Beyond the Divine States

Time is like a turbid river.

Bones from ancient times to the present are buried deep in them, broken halberds sink into sand, and sold into deep red rust, which is hard to identify the origin after being polished.

Between the clouds and the dust, the eyes of Ju Fu have been opened, which is the eye of fire made in Zhenjun's furnace, tearing apart the heavy dust.

He seems to have trudged from the river of time, his feet pulled out of the mud and stepped firmly on the earth.

He raised his head and looked at the long lost sky that he had not seen for five hundred years. The past came like water.

……

"Master, I want to hear the story of the great sage of Qi Tian."

The young monkey has beautiful golden hair. It looks up at the boy in white in front of him. His eyes are full of expectation.

"Qi Tian Da Sheng..."

The boy in white coughed twice and asked, "where was the last sermon?"

The young monkey blurted out: "the great sage steps on the auspicious clouds to kill the heavenly court. He sweeps 100000 heavenly soldiers and generals with one stick. He enters the Tongming hall and outside the Lingxiao hall. He turns the world upside down and kills all the immortals. They dare not look up!"

The young monkey's voice is tender, but full of yearning look.

"Oh, there..." the boy in white nodded, as if in memory.

The young monkey nodded and asked, "what happened later? What happened to the great sage? "

The boy in White said slowly: "later... Later, the Jade Emperor asked the Buddha to help him. After hearing the imperial edict, the Buddha went and made a bet with the great sage to see if he could turn out the palm of his hand. The great sage ascended the clouds and sailed for a thousand miles, but he still couldn't get out. So the Tathagata turned his palm and turned the five elements mountain into gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and suppressed the great sage at the foot of the five elements mountain. "

The excited look on the young golden monkey's face became more and more pale, and finally he was stunned.

He thought the master would continue to talk about the great sage's smashing the five elements mountain and killing him back to heaven. But the boy in white sat quietly, his hands flat on the left and right armrests, and didn't say a word.

"For... Why?" The young monkey's face was full of disappointment. He was shocked and said: "why... The great sage is so powerful, how can he be pressed at the foot of the mountain?"

The boy in White said a very simple answer: "because the enemy is too strong."

This is the first memory of the golden haired baby monkey. He can't forget his loss at that time. He only vaguely sees a patient face covered with dust in the years. He seems to be looking at it from time to time, but the imaginary sage never opens his eyes to himself.

Still unconvinced, the young monkey asked, "what happened later? Can't Da Sheng be locked up for a lifetime? He's going to get out and take the golden cudgel to the sky again, right

The boy in white shook his head and said, "the great sage has been oppressed for 500 years. 500 years later, a monk from the Tang Dynasty went west to seek the Sutra. When he passed the five elements mountain, the monk released him."

"Datang? Where is the Tang Dynasty? "

"Well... This is the story your uncle hatshi told me. He told me that the Tang Dynasty is a very old Dynasty."

"Oh... What happened later? Where did the great sage go afterwards? "

"Later, the great sage set foot on the way to Lingshan in the west to seek the Sutra from the Buddha."

"Ah? Seeking the true Scripture? Didn't you lose a fight? Ask him, "what do you want to do?" The little monkey was indignant.

The boy in white replied, "you can become a Buddha after seeking scriptures."

The little golden monkey asked, "become a Buddha? What is the purpose of becoming a Buddha? "

"That's what you need to think about." The boy in White said, "this story is still a long one. I will finish it with you later."

The boy in white stood up from his chair.

The light outside was so bright that the room looked even darker.

Looking at his lonely back, the little monkey asked, "master, i... I heard them say that you seem to be the reincarnation of some great God. You have shot down many suns. I have heard many people tell your stories. I think you are as powerful as the great sage in the story."

The young man in white seems to be moving, but there is no wind in his white clothes.

"Really..." he looked at the door and said, "we are all poor people trapped at the foot of the five elements mountain."

With these words, he left quietly.

The little monkey can't help catching up. He has a lot of doubts.

"Master, there are so many powerful people in the world. Why do you choose me? I don't think I can do anything." Little monkey is not confident.

"It's evil poetry that sent me to you." The boy in White said, "he chose you. I'm just in charge of being your teacher."

"Evil poetry..." the little monkey asked, "who is the evil poetry?"

"He was the head of our village. Later he was captured by bad people. He told me many stories about the unknown dynasties before." The boy in White said, "let me find you before he is captured."

"Me? Do I have anything special? I don't even know where I'm from. " The little monkey scratched his ears and gills.

"You came out of a crack in the stone." The boy in White said with a smile.

……

The white clouds in the sky flow away, and the river in the world gurgles for a few years.

"Monkeys can never step into the same river, because the monkeys in front of the river have become people and learned to use tools."

