Sun Wukong's life simulator

Chapter 178
What is the plan of Patriarch Styx? Without more clues, Sun Wukong can't figure it out, so he can only keep this question in his heart for the time being, and look for opportunities to explore later.

Next, the lamp and Mara's other talismans went their separate ways.

Just as everyone was about to leave, there was another commotion from the upper reaches of the Ruoshui River.

Whoa!

A golden-winged roc bird flapped its wings in a messy breath, and came to the front in the blink of an eye.

It was Yu Yixian, half of his wings were cut off by Mo Luo, and he came here in a hurry after recovering from some injuries with pain.

It was not to save the ancient Buddha Randeng, but he noticed a familiar breath.

"Senior Brother Zhao!" The Feather Wing Fairy turned into a man with an eagle beak, and saluted Zhao Gongming excitedly, as if seeing a relative.

"You..." Zhao Gongming was stunned for a moment, then he immediately came to his senses, "The restriction on you is gone?"

"That's right." Yu Yixian quickly explained, "The old lamp that burns the lamp, cheated me into eating one hundred and eight rosary beads and turned it into a snack, but I put a restriction in my heart, so I can only recognize him as the master.

Now that he is dead, the great immortal is free, and he should return to Jiejiao! "

"Okay, okay!" Zhao Gongming laughed heartily, "Come back to the heaven with me to meet the second senior sister."

"Second Senior Sister?" Yu Yixian drooled when she heard this, and cried bitterly, "I haven't eaten the snacks made by Second Senior Sister for a long, long time, I miss her so much.

There is also the third senior sister, she always likes to pluck the feathers of the Great Immortal Ben.

And Fourth Senior Sister, Fourth Senior Sister, she..."

Speaking of this, Feather Wing Fairy cried like a child tens of thousands of years old.

Everyone was silent, this honest roc was originally a disciple of Jiejiao's outer sect, and he joined Chanjiao only after he was subdued by Ran Deng's plan.

As for the fourth disciple of the Jiejiao Saint, the Holy Mother of Guiling, her soul was scattered and her true spirit was annihilated during the Great Tribulation of Conferring the Gods.

"Everyone, Lao Zhao will take a step first." Zhao Gongming felt sorry for him, and after bowing to everyone, he left Ruoshui River with Yu Yixian.

"The wind is not calm, the waves are not calm." Patriarch Styx shook his head, but he didn't stay for long, and disappeared with the Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan.

"My dear brother, don't forget to drink again next time." Only the voice of the Bull Demon King came faintly.

Sun Wukong smiled and cupped his hands, as long as they are still alive and have not lost their freedom like Yu Yixian, then they can say anything.

"The storm is indeed not over, we should go back to the Heavenly Court." Emperor Zhenwu sighed.

Mara's execution is of course a good thing.

But the ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp is also dead. This is the past Buddha of Buddhism, and he was once the deputy leader of the interpretation of religion. The relationship with all parties in the three realms is intricate. Now that he has fallen, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble.

Thinking of this, Emperor Zhenwu looked at Monkey King with deep meaning in his eyes.

Before Mo Luo swallowed the lamp, Sun Wukong had a chance to block it with an arrow, but the arrow did not shoot out.

Of course he knew the reason, because Fairy Yuyi had already said that it was Ran Deng who wanted to subdue Monkey King.

That being the case, how could it be possible to rescue him.

The grudge is clear.

Emperor Zhenwu had a new understanding of the Monkey King.

"Hey..." Sun Wukong sensed Emperor Zhenwu's gaze, and naturally understood what he was thinking, but he didn't care.

The burning lamp was killed by Mara, so what has it to do with him?

In short, the catastrophe is finally over.

The death calamity brought to him by Randeng and Mo Luo are all counterattacks against him.

And under his arrangement, in the end, both of the two death catastrophes died.

"Prudence and fortune are together, let Lao Sun survive this death, where will Lao Sun's fate go?" Sun Wukong looked at the vast and weak water, and his thoughts drifted away with the rolling river.

"Great Sage, when I get back to the Heavenly Court, I will definitely ask you how to shoot arrows. You can't refuse." Nezha said suddenly from the side.

"It's easy to say." Sun Wukong put his hands behind his back, and he became airy again.

Emperor Zhenwu just smiled and shook his head.

Then they borrowed hell and left the Ruoshui Riverside.

I don't know how long it has passed, but this space has become quiet.

In the turbulent boundless gray mist of chaos, the weak water river [-] miles wide was rolling and flowing, not knowing where it was going.

In the sky above the Ruoshui River, where Mo Luo had been annihilated before, a black streamer suddenly emerged from the void, enveloped by a mysterious and invisible force, it flew straight to the other bank of the Ruoshui River.

There is the largest crack in the world left behind after the prehistoric world was broken - the abyss of darkness.

The black streamer entered the abyss of darkness and hid in the darkness.

Suddenly, the black streamer seemed to feel an inexplicable attraction, and continued walking in the darkness.

Finally, in the depths of the abyss of darkness, I saw a black lotus platform glowing faintly with purple light.

As if it was destined, the black streamer suddenly disappeared into the lotus platform.

call!
Immediately, infinite demonic energy gathered and merged into the black streamer.

After an unknown amount of time, the black streamer turned into an illusory phantom, sitting cross-legged on the black lotus platform.

Its appearance is similar to Mara, but there are no magic lines on its face, and it looks more like Kinnara in white.

