The Legend Of WuKong: [48.]

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[48.]

Brilliant sparks splashed in the sky, and fell like snow one after another.

Sun Wukong stood there, sparks falling on his shoulders and arms, and also on the defeated man at his feet.

He won again, like every battle with goblins, he was always the final winner.

Wait a minute, the gods are all whispering among themselves, who is dead and who is alive?

The one who died was really a demon monkey?

Or, the one who fell on the ground was himself.

He touched his head. Fortunately, the golden hoop was still there.

That is the only sign that proves he is Sun Wukong.

Zixia walked over step by step.

Is she here to embrace the winner?

She came to him and knelt down.

Kneel down next to the monkey lying on the ground.

She cried.

She held the demon monkey's hand. It was the hand that was supposed to hit him with the golden hoop just now but instead reached towards Zixia.

She gently opened the hand.

In that hand was a purple shawl.

Sun Wukong suddenly felt something crack in his body, like a stone shattering.

He suddenly remembered everything.

Five hundred years, five hundred years ago, five hundred years later, suddenly overlapped.

Journey to the West is indeed just a scam.

No one can defeat Sun Wukong. The only one who can defeat Sun Wukong is himself.

So the only way to defeat Sun Wukong is to make him doubt himself, deny himself, regard everything in the past as sin, regard himself back then as the enemy, and only want liberation and positive results.

However, in God’s dictionary, the so-called “liberation” is nothing but death;

The so-called "positive fruit" is nothing but disillusionment; the so-called "becoming a Buddha" is nothing more than giving up all love and ideals and becoming a soulless statue.

Blood began to flow from his seven orifices. It was because the fighting had damaged his internal organs for too long, or because he laughed too hard.

"I understand."

"Do you understand? When you kill your past self, you finally find the road to becoming a Buddha." Tathagata said, "Now, the devil Sun Wukong no longer exists. From now on, the world only knows that Sun Wukong has become a Buddha. , they will never see you again."

"So that's it, it turns out that this is the true result, this is becoming a Buddha." He laughed and realized that his body was shattering, he was losing all power, he was going to disappear, and he was going to become a void Buddha... But ……He did not want.

He will forget everything, all the pain, all the people who have been around him, all the footprints on the road, everything will be erased. But no, no, no!

He suddenly jumped up, raised his golden hoop high, and shouted his name: "Heaven and earth gave birth to me, Sun Wukong!"

He shouted so loudly, using all his last strength.

That figure rushed towards the supreme will between heaven and earth at an unparalleled speed.

However, he failed.

That's just a phantom.

When he hit the ground, he could barely lift his golden cudgel.

But he was still struggling to stand up: "Tathagata! Come out! Let's fight face to face for three hundred rounds!"

"Hahahaha..." the voice laughed in the void, "You can't defeat me, because I have no roots and no roots, and I rely on nothing, but you are the object of desire."

"Tathagata! Come out and fight me!"

"Hahahaha..." The voice was still laughing in nothingness.

"Tathagata

... Come out... and fight me! ”

While laughing, Sun Wukong's consciousness began to disappear, and his vision became blurry.

"Who am I?" he said to the shadow beside him that could no longer be seen clearly.

"You are someone who refuses to give up on your dream." Zixia said with tears in her eyes.

"...Then...who is fighting the Tathagata?"

"He...he is a person who has lost everything and has nothing but himself."

"Tathagata! Come out and fight me!" Sun Wukong's eyes widened and he shouted with his last strength.

A spark fell on his face and went out.

Sun Wukong is dead.

Perhaps he is already dead. What jumped out of the alchemy furnace back then was the will not to admit defeat or die.

Zixia looked at Sun Wukong and held his hand.

Is he really dead this time?

No, he clearly seems to be the same naughty monkey that will jump up at any time, scare you, and smile at you.

Sun Wukong, please tease me again.

She put his hand to her face.

The hand gradually became cold.

"I want you to remember that you are a monkey, because you don't need to learn to be a **** at all. Your nature is nobler than all gods."

Tears fell down that hand.

The fire in heaven is still burning.

"Tathagata Buddha, please put out the fire quickly." said the Jade Emperor.

"This is a fire from the heavens, which has no roots, but its source is the desire of the human being. Once the inner demon is gone, the fire will extinguish itself." Tathagata said.

"This fire cannot be extinguished." Zixia said, "Because we will be its fuel."

She held up Sun Wukong's body and walked toward the flames.

The gods moved out of the way, but they were still afraid of that body.