The little monkey grew up. He wore a hat and sat on the branch of a big tree. He shared his philosophy with the sparrow on the tree. The sparrow chirped and responded.

Sparrow is willing to listen to its nagging, just because the monkey is good-looking, and it is the best looking and most powerful of all the monkeys it has ever seen.

"What new spell have you learned recently?"

This is a troubled time when the strong are respected. Sparrow is not interested in his philosophy.

Little monkey's roots and bones are excellent. He has been practicing with his master for many years. He knows all kinds of magical powers, such as sitting on fire, entering water, resisting the wind, spitting out flames, borrowing the wind, and spreading fog. He can pick them up in a moment.

But he didn't seem to be so interested in these supernatural ways, because it was much worse than the real supernatural powers in myths and legends.

He once asked master, saying that he wanted to learn the magic skill of bending bow to shoot the sun. Master sat alone in his chair. His face looked very young, but the sense of fatigue permeated from his bones.

After a long time, he shook his head and said he couldn't find his bow.

The little monkey was a little disappointed. He asked Nuwa, Fuxi and Pangu if their stories were true or false? Can people in the past really cultivate so much?

The boy in white nodded and said, "it's true. Although they are no longer here, their names will be handed down for many years. That's the name of heroes."

The name of a hero

The sparrow looked at the absent-minded little monkey and asked, "what are you thinking?"

The little monkey looked back and said seriously, "I'm thinking, I don't know my name yet."

Sparrow said with a smile, "don't you always say that you want to be a great sage?"

The little monkey shook his head and said, "that's the name of the hero, not my name. I... I don't know what I should call."

Sparrows are hopping about on the branches. They don't care about it. They have no names for generations.

In this precarious turbulent times, the name is a very luxurious thing, anyone can have it, but can't leave it, only those ancient god's honorary name can be handed down.

"No, I think I need a name, and you, too!" The little monkey said seriously.

"Name?" The sparrow shook his head and said, "what do I want that thing for?"

The little monkey said, "of course, it's to distinguish you from other sparrows."

"Sparrow said:" I was not born special, and I don't feel any special. They also said that although sparrow is small, it's also silly. So, in my little brain, I just need to put something as happy as sunshine, rain and dew. The name is too luxurious. I dare not have it. "

The little sparrow said so, the little monkey with hat could not give an answer and comfort.

He looked at the little sparrow and said seriously, "don't worry, I've worshipped the most powerful master in the world. I'm sure I can learn the most powerful martial arts and help you smash a free sky."

"Free sky?" "What is in the sky of freedom?" asked the sparrow

This question has once again baffled it.

"On the free sky..." he thought seriously for a while and said: "there are sun, moon, stars, white clouds, wind and..."

"What's the difference between that sky and the present one?" Asked the little sparrow.

The little monkey was very distressed. He thought the sparrow was not stupid at all. He seriously explained: "there is a huge devil outside the high sky. He wants to eat all people and animals. If we don't defeat him, we will be eaten sooner or later."

The sparrow shook his head again: "I will not be eaten by it, I will be eaten by the eagle. I'll never fly that high. I'm not afraid of invisible demons. I'm only afraid of eagles

Listening to the sparrow's words, the little monkey could not retort any more. On this day, he understood that there was an invisible gap between the spirits. It was very hard for most of life to grasp the present things. It was doomed to be lonely to fight against the sky.

"Master, I want a name."

After returning to the cabin, the little monkey looked at the boy in white and said solemnly.

The boy in white put down his pen, looked at him and said, "there is an ape demon named Ju Fu in the book of mountains and seas. You can call it Ju Fu."

My father

Master's words were calm and easy-going, but he wrote the name down in his heart.

From then on, he was called Ju Fu.

At the moment, he does not know what kind of towering hero will be behind the name.

"Master, what are you doing?" Ju Fu looked at the boy who was lying at his desk and asked.

The boy in white explained, "it's a suicide note. I'm preparing for what's going on behind me."

"Posthumous letter?" Ju Fu was surprised: "how could master die?"

"I've died many times, this time I'll die again. I don't know if I'll have a chance to wake up." Said the boy in white.

"How could that be?" The joy of the father's name was diluted.

"It doesn't matter. You're still alive, and a lot of people are still alive. Since ancient times, it has never been flesh and blood, but will. " The boy in white looked at him gently, as if watching the burning fireworks.

His father raised his head and said nothing to each other. At the moment, he was still like a monkey, but he put on his martial arts costume and looked very proud.

The boy in White said, "I'll continue to tell you the story of the great sage. Where did I tell you last time?"

Ju Fu said, "when it comes to the real Walker and the fake Monkey King!"

"Oh, that time..."

