[Journey to the West] Fighting the Holy Buddha is very leisurely

With Wukong's rough nerves in a certain aspect, it is naturally impossible to quantify the changes in his temperament. He only feels that fighting with Liuer is really hearty, and even the whole body becomes comfortable, which is not as good as staying in the lifeless Buddhist world. How much better it is to know.

Wukong, who had finished the fight and won the fight, leaned lazily on the chair. He sat on the big reclining chair in a very aggressive posture, with his knees bent and his face full of bohemianism. The movement of the king of the mountain is not allowed on the lotus seat of the Buddhist altar. Others will feel like a ruffian if they do this kind of movement, but if Monkey King does it, it will feel really domineering and beautiful.Jin Cudgel sat next to him, staring intently at his master with his face propped up.

The six-eared macaque sitting on the side saw the atmosphere and knew that the relationship between Monkey King and his transformed weapons was unusual, but he didn't point it out.He just shrunk his eyes, and then he sat down and talked with Wukong calmly, without squinting, without thinking about other things. After all, the most important thing to him at present is the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who is in trouble.

"I can't figure it out..." Wukong squinted at him with a sneer on his face, "How difficult is it that you ran to me so desperately?"

"He said, let me find you, and said that only the sharp eye can find a way to save him," Liu Er blinked, automatically ignoring the disdain in the person opposite him, and told without hesitation Wukong, "He also said that with the ancestor here, I can't die, and the ancestor will save me, because he loves his precious apprentice so much."

The six-eared macaque cannot die, because once he dies, Wukong will also be affected, and the ancestor cannot be willing.

"Who?" Wukong frowned, "Ksitigarbha?"

The six-eared macaque nodded and said with a slight smile: "He is not wrong, the ancestor did save me."

Wukong sneered, and said: "If it is the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, it is no wonder that he listens attentively and understands most things better than anyone else... But since the ancestor said that you must live, then you should live, but in what way? If you live in this way, then I can’t guarantee it.”

The corners of Liu Er's lips curled up slightly, he naturally knew that Sun Wukong's personality of revenge, but as long as he can't die, how much suffering can be?He is a person who has stayed in the blood pool hell for a thousand years, and he has endured the pain of gnawing on his bones, and now it is only a flesh injury.

"I owe this to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. If I pay him back this time, I will owe nothing to anyone," the six-eared macaque lowered its eyes, "It just so happens that it is such a coincidence. Only the piercing eyes can save him."

Wukong touched his eyes, he probably didn't expect that his piercing eyes also have the function of revenge and revenge to be developed, he looked a bit evil with a half-smile: "I know what you're thinking, you think I don't Dare to kill you, so you still come to me with a fluke mentality, thinking that after saving Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, there is still a chance to kill me, right?"

Liu Er's eyes flickered, noncommittal.

"You don't have that chance," Sun Wukong chuckled, "I will get hit the first time, and I won't fall in the same place for the second time. Ksitigarbha and I have a good relationship. If something happens to him, I will not fail to save him." Reasonable, but you, don't think about having a chance to stand up."

"I know," Liu Er stood up, looking directly at Wukong's black eyes with his slender eyes. When the two people looked at each other, it seemed as if they could hear the sound of weapons clashing, "I dare to come here alone, even though I know You won't kill me, but I also have to prevent you from sending me to some other place and locking me up again. I don't want to spend another thousand years escaping.

Monkey King, not only do I need your help this time, but you also need my help. "

Wukong snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "Don't think that everyone is as useless as you!"

Standing Liu Er did not speak, but curled the corner of his mouth at Wukong.These two monkeys occupy the two seats of the four great spirit monkeys. When they are not transformed, they are almost monkey-like, but once transformed into human form, the gap will be revealed.

There is no ugly monster that can transform into a shape. The better the blood, the more beautiful the face. Bones like Wukong and Liuer are transformed from the spirit stones of heaven and earth, so they cannot be measured by blood. They are indeed inhumanly beautiful when transformed. Wukong has a heroic spirit in his exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and the six ears are a seductive and seductive look in his long and narrow eyes.

Wukong also stood up from the lazy reclining chair and took a step forward, only three feet away from the six ears. The golden cudgel moved in line with him. Standing beside him, the same short hair of the two showed a kind of An eerie harmony comes.

Qingjue Qingyan stood in the dark and did not move. The two little monsters looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.Those three people stood in a triangle, no one made a move, they looked at it, but they clearly saw a fighting intent from it.

