Black Myth! Wukong kills gods and Buddhas!

When Wukong first woke up, his eyes were as bright as torches, breaking through the darkness and seeing the colorful and bizarre surroundings, he knew that this was the realm of the form aggregate, the first of the five aggregates of demonic obstacles. The five aggregates are form, feeling, perception, volition and consciousness, which are the source of confusion for all living beings. Wukong went west this time, vowing to break through them one by one to achieve Bodhi.

Wukong holds the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand and steps on the Somersault Cloud, traveling through the five-colored mist. He sees the colorful mountains, rivers, and plants, and the flowers are all very beautiful, but they are all illusions, tempting people to go deeper and it is difficult to extricate themselves. Wukong knows it well, but he is not moved. He uses his magical powers, and the Jingu Bang turns into thousands of golden lights, sweeping away all illusions.

Suddenly, he heard a burst of sweet laughter, as clear and melodious as a silver bell, and like the cry of an oriole, piercing through the clouds and cracking the rocks. Wukong looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a woman walking towards him. She was wearing colorful clothes, a pearl flower on her head, her face was like a peach blossom, and her eyes were like autumn water. She was truly a beauty rarely seen in the world. The woman smiled like a flower and said to Wukong, "Great Sage, why are you so impatient? Why don't you follow me into this gentle land and enjoy the endless happiness?"

Upon hearing this, Wukong sneered and said, "You evil monster, don't try to seduce me! I am the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, how can I be seduced by your mere beauty?" After saying that, he swung his golden cudgel, intending to beat the woman back to her original form.

Seeing this, the woman was not afraid, but smiled even more brightly. Her body flashed, and turned into thousands of lights and shadows, rotating around Wukong. Each light and shadow turned into a beautiful woman, charming, pure, cute, or dignified, with various postures, each showing its own beauty. Wukong was in the light and shadow, and he only felt the fragrance all around him, and his mind was in a trance, as if thousands of tenderness and sweetness surged into his heart.

However, Wukong was a demon immortal who had practiced for thousands of years and had a firm mind. How could he be trapped by such an illusion? He closed his eyes and concentrated, circulated his magic power, and silently recited the "Great Prajnaparamita Sutra" in his heart. Suddenly, his mind became clear and the illusion disappeared. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the surroundings were still in chaos, and the thousands of lights and shadows had disappeared.

Wukong knew that it was the work of the Devil of Lust, and shouted angrily: "Monster! Show up and die soon!" After that, the golden cudgel turned into a golden lightning, which cut through the sky and went straight to the hiding place of the Devil of Lust.

The demon of the color element saw that his trick was exposed, and he no longer hid his body. He turned into a colorful cloud and floated in the air. He laughed and said, "Sun Wukong! Although you have the ability to reach the sky and penetrate the earth, you may not be able to break my color element realm! This color element realm is caused by the greed of all living beings. If you can abandon all color, you can get rid of it!"

Upon hearing this, Wukong became furious and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, you monster! I have practiced for thousands of years and have seen through the worldly world. Why should I be afraid of your mere realm of lust?" After saying this, he swung the golden cudgel again, transforming into millions of stick shadows, which attacked the demon of lust like an overwhelming force.

Seeing this, the Devil of Color was not to be outdone. He waved his hands, and the colorful clouds turned into countless rays of light, interweaving with the shadow of Wukong's stick. For a moment, the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dim, and only the deafening sound of metal clashing could be heard.

The two fought for a long time, but it was hard to tell who would win. Wukong was anxious, knowing that if he could not defeat the demon quickly, he might delay his journey to the West to obtain the scriptures. He suddenly remembered the three life-saving hairs given by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and thought to himself: "At this moment, I have no choice but to seek help from outside forces!"

After thinking about it, Wukong plucked a hair from the back of his head and blew on it. The hair turned into a golden bird, flapping its wings and flying high into the sky. Soon, the bird turned into a golden light and fell into Wukong's hand, turning into a short stick shining with golden light.

Wukong held the short stick in his hand and silently chanted the magic formula in his heart. Suddenly, the short stick grew several times larger and turned into a huge golden long stick. He shouted, "Take my stick!" and hit the demon of color head-on.

The Devil of Color was horrified when he saw this. He had never expected that Wukong had such a powerful magic weapon. He hurriedly waved his five-colored cloud to resist, but the golden long stick was so powerful that it was like a mountain falling on his head, smashing his five-colored cloud into pieces. The Devil of Color was seriously injured, screamed, and turned into a black smoke and fled away.

Wukong was overjoyed when he saw this, knowing that he had successfully broken through the demon barrier of the realm of form. He put away the golden stick and silently chanted the name of Amitabha Buddha in his heart, thanking Guanyin Bodhisattva for saving his life.

At this time, the sky was clear and the clouds and fog had dispersed. Wukong stood on the top of the mountain and looked down at the beautiful mountains and rivers. He could not help but feel infinite emotion in his heart. He knew that the road of cultivation was long and arduous, and he still needed to continue to work hard to achieve the Bodhi fruit.

So Wukong put on his robes and set out on the journey to the west again. He silently recited the scriptures in his heart and firmly vowed to slay the demons and protect his master to obtain the true scriptures and achieve enlightenment. Although the demon of color escaped, Wukong knew that he had not really disappeared. The road ahead was still full of challenges and dangers. However, Wukong was fearless and believed that he would be able to overcome all difficulties and achieve the final victory.

Wukong went through countless hardships and dangers on his journey to the west. He showed extraordinary wisdom and courage by fighting demons and monsters. However, he also met many women who moved his heart during this long journey. They were either gentle as water or passionate as fire or talented or beautiful. However, Wukong always adhered to his beliefs and remained unmoved. He knew that these women were the incarnations of the demon of color and came to test his determination. Only by keeping a clear mind and firm belief could he not be confused and continue to move forward.

Finally one day, Wukong came to the Great Leiyin Temple in the West and met the Tathagata Buddha. He knelt before the Buddha devoutly and prayed that the Buddha would give him the true scriptures so that he could achieve enlightenment and save all living beings. The Buddha looked at him with a smile, his eyes full of praise and expectation. He nodded gently and said, "Sun Wukong, you have finally come here after going through so much hardship. I am deeply pleased with your wisdom and courage. Now I will teach you the true scriptures and hope that you can practice well and benefit all living beings."

Wukong was overjoyed when he heard this. He took the Sutra respectfully with gratitude and awe in his heart. He knew that he had taken the last step in his practice. As long as he practiced well, he would be able to attain Bodhi and become a true Buddhist disciple. So he knelt down and said goodbye to the Buddha and set off on his way home.

On the way back, Wukong was filled with joy and anticipation. He knew that he had overcome all difficulties and challenges and successfully eliminated the five elements. He believed that as long as he continued to practice, he would be able to become a true Buddhist disciple and bring light and hope to all living beings. So he quickened his pace and ran towards the distant east.