……

Ju Fu sits on the rock, watching the wind and cloud flow, and the story about the great sage is getting farther and farther away. The lawless great sage in the story wears the hoop curse, carries the black iron magic stick all the way to the west, and gradually goes away.

He's also growing up.

Recently, there are always demons at the foot of the mountain. He also follows others to kill demons and demons. His dream is to become a saint beyond the story, so he is the most active in killing demons. In recent years, he has experienced several deadly battles, and many famous demons have fallen under his iron rod.

Of course, this is not the sea god needle in the story, so he also broke many roots.

He also likes to name the monsters he defeated, such as deer power, tiger power, dog power, great immortal, golden horn, silver horn, copper horn demon king and so on. He fancies that he is a great saint. He doesn't need to go to the immortal court to move rescue soldiers and borrow magic weapons. He just needs to use one stick in his hand to break ten thousand methods and nine to clear everything in front of him.

Today, he killed a notorious Bull Demon and named it the Bull Demon King.

In order to kill the cow demon, he chased thousands of miles.

The cow demon's huge body fell in the pool of blood. It stared at his father and asked, "why do you want to kill me?"

Ju Fu replied, "because you have done many evil deeds and killed many people."

"But I have many people who have been killed by you," said the Bull Demon King

"Because you give in to the devil, you turn your back on this earth." He said.

The Bull Demon King laughed miserably: "is it more noble to fight than to yield? We just want to live... In this world, don't we even have the qualification to live? "

Ju Fu looked at the Bull Demon King and said, "you have your choice, but we are looking for a real way out for the living beings. You can muddle along, but you should not get in the way."

"There is no way in the world, unless you can escape from the sky and escape to the stars outside," said the Bull Demon King

"The stars outside." But Ju Fu really nodded: "if there is a way, then I will take you there."

But the Bull Demon King went crazy, "you monkey demon monkey, what are you pretending to be merciful! How much blood is on your hand? Seeking freedom is just an excuse to kill, isn't it

Ju Fu did not waver: "I do not love killing, I want peace."

He held his father down with a stick and killed him.

He went back to the cabin, and the boy in white sat on the steps in front of the door, as if waiting for someone.

"I have nothing to teach you." The boy in white looked at him with a happy smile.

Ju Fu shook his head and said, "no, the story of the great sage is not finished yet."

"Well, there's only one chapter left."

The boy in white put his hands on his knees, looked ahead and began to tell the ending of the story which had been told off and on for many years.

My father was listening.

He is a monkey. He grows slowly. Now he looks like a little monkey, but he has grown a lot.

He listened to the last chapter quietly.

If in the past, he may be happy that the great sage has gone through all kinds of hardships to obtain the true scriptures, or he may be depressed that such a free man as the great sage has finally become a champion of Buddhism.

But he didn't say anything now, just quietly listened to the long-awaited ending.

"What is Buddha?" He asked.

"What do you think that is?" Asked the boy in white.

Thinking about what he had seen and heard over the years, Ju Fu lowered his head and said slowly, "I have never seen a real Buddha, but I have seen many Buddhas in the world.

They are gold and bronze statues sitting on the lotus platform. People kneel down to worship them and offer incense to seek protection. Many of those believers are very pitiful. They are either suffering from disease or suffering from the death of their families. I don't know if they can get relief from the Buddha, but this is the earth, not the holy mountain, nor the glazed world in the Buddhist scriptures. The only way to enjoy incense is to have an empty faith in the dark world. "

The boy in white didn't answer. He asked, "are you satisfied with the result?"

"What end?"

"The end of the great sage."

Are you satisfied with the outcome of the great sage?

When his father listened to this question, his heart suddenly jumped. It seemed that he saw an ancient river, and the scenes turned over,

He saw a road leading to the west, which was like a picture of evil. On the picture, the dark clouds were oppressed, and countless demons arched their bodies and dark magic weapons. They roared to show their ferocity and strength, and each of them was a pronoun of thousands of difficulties and dangers.

But the great sage who yearns for freedom is still in custody at the foot of the five elements mountain. His body is wrapped with chains, his pupils are burning the fire of hatred, but in front of his eyes, he is full of peach blossom.

If he was a great saint, would he go that way? Will you kill the former Jieyi brothers and become the golden and bronze statues enjoying incense?

"I see."

Ju Fu suddenly said: "the Lords of the kingdom of God in the sky, who have gone through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, come out from the blood and bone to fight for the throne of a lord of God. They use all their strength to become the vassal of demons. They seem to be guarding the world, but in fact they just give a little favor to guard a dark day that will surely come!"

"I'm not satisfied with the outcome of the great sage! I don't want that end! "

The father roared loudly, showing his real ferocious color for the first time.

The boy in white looked at him and asked, "if you become a Buddha, what will you do?"

"If I become a Buddha..."

