The Legend Of WuKong: [19.]
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[19.]
Five hundred years later
Sun Wukong somersaulted to heaven.
The scenery here felt familiar, but Sun Wukong thought it must be an illusion. He did not remember that he had been to the Heavenly Palace.
But he seemed to know the way. Based on his feeling, he turned around the corridor, crossed the Hongqiao, stepped on the jade steps, and walked all the way to the depths of the Heavenly Palace.
In the sea of clouds, a woman in purple came gracefully.
"Little girl! Oh no, female Bodhisattva, how to get to Lingxiao Palace?"
"You?——Sun Wukong?" The woman smiled. She has a pair of beautiful eyes.
"Does the female Bodhisattva recognize my grandson?"
"Who am I?" the woman asked with a smile. Her smile reminded Sun Wukong of the feeling when he was a child sleeping on a tree and being blown by the warm spring wind.
Strangely, he has not recalled the past for a long time. He always thought that his memories were all words and no feelings.
"Who are you? Why do you ask me?" Sun Wukong said with a smile. His character seemed to have changed for the better after reaching the sky.
"I am Zixia." The woman suddenly stopped laughing and said.
Sun Wukong felt his heart tremble, as if a door had been opened, but there was nothing in that door.
"Really?" He smiled.
The woman smiled again: "The Lingxiao Hall is right there."
She pointed, and the clouds dispersed, and Sun Wukong saw the huge palace, with countless towers and many rare spiritual beasts flying around the palace, stirring the auspicious clouds. They are huge, but compared with the palace, they are like dragonflies in front of the mountains. The clouds on the side of the hall also emit various auspicious auras as they continue to relax and change.
"A great place, I really want to live there."
"You have always said the same thing for so many years," the woman said.
Sun Wukong turned around and saw the woman looking directly at him, not avoiding his gaze, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
"Are all girls in Tiangong like this?"
Suddenly there was a loud shout: "Sun Wukong, since you are here, why don't you enter the temple to worship!"
Sun Wukong smiled at the woman and flew into the hall.
The woman watched him fly away, but suddenly sighed quietly.
As soon as Sun Wukong entered the palace, the Jade Emperor couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"Don't be afraid, stay calm. I have arranged 100,000 heavenly soldiers and masters from all walks of life behind the palace. Besides, he doesn't remember anything anymore." Taishang Laojun leaned into his ear and said.
The Jade Emperor cheered up and shouted: "Sun...Sun Wukong, what are you doing here?"
"Are you the Jade Emperor? When I was in darkness, you were the one who sent someone to tell me that I had to complete three things to atone for my sins, right?"
"Yes...yes!" The Jade Emperor agreed, while glaring at the Supreme Lord, thinking that it was all your idea.
Tai Shang Laojun pretended not to see it.
Sun Wukong continued: "But now the Buddhist monk has been beaten to death. I want to find Tang Monk's soul, but the underworld says there is no soul, so I have to come here and ask..."
"Sun Wukong!" Taishang Laojun said sternly, "You clearly killed Tang Monk!"
“What evidence is there for this nonsense?”
"The witness is here! Pass——"
"Pass-witness-person-go-to-the-hall-"
I saw one person walking out from behind the pillar.
When Sun Wukong saw it, his eyes widened: "Sha Wujing! How dare you make false accusations!"
"What is a false accusation? I clearly saw that you colluded with Ayao, the banshee of the Forest of All Souls, to murder the master!"
"What? Ayao? This name..."
"Sha Wujing was sent by me to monitor you, just to prevent a stubborn person like you from relapsing wildly. I believe what he said!" said the Supreme Being.
"Do you believe it? Because you believe it, I am the one who killed the monk? Hahaha, ridiculous!"
"That's not all, you also broke into the underworld, injured Pluto, and killed 141,000 ghosts. A moment later, you sneaked into the Dragon Palace and killed Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea..."
"I have been to all these places, but I have never done any of these things!"
"How dare you deny it! Come on, take down Sun Wukong!" the Supreme Leader shouted.
"Who dares to step forward!" Sun Wukong held the stick in his hand.
Of all the generals in the court, no one dares to step forward and show off.
But I heard: "I'll get you!"
Sha Wujing jumped into the center of the palace.
"Just right, I'm just trying to kill you!" Wukong said.
The two fought fiercely together. Wukong has never seen Sha Wujing's abilities, and he has never taken him seriously. After a fight today, I realized that this person was actually hiding something. But in just twenty rounds, Wukong dodged Drifting's attack and was already on his right side, swinging his stick and hitting him directly in the back.
Sha Wujing was in the air, his center of gravity had been lost, and he could only carry the Zen staff behind him in a hurry. The golden cudgel hit the Zen staff directly, bending the Zen staff, and hit Sha Monk on the back, sending him flying straight away.
Wukong was about to step forward and strike again, but at this moment he felt the golden band on his head tighten. A sharp pain penetrated into his brain, and he fell straight to the ground from the air.
Sha Wujing got up, jumped back and kicked,
Kicked Wukong straight away and hit a huge pillar with a bang, making even the main hall tremble. The **** generals standing around the pillar hurriedly moved away.
Sun Wukong hit the ground and turned over, but he was still able to jump up. The severe pain in his head seemed to cut him into several pieces. He knelt on one knee and held on to the ground with only the golden hoop. In the pain, he actually broke the golden hoop. The stick penetrated a foot into the ground of the main hall.
"Okay... you... fought... well..." Sun Wukong gritted his teeth.
"Sun Wukong, the golden hoop does not allow you to disobey the gods, you will lose!" Sha Wujing swung his Zen staff again. Sun Wukong dodged, but the pain slowed him down greatly. Sha Seng turned over and jumped into the air. , struck down with a stick.
The hall exploded into a ball of light, and fragments of jade bricks flew out of the sky. This heavy blow could break mountains.
The dust and smoke dispersed, revealing Sun Wukong's immortal eyes, full of anger.
He always wanted to see clearly who was chanting the tightening curse, but surrounded by gods and countless indifferent faces, he couldn't find it. He couldn't find it.
Sha Wujing rushed forward again, and Sun Wukong roared, went straight towards him, grabbed him by the neck, lifted him up and threw him to the ground, and planted him half a foot into the ground. Huge cracks spread everywhere.
The heavenly soldiers swarmed up and surrounded Sun Wukong at the core.
Sun Wukong seemed to be going crazy, rushing left and right, muttering in his mouth, but the stick had no order and was completely smashing randomly.
At the end, all the heavenly soldiers retreated far away and formed a circle. Sun Wukong was still dancing the golden hoop crazily alone.
He couldn't stop, that meant failure, humiliating failure.
He would rather fight to the death.
He only felt that the sky was getting darker and darker, and finally he could no longer see anything clearly.
In his mind, there was only pain and the last bit of consciousness that supported him in fighting.
Sha Wujing, the Jade Emperor, the Supreme Being, the Giant Spirit God, and the gods and generals all watched quietly from outside the circle.
They are like a group of cold-blooded hunters, waiting for the beasts in the circle to bleed out.
At this moment, there are hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers outside the palace, like countless locusts flying and circling. The war alarmed the gods of the Nine Heavens. They stood in the clouds in the distance and talked about it.
"Tiangong hasn't been like this for many years."
"Yes, since the last time we made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace."
"Who was captured this time?"
"It seems to be Sun Wukong again."
"Sun Wukong? No, how could Sun Wukong be defeated so easily?"
"Shh, keep your voice down..."
The gods whispered, Zixia stood on a cloud, looking at the palace that was surrounded like an iron barrel, her face was calm, and her sorrow and joy could not be seen.