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Chapter 661: Journey to the West 5 Years Later
Chapter 661: Journey to the West Years Later
Since "Lost on Journey" opened the door to the Spring Festival period in 09, it has been 13 years and this is already the fifth Spring Festival period.
The Spring Festival period is completely mature.
Logically speaking, the Spring Festival period is the biggest period, but in reality it is and is not.
If we count the Spring Festival period as the previous year, it is the biggest period.
The Spring Festival usually falls in January or February of the Gregorian calendar every year. If it is counted as the new year, then it is not.
The growth rate of China's film market share is too exaggerated. The Spring Festival period often sets the highest single-day record, and the overall market record will be broken by the summer period.
However, the industry still regards the Spring Festival as the biggest period because it is a traditional festival.
Audiences are also becoming more and more accustomed to watching movies as a new Spring Festival custom.
Every Spring Festival, cinemas across the country also celebrate the New Year.
Box office revenue is secondary, as derivative consumption is too staggering.
Over the years, cinemas have long discovered that the half month during the Chinese New Year determines whether they will make money for the whole year.
New Year's Day.
Wei Tingbai brought his children, wife, and parents, a family of five, into the cinema together.
The child pointed at the poster of The Monkey King: Hero is Back and said, "I want to see The Monkey King. I want to see The Monkey King."
"Okay, okay, your dad has bought the tickets." said Mom.
There are many families like Wei Tingbai's.
The first show of "The Monkey King: Hero is Back" was booked early on the first day of the Lunar New Year.
If you don’t book tickets in advance, the audience who come to buy tickets on site can only queue up.
The Locomotive label has become a well-known brand, and Santong Entertainment has positioned "The Return of the Great Sage" as a family-friendly film that is suitable for both adults and children.
At the same time, a detailed introduction was given to the film, which cost 400 million yuan to produce.
The production took five years from the start of formal production and seven years from the start of preparation.
There is also relevant information about the participating teams and individuals.
The China Giant Screen and IMAX formats are recommended, which will provide a better viewing experience.
The evaluation given is that "The Return of the Great Sage" is groundbreaking, groundbreaking in animated films and mythological themes, the core of the story is positive and tells a story of self-growth.
It also explains the objective situation, gives suggestions, and encourages you to manage your expectations. If you go to see a movie with the expectation of getting a perfect score, you may be disappointed.
But if you want to watch a decent movie, "The Return of the Great Sage" will definitely surprise you.
After all these years of accumulation, Santong Entertainment’s recommendations for major dramas have become a trend setter.
Compared to the gimmicky publicity of other movies, the Locomotive brand under Santong Entertainment focuses on telling the truth.
The movie opens.
The first scene - the battlefield outside the domain.
A special space was opened up because of the great war between Dahuang and the extraterritorial demons.
Accompanied by the voice-over, the background of the story is introduced: "Five hundred years after Journey to the West"
The background design of Shen Santong's version of "The Return of the Great Sage" is completely different from the original.
The time point is five hundred years after returning from the journey to the West.
When Sun Wukong and his two disciples returned from their journey to the West, cracks appeared in the vast land. Demons from other realms came through the cracks, trying to bring evil to the vast world.
The demons from outside the realm can arouse people's seven emotions and six desires, but the Monkey King, who was born from the essence of heaven and earth, is immune to it.
In order to protect billions of living beings and to prevent the demons from wreaking havoc on the world, the Monkey King, who has attained the status of a Buddha, has guarded the space rift for five hundred years.
The first scene is like an ink painting blooming on the screen.
Where the sky collapsed, chaos was as black as ink.
The vast world appears and disappears in the depths of the void, like Pangu's spine spanning the universe.
The ancient rocks on top are as jagged as a dragon's spine, mottled with blood and rust, and every gully is stained with the foul smell of the remains of the devil.
This is the end of the wilderness and also the barrier between heaven and earth.
Above the abyss, a crack that runs through the galaxy opened up hideously, and demonic energy rose from it, like billions of pitch-black tentacles surging and entangled, tearing at the last line of defense of the Three Realms.
The Monkey King, conceived by the ancestral vein of the Great Wilderness, with the immortal stone of the creation of the world as his body, and born by the creation of heaven and earth, possessing the sacredness of heaven and earth and the fruit of Buddhism, stands on the extraterritorial battlefield of destruction and rebirth, with the burning lava flowing like a sea under his feet.
panoramic.
A stone sculpture of a horse-faced demon stands in the red lava, with a golden hoop holding up the demon-suppressing stele on the top of the mountain.
Countless devil claws stretched out from the magma.
Five hundred years ago, the Monkey King used his golden cudgel as a wedge to drive through the crack, and used the Ruyi Magic Iron to strengthen the Heaven-supporting Demon-Suppressing Stele.
Over the past five hundred years, he has walked across lava, broken through deep ice, and even fought in wars outside his domain, destroying countless demons of the Heavenly Demon level, all for the sake of protecting all living beings.
