Goku

It is said that Wukong escaped from the heaven, but because of his blind eyes, he had to flee indiscriminately. He flew to a waterfall and heard the sound of water.

He was so exhausted after the fuss just now that he dozed off and fell asleep while soaking.When he woke up again, he saw insects chirping, birds singing, butterflies playing among flowers, and it turned out to be a valley with a scenery not inferior to Huaguo Mountain.

He sat up from the water and saw that his clothes were burnt to the point where only the gold and silver ornaments remained. He recalled the past and was pleasantly surprised to find that not only his eyes had recovered, but he could see more clearly and far away as a result of a blessing in disguise.What's even more amazing is that when he looked around, he found that the whole world seemed to be different. Not only could he see the superficial things, he could even see clearly which animals and plants in the forest had become spirits and souls.

He moved his muscles and bones, and channeled the zhenqi in his body again, thinking to himself, he didn't expect that the old-fashioned gossip furnace not only failed to refine him, but made the zhenqi in his body more pure, and also helped him practice He has become a pair of golden eyes, and the art of transformation in this world can no longer blind his eyes.

He took a shower refreshed, and secretly decided to go to heaven first, get rid of those eyes-obscuring people, and then go to the little girl to bring her back to Huaguo Mountain.Just as he was getting ready to go, he saw a silver light descending from the nine heavens. He fixed his eyes and saw Yang Jian, the God of Erlang with an indifferent face.

Wukong sneered, put the golden cudgel on his shoulders and said, "Three eyes, put aside prejudices, you and I have a good understanding, every time I want to kill you, you will always jump out in time."

Yang Jian ignored his taunt, took out a three-pointed double-edged gun, pointed at Wukong and said, "You are actually a coward, you dare not admit it, you are inferior, you are fear, all your arrogance and wildness are nothing but nothing. The mask you pretended to be is actually a pitiful person living in your heart. I don’t bother to fight with a pathetic person like you, but fate is hard to break, so I can only wrong my sword."

Wukong's face changed when he heard the words, his eyes suddenly burst into blood, and his whole body exuded a hell-like chill.

How dare he!How dare you just say that he is the most afraid to face the truth, and make him so miserable!

However, those nightmares that he dreamed every night played back uncontrollably in Wukong's mind, which made him startled and frightened, so he swung his stick at Yang Jian, "Shut up! I am the Monkey King of Huaguo Mountain. Tianqi, I am not afraid of anyone in this world, how could I feel inferior!"

But Yang Jian was unmoved, and easily dodged his move, sarcastically saying, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that no one will pity you when she leaves? Can you only live on the emotion of her charity? "

Wukong's eyes flickered, and a little girl's flowery smile bloomed in front of her eyes. She looked at him fixedly and said softly, "Stone, do you want me to be with you all the time?"

A spear stabbed over, and the little girl's face was shattered into pieces. Yang Jian's murmured words sounded in his ears, "Do you ruin other people's dreams if you can't get it yourself? If you can't get salvation yourself, you need others to accompany you." Do you want to stay in hell? Sun Wukong, how selfish you are."

A bloody smell spread in the air, Wukong clutched his shoulders, and dodged Yang Jian's relentless killing move in embarrassment, his eyes were confused.

Could it be that he was wrong?Is he too selfish?Did he ruin himself and her by disregarding the little girl's wishes?

Another shot hit Wukong heavily on the back, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.Yang Jian stared into his eyes and said hypnotically, "Do you think your feelings for her are "love"? Are you worthy of talking about "love"? You are just a heartless stone, you have no love or hatred, you love You can't care for anyone, you are just a poor worm with no similar kind. Your feelings for her are just like ants looking up at the sun, and even extravagant demands are like a joke."

Overwhelming despair hit like a tidal wave, Wukong was overwhelmed by despair and felt severe pain.

You have no heart!

You are not qualified to love!

You are a poor wretch without company!

So, what is it that he has been pursuing and insisting on?

No matter how hard he tries, in the end he's just a poor wretch!

That being the case!Since it is destined to be rejected and abandoned!What else does he care about!

The three-pointed two-edged knife that quenched the water of Guanyin's Jingping Bottle easily pierced Wukong's chest, but a desire to destroy the world suddenly grew in that empty place.

His red eyes instantly became focused, and he held the tip of the gun that had pierced his chest with both hands, and said with a sinister smile at Yang Jian, "You're right, everything is right! I just fell into hell, and I can't live forever. I want you to accompany me too!"

After saying that, he yelled violently, pulled Yang Jian's gun head out of his chest with his blood-stained hands, and then swung the stick towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian didn't expect that he, who obviously had no resistance, would suddenly attack, and narrowly dodged it, feeling a little embarrassed.Before he could stabilize his figure, Wukong's stick had chased him again, Yang Jian didn't dare to be careless, and fought him again.

Originally, the cultivation bases of the two were equal, but because Wukong took Laojun's elixir and was tempered by the gossip furnace, Yang Jian was no longer his opponent, but Yang Jian knew his mind from the beginning and said something deliberately To disturb his mind, that's why he looked so vulnerable just now, but now he has stabilized his mind, and there is nowhere to vent his anger, so although there are several injuries on his body, they have begun to heal slowly, and Yang Jian gradually shows some Failure is coming.

Yang Jian fought and left, and the battlefield between the two returned to Jiuchongtian after a while.Seeing that Yang Jian was invincible, the other gods also came forward to help with their weapons. All of a sudden, the Nine Layers Palace was in chaos again.

Seeing this situation, Taibai knew that someone had to tie the bell to untie the bell, so he didn't care about the safety of the little girl. If this continues, either Wukong will die without a burial place, or all the gods and Buddhas will be buried with him, hurry up Yun Xingzhi shouted at Wukong outside the battlefield, "Wukong, don't make trouble anymore. Today, at the Lingshan Conference, the Tathagata is speaking in the Brahma Realm of the Western Heaven. As soon as the Buddhist meeting is over, he will announce to all living beings that he will accept the Golden Cicada as Sit down the second eldest disciple, if you don't stop it, I'm afraid it will be too late."

However, Wukong was unmoved when he heard the words, and after hitting a golden armor warrior flying with a stick, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.

Erlang Shen was right, she was too beautiful, dazzling and eye-catching, which made him afraid.He and she are just the relationship between ants and the sun, he can't expect the sun to belong to ants just because he feels the warmth of the sun, that would be a pity.

After experiencing a lot of pain, he finally understood that he and she were not the same person.

She is kind, pure, and a god with a conscience.

And he is an evil, sinful, heartless wretch, no one in this world can accompany him forever, he is destined to be alone all his life.

The healed chest is still empty and uncomfortable, and the overwhelming despair and pain are still lingering. Although he can clearly see the difference between himself and Jin Chanzi, there is still a voice in his heart that is unwilling to shout, "Why! Why? These stupid gods and Buddhas all have intentions, but he doesn't! Why should he be born to be an unacceptable alien! Why can she smile brightly in the sun, but he can only be awakened by nightmares in the dark night!"

He waved away the annoying gods who were like flies in front of him with a stick, and looked at the nine-storey palace with shining glass, a ruthless desire to wreak havoc in his heart.

Girl, is this the glazed palace and colorful palace you yearn for?

Are these the common people in the world you want to keep?

What if I break it?Shatter the yearning in your heart, will you become numb like me, with no future, no direction, no emotion, no expectation?