Chapter 215, Ninety-Nine Eighty One
The way of heaven, the way of earth, the way of human beings.
The Lord of Heavenly Way is the Supreme One.
The Lord of the Tao is Zhenyuanzi.
The Lord of Humanity is the Jade Emperor.
The three who created the heavens should be the limit.
But the Tathagata found a different approach, taking sentient beings as the foundation to open up the method of Bodhi.
In essence, it may be
Heart.
The Supreme One maintains the cycle of heavenly way.
The Jade Emperor manages all living beings.
Zhen Yuanzi protects the natural foundation.
Tathagata seeks spiritual liberation and resolves the obsessions of sentient beings.
Generally speaking.
In this case.
No one can go further.
Heaven, earth, man, heart.
All that exists already have a master.
How can we go further?
Lin Yuan’s idea was simple and crude, allowing Wukong to carry the way of heaven, human, and authenticity, and then realize the mind and combine all of this together.
Let Goku take everything on his shoulders.
It seems now.
It seems pretty good.
The thorough refining of water veins has made Wukong related to the Tao.
The way of heaven is an improvement in strength. Wukong is originally a spiritual stone monkey, taking over the creation of heaven and earth.
Humane
Now Wukong has carried the hope of all living beings, and humanity is already in hand.
The last liberation of the mind.
Lin Yuan originally wanted him to learn Buddhism.
But obviously Wukong felt that Buddhism was not good.
So Lin Yuan wanted to find a limit of his heart.
But things in this direction.
It's really a bit abstract.
Not something that can be said accurately at all.
Lin Yuan was not sure whether it could be successful.
"This is the limit I can force you, if I still can't."
He looked at Wukong, who was carrying the power of gods and Buddhas all over the sky, fighting against the three-eyed giant god.
"Then that's it, this world. I'm in my pocket!"
Above the immortal boat, Wukong's magic power surged like a surging river and sea.
In his eyes, there were golden lights, as if two golden flames were burning.
He held his hands tightly, and his veins swelled up, and he activated the fairy boat with all his strength, trying to resist the terrifying power from the three-eyed giant god.
The immortals and gods sacrificed their own magic weapons one after another. The magic weapons shone brightly, some hanging high like the scorching sun, and some shining like stars, emitting a majestic aura.
They used all their strength to perform the immortal magic, and rays of light and power intertwined, and welcoming the giant god's axe blade.
The Buddhas were illuminated by the Buddha's light, like a golden sun. They clasped their hands together and recited the Buddha's name in their mouths. The sound was like a huge bell, echoing between heaven and earth.
However, the power of the three-eyed giant god was too powerful. Wherever his giant axe passed, the space was shattered inch, like a huge spider web spreading around.
The chaotic power emitted on the axe blade was like a black torrent, surging and unstoppable.
The magic weapon light of the immortals and gods gradually dimmed under the impact of that power, and some even had cracks.
The Buddha's light is also constantly swaying, as if the candlelight in the strong wind may be extinguished at any time.
Wukong gritted his teeth, beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead kept rolling down, and his body trembled slightly under the powerful force.
He tried his best to inject his magic power into the fairy boat continuously, trying to make the fairy boat stronger.
But the power of the giant god came like a sea of rushing. Under the impact of this force, the immortal boat shook violently, as if it could be torn to pieces at any time.
With the continuous impact of the power of the giant god, the defensive power on the fairy boat began to appear.
The power overflowed, like a sharp blade, cutting through the world and everything.
The mountains in the distance collapsed instantly under the impact of this force, the peaks were razed to the ground, and gravel splashed everywhere like raindrops.
The river was also cut off, and the river water flowed backwards, forming a huge vortex.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and lightning flashed across the sky like a silver snake, illuminating the dark sky.
The earth began to tremble violently, and the cracks were like the mouth of a hideous giant beast, constantly opening up, swallowing everything around.
Under the impact of this force, the forest was uprooted, and the trees were torn to pieces and flying all over the sky.
Various creatures screamed desperately in this sudden disaster. They ran around but had nowhere to hide.
Wukong looked at all this and his heart was filled with anger and reluctance.
He roared angrily, his voice exploded like thunder, and his body instantly burst out with stronger power, trying to strengthen the defense of the immortal boat again.
