MTL - The Monkey King-Chapter 777 : Home of the Hero

   For a moment, all the Buddhas were stunned.

   "Hold on!" Zhengfa Ming Tathagata shouted violently, instantly awakening everyone.

  Manjusri frowned, so he had to bite the bullet and pinch his hands. The wall of light was propped up again.

   Those Buddhas had to keep up with them one by one.

   A few miles away, King Jizo gritted his teeth and had to join the sequence supporting the light wall.

   With a loud bang, the **** soldier smashed into the wall of light again, shaking the ground!

   bowed his head, Zhengfa Ming Tathagata suddenly noticed that the six-eared macaque held up the golden hoop hand and paused.

   "Don't put it on soon! Do you want to wait to die?"

   Hearing this, the six-eared macaque had no choice but to close his eyes and ruthless, and buckled the golden hoop on his head.

   Amidst the whistling wind, another **** soldier swept in.

   Everyone stared blankly.

  …

In the   Tushita Palace, Lao Jun stared motionlessly at the empty ground in front of him.

Inside the    Nutella Shrine, Subhuti clenched his fists slightly.

   In the empty hall, the Tathagata slowly closed his eyes.

  …

   A loud bang. This time, the wall of light was completely shattered. Even with the addition of King Jizo, they couldn't hold back the monkey's blow.

   Countless Buddhas were flung out like shooting stars, and golden blood drew arcs in the sky.

   The lotus pedestal was broken, and Manjushri fell back, and it was difficult for him to stop.

   In the air, the figure of the monkey slowly fell. The moment he landed, he staggered and almost fell. The hand holding the iron soldier was trembling, and drops of blood seeped out from the tiger's mouth, spreading little by little along the lines of the iron soldier, flowing and dripping.

   He gasped deeply, as if exhausted.

   raised his head, he saw the six-eared macaque who had been kneeling in front of Zhengfa Ming Tathagata slowly got up.

   turned around, and the monkey saw the gleaming gold hoop above his head.

   At this moment, the monkey froze for a moment.

   Not just because of that golden hoop. It's more because... He saw the peace he had never seen before on the face of the six-eared macaque.

   Yes, peacefully. There is no trace of hostility, a six-eared macaque completely different from the original. It's like a completely different person.

   A gust of wind swept across his cheeks, fluffing slightly. He watched the monkey silently.

   "You, still put on..."

   "I have to wear it." The six-eared macaque said lightly.

   "Then why can't I wear it?" The monkey narrowed his eyes slightly and hummed, "Don't make excuses for anything you do."

   The six-eared macaque did not answer.

   Countless lightning flashes in the sky. Not only in the sky, but in every corner of the surroundings, there are faintly visible lightnings dancing.

   Behind that, I saw Zhengfa Ming Tathagata take a slight step backward, his hand knife slashed from his wrist, and immediately, golden blood floated out.

  Those scattered blood flowed in the air in an orderly manner like a meandering river, slowly heading towards the six-eared macaque.

"You don't have a body, so to defeat him, you first need a body. The poor monk can use half of his cultivation to reshape a body for you. But first you must convert to Buddhism, otherwise, the new body will experience Repulsed from your original strength. That's one of the reasons why you must wear a golden hoop."

  The six-eared macaque slowly turned his head and glanced at the meandering river flowing towards him, standing quietly, not dodging or evading.

   Soon, golden blood touched his back. As if fainted, along his back, his hair began to turn from dark gold to complete gold.

  Suddenly, the eyes of the six-eared macaque turned red, and the tears fell down his cheeks little by little, and he couldn't stop it no matter what.

  The six-eared macaque wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands and asked softly, "This...what is this?"

  Zhengfa Ming Tathagata said: "This is your anger and memory."

   "Fighting?"

   "You can only truly reshape your body when you drain all the anger and what it's attached to."

   "This is what I have always stood by." The monkey not far away said: "You never have a memory, these are at most a few fragments left."

   Those tears are still falling continuously, that is the monkey's anger, and it is also his memory. Every drop of anger is attached to the tears. That was eight hundred years of suffering.

