hoping to conquer all the god-slayers known as "demon", eliminate the traitors and surrenderers among them, and improve the purity of the team.
They set a discipline to reverse the image of the demon, and then expanded the enrollment, united more mortals, and taught the method of killing gods.
This time, their actions made the gods feel the threat earlier. Less than half of the eighty-one journey, they were strangled by the top officials of the gods in the most thorough manner.
Sun Houhou broke out of the siege and took Jin Chanzi to hide. Unfortunately, Jin Chanzi was too seriously injured and turned into an old fool and was very nagging.
"Here, take these pills."
Monkey Sun slammed the golden hoop on the ground, unscrewed the golden hoop at the top, poured out a few meatballs, and stuffed them directly into the old monk's mouth.
The old monk chewed a few mouthfuls before he felt something was wrong: "It smells so good. You won't go to heaven to get the elixir again. This is not good. They will definitely not allow you to do this..."
"The more those guys above don't let us do this, the more it means we are doing the right thing!"
Sun Houhou replied impatiently, thinking in his mind that when Heaven was not even halfway through the journey, Heaven felt such a big threat, which meant that he was indeed on the right track, but unfortunately there were still flaws and he had not developed enough strength. .
Fortunately, in the past few decades, the gods have been busy retreating. He has secretly transported those little demons and ambitious mortals from various places to come here, and built a large Gathering Island on the bottom of the sea.
Thousands of caves gather together and live in the sea, which is called Juku Island.
In addition to teaching them the method of killing gods and seizing power, the secret method of the stars obtained in the dream is now even more important.
Monkey Sun has learned a lot from this understanding, especially the stick in his hand, which is now full of spiritual energy and can communicate with the star power and gather the star power into pills.
It is really a mature stick, and it can already make elixirs on its own.
It's just that the taste is a bit difficult to control. After all, the elixir is made with a stick according to your own taste. Sometimes the color is pitch black and there is a strange oily smell.
Tang Seng's sense of taste had long since deteriorated and he couldn't eat anything. The taste went straight to his forehead, but he found it delicious.
"Hey, eat more. If your brain recovers, I will feel relaxed."
Monkey Sun sat on the stone beside him, crossed his legs, and said with an irritated face, "It's okay to teach them military training. I'll give them one lecture every three days and one lecture every five days. Then I'll tell them stories and reason." This is really not what monkeys do.”
A voice came from the cave.
"Since you feel dissatisfied and tired, and you don't like these things at all, why do you do it?"
I saw a tall and strong man walking from the cave. He seemed to be wearing a brass hat on his head. I couldn't see much of his face, but I could vaguely see two thick and long eyebrows hanging on the side of his face.
Sun Houhou's eyes tightened. Although his body did not move, the hand holding the stick had tightened a bit, and he showed a strange smile: "What kind of bullshit god is this? He hides his head and shows his tail, and finds his way to my old grandson's territory?! "The man in the bamboo hat said with a rich voice: "Why should you be malicious to gods? You two are gods to begin with, and you should be great gods. "
"You are living in such embarrassment and pain now because you do not see your identity clearly and insist on hanging out among these mortals."
"Mortals have a body with five omissions. They are prone to corruption, lust, cowardice, jealousy, troubles, and have countless ugly sides. Mortals exist between heaven and earth just to be symmetrical with our pure and holy gods."
"If a god cannot understand his true heart, he will be dragged down by mortals and fall. If there are mortals who are enlightened, understand loyalty and integrity, and draw a clear line with other mortals, they will also have the opportunity to be promoted to gods."
"This is the right way between heaven and earth, the essence of the world."
Monkey Sun made a wild beast-like sound from his throat, grinning and grinning.
"It's so nice to say it. It's just like the song in the play. It seems that you are from the west. You are very eloquent. I have learned from you before."
Sun Houhou said, "But no matter how much you talk, I listened back and forth. Hey, I only heard two words...Eat! People!"
The man in the bamboo hat shook his head: "You are obsessed again. The gods took away the babies precisely because of their compassion. The babies have not been polluted too much. Letting the babies merge into the body of the gods can make the babies pure and at ease. , this is a blessing.”
"Those babies who grow up in the world will eventually become as ugly as all the mortals throughout the ages."
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"They are greedy, easy to kill, cowardly and humble, confused, ignorant, repay kindness with hatred, and have no control..."
The man in the bamboo hat stretched his hand toward the air, and a circle of light opened up, like a large mirror.
A scene somewhere in the world appeared in the mirror.
It was a small town, standing next to the water. In addition to cultivating and farming, most people made a living by fishing. They were poor, the houses were old and dilapidated, the men had weathered faces, and the women had sallow complexions.
Even so, there are still thieves, rapes, jealousy of the neighbor's harvest, gossiping behind others' backs, and slandering relatives and friends.
"I know you think ordinary people can change, so I'll let you see what will happen if you really change them."
In the scenery shown in the mirror, time passes much faster than outside.
An old man with a white beard came to the village, holding a broken basin in his hand. He spent extravagantly. He bought land in the village, hired craftsmen from outside to work, built a large and gorgeous house, and set up a banquet with flowing water tables. town.
As long as there was poverty in the town, he would give money to them. For those who were short of clothes and food, he would buy ready-made clothing stores and food for hundreds of horses and horses from outside. If they wanted to return to their parents' homes to visit relatives, but the road was bumpy, he would ask people to build roads. Suffering from old illness, he asked famous doctors to treat him and bought many precious medicinal materials.
