The disaster of the world begins with Dongfang Bubai

Chapter 192 Sometimes the goodness you insist on is the real culprit that kills you

"Big Brother!"

"Brother Monkey!"

Ao Lie and Zhu Bajie couldn't help but shout when they saw Sun Wukong being taken away.

Zhen Yuanzi took a step forward and said:
"Don't worry too much, and don't be sad, all the saints. No one in the Three Realms can kill Sun Wukong. He is a stone monkey born from heaven, and he has eaten countless golden elixirs and peaches."

"When he was causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace, he was burned in Laojun's Eight Trigrams Furnace for 49 days. He had already become one piece. Even the Buddha could not do anything to him, so he could only suppress him under the Five Finger Mountain."

"Wutian's magical power is the same as that of the Buddha. He cannot kill the Great Sage."

After these words were spoken, the expressions of the saints relaxed slightly.

On the other side, in the gap between the three realms, there is a place deep and dark with heavy demonic energy.

"This place is the Abyss of Darkness, which is also my hometown." Wu Tian looked at the furnace in front of him and said calmly:
"This furnace is made according to the twenty-four qi of heaven. Its firepower is hundreds of times stronger than that of Taishang Laojun's Bagua furnace. It will definitely be able to refine the sixteen relics in your body."

Sun Wukong snorted coldly:
"Stop talking so much. Where is my master? Even at this time, he still refuses to see me?"

"He just asked me to tell you that people with different beliefs cannot work together." Wutan replied.

"Good and evil cannot coexist. It is true that people with different philosophies cannot work together." Sun Wukong said coldly:
"Open the lid, let me see how you are going to refine the sixteen relics in my body."

Wujitia put his hands behind his back, a black lotus emerged from his heart, he opened the lid of the furnace, and Sun Wukong jumped up and got into the furnace.

With a "bang", the heavy lid fell down.

Time flies, and a few more days have passed.

Mahavira Hall.

"Master monk, now Sun Wukong not only took away the sixteen relics, but also rescued the souls of the gods in heaven who were imprisoned in the abyss of darkness." Xi Mingzhang chuckled.
"From this, it can be seen that my original suggestion was the best. I should have taken the initiative and killed Sun Wukong. Naturally, I would have been blessed with countless thirty-three years of great fortune."

Wu Tian frowned:

"After all my calculations, I missed one thing. I left my incarnation of kindness in the abyss of darkness, which resulted in a huge loss."

"But I always insist on one thing, that is, we need to treat the root cause when doing things. Only when Tathagata dies, can great things be expected."

At this time, a monster hurried into the hall and reported:

"Buddha, something terrible is happening. The gods in heaven are teaming up with the Buddha to attack the heaven."

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the hall became gloomy, and Xi Mingzhang said slowly:

"One day in heaven is one year on earth. When the time of the Son of Heaven is over, I am afraid that Tathagata will return."

Wu Tian narrowed his eyes slightly:

"The four palaces and three gates are set up according to the number of nine demons. Each demon guarding the palace is a powerful person. How can they rescue the spirit boy who I sealed with the black lotus of the original spirit in just one or two days?"

"And, as long as Sun Wukong fails to inject the relic into the spirit boy's body before midnight and bring back Tathagata, I will have another thirty-three years of great fortune in heaven and earth."

Xi Mingzhang smiled and said:

"In that case, why don't I follow you into the heaven and see how you, the great monk, turn defeat into victory."

"Xuanzang, it seems that at the last moment, you still choose to stand on my side."

"I just follow my heart."

One day later, in Lingxiao Palace.

In the middle of the hall, there was Qiao Linger who was sealed by the black lotus of her soul, and there were two figures standing high up.

Xi Mingzhang stood with his hands behind his back and said:

"Time flies by so fast. The monk's men were defeated so quickly. Thousands of demons were destroyed one after another. Black Lotus, Giant Scorpion, and Ying Yao also died one after another. Only Black Robe was left struggling." "At the beginning, I told the monk not to regret it. I wonder if you regret it now?"

"Regret? I never regret anything I do." Wutan's eyes were deep.

"Then I will wait and see whether the great monk can grasp the last glimmer of hope."

"Aren't you worried about yourself?" Wu Tian looked at Xi Mingzhang:

"I can sense that your cultivation is indeed not weak. Even compared to me, you are only a step behind. But if I lose, I'm afraid the consequences will be unpredictable for you."

"Master, have you forgotten what I said before?"

"What?"

"When you have to die, you die."

Wu Tian was silent for a long time, then said in a low voice:

"It seems that my previous feelings were not wrong. The evil hidden in you is indeed stronger than mine."

"You are joking, great monk. I am a monk. I have Buddha nature in me. How can I have any devil nature?"

"Hearing what you said, I feel that you not only have a devilish nature, but also an indescribable evil nature."

"The great monk calls himself a Buddha, but in his heart he actually sees himself as a demon. No wonder he is in this situation today."

"Xuan Zang, so, you have always believed that you are on the right path, and those who are your enemies are all evil?"

Xi Mingzhang smiled and replied:

"An upright person follows the right path, speaks according to reason, and is fair and selfless. In this world, I sincerely believe that it is difficult to find someone as upright and selfless as me."

"Hahaha, what an upright and selfless person." Wu Tian laughed loudly towards the sky:
"What you said is really refreshing to me."

While the two were talking, Sun Wukong had already led the gods in heaven and the saints of Buddhism into the Lingxiao Palace.

"Master, are you still stubborn and unwilling to change your ways?" Sun Wukong said sternly:
"Or have you been playing coy with Wu Tian all this time? If so, you should join us in killing Wu Tian and restoring the Three Realms."

Xi Mingzhang turned a deaf ear and said with a smile:

"Master monk, in the past, Taishang Laojun used the Eight Trigrams Furnace to refine this monkey, which greatly increased its magical power. Now you have a furnace with more powerful fire than the Eight Trigrams Furnace to refine it, and the monkey's strength is now far greater than before."

"Tsk tsk, I really don't think you have any chance of winning."

Wu Tian spoke openly:
"Even if the sixteen relics merge with Sun Wukong now, greatly increasing his magical power, as long as I can hold out until midnight, I will have another thirty-three years of destiny."

"Master monk, you said this without caring about others. It seems that this monkey is still no match for you, Master monk." Xi Mingzhang looked at Sun Wukong with a smile.

"Xuanzang, you'd better protect yourself. The spirit boy is sealed by my soul's black lotus. These gods and Buddhas can't break the imprisonment at all. I'm afraid they will come to deal with you."

"I have been in the Lingxiao Palace for so long, so I certainly would not have done nothing. I will just sit in the Jade Emperor's position and watch you, the monk, hold back this monkey."

After Xi Mingzhang finished speaking, his figure became illusory and he suddenly sat on the throne.

He looked a little lazy, with his arms resting on the armrests of the chair, a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, his fingertips tapping the armrests, and he looked down casually.

"Brother Monkey, our master actually has such a domineering side." Zhu Bajie said in disbelief:
"In this situation, it is hard for me, Old Pig, to imagine that he is just being hypocritical with the Demon Wu Tian."

"The power he exudes from his body is so great that people who don't know him would think he is the peerless devil who dominates the three realms!"

"Master, if I, Old Sun, call you Master again, are you really going to be so stubborn and insist on having your own way?"

Xi Mingzhang sneered:
"Wukong, you don't know that sometimes the goodness you insist on is the real culprit that kills you."

(End of this chapter)