But the power of the giant god came like a tide, one after another, making him feel unprecedented pressure.
He knew that he had reached his limit. If he could not find new power, this disaster would be inevitable, and this world would be completely destroyed under the impact of this power.
But what should be the new power?
He didn't know.
Now he.
I can only grit my teeth and persevere.
Even if you try everything, you can't retreat.
Because he has no way out.
All living beings have already boarded the fairy boat.
If he retreats.
The sentient beings will be buried under that axe in an instant!
"Master! Master!"
He shouted loudly.
Try to prevent the three-eyed giant god from continuing to do this in this way.
But no one paid attention to him at all.
The giant god's axe was still slowly landing.
The world was getting more and more broken, and hideous cracks emerged in countless places. The turbulent turbulence was like black lightning, engulfing everything it touched.
Wukong turned his head and looked at the frightened faces of countless creatures on the fairy boat. Listening to their desperate shouts, a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes.
He whistled to the sky, his voice full of reluctance and anger.
"I, Lao Sun, will never allow all this to be destroyed!"
With this roar, the magic power around Wukong surged wildly, and there were faint signs of losing control.
His body began to tremble, his bones made a cracking sound, and fine cracks appeared on the surface of his skin, and blood slowly oozed out of the cracks, dyeing his hair red.
"For all living beings, even if I am broken into pieces today, I will do whatever I want!"
Wukong suddenly opened his arms, and the blood in his body surged out like a fountain, forming blood mist in the air.
The blood mist quickly spread and spread towards every corner of the fairy boat.
At the same time, Wukong's body began to gradually become empty, and his flesh and blood were pulled by invisible force, melting into the fairy boat bit by bit.
The fairy boat felt Wukong's power and began to tremble violently, and the hull made a buzzing sound.
When the immortals and gods and Buddhas saw this scene, they were moved by it. They increased their magic power output one after another and tried to help Wukong resist this final crisis.
However, the three-eyed giant god's giant axe was merciless and still fell down with an irresistible momentum.
Wherever the giant axe passed, the world was completely torn apart, forming black cracks, as if they were the entrance to hell, exuding a heart-wrenching aura.
And one of the cracks spreads straight towards here.
"No!"
Wukong let out his last roar, and his body had completely merged into the fairy boat, and the fairy boat also burst out with unprecedented light at this moment.
The light shone brightly, illuminating the entire dark sky and competing with the power of the giant god. But in the end, the power of the giant god is too powerful.
The giant axe slashed heavily on the fairy boat, and a loud sound that shook the earth. The fairy boat instantly split into pieces, the light dissipated, and replaced by a darkness.
Under the impact of this force, the figures of gods and Buddhas in the sky flew around like leaves in the wind.
Their magic weapon was broken, their magic power dissipated, and they let out screams. The Buddhas' lights were extinguished, their faces were distorted, and they no longer had the compassion and peace of the past.
The creatures on the earth have no resistance in the face of this devastating force.
Their bodies were torn apart, their souls were swallowed, and they cried out in despair.
Forests, mountains, rivers, everything went into nothing in this moment.
The whole world was trapped in nothingness, darkness enveloped everything, no light, no sound, no sign of life.
Wukong and everything he guarded disappeared completely under the axe of this giant god, as if it had never existed.
distance.
Lin Yuan watched everything.
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His eyes were slightly waving, and he shook his head again.
The grandson on the side said:
"He didn't succeed."
Lin Yuan said.
"I will give him more opportunities."
After saying that.
The sky eye at his eyebrows slowly opened, and a mysterious silver-white light burst out from it, like a brilliant galaxy, illuminating this dark world.
With the emergence of this ray of light, the whole world trembled.
In the void, the long river of time and space slowly appeared like a huge torrent.
What flows in the long river is the power of time, the interweaving of the past and the future.
The silver-white light merged into the long river of time and space, and the river began to surging violently, making waves of roar.
Everything that had disappeared began to reverse quickly under the influence of this force.
The first thing to recover are those immortals and gods.
Their broken magic weapon began to recondensate, and the dissipated magic power gradually returned.
The figures that were originally flying around like leaves in the wind slowly gathered together.
The original horror and despair gradually faded on their faces, and were replaced by a hint of doubt.