Almost everyone in the town received his favor, so he got the name of a great philanthropist.
But as time passed, everyone felt that the old man didn't work or do business, so where did he get so much money? They secretly inquired and found that the broken basin in the old man's hand turned out to be a treasure, which could be used for a long time. Keep withdrawing money.
As a result, people kept coming to the house to cheat and kidnap him, but the old man saw through them all. Then one night, many people finally broke into the old man's home with open fire.
The next day, a stream of blood flowed out of the house. Broken limbs, bitten off ears, and disemboweled corpses were everywhere.
In order to fight for the broken basin, the people in the town hacked and killed each other, and most of them died, leaving only the weakest women and children.
The scene in the mirror changed accordingly. This time there were no broken basins, only villages and tribes in the mountains.
One day, a young man in this village who was very fond of painting got a magic pen. He could turn the things he drew into reality.
This pen can allow everyone to have enough food and clothing and live the best life, but first the young man drew a tiger to kill the village chief who had scolded him, and ate up the whole family of the village chief.
With the help of Hulang, he quickly became the new village chief, the new village leader, and the new city leader.
Then he was poisoned to death, the magic pen was lost, and the war never ended.
One scene after another passed through the mirror at an extremely fast speed, but Monkey Sun could see it clearly.
"You should be able to see that these are all things that have happened in the human world. The old man is the incarnation of God, and the magic pen is also the treasure of God. The gods have given them countless opportunities, but they have missed them all, and they have only confirmed it again and again. How ugly their hearts are.”
The man in the bamboo hat said in a low voice, "Monkey, you have been in this world for eight hundred years, Golden Chanzi, you have been in trouble for ten lives."
"In your long time in the human world, you have also experienced countless things that can confirm what you just saw in the mirror."
The light and shadow of the mirror flickered on the faces of the monkey and the cicada, bright and dark.
Together with the voice of the man in the hat, it seemed to contain unparalleled magical power, evoking the experiences in their hearts.
The firm mind was also unknowingly reversed.
The mortal world is indeed ugly, but the gods can be as bright and beautiful as the stars.
To become a god is to become an eternal and shining star.
"You..."
The man in the bamboo hat clasped his palms together, and there seemed to be thunderous sounds in his mouth, "Aren't you awake yet?"
Except for this thunderous knocking, everything in the cave was silent.
"Wake up for what?"
Tang Monk raised his hand tremblingly and dug his ears, "I'm not sleeping even here, where will I wake up?"
"The mirror was flashing just now. What was in it? It doesn't matter."
Tang Seng's eyes were dim and he rubbed his eyes, "Anyway, I probably know it, it's just a story about stinky ditch."
"The heaven and earth are originally vast and powerful, with abundant products and have evolved for a long time. All living beings should not have stayed in ignorance long ago. However, the gods confuse, intimidate, and kill all living beings, making it their duty to seek gods. The number of newborns There will always be a lot less people. People have no clothes to cover their bodies and no food to eat. They are barbaric and cunning to survive. "
"At this time, you suddenly throw a big pie from the sky to them, expecting them to highlight their sincerity, kindness, beauty, humility, etiquette, and gentleness."
"Hahahaha..."
Tang Seng laughed twice, coughed repeatedly, and hurriedly beat his chest, "I'm sorry, this kind of thing is so funny, it made me laugh a little bit."
"Human nature is like water. You force them to live in a stinking ditch, and then dig a channel for them to lead to an even smellier ditch. When they actually flow through it, you call them ugly by nature."
"But even in such a stinking ditch, looking around the world, I have experienced for many years that the beautiful things in people's hearts are only rare, not absent. What if we could give them a clear ditch from an early age? ”
"Let them get used to living in Qingning. Even if you want them to become stinky water again, I'm afraid there will be many, many people who will reject them, right?"
The old and confused Tang Sanzang looked around the world and felt that gods were everywhere. He smiled and said, "You guys, are you worthy of comparing yourself to the stars? You are all rotten worms raised in smelly water."
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"Just because you like splashing in smelly ditches, you think that no one in the world likes clean water and no one is willing to open a clean ditch?!"
The sound of thunder suddenly stopped, and the mirror of round light collapsed.
The bamboo hat was slightly raised, and the eyes under the thick eyebrows were staring coldly at the monk in front of him.
"Okay, okay, when it comes to nagging...oh no, when it comes to reasoning, you must be good at it, Master."
The monkey stood up from the stone, hooked the feathers on the purple gold crown, bit it in his mouth, and shook his head.
"My old grandson is not that eloquent. I only have one sentence. If I see you gods being unhappy, then I will be happy!"
The man in the bamboo hat drooped his eyelids slightly and sighed compassionately: "I am stubborn. It seems that after so many years, I still can't tame you, so I have to do it by force."
"Poor, pitiful, pitiful Jukuzhou, I have to stay with you for your stubbornness..."
"Hey!!"
Sun Houhou shouted violently, and the feathers popped out of his mouth and flew upwards. His eyes were blood red, and black energy was steaming like flames.
"You have killed so many of our comrades, do you think we are still afraid of sacrifice now?!"
"Tathagata, take a stick from me!!"
(End of chapter)