The Monkey King

In the   Tushita Palace, the Qing family knelt dumbly, looking in horror at the Tiandao Stone that was still collapsing behind Lao Jun, and watched Lao Jun write on the bamboo slip with a pen.

  During this process, roars continued to be heard from the lower realm, which shocked the Qing family.

   A few coughs and a few drops of blood splashed on the bamboo slips.

  The Qing family's eyes twitched violently, and he raised his head slightly on the ground, not daring to move at all.

   Laojun, the number one person in the Three Realms, his cultivation was really ruined, and that monster monkey didn't lie...

   For the Qing family, this incident was no less terrifying than the calamity caused by the demon monkey at Nantianmen.

   After a while, Lao Jun put his seal on the bamboo slip, rolled it up by hand, and pushed it towards the Qing family.

"This is…"

   "I'd like to hand it over to Your Majesty, and just tell His Majesty that the old man's cultivation has been broken, and I'm afraid I won't be able to help you much in the future."

  The Qing family wanted to say something, but saw Lao Jun coughing, and a strand of blood dripped from his fingers.

   He could only blink a few times, nodded, and bowed out of the hall with the bamboo slip.

  From beginning to end, Zhen Yuanzi just sat there and didn't move.

  …

   Huaguoshan Battlefield.

  A monk volleyed into the air and was split in half by a huge forearm formed by a mantis spirit. In a blink of an eye, the mantis spirit was pierced by another monk's chest.

  Hydra, which turned into a giant beast, circled back and forth in the sky and sprayed flames.

  The Macaque King held an iron rod and rolled back and forth among the monks, and even the Bull Demon King had already rushed to the forefront.

   Seeing more and more elites of the demon army enter the battle. Little by little, the balance of war is tilted towards the demon army. But just when everyone thought they would win, the battlefield was strangely stuck in a stalemate.

   From that canyon, more and more monks appeared, as if endless, but they did not enter the battlefield at one time.

The    flagship was driven to the front. Blood splattered at his feet, and Short Mouth stood motionless, looking up at the disturbance in the sky.

   "How many people did they come, and have the people sent to investigate come back?"

   "No, it's completely out of touch now."

   "Is it a trick? Or, like us, they can't put all their power into the battlefield at one time?" The corners of the short-mouthed eyes twitched: "It seems that it is not that simple?"

   turned his face sideways. He looked at Ling Yunzi who was in a hurry.

   Batch after batch of demon army quickly joined the battlefield after receiving Ling Yunzi's spell bonus.

  In the canyon opposite Cana. There are also batches of monks joining the battlefield, and the entire war has always been maintained at a certain balance point.

   In the blink of an eye, two monks in yellow robes with bulging foreheads and shining golden light all over appeared on the battlefield. They pinched the nine-headed insects that turned into giant beasts one after another, fighting with their bare hands for a while. The nine-headed worm actually fell behind.

   "Who are those two guys?" Short Mouth pointed at the two monks and asked.

  Ling Yunzi wiped the sweat from his forehead, without turning his head, he replied briefly: "That is the Arhat of subduing the dragon and the Arhat of subduing the tiger."

   Hearing this sentence, Short Mouth's heart suddenly froze.

   There are 18 Arhats in Buddhism, which is known to all. Two Arhats can force the nine-headed worm to fall, but what about the other sixteen? And those venerable Buddhas...

   Until this moment, Short Mouth did not realize that those who were fighting with them were really just monks, ordinary monks who had not yet become Buddhas.

   Short Mouth didn't ask any further questions. He clenched the hilt of his sword and whispered to the messenger beside him, "Go back."

   "Retreat?" The herald was taken aback.

   "It's right to retreat. There's no point in spending time with them here." A voice came from the sky.

   When the monsters on the flagship were still in a trance, a figure in a black robe had already formed in front of Short Mouth.

   "Eldest brother?!" Ling Yunzi almost screamed.

   "Short mouth see Master Qingfeng!"

   "The last general sees Venerable Qingfeng!"

   A group of people on the battleship bowed and saluted. Even the fighters on the battlefield could not help but pause for a while, and those Buddhist monks also showed a look of astonishment.

   The entire battlefield seemed to hold its breath, and the next moment, the sound of fighting resumed.

   Amidst the mountains in the distance, Zhengfa Ming Tathagata clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the protagonist has finally begun to enter the arena. It's not in vain for me to wait so long."

   "Eldest brother...you...why are you here?" Ling Yunzi said in shock.

   Looking at the battlefield, Qing Fengzi sighed lightly: "It's not just me, all the brothers and sisters are here, and they're still on the way. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to stand it, so I came over first."

   Shaking his whisk, Qing Fengzi said to the surrounding demon generals, "Don't worry about these etiquettes on the battlefield, let's ignore them."

   "Yes!" Short Mouth nodded respectfully.

  I saw Qingfengzi stretch out his hand, and a little bit of sparkling crystals scattered all over the battlefield in an instant. The blades in the hands of all the monsters, even the arrows in the quiver and even the beads in the thunderbolt flashed a layer of fluorescence.

   Slowly tucked his palms into his sleeves, and Qing Fengzi said lightly, "Now, their vajra techniques have been abolished."

   "Then should we move forward now?"

   "No, you should retreat as you thought earlier."

   "This..." The short mouth was stunned.

   He turned his head and glanced at Ling Yunzi, and finally waved his hand and ordered to retreat.