Ju Fu thought of the people who worshiped the Buddha, and the statue of the Buddha on the lotus platform, which was covered with cassock.

"Buddha, of course, should do what Buddha should do. If I become a Buddha..."

The father said slowly, his face was no longer ferocious, but showed the compassion of Buddha, but the pupil still turned red involuntarily. He made his wish to the high sky:

"If I become a Buddha, I'll have to..."

"Pu, Du, Zhong, Sheng!"

……

Crows were crowing in the branches, forest birds were scared away, leaves fell to the ground, and the sound of raising father reverberated outside the wooden house.

The boy in white looked at him with a happy smile.

He stood up and put something into his hand.

"Here's this. Hide it."

"What is this?" Father Ju looked at the luminous object and asked.

"This is my last power. It's up to you." Said the boy in white.

Ju Fu was surprised and said, "how can I take this? Master, what's the matter with you

The young man in White said: "my enemy is coming. If you don't take it away, you will be taken away by the enemy. The enemy is very powerful. Today's master is already incomplete and not his opponent. I will die soon. But don't be in a hurry to find revenge for me. Live well and become the Buddha in your heart. Only in this way can we meet in the future."

"Power..." Ju Fu shook his head and said, "can I hold such a precious thing?"

The boy in White said: "the flame doesn't care where it burns. It can be on the candle, in the oil lamp room, in the firewood, anywhere it can burn. It can emit light and heat, dispel the darkness and cold. It will burn until the long night passes, until people forget it. This is the fire handed down from generation to generation, and now it's coming to you. "

When Ju Fu took over the power, he looked at the boy in white and asked in a trembling voice, "but I... I don't have the confidence to do it."

"Whether you can do it or not, this choice can only be given to you." "The boy in White said:" because you are from a stone crack. That stone is a star in the sky. The evil poem tells me that in the past, we were all burning stars in the sky to protect a civilization

"Dijun, Changxi, Nuwa, Qi Tian Da Sheng... All these are symbols of civilization. The stars representing their spiritual core did not extinguish in the long years, but burned the fire of civilization to today. Now that we are here, we will continue to burn on this star and complete our meaning until destruction."

Ju Fu didn't know the cause and effect, so he didn't understand.

But he also understood vaguely.

Looking at his master's face, he finally took over the power.

"How can I hide it?" He asked.

"Think of it as something you want the most, and it will be like that. In this way, the flame will not be found He said.

The father held it and closed his eyes.

The light stretched in the palm of the hand and turned into a black iron magic stick.

On the stick, there seems to be a golden fireworks burst, along the trend of iron painting and silver hook, the five characters of "Ruyi golden cudgel" are written in a flash!

The boy in white finally put down his heart: "remember what I said. I'm going to have a rest. After that, I'll work hard for you."

He went out.

The projection of fushenjun fell to him soon after.

The young man with bare hands stood in front of him.

He looked at him and said, "this time, you can't escape." The young man in white replied, "the way to the stars and the sea is never going back." Fufu killed him. He didn't fall. At that time, the autumn moon was in the sky and the cold wind was bleak. Young man looked at the moon, his ear, vaguely came the clear voice of the woman. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, the Jackdaw perches and is startled again... The year of wagging is just over. Father Ju secretly watched his death in the distance. His face was full of tears, but he knew that he could not go out. He had to become a Buddha and fulfill his vow of universal salvation. If his journey to the West had just begun, that would be his first difficulty, one that he worked hard to remember In the dust cloud of the city of 81, Ju Fu finally opened up his huge posture, which was the real indomitable spirit. His body was corroded by the force of darkness. Ke Wenzhou, who was as incomplete as a fragment, was hanging in front of him. He held the broken sword and showed a difficult smile. In the distance, Jiuling Yuansheng looked at them from a distance. The iron umbrella failed to block the impact of such destruction. The body of the green lion had been destroyed. At the moment, most of its bones were exposed, and the remaining flesh and blood were hanging in its body, and it was hissing white. On the face of the white boned lion, a cruel and compassionate smile also appeared. Father raised his head and looked into the sky. This is a long journey to the West. The Buddha is in front of us, and Lingshan is in front of us! He wants to drive out the darkness, he wants to open up the road of freedom for all souls! He wants... To live for all! After the color of emotion and remembrance passed in the pupil, Ju Fu suddenly burst out with a roar: "five hundred years have come, where are the demons?" This moment. The voice of breaking the chain and the roar of the demon king were heard almost at the same time in the northern, middle, southern and Western countries, and even on many unknown islands. On the land of China, beams of light, which have been silent for a hundred years, rise up and rush to the sky（ Thanks to Mo CHENFENG and the helmsman Blood feather fungus, language Han master reward great Xia! Thank you for your support ~ ~)