  The six-eared macaque stretched out his hand and clasped the golden hoop above his head, howling in pain, struggling, and roaring: "I don't want it! Take it away! Take it away—!"

   At this moment, just the eruption of one percent of the fragments was enough to make him collapse. He stumbled and ran, and fell to the ground, curled up in a ball, struggling.

   However, the Faming Tathagata behind him still did not stop. He gritted his teeth and desperately released his cultivation base from his body, mixed it with the blood, and injected it into the six-eared macaque little by little.

  The surrounding rivers have long since stopped, the clouds in the sky are flowing, and the surrounding mountains and rivers are slowly collapsing.

   The six-eared macaque wailed hysterically and rolled over. He felt that everything was slowly fading and becoming normal. He felt that everything around him was becoming illusory and untouchable. Only the pain was so real.

   This feeling is so similar to that in the void.

   If so, why did he wear this gold hoop?

   At this moment, the only real thing for him, the only thing he could feel the temperature of, was the tears in the corners of his eyes. But those tears are leaving him again.

   He roared frantically, trying to stop all this, but unfortunately, there was no turning back.

   Yang Chan and the others in the distance were too shocked to close their mouths.

   All around the Buddhas who were knocked down by monkeys got up one by one and sat cross-legged. In an instant, the chanted Buddhist scriptures spread to every corner of the world.

   In a trance, the six-eared macaque seemed to feel that while everything was fading away, there was a ray of golden light shining in the west.

  The chanting of Buddhist scriptures filled his ears, and the golden light in front was guiding his way.

   Gradually, he stopped struggling and just stared blankly at the west. His eyes were as empty as a dead man.

   Looking at the six-eared macaque, the monkey hummed.

   In Journey to the West in the previous life, when Sun Wukong put on the golden hoop, was it the same scene?

   This is the hero's... home?

The    monkey pursed his lips and smiled, helplessly, staring blankly at the six-eared macaque that was already like a corpse. Slowly closed his eyes.

   The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and smashed his iron soldiers towards Zhengfa Ming Tathagata.

   Zhengfa Ming Tathagata hurriedly dodged away, but at the same time, the blood between his wrists was still pouring into the body of the six-eared macaque.

   A stick failed, and the monkey dragged its tired body and swept out another stick.

   King Jizo made his move.

   He flew to the side of Zhengfa Ming Tathagata, and with a slight push, he pushed Zhengfa Ming Tathagata away, deftly dodging the monkey's attack. However, he was solidly beaten by a monkey.

  Fortunately, the monkey had already lost his strength at this time, otherwise, he would have been seriously injured.

  The monkey was still not reconciled, jumped up with a shout, and hit the Tianling Gai, who was aiming at the righteous Faming Tathagata, and hit it hard.

   This time, it was Manjusri who flew away and threw away Zhengfa Ming Tathagata.

   From the beginning to the end, the Tathagata Zhengfa Mingrulai is devoted to injecting his own blood into the six-eared macaque.

   "What are you waiting for? Why don't you take advantage of his illness to kill him!" The monkey shouted suddenly.

   Hearing this, everyone in the distance suddenly woke up. The demon generals rushed forward one by one with their weapons in hand.

  Those Buddhas who were already badly wounded hurried to fight.

   For a while, the two sides slaughtered into a ball, but both of them had already lost their strength. It looked like a group of children were rolling in a quagmire, completely losing their original momentum.

  Yang Jian, who was still standing in the distance, sighed softly, turned his head, and suddenly found that besides his younger sister Yang Chan, who had not joined the battle, there was another person standing beside him—Xuan Zang.

   "Mage...Are you okay?"

   Xuanzang shook his head slowly, blinked his eyes and looked at everything in front of him without saying a word.

   "Master, it's not safe here, or let me..."

   Before Yang Jian finished speaking, Xuanzang slowly shook his head again. The lips became tighter and tighter.

   After a long time, he sighed softly: "The poor monk wanted to cross all living beings, so he set foot on this westward journey. But..."

   raised his head, he looked at the vast sky and said: "All beings are suffering because of this. Does the Dao demonstrated in this way really make sense?"