   At the same time, Youquanzi and Dantongzi had also appeared over the battlefield, and behind them, thousands of miles away, were Yisu's army and all Taoist disciples in Xieyue Sanxingdong.

  A monk came to Zhengfa Ming Tathagata's side, bowed and said, "Sir, what should we do next?"

   "It's a good show." Zhengfa Ming Tathagata raised his head slightly, glanced at Youquanzi and Dantongzi who were heading for the flagship, and said, "Go all out and push them back to the defensive line of Huaguo Mountain."

   "As ordered."

  As the Huaguoshan fleet retreated unwillingly, a large number of monks suddenly poured out of the canyon. Looking around, there are as many as 50,000.

   Short Mouth couldn't help being stunned.

  …

   Outside Nantianmen, the monkey slammed down on the pumice stone like a meteorite, raising the sky full of sand and dust, and the sand and gravel splashed.

   Countless attacks rushed towards the billowing smoke. The next moment, those attacks turned around the pumice stone.

  The Jade Emperor on the dragon chair narrowed his eyes slightly, and all the immortals in the Lingxiao Palace were also stunned.

   A gust of wind swept past, and the sand and dust dissipated. Only at this time did the immortals see the center of the sand and dust, and the Monkey Monkey had long since disappeared. And on the other side of Nantianmen. Dozens of strange attacks are still chasing the monkey.

   kept running away. But keep getting hit, keep getting surrounded, keep getting rid of, keep getting hurt, and on and on.

The roar of    resounded through the heavens and the earth, lingering in people's ears, as if the roar of a demon made people tremble.

   All held their breaths. Waiting for the results to come.

   At this moment, due to the ever-increasing calamity, the aura replenished rapidly can no longer offset the splurge, and regeneration cannot make up for the constantly increasing damage.

   Whether it is physical or spiritual, monkeys are already on the verge of collapse. As for that spirit, in fact, it had already collapsed under the wrath of the wrath, and only pure instincts and obsessions continued to support the battle.

   However, this battle seems to have no suspense at all.

  Fuxing heaved a sigh of relief and said: "Fortunately, I thought that the demon monkey could escape the pursuit."

  The God of Wealth wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and said, "It shouldn't take long, this monster monkey is already at the end of the battle. The calamity is far from reaching its peak, and the monster monkey should be dead."

   After saying that, he looked around, as if to seek approval. It's a pity that all the immortals seem to have been frightened by this demon monkey, and no one dares to make a rash assertion.

   A catastrophe of such a scale in front of us, can anyone in the Three Realms really be able to withstand it?

  …

   In the Miluo Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Sect Master, and Taiyi Zhenren all faced each other silently.

   "Can it go smoothly?" The Master of Heaven asked in a low voice.

"It should be. This demon monkey can't last long." Yuanshi Tianzun slowly turned his face to the side, stretched out his hand, and the scene of the Huaguoshan battlefield appeared in the sky: "If they had no other backers, this demon monkey should have already Hopeless."

   In that scene, there was no roaring, no roaring, no need for even drums, no horns, the monks were calmly fighting the demon army, killing and dying peacefully, one after another.

   "They've all followed their way." The Master Tongtian sighed slowly, and then suddenly laughed: "Who said that Buddhism is like a mess of sand?"

"Buddhism is indeed like a mess of scattered sand, and it is still like this." Yuanshi Tianzun frowned and said: "But the four elements are all empty, and the Dharma is not empty. If they think Laojun's 'inaction' is preventing them from cultivating Buddhism, they can twist it into one. In the end, It's our own misunderstanding... We all remember the first half of the sentence, but forget the second half. As long as it is to remove the obstacle to their Buddhist practice, they can regard death as home. Because there are no seven emotions, no six desires, and Buddha Dharma, they are them Everything. Cultivating Taoism for longevity, cultivating Buddhism for bliss... We all underestimate Buddhism."

   Having said that, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian sect master looked at each other and smiled, and Taiyi Zhenren, who was laughing on the side, did not know why.

  …

   Outside the Nantianmen, the monkey was once again smashed by the blue light that swept in. The violent impact even made the entire Nantianmen tremble.

   Seeing that the demon monkey could no longer hold it, everyone stretched their necks and watched.

  Beyond the core of the Nantianmen array, Jintou Jiedi, who was standing in a remote position, quietly opened his sleeves, and a jade slip with a "swastika" inscribed in the palm of his hand was flickering slightly.

   The five parties Kaidi looked at each other and clasped their hands together silently.

   All four except Jintou Gaidi took two steps slowly, surrounded Jintou Gaidi in the middle, and the five silently formed a battle formation.

   Taking advantage of one of the generals not paying attention, Jintou Kaidi opened his palms and threw the two stones engraved with runes towards the core of the magic circle.

   Following the trajectory of the two stones in the air, the red talismans flying in the sky in the core of the magic circle suddenly became restless and were slowly sucked by the two stones.

   Those who were present were stunned one by one.

   Li Jing, who was at the core, widened his eyes in shock.

   "All commanders obey! Follow me to take down these ghosts in the heaven!"

  Nezha and the Four Heavenly Kings rushed to Wufang Jiedi with their respective instruments.

   In the blink of an eye, the five parties have been surrounded by hundreds of days.

  Jintou Gaidi smiled faintly, folded his hands together and recited the mantra.

   A gust of wind blew up in the airtight space, and the five parties flew into the sky, forming a simple five-person battle formation.

   At the same time, due to the interference of the two stones, the entire Nantianmen formation began to flicker! (To be continued~^~)

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