"What's going on?"
An immortal god said in surprise, looking at his intact magic weapon, his eyes full of incredibleness.
And the Buddhas gradually recovered under the influence of this force.
Their extinguished Buddha light lit up again, and their distorted faces returned to their former compassion and peace.
They clasped their hands together, chanting the Buddha's name in their mouths, and looked around with a little confusion.
Then everything on the earth began to recover.
The torn mountains re-raise, the broken river flows again, and the uprooted forests re-grown.
The bodies of various creatures gradually returned to complete. They woke up from fear and looked at the lost world, their eyes full of tears.
And Wukong gradually recovered his body in this power of time and space reversal.
He had already merged into the flesh and blood of the immortal boat and was now reunited.
His body slowly emerged, and a golden light rekindled in his eyes.
Wukong stared blankly at everything that had recovered as before. Soon, he realized something.
He looked at the sky and the three-eyed giant god did not disappear, but was as if he was about to raise an axe to chop it down at the beginning.
He murmured:
"Master, you."
However.
The next moment.
The three-eyed giant god moved.
As before.
The terrifying aura emanated from his body spread again.
The chaotic power surrounding the axe became increasingly strong, and the black mist rolled and surged, as if it was about to swallow up the surrounding space.
As he moved, a dull roar sounded between the world, like countless thunders blew up at the same time, making people's eardrums hurt, and their heart trembled violently.
The giant god's arm muscles were tangled, blue veins bulged, full of infinite power.
He waved his giant axe and slashed hard at the world with a rush of mountains and seas.
The world collapsed again.
On the fairy boat, Wukong and others had just come back to their senses from the shock of the reversal of time and space, and once again felt the familiar and desperate terrifying power.
Wukong's face turned pale as paper in an instant, his body trembled involuntarily, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The past reappears.
Wukong understood something at once.
He shouted angrily:
"Master! Are these people just your playthings?! Why do you have to force me in this way?!"
As the giant axe fell.
On the earth, the mountains collapsed again, and the huge peaks instantly turned into powder under the giant god's axe blade, and gravel splashed everywhere like raindrops.
The river was cut off and the river water flowed backwards, forming a huge vortex that involved everything around it.
The forest was uprooted, the trees were torn to pieces and flying all over the sky.
In the sky, dark clouds were covered with lightning and thunder.
Lightning flashes across the sky like a silver snake, illuminating the dark sky.
The whole world was in chaos and destruction, and everything collapsed quickly under this unstoppable force, as if there had never been any hope in this world.
Wukong roared, his eyes red, like a trapped beast. He frantically squeezed every thread of power in his body into the shaking fairy boat.
The immortals and gods and Buddhas also tried their best to fight for the last trace of magic power. Their bodies were shaky and their faces were as pale as paper, but they still gritted their teeth and persevered, wanting to win a glimmer of hope for this world that was about to be destroyed.
However, everything makes no sense.
at last.
The world still belongs to nothingness.
Lin Yuan in the distance had a calm expression.
He watched all this destruction as if he was just watching a dull drama.
Then, he opened the sky eye between his eyebrows again, and the mysterious silver-white light bloomed again. The long river of time and space slowly appeared, the river water surging, and everything began to reverse again.
Everything returned to its original appearance, and the three-eyed giant god held up a giant axe and prepared to fall again.
Wukong recovered from nothingness, his body was exhausted, but his heart was filled with anger and reluctance.
He looked at Lin Yuan and shouted loudly:
"What do you want me!"
However, Lin Yuan still did not respond to him. The three-eyed giant god waved his giant axe again, and the terrifying power came again.
Wukong gritted his teeth and fought back again. The immortals and gods and Buddhas also joined the battle again, but the result was still failure and everything returned to nothingness again.
In this way, again and again, the same scenes continued to happen.
Every time, Wukong tried his best to change this destined ending and protect the people of this world.
But every time, he defeated in front of that powerful force, watching everything destroy before his eyes.
Eighty times, a full eighty cycle.
Wukong's body was already full of holes, and his spirit was almost broken.
His eyes were filled with fatigue and despair, and his anger towards Lin Yuan reached its peak.
finally.
As the vast river of time and space dissipates.
The eighty-first cycle.
arrival.
(This chapter ends)