The Green Snake of the Great Wilderness becomes enlightened

Chapter 555

The journey to the west is long, and the Tang monk, master and apprentice have not yet stepped out of the Liangjie Mountains, and have not yet stepped out of the real boundary of the Tang Dynasty.

The master and the apprentice walked down the mountain without any hurry.After all, the westbound road is one hundred and eight thousand miles, and the long road is long and slow.Fast but hard to last.Tang Seng turned to the Buddha in his heart, and to the Daleiyin Temple in the West Heaven. He thought that only he could go to the Paradise of Paradise in the West Heaven one day without giving up.

But Tang Seng didn't know that even if he lived a hundred years in his life, it would be difficult for him to walk out of this Nanzhan Buzhou, let alone the top of the Lingshan Mountain in the extreme west of Xiniu Hezhou?
On the way down the mountain, the mountain road is rugged, the sky is getting late, and the sunset is slanting, golden mist and clouds are embedded in the mountainside.

When the master and the apprentice were walking, a beautiful tiger jumped out, and Tang Seng almost rolled off his horse in shock. Later, he was beaten to death by Monkey King and took the tiger skin as a hem for his clothes.

The two finally found a family to live in when the stars and the moon rose to the sky.At night, Tang Seng sewed a patterned leather hem for Sun Wukong out of tiger skin, matching his name as a traveler.

At night, Tang Seng rested and fell asleep.

Sun Wukong sat alone on the roof and looked at the sky.

The stars flicker, the lunar moon is bright and the sky is surrounded by no stars. The stars are separated from each other and gather together. Occasionally, one or two meteors with long tails of light streak across the sky.

He is homesick.

Think of the free and unfettered Huaguo Mountain, the Huaguo Mountain with monkeys, jackals and wild beasts, which has been suppressed for five hundred years. I don’t know what happened in Huaguo Mountain.

He wanted to go back and have a look, but hesitated.It is the hesitation that is closer to the nostalgia.He was afraid that his monkey grandson would forget him, or reject him.

He, Sun Wukong, is the Monkey King, but he is no longer the Monkey King he once was!

After 500 years of precipitation, he understands that he is in the catastrophe of the world, and he is also in the calculation of the power of the world. He is like a chess piece, just like his cheap master. Although it is a crucial chess piece, but in the end Still can't get rid of the fate of being manipulated by others.

That night, his mind was in a mess, with self-blame for being a monster, resentment for being a pawn, powerlessness for the general trend of the world, disgust for Buddhism, and so on. . .Lots and lots and heavy.

He came out of the Five Elements Mountain of Tathagata Buddha, but was crushed under his own Five Elements Mountain.

The night passed by in a hurry, and the next morning, the sky was light and the sky was just right. Tang Seng bid farewell to others, got on his horse and continued westward.

Monkey King is full of entanglements, and he is still listless even when he is walking on the road.

Walk until noon, midsummer and July, the sun is scorching.

A boulder lay across the wilderness.

On the boulder, there is only one word "Tang" engraved!
To the west of this stone, there are thousands of miles of wilderness, and the mountains and rivers no longer belong to Datang.

To the east of this stone, Jiangshan Sheji, all living beings in the prosperous age belong to the world of Tang Dynasty.

Tang Seng stopped here, looking back to the east, the mountains and mountains stretch across the sky, the scenery is beautiful and the rivers and mountains are thousands of miles away.

Once he left, he had no choice but to learn the scriptures and return, otherwise he would abandon his hometown with his bones, and never see his hometown again.Tang Monk hid his tears, and the tears fell on the stele. From then on, he became a fallen monk for the end of the world.

Sun Wukong watched from the side, his face was indifferent, but he sighed in his heart, mortals are so fragile, how can they reach the Great Leiyin Temple in Xitian?
The Tang monk bowed his head and bowed to the east three times, thanking this side for being born in his world. This fertile soil gave birth to him and raised him. This is the natural care of the world, not the common concern. Even if the monk abandons the world, he will never forget the kindness of the world.

