Tathagata Must Be Defeated

Full moon night

Zhenyuan Daxian plate sits on the Xiangong practice.

When he sat down from time to time, he still had no sense.

Zhenyuan Daxian opened his eyes and asked: "How long does it take to wake up the hidden soul?"

“Not so easy.”

The virgin on the other side replied: "The punishment is the heavenly **** of war, and it also uses hundreds of full moon nights."

"Isn't that a few years?"

Zhenyuan Daxian was shocked and asked: "How long did the Van Gogh Emperor use?"

"About half a year."

The virgin answered.

"Then I only need half a year."

Zhenyuan Daxian said, continue to practice.

His spirits diverge and enveloped the entire fairy palace.

On the other hand, Sun Wukong sat on the surface of the lake, and the fairy spirit was as vast as the ocean. It was filled with tens of thousands of miles of wind, and everything in the world could not escape the perception.

His supernatural powers are unparalleled.

When approaching the ugly, the clouds in the Dianchi Lake rolled, and an unspeakable atmosphere surrounded him.

Sun Wukong opened his eyes, and his right eye was as usual. The left eye's scorpion flashed a silver line, capturing the mysterious atmosphere and piercing time and space.

He saw a new world, nowhere, and all his external perceptions disappeared.

Sun Wukong cannot lose the perception of fairy tales.

He knew that his left eye did not see Dianchi, but another time and space.

Sun Wukong sat in the cracks, his body seemed to be torn, and the aura of Dianchi was insane, so that he would not be invaded.

"The original Dianchi still has this effect."

Sun Wu thought about it, and then dripped a drop of blood from his fingertips and floated in the air.

The blood of the bath is shining, gorgeous and splendid, and it is the treasure of heaven and earth, which can make everything perfect.

Numerous ghosts perceive the power of the blood, emerge from the void, and fly wildly to the blood.

Sun Wukong immediately rushed a golden light and shook the shadow.

"come yet?"

Sun Wukong looked at Jin Guang.

Jinguang combined with that blood, turned into a golden figure.

It was a stone monkey, a golden crown, a gold armor, a cloud, and the golden flame was smooth in the eyes.

Behind him, there is a ring of gods, and the whole person is like a **** of war, beautiful and beautiful.

A mysterious and mysterious feeling appears in Sun Wu hollow, the hidden soul is not independent, he is himself.

His current state is like being hypnotized and talking to his heart.

"It turned out to be."

Sun Wukong and the stone monkey did not have a dialogue, while sitting cross-legged and practicing face to face.

With the help of the stone monkey, Sun Wukong seems to be one with the space.

A strange totem appears in his mind, with words, engraved pictures, a group of unclear monsters, running on the earth.

They collided and fought each other, the light of the gods bloomed, the earth roared, and the sky trembled.

In the battle, the monsters are constantly changing, weak and strong, causing more and more damage, cracks in the earth and the sky, and everything in the world is dying.

What is this world?

Sun Wu thought about it, and the next moment, he was expelled.

Open your eyes again, Sun Wukong found that the stone monkey has disappeared.

At this time the sky is already bright, he is like a dream, leaving no traces.

Sun Wukong returned to the fairy palace.

"Is the younger brother successful?"

Zhenyuan Daxian greeted him and said: "The method of breaking the void is too difficult."

Sun Wukong nodded in agreement: "The space is extremely difficult to break through."

This is one of the hardest spells he has ever learned.

"space?"

Zhenyuan Daxianyiyi: "Does the younger brother awaken the hidden soul?"

"Ok."

Sun Wukong nodded, some doubts: "Da Xian has not succeeded?"

Zhenyuan Daxian 瞪 to the virgin.

The virgin was surprised and could not believe it.

The master awakened the hidden soul overnight?

She found that her evaluation of Sun Wukong was still too low.

Zhenyuan Daxian quickly accepted the facts.

"The younger brother surprised me not once or twice."

He thought so, and then asked Sun Wukong: "Can the younger brother return to the Three Realms?"

"Not so fast."

Sun Wukong shook his head: "I haven't entered that space yet, even if I enter, it is extremely difficult to find a way through it."

He looks to the virgin.

The virgin nodded: "The master still needs to practice."

"We have to stay here for a few more months."

Sun Wukong said to Zhenyuan Daxian.

In addition to the time of practice, maintaining a hidden soul also requires a lot of aura.

Half a night, Sun Wukong consumed the half-month reiki accumulated in Dianchi.

He must stay a little longer and change his time with results.

Van Gogh Heaven

White Supreme is awake from meditation

"Ghosts and sentient beings are willing to convert to teach."

He said openly.

"Congratulations to the Lord."

‘Golden Scorpion’ joined hands in front of him and said respectfully.

The Sayādaw looked at the 'Golden Scorpion' and said, "Where are you looking, what?"

"Respond to the Supreme."

Kim Min-soo said: "This is the acquaintance of the Monkey King."

"acquaintance?"

There was a flash of light in the eyes of the Sayādaw, as if he had thought of something.

"Supreme..."

Then, ‘Golden Scorpion’ reported to him: “When Sun Wukong left, I could not find him anymore.”

"I feel that there is movement in the void."

The White Lord replied: "Most of it is the Monkey King, he wants to break the void."

That is the power that will lead to disaster.

The white sage is very clear.

"Sun Wukong is talented and talented. If he is successful in practice, it will be more difficult to dispose of."

The white sages reached out and offered a pagoda.

"This tower is a sacred object of the Terran, and the Van Gogh Emperor used it to suppress evil spirits. I was refining it and I will give it to you today."

The Sayādaw handed the pagoda to the golden scorpion and said: "The Sun Wukong is a god, but it is a monster. If you take it to suppress it, you will succeed."

Jinzizi carefully took over the pagoda.

"If you can't suppress it, you have to stop him from practicing."

The Sayādaw added: "If he is successful in practice and calls the people under the seat, I will be extremely difficult to deal with."

Jin Zizi nodded quickly.

"I see that Sun Wukong has a Buddha heart. Why don't you respect yourself?"

He asked again.

"Ghosts and people are converted, but the land is not built, I still need time."

The White Sayādaw said: "The Sun Wukong is stubborn and I can't change it."

Jin Zizi nodded and picked up the pagoda and flew away from heaven.

The white man looked at him and left, slowly closing his eyes.

Ghosts, a strong wave of sweeping stars.

Under the holy mountain, millions of monks sit in front of the temple and recite the scriptures.

After the volatility, the sage appeared, and the endless Buddha light shrouded him, making him sacred, and the people were awed in the ground.

"When I am going to make a living for me, I have great merits and I am a member of Heaven."

The Sayādaw said that the Buddha light suddenly fell in the sky, and fell on some people, turning into a glowing light.

“Thank you for your respect!”

The people who got the blasphemy thanked the sages.

"Sure enough, there are some arhats."

The Sayādaw thought, some regrets.

If he did not bear the original sin, he had already influenced the entire Van Gogh court.