At this moment, the Dinghai Divine Treasure had long lost its brilliance. Its entire body was covered with scarlet rust, and the shaft was covered with cracks. The golden light inside flickered like a candle, but it still stood tall, suppressing the howling of the endless demons in the cracks.
Magma gushed out from the bottom of the monument, and the red waves were surging, but it could not hide the madness of the thousands of evil claws under the monument.
Scorched bone hands, rotten flesh tentacles, phosphorous fire ghost mask.
They cling to the rod layer upon layer, as if trying to drag this Buddhist treasure into the abyss.
The Monkey King used his golden cudgel to seal the space rift and poured most of his magical powers into the cudgel, consuming most of his original power, causing it to almost wither.
The Ruyi golden hoop, the phoenix-wing purple gold crown, the chain mail golden armor, and the lotus silk cloud-walking shoes were contaminated by evil spirits and broke into pieces.
The Monkey King who "dressed in bright golden armor, wore a shining golden crown on his head, held a golden hoop in his hand, and wore cloud shoes that matched his feet. He had a pair of strange eyes like stars, ears that were longer than his shoulders and hard, a straight body with many changes of posture, and a voice as loud as bells" is no longer there.
The audience in the theater couldn't help but hold their breath.
The opening scenes are like ink splashed randomly, but they create a gorgeous picture.
The Great Sage bowed his head.
The golden phoenix-wing crown had long lost its brilliance, its feathers were broken, and a piece of the devil's fang was stuck diagonally. The golden chain mail was tattered like scales, and wisps of black air seeped out from between the seams of the armor, entangled with the solidified devil's blood on the lotus silk walking cloud shoes, forming a scab.
He raised his hand and stroked his face. What his palm touched was no longer the cold and hard surface like metal or stone, but a crack running from the forehead to the jaw.
That is the appearance of evil thoughts corroding the bones.
After five hundred years of fighting, he was contaminated with evil thoughts, his appearance was ruined, and he had a "demon appearance" - a horse face.
The Monkey King turned into a horse monkey.
In the past ten years, the Monkey King has been holding on with just one breath, and he couldn't even muster the strength to maintain his appearance.
After five hundred years of fierce fighting, he used his body as a shield and his Buddha's heart as a torch to burn the extraterritorial demons to death with his stick, but he also allowed the demonic energy to penetrate his golden body.
The Monkey King, who once had "a pointed mouth, shrunken cheeks, golden eyes and fiery eyes", now has a face as ferocious as a Shura.
His cheeks were sunken like ravines, his cheekbones were jagged as if they were cut by a knife, and his horse face was as withered as a stone sculpture. Only his eyes were still as bright as the sun, splitting a line of clarity in the magic fog.
"boom--"
A thunderous roar came from the depths of the rift, and the chaos tide surged again.
The Monkey King clenched his golden cudgel tightly, and his dry fingers were deeply stained with rust.
He had long been unable to summon the Dharma of Heaven and Earth, and could not even create a clone with the slightest hair. He was only relying on the lingering fighting spirit to support his Buddha bones.
The magma suddenly rushed back into the sky and turned into a bloody rain that splashed down.
He raised his head and laughed loudly, his voice breaking the sky: "It's been five hundred years, and you evil creatures haven't seen enough of the souls killed by this stick!"
In an instant, the Demon-Suppressing Monument burst into golden light!
The inscription on the stele contains the Diamond Sutra's Sanskrit mantra, and each word is as sharp as a knife, crushing the devil's claws clinging to it inch by inch.
The Great Sage stood on fire, with the status of Fighting and Victory Buddha bestowed upon him, and countless cracks appeared on his Dharma image.
The towering Dharma image has become a shadow and is in ruins.
His left arm was broken, his right foot was annihilated, and a crack that went through the sky and the earth opened up in his chest. There was no Buddha's light inside, only boiling devil flames and golden light tearing at each other.
He swung his tattered cloak violently, stirring the magma into a whirlpool, and sucked the approaching demonic tide into the chaotic vortex.
With one final blow, heaven and earth are destroyed.
When the smoke and dust cleared, the golden light of the Demon-Suppressing Monument completely dimmed.
The Great Sage knelt on one knee, black and gold blood gushed out of his throat, and it made a hissing sound as he fell into the magma.
He looked toward the rift.
The scar that spanned the sky and earth finally stopped bleeding and instead formed a layer of golden scab as thin as a cicada's wing.
Five hundred years of fighting finally ended.
"So this is what it feels like to exhaust your essence."
The Monkey King on the screen sneered and let his body fall backwards into the endless lava.
In a trance.
It seemed as if I could hear the gurgling of the brook in Huaguo Mountain and the sound of monkeys playing.
But the next moment, magma swallowed everything.
"Great Sage." An audience member exclaimed in the cinema.
More of being shocked.
The Monkey King’s fall was even more shocking.
The scene changes.
Act II - Meeting in Heaven.
heaven.
Above the nine-layered palace of heaven, the sea of clouds looked like molten gold, and countless rays of light poured down from the glazed tiles of the Lingxiao Palace, illuminating the thirty-three jade steps.
