Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 139 Why Snow Is White

Yang Jiao's subordinates in Daleiyin Temple were also protected by him with black lotus early on, so they survived.

Suddenly, Yang Jiao stretched out his hand and used the broken corpses of many gods and monsters as firewood for the formation, so that all the corpses disappeared in place.

"World Honored One, is the Tathagata dead?"

Seeing that Yang Jiao had started to clean the station, the black-robed guardian couldn't help shouting excitedly.

In an instant, everyone present looked at Yang Jiao with completely different emotions.

Before he could open his mouth, in the bottomless pit, the golden light of the Buddha's rhyme rose, and suddenly, Monkey King and others showed a gleam of joy.

"Brother Monkey, I said that it is impossible for the Buddha to be defeated by this demon. Since ancient times, evil has always prevailed against good. We will definitely be able to eradicate Wutian."

Zhu Bajie swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and pulled Sun Wukong's lapel with a happy smile.

A ray of Buddha's light appeared next to them, and the Tathagata said softly with a face like gold paper:
"Now Wutian's strength is unfathomable, I am afraid that even I am not his opponent."

Speaking of this, his face became more and more difficult to understand:

"Also, Wutian's original destiny has changed, far beyond the 33-year destiny."

"what?"

Zhu Bajie looked terrified, and immediately listened to Monkey King asking:

"Buddha, if the fixed number is so easy to change, is it still fixed? There is no way to turn the situation around now?"

The Tathagata looked at Yang Jiao's calm face in the ancient well, and a golden light shone slightly, as if he saw his extremely rich celestial companion.

Zhen Yuanzi on the side also seemed to see the abnormality on Yang Jiao, and solemnly said:
"Day 49, Tian Yan [-], leaving a chance to compete with others, Wutian must have grasped the chance, and thus walked out of a dead end."

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi felt extremely bitter. The reason why he helped Sun Wukong at the beginning was not only because he was his cheap sworn brother, but also because he had calculated a secret.

So happy to follow all the way to Lingshan.

Previously in Daleiyin Temple, because Yang Jiao hid deliberately, no one noticed anything wrong, but after his attack, the secret suddenly became clear.

Tathagata and Zhen Yuanzi were immediately stunned, and Sun Wukong and Yang Jian were also unable to know the secrets of heaven because of the skills they practiced, and they are still at a loss until now.

"Brother Zhenyuan, don't be a fool. Since Wutian can seize a chance and change the fate, then we can too."

Monkey King scratched the back of his head and said hastily.

"There has never been good and evil in this world, and this world has never been unreasonable unless you have the strength."

Yang Jiao was in the void, and Yu Heilian slowly came in front of several people:
"You still don't understand, how?"

"The last solution is to have the ability to kill me, then everything is up to you."

As Yang Jiao spoke, a golden light appeared on his palm.

"Lantern relic!" Zhu Bajie exclaimed.

The reason why they didn't collect all seventeen relics was because Yang Jiao took the lamp relics away.

Yang Jiao shook the relic in his hand tightly, and suddenly the relic burst silently. He dusted up the dust in his hand, and said flatly:

"Tathagata, now that things have come to an end, I would like to cut my flesh and feed it to the eagle again, and die in martyrdom."

At the end of the sentence, except for Zhen Yuanzi, everyone else was at a loss.

"Namo Amitabha."

"All conditioned dharmas are like dream bubbles, dew and electricity, and should be viewed in this way."

Tathagata clasped his hands together, and without saying a word, his body suddenly turned into a golden light, covering Monkey King's whole body.

In the blink of an eye, the golden light transformed by the Tathagata smelted the original fifteen relics, and then guided the power of the boneless relics in Sun Wukong's body, thereby improving his cultivation base at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Buddha used his own life to turn it into a relic, reunited seventeen relics, and cultivated Brother Wukong's mana to reach the peak of the Three Realms."

Zhen Yuanzi saw that Zhu Bajie and Yang Jian had doubts on their faces, so he explained.

Not long after, Monkey King was full of arrogance and fierceness, causing the sky above Lingshan to change color, and thunder and fire blared. When the sky was covered by dark clouds, Monkey King released two golden lights from his eyes, and they went straight to the sky, and the vision was broken.

I saw Sun Wukong's phoenix-winged purple gold crown and the blood-colored cloak behind him hunting, and the golden cudgel in his hand pointed directly at Yang Jiao:
"Wutian, today's new and old hatreds will be settled together."

The golden cudgel rose vigorously and turned into a monstrous divine light. With the force of smashing the sky and the earth, it ruthlessly hit Yang Jiao's head.

The black lotus under Yang Jiao's feet, instinctively rippling the simple and introverted black light, instantly held the golden cudgel that was about to come.

"Wukong, do you know why snow is white?"

He looked indifferent, pointing to the golden cudgel with one hand:
"Because it has forgotten its own color."

"boom!"

The golden beam of light shattered inch by inch, and Monkey King was blasted to the bottom of Lingshan by a powerful force.

"Brother Monkey!"

Zhu Bajie hurriedly rushed into the smoke-filled pothole.

On the ground, Monkey King's whole body was stained with blood, the corners of his mouth were bleeding uncontrollably, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he looked sideways at the golden cudgel beside him that had shattered into pieces.

When I couldn't help but turn my mind, I wanted to restore the golden cudgel to its original state, but found that its spirituality had collapsed.

My heart trembled, and it was hard to imagine how the strength of the devil not far away could be so terrifying. It stands to reason that he now has the strongest strength that is invincible in the three realms.

How could he not be his all-in-one enemy? With an understatement, not only the golden cudgel was shattered, but even the indestructible body of King Kong suffered heavy injuries.

"How is it possible, Wutian, your strength"

Zhen Yuanzi turned pale with shock, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Jiao's chuckle:
"Oh! My strength."

He looked up at the endless void, and in the dark, he felt that after the complete extinction of the Tathagata, the mighty and majestic general trend of heaven could not stop blessing his body.

As a result, every move and style of my own contains the power of heaven, and one blow has the power to break the boundary.

After Yang Jiao waved Zhen Yuanzi into Yuxu's innate myriad transformation formation, he took a deep look at Yang Jian and knew Yang Jian's life in this life.

After a while, under his unusually defensive attitude, he whispered:
"Yang Jian, where did you come from and where did you go back? As early as 30 years ago, I issued a decree that the son of a god and man who has made great achievements can be pardoned."

Before Yang Jian could react, he found himself back at Guanjiangkou, and his eyes were filled with complicated and unspeakable expressions.

Afterwards, Yang Jiao landed in the cave, and under Zhu Bajie's unusually defensive posture, he said slowly:

"Wukong, you were raised by nature, and you have never been a Buddhist thug. Seeing the former dragon slaying warrior turned into a dragon, I am deeply saddened."

"Devil, don't cry like cats and pretend to be merciful."

Zhu Bajie was filled with righteous indignation:

"Even if you kill us, it won't change that you are a devil."

"From now on, in the annals of brilliant history, you will be nothing but a group of rebellious people who intend to commit crimes above and below."

Yang Jiao said indifferently:

"The victor can impose all slander on the loser's head. This is the winner's right."

(End of this chapter)