From the black robe, the battle of the heavens begins

With the passing of each reincarnation, Sun Wukong gradually realized that the world he lived in was changing, and the world became closer and closer to the world he originally remembered.

In this reincarnation, the gods have lost their eternal life and can only rely on spiritual accumulation to survive. Even gods and Buddhas have shown signs of plundering spiritual accumulation and harvesting sentient beings.

This can't help but make Sun Wukong, who is gradually losing consciousness, doubt: Is he in a new world after his rebirth, or is he immersed in the memories of his previous life?

This sense of uncertainty hung over him like a fog, making him feel confused and confused.

“Oh oh oh~~~”

The sharp and clear rooster's crow suddenly sounded in Sun Wukong's ears, like a sharp sword piercing the silence before dawn.

Then, a ray of warm and soft morning sun penetrated the clouds, like a gentle hand caressing the earth.

However, for Sun Wukong, who had turned into a solid stone and had been unconscious for a long time, this ray of sunlight became a magic spell to wake him up.

As if being shocked by electricity, Sun Wukong suddenly woke up from his deep sleep and stood up.

He stared wide-eyed at the slowly rising sun outside the window. The golden light shone on him, outlining a lonely and resolute silhouette.

After coming back to his senses, Sun Wukong began to look around. This familiar yet unfamiliar environment made him feel confused for a moment.

Every plant, tree, stone and water here seems to bear traces of the past, but it seems to be covered with a thin veil, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

At this moment, except for the cockcrow outside the window, everything was silent. For a long time, Sun Wukong stood there motionless, like a sculpture.

Suddenly, he felt a coolness pass through the corner of his eyes. He stretched out his hand and wiped it gently, and there was a drop of crystal tears.

He subconsciously covered his heart, only to feel a stinging pain in his heart, and an indescribable sense of loss surged into his heart like a tide.

Finally, Sun Wukong murmured to himself as if he had just woken up from a dream: "It turns out... I have returned to the original place - the Xiliang Women's Kingdom. Are those dreams?"

Before he finished speaking, his body began to tremble involuntarily, as if he was carrying a huge burden.

At this moment, endless loss spread wantonly in Sun Wukong's heart like a flood that broke a dam.

There seemed to be a huge, bottomless hole deep in his heart, and that endless feeling of emptiness was overwhelming, almost swallowing up his consciousness completely.

"Quer...will you come to me again in this life?"

Sun Wukong whispered in despair, his voice full of helplessness and longing.

At this moment, how much he hoped that everything he had experienced in his dream was not an illusion, but a real memory of his past life!

Because, if it was just a sweet dream, then all the good memories about Que'er were just his imagination.

In this case, Que'er does not exist in the world at all. How can he bear such a cruel fact?

"Why...why do you want me to wake up!"

Sun Wukong looked up to the sky and roared, his grief and anger beyond words, as if he was telling the whole world the unspeakable pain in his heart.

"It's so noisy, what are you barking at?"

"Why are you shouting so early in the morning? Don't you know I'm tired after a long night?"

"Look, another one is crazy. This is the first time!"

With the deafening roar of Sun Wukong that resounded through the sky, the whole world quickly became active as if the start button was pressed in an instant.

All of a sudden, all kinds of noisy and chaotic sounds came like a tide, with curses and complaints coming and going, and they continued to reach Sun Wukong's ears from all directions.

These sounds intertwined together to form a chaotic and noisy symphony, which made Monkey King feel a true feeling about the world in his heart.

At the same time, the constant noise also made Sun Wukong realize that the various experiences he had experienced seemed to be not just his own, but that other people had had similar experiences, and they were very common.

So, without hesitation, he used his magical power, transformed into a wisp of gentle breeze, and in the blink of an eye appeared next to the person who was chattering endlessly. He was in urgent need of an answer.

When the man saw Sun Wukong suddenly appearing, his face showed a look of horror at first, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

However, when he realized that Sun Wukong did not have any ill intentions, he calmed down a little.

Sun Wukong stared at the person in front of him with burning eyes and asked eagerly: "How many times has this female Bodhisattva appeared here in a situation like mine? What happened to them after that!"

Faced with Sun Wukong's inquiry, the man replied eloquently: "Brother, your situation is not uncommon in our daughter country.

In most cases, they accidentally fall into the sweet dream set by the Nightmare God.

In that dream, destined people can often catch a glimpse of the past or the future. Some people will be intoxicated by the beauty and are reluctant to wake up! "

It turned out that the person speaking was also a woman with rich experience and broad knowledge.

You must know that in this daughter's kingdom, those women who have not yet found a suitable husband to give charity often fall into such dreams and release their desires with phantom dragons.

Sometimes, guests will break into their dreams and spend that wonderful spring night with them.

After experiencing such a strange dream encounter, all of these guests wanted to find them in the real world and firmly believed that they were their destined good matches.

Moreover, the emotional stickiness between the two parties became stronger and stronger, as if they were tightly pulled by an invisible force.

This kind of thing has long been common in the Kingdom of Women.

However, she didn't know what type of guest she was.

Despite this, she patiently explained everything to Sun Wukong.

After listening to this explanation, Sun Wukong thanked him: "Thank you, female Bodhisattva, for answering my questions!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and gently touched the back of his head, pulled out a golden hair, and handed it to the other party as a sincere thank-you gift.

As long as he held this hair token, he could use his ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and he solemnly promised to give the other party a precious opportunity to be by his side.

The woman took the hair with both hands, and carefully felt the mysterious power of the contract contained in it. She was filled with joy and chanted the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, thank you for your generous gift!"

"No thanks, no thanks!"

Faced with the woman's thanks, Sun Wukong waved his hands and left the room quickly.