white snake evolution

Chapter 751 Do You Hate

Sun Wukong wanted to bid farewell to Master Sanzang, so he completely cut off the karma between the two parties.

But Great Master Sanzang had an expression of displeasure on his face. He said that he didn't want Sun Wukong to be his disciple, and wrote another paper of derogation. Now when Sun Wukong was about to say goodbye, he turned around instead. .

Unwilling to accept Sun Wukong's prostration and kneeling gift.

He whispered in his mouth, "I'm a good monk, so I won't be saluted by you monkey head..."

Seeing that Master Sanzang ignored him, Sun Wukong resorted to the method of incarnation outside his body, plucked three hairs from the back of his head, breathed out the fairy air, and whispered: "Change!"

Words just shouted out.

The three hairs immediately turned into three Monkey Kings, including his own four Monkey Kings, who were divided into four directions, surrounded the Great Master Sanzang from all sides and forcibly bowed down.

Seeing this scene, Master Sanzang couldn't escape left and right, so he had to accept Sun Wukong's worship.

His complexion was a bit unsightly.

After forcibly performing the farewell ceremony of master and apprentice, Monkey King stood up immediately, waved away the three Monkey King who had turned into hairs on the back of his head, and put the three hairs back on the back of his head.

Just about to turn around and fly away.

Sun Wukong thought of something again, then turned around, staring fixedly at Sha Wujing with a simple and honest face.

Carefully exhort and order.

"My virtuous brother, you are a good disciple, but you need to be careful about Bajie's words in the future, and you must be more cautious on the way. If a goblin catches the master for a while, you can say that my grandson is his great disciple."

"That Western hairy monster, after hearing my tricks, dare not hurt my master."

"Don't worry, senior brother, I will definitely protect Master, so you can go at ease." Sha Wujing stretched out his hand and patted his thick chest very seriously, with a simple and honest look on his face.

On the contrary, it was the Great Master Sanzang with an expression of resentment and disgust.

Turning his back, he said to himself: "I'm a good monk, don't mention the name of your villain, you go back."

When Sun Wukong saw the appearance of Master Sanzang, his expression froze for a moment, and he gave up completely.

No longer continue to entangle here.

Stomping on the ground with both feet, he turned somersault into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.Flying at extreme speed all the way, crossing the vast mountains, rivers and land, no matter how wildly flying around him, the complicated thoughts and sorrows in his heart could not be blown away.

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I don't know how long it has passed.

Sun Wukong, who was a little dazed in his heart, came back to his senses. It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that he had traveled an unknown number of light-years, and he was still in Baihuling and Baihushan.

"not good!"

"Someone with supernatural powers is eyeing my grandson!"

Sun Wukong suddenly raised his head and looked up.

He saw two flawless and beautiful fairy figures standing quietly on the top of the mountain, lowering their heads slightly, staring at himself.

One of the perfect fairy shadows is so mysterious and unpredictable. Just looking at it from a distance makes him feel that he has seen the rules and order of the Dao of Fortune, as if the incarnation of the rules of the Dao has descended.

A noble and supreme title naturally appeared in his mind: [Chuangshi Shenzun].

As for the other celestial figure with a much less handsome appearance, it gave him a strange sense of familiarity.

It's like the corpse demon bone spirit who was beaten to death by him with a stick not long ago.

"Are you... that corpse demon?" Sun Wukong couldn't help asking, and at the same time, his pair of hairy hands subconsciously joined together in front of his chest, making an ordinary Buddha ceremony, and respectfully and proactively saluted another mysterious fairy figure: " Sun Wukong pays his respects to Senior Chuangshi Shenzun."

"Exemption, flat body." Duanmu Wan'er nodded slightly indifferently, turning her eyes, noticing Sun Wukong's subconscious gesture of saluting to him, and opened her mouth to remind: "This deity does not exist in the Western religion, and there is no need to use the Western teaching in the future." Come and salute the Buddha."

"Since you have been trained by Western religion for more than 500 years, you have already formed the instinctive etiquette of your body and mind. This time, the deity will not pursue your etiquette crimes, and I will not be an example."

Monkey King was shocked when he heard the ethereal voice from above.

After reacting.

He hastily stopped saluting the Creator God with Buddhist etiquette, but kowtowed respectfully to that perfect celestial figure in the most common and common way of bowing down and shouted: "Thank you, Creator God, for your mercy!" , Sun Wukong is grateful."

"Do you hate it?" Suddenly, Duanmu Wan'er asked such a question.

"Do I hate it?" Sun Wukong, who was kneeling respectfully on the ground, was startled when he heard this question. He clenched his furry palms unconsciously, and the memory of his past 500 years appeared in his mind. all memories.

500 years of torture training.

500 years of humiliation and ridicule.

It severely shattered his arrogance and arrogance as Monkey King, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, made him faceless, made his life worse than death, made him lose his rebelliousness, and also made him lose his freedom and dignity...

When Tang Sanzang, the tenth Buddha's disciple, stretched out his hand to remove the piece of Buddhist gatha.

He who has been tortured by repression for 500 years has unexpectedly felt grateful to the Buddhists from the bottom of his heart.

But what surprised him even more.

Just when he thought he had regained his freedom and dignity, a collar of slavery shackles was put on his head, making him completely lose everything.Give him a glimmer of hope, and then plan to let him destroy it with his own hands.

This blow to belief further shattered his unrestrained self-confidence and natural arrogance, just to let him understand a truth.

His Sun Wukong is a dog of Buddhism.

If you call it, it will come, if you wave it, it will go, let him bite whoever you want, he can only bite whoever you want.

Don't dream about indifferent resistance and struggle.

"Do I hate?" Sun Wukong muttered to himself softly, deep in a pair of pale golden eyes, faint traces of strong resentment emerged, and he murmured silently: "How can I humiliate the great enemy so much? Don't hate!"

"But what can I do? After all, I can't break free from the shackles of slavery on my head...!"

Think about it.

The traces of strong hatred emerging from the depths of Sun Wukong's eyes had a tendency to dissipate and annihilate.

500 years of torture day and night and today's vicious enslavement collar have left an indelible psychological shadow in his heart.Having lost his natural arrogance and unyielding faith, what is the difference between him and the walking dead now.

"You said you hated, but your appearance, in the eyes of this deity, shows a tendency to surrender." Duanmu Wan'er was still in a calm and calm posture, staring at the woman who was kneeling in front of him. Sun Wukong seemed to be talking to himself.

"You like this are not worthy of the title of Monkey King, so you should take it."

(End of this chapter)