Tang Seng stood up, took out the package, opened it, picked up the cassock given by Guanyin, and put it on by himself.Then tore off the strip of cloth wrapped around the tin rod.

A bright yellow tin rod is held, and a precious cassock is on the body.

Tang Seng straightened up, held a tin stick in his hand, wore a Buddhist robe, got on his horse, and said, "Let's go!"

This trip is the trip of the first Tang monk in Kyushu, which represents the grandeur of the Tang Dynasty in the prosperous age, the pride of the kingdom of all nations, and the hope of the people of Tang Dynasty. He Tang monk can not afford to lose!
Sun Wukong nodded in agreement, and he couldn't help but respect Tang Seng in his heart.

The two masters and apprentices stepped out of the Tang Dynasty, entered a foreign country, and embarked on the road to the west.

At the moment when the footsteps fall and step on the dust, the sky is full of catastrophe, the protection of human luck is lost, and the road of the great road is suffering and tormenting.

Every time Sun Wukong takes a step, he feels that his body weighs ten thousand catties, and every time he walks a mile, there are countless mortals chanting the chaotic sounds of the world of mortals to disturb their murderous intentions.

Sun Wukong was shocked, and there was a red light in his eyes, which was the bloodthirsty intention of killing wild beasts as a big demon. He suppressed the violent intention in his heart, and looked back at Tang Seng who was sitting on the white horse. A sacred Buddha's light invisible to ordinary people shelters the whole body, and it is not affected by it at all.

Seeing him turn around, Tang Seng asked, "Wukong, is there something wrong? I see your eyes are red, but your body is impatient?"

Sun Wukong forced a laugh and said: "Perhaps I didn't sleep well last night, and my eyes were a little tired. I'll be fine after a good sleep tonight."

Tang Seng nodded, but he didn't want to say too much. After all, he was just a mortal, how could he know how these demon gods were?

The two masters and apprentices began the real journey to the west.

Without the protection of the Tang Dynasty's human luck, this kind of westward journey is the real westward journey. There are hundreds of hardships, thousands of calamities, and all kinds of difficulties. Ordinary people simply cannot take on this important task.

Sun Wukong has the realm of Daluo Jinxian, and his Taoist heart is tenacious. Even after walking for dozens of miles like this, he still feels mentally and mentally exhausted, and he is exhausted from suppressing evil thoughts.

As for the Tang monk's ordinary body, even though he is protected by a tin staff and cassock, he still suffers from back pain after running for a day.

But at this time, he was walking in the wilderness, and he couldn't see half a person, and there was nowhere to stay, so he could only practice overnight in the wilderness.

That night, not only Tang Seng slept very deeply, but even Monkey King fell into a deep sleep.Even with his great Luo Jinxian's ability, he felt exhausted to resist this kind of bloodthirsty killing intent.

On the second day, continue to set off.

In the vast wilderness, the endless brilliance of the sky descended from the nine-day sky, oppressing Sun Wukong's heart, and even more demonic thoughts of killing and chasing his heart entered his ears.

Tang Seng, like Sun Wukong, is walking the road of the world, and he is also walking the road of heaven. The road of the world has the pain of exhaustion, the scorching heat of the day, and the rumbling of hunger.

On the way to the road, there is the tempering of the will of heaven, the test of massacres, and the test of ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties.

There is physical labor, but also mental suffering.

Even though Tang Seng was protected by cassock and tin staff, he still felt bored, and his daily journey was tormenting his mind.

Sun Wukong has no cassock and tin staff to protect him, and he suffers even more. The irritability and boredom in his heart accumulate more and more, and the pressure grows stronger. He endures the oppression of heaven every day. The feeling is really unbearable.

Just like being in the universe, except for the whole body, even hundreds of millions of light-years are supreme majesty, this feeling of being overwhelmed has no end to space, nor end to time, boundless, endless torture!
　Author's words: Hungry Fish just said that due to the exam review, the update cannot be guaranteed recently, and it can only be updated on a weekly basis. It did not say that eunuchs are needed, and the concubines are wronged!
　　
　
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