The resolute obsidian-like eyes under short blond hair reveal a kind of chill that belongs only to fighting and defeating the Buddha. Wukong's body faintly reveals the golden Buddha's light, and the arrogance of thousands of years of bloody battles cannot be ignored like a sharp blade;

The aura of the six ears is extremely thick blood red. I don't know if it is because it has been soaked in the blood pool for thousands of years. His cold poison seemed to be entangled in his body, and even with his spiritual power, there was a bit of tarsus-like chill;

The golden cudgel that was standing next to Wukong took a slight step forward, the black and gold corners of his clothes moved without wind, and the spiritual power around his body was a very dark black color, he was a magical soldier, no matter how old he was He doesn't know how many centuries earlier than Wukong's six ears, the black ink that contains all the thick and murderous aura, weighs on people's hearts like a huge stone, and panic before fighting.

As Shu Siqi said, these people had to pinch each other before they could say a few comfortable words.Although no one did it first, the aura released looked like a beautiful three-color platter from a distance, but if you look closely, you can see that the fast place has been cleared out by these three people.

The ancestor knew that there was such a trick, so he specially cast a spell near here, in order not to disturb the human beings, and also to prevent them from being too destructive. It's half gone.

Seeing that they were about to fight again, the weak red light suddenly flashed, and Liu Er, who was standing there sweating on his forehead, suddenly stretched out his hand to tie his long black hair behind his head.

"The reason why I said you used me is because you can only see him clearly, but you can't avoid it." The face of the six-eared macaque was blurred and unclear in the aura of various spiritual powers. , "Fortunately, there is me."

The red light gradually weakened, and Liu Er couldn't stop taking a few steps back. This was already showing signs of decline, and Wukong snorted coldly. After all, there was still business to do. If there is a disagreement, there will be a fight, and I am afraid that there will be no bones left for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the end.

"What do you know?" Wukong pulled the hem of the golden cudgel, signaling him to stop. When the spiritual power dissipated, he subconsciously glanced at Liu Er, but after this glance, he stared and didn't look at it again. Averting his gaze, his fists creaked, "Bastard! What are you doing?"

The six-eared macaque, who took a few steps back, has completely changed his appearance. His long black hair has been replaced by short golden hair, and those slender eyes, after a slight blink, have been replaced by extremely tough ones. Her dark eyes and her feminine and seductive face changed into another handsome and heroic face in the blink of an eye.

That is clearly Wukong's appearance, the real and fake Monkey King, Liu Er actually used this trick again this time.

"Damn fake!" Wukong gave him a hard look, "You don't feel well if you don't clean it up, don't you? Change it back for me obediently!"

When the six ears turned into the shape of Wukong, the resemblance was too high. In the catastrophe on the way to learn the scriptures, the Tang monk and his disciples who had been with each other for a long time could not recognize it, and the treasure of the heavenly king could not be seen in the mirror. Not to mention, even the immortals and Buddhas of some status can't tell the difference, just because the similarity between the two stone monkeys is too high.

The golden cudgel is Wukong's natal artifact. He and Wukong have a strong inner connection. He knows who is real and who is fake, but suddenly a person exactly like Wukong appears in front of him, and he can't help being stunned for a while.

Liu Er relied on this trick to make Wukong miserable on the way to learn scriptures. It felt bad to be misunderstood. The human world hits the Buddhist world, and it takes the Tathagata to return his innocence.

This is where Wukong resents Liu Er the most. Now that he has become like this again, he has never been so angry for thousands of years.

Six ears, really deserved to be his old enemy.

"Don't be angry first," Liu Er put his face on his face, and smiled slightly at Wukong. The two identical people were at war with each other. This scene looked extremely strange, "I became like this, but to protect you from the knife. .”

"what?"

"Didn't you keep asking me what happened to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?" Liu Er met Wukong's full of anger, put away the habitual smile at the corner of his mouth, and with Wukong's face, he looked a lot more serious, " Let me tell you, he encountered the same thing as your four generals and marshals, and he died. Those four of your men were lucky, and one of them was left behind, while Ksitigarbha didn’t even listen to him. Die' passed."

When Liu Er talked about these things, there was always a trace of fear in his eyes. He probably really didn't expect that King Ksitigarbha would die. When he recalled it, he was really panicked.

For thousands of years, there is only one person who treats himself wholeheartedly, without any dirty thoughts, and only this person can let go of everything and beg Monkey King.

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