The difference is that he is covered in a black robe, and has a head of long black hair that hangs over his shoulders.

"Sun Wukong, so it's you." Moying suddenly opened his eyes and smiled.

He swallowed the lamp, and knew the big secret that the lamp told before he died, so he also knew what he should do next.

"Everything has a law, and there is lawlessness..."

"From today onwards, Mara is dead, and this deity shall be the Heavenless Buddha."

"Since it is hard to distinguish between good and evil, good and evil in the three realms of conditioned dharma, then let the deity tell them what is good and evil, what is right and what is evil!"

"almost!"

"With this world-destroying black lotus, this deity will soon be able to cultivate a great demon body!"

Wutian Buddha smiled coldly, closed his eyes again, sat cross-legged on the black lotus platform, and entered into a deep level of cultivation.

The illusory phantom condensed by a wisp of remnant soul began to solidify little by little.

……

To the north of the Heavenly Court, Doufu still stands in that bright galaxy.

Zhao Gongming came here with Yu Yixian.

"Greetings to Second Senior Sister." Fairy Yu Yi saluted with tears in her eyes.

"Just come back." The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit helped him up with a smile on her face, and carefully arranged his clothes.

"Second Senior Sister..." Yu Yixian wanted to say something, but his stomach made a thunderous sound, obviously hungry, he lowered his head in shame.

"You foodie, I haven't seen you in 1000 years, why do you still look like this, you get hungry every time you fight." Zhao Gongming laughed beside him.

Feather Wing Fairy scratched his head, it was because of his gluttony that he was subdued by Ran Deng.

"I still have some snacks here, let's eat." The Holy Mother of Jinling also shook her head with a smile, and with a wave of her hand, there was a table of all kinds of exquisite snacks on the table next to her.

Immediately, Feather Wing Fairy's eyes lit up, drooling, she stepped up to the table, and started eating without any worries.

After being calculated by Ran Deng once, if others give him snacks again, no matter how honest he is, he will be wary.

But for Second Senior Sister, he didn't have any precautions.

Because when he joined the Jiejiao, he was just a little Jinpeng who had just broken his shell, and it was the second senior sister who fed him with all kinds of food.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious, it's still the taste of the East China Sea, there are nine-leaf lotus heart from Penglai Island, Lihuo jujube... and the Qiling Hanquan from Jinao Island..." Yu Yixian muttered while eating.

As he spoke, he burst into tears again.

The Holy Mother of Jinling and Zhao Gongming both sighed softly.

Penglai Island, Jinao Island... Those were the best years of the Jiejiao disciples, and I will never see them again.

Afterwards, they settled down the full Feather Wing Fairy before talking about business.

"Senior sister, according to my investigation, there is indeed something hidden behind the lamp, and that Bo Yikao is also working for him." Zhao Gongming said solemnly.

"I know." The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit just nodded slightly.

"I know? Then why did Senior Sister want me to investigate?" Zhao Gongming was puzzled, "This time I wasted a lot of time to check the lamp. If it weren't for Monkey King's own cleverness, Mo Luo might not have killed the lamp.
And the last time you knew that the ancient demon court was hidden in the land of Beiming, you also asked me to investigate it. In the end, it was Monkey King himself who invited the masters of the ancient dragon clan to resolve the disaster. "

"Only by doing this, can those eyes believe all this." The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit looked normal.

"Eyes?" Zhao Gongming frowned slightly, quickly understood the meaning, and sighed softly: "In this way, senior sister's recent moves are all dangerous moves. If you make a wrong move, you will lose the whole game."

"There is nothing infallible in this world." The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit smiled lightly, "What we have to do is to try our best to find a glimmer of hope for success in the midst of countless failures. Even if we fail in the end, we will have no regrets."

"Among my Jiejiao disciples, apart from that fat man who betrayed the religion, my senior sister understands the word "Jiezi" the most thoroughly." Zhao Gongming sighed.

"Is there anything else? Go back if you have nothing to do." The Holy Mother of Jinling walked to the side of the fairy pond and fiddled with her tea.

"There is one thing, please don't blame me, Senior Sister." Zhao Gongming hesitated.

"You are the famous Zhao Gongming. No one has time to flatter you, so they rush to make friends with you. Who dares to blame you." The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit did not even raise her head, and was serious about washing the tea set.

As soon as Zhao Gongming heard it, he knew that the senior sister had probably heard about the forced favors of the ancestor Minghe, so he didn't dare to hide anything at the moment, he said with a smile: "Senior sister, I really don't blame me this time, it is the ancestor Minghe. I have to return Dinghaizhu,
I can't lose face to him in public for his ancient power, can I? "

"That's a cunning old man. If you usually sell him a favor, it's not a big deal." The Holy Mother of Jinling said softly, "But giving a favor at this juncture may cause him to figure out a lot of things."

"I was worried about this, so I refused directly at that time." Zhao Gongming nodded quickly, "It's just that I didn't expect that he would push his junior out."

"Forget it, it's a good fate after all, just be more careful next time." The Holy Mother of Jinling still lowered her head and fiddled with the tea.

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming politely bowed and left.

After a long time, suddenly drops of blood were seen falling down on the table, staining the tea set that had just been cleaned red.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit raised her head, and blood dripped down her white chin.

Her eyes, nose, mouth corners, ears... her bloody face was full of sneers, "If you have the ability, kill me directly, who will show this little trick?"

　Thanks for the tip of the hoof of the storm, Xie Xie ('ω')!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)