The Panlong Pillar in front of the hall rises high into the clouds, with a green dragon coiled on top of it, scattering stardust as the dragon's whiskers flicker across the sky.
A phoenix holds a pearl in its mouth on the roof of the palace, and the light of the pearl turns into neon. Fairies shuttle back and forth with gauze in their hands, and their sleeves bring up cool dew. The general stands solemnly with his sword in hand, and his armor reflects a chilling cold light.
There are no changing of seasons here, only the jade flowers in the Jade Pool are always in bloom and the pipes and flutes in the blue sky always play the music of peace and prosperity.
The Thirty-three Heavens are like an unrivalled mountain that constantly presses down on the Great Wilderness, facing the Western Sacred Mountain in the distance, and the Demon Realm at the end of the Great Wilderness looms in the distance.
The Eight Treasures Lotus Platform at Lingshan Mountain in the West blooms like the sun.
The thousand-petal golden lotus stretches out layer by layer, and the scriptures on the petals flow like a galaxy of stars. The Buddhist sounds rise from the heart of the lotus and turn into garlands hanging down from the sky.
Eight hundred arhats sit cross-legged on the cloud platform, with Buddha's light behind their heads overlapping like moon halos. The four great bodhisattvas smile with lowered eyebrows, and the instruments in their hands emit fragrance from dew. The shadow of the Great Leiyin Temple floats on the top of the clouds, and a vajra bell hangs from the eaves of the temple. The slight swing of the bell tongue can cleanse all the turbid air in the three realms.
Sometimes a white elephant carrying scriptures would pass by on a rainbow, and a green lion's roar would shatter the haze of delusion. It would appear as if it were a pure land of bliss, free from any dust.
The main purpose of this meeting was for Heaven and Lingshan to discuss the recent changes in the battlefield outside the domain.
The extraterritorial demons are dealt with by the immortals, gods, Buddhas, the Heavenly Court, Lingshan and many other forces. The Heavenly Court has an overall view of the overall situation, and Lingshan contributes the top combat power.
This meeting is also related to this - the Monkey King is going to retire.
He submitted his resignation to the Heavenly Court and Lingshan.
The rift outside the domain stabilized, but after five hundred years of fighting, the Great Sage's magic power was almost exhausted and he needed to recuperate.
The most difficult stage of the overseas battlefield has passed, and this request is reasonable.
In the Lingxiao Palace.
The Jade Emperor sat upright with pendants hanging down from his head. The twelve tassels on his crown swayed slightly, but his eyes were as deep as an ancient well.
"Fighting Buddha resigns from his post as the guardian. What do you think?"
The sound was like a loud bell, and it shook the Qilin guarding the corner of the hall so much that its eyes flashed with golden light.
The immortals stood solemnly at the steps, the pagoda in the hand of the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King hummed, the flame of the Wind-Fire Wheel under Nezha's feet suddenly dimmed, and the scales of the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas trembled as if they were facing a powerful enemy.
The golden hoop that pierced Ling Xiao five hundred years ago is still a thorn in the bones of the gods in heaven.
The shadow of Buddha was cast from Lingshan.
Standing on the ninth-grade lotus platform, with the swaying shadow of the Bodhi tree behind him.
"Wukong used the Buddha fruit as a torch, burning out his essence to seal the sky and cracking it. Lingshan will naturally bear the consequences."
Before he finished speaking, magical powers appeared and an illusion suddenly appeared in the hall.
But on the battlefield outside the domain, lava was surging, and under the Demon-Suppressing Monument, thousands of demon claws were tearing. The horse-faced body stood on the top of the monument, and the Buddha's light and demonic energy were strangling each other like two dragons.
Compared with the auspicious clouds and cranes outside the hall, this scene is like the Shura blood pool reflecting the mirror of paradise.
The Jade Emperor was thinking while stroking the table. The Monkey King was in a very dangerous situation. The Kunlun Jade Paperweight on the table suddenly turned into a wandering Chilong and asked the Buddha: "The Weak Water of the Heavenly River can transform all things. If you use the Weak Water of the Heavenly River to help him cleanse the evil spirit,
"The Emperor of Heaven has mercy."
The Buddha interrupted his conversation and picked up a withering Udumbara flower with his fingertips: "But the Buddha of Lingshan never needs the rain and dew of heaven."
The moment the flowers fall, the illusion changes suddenly.
Five hundred years ago, under the Five Elements Mountain, the Monkey King was chewing iron with angry eyes. When Lingshan was conferred, the Fighting Buddha's golden armor was soaked in blood. The scene finally stopped recently, when the Monkey King turned into a horse-faced Shura, but still used his broken horn to block the crack.
The Buddha naturally rejected the Emperor of Heaven's proposal.
The situation of the Monkey King is indeed not good, but this is Lingshan’s business.
Buddha is a kind of fruit position, and there is no high or low among these fruit positions. Speaking purely from the perspective of fighting, the Monkey King Tathagata is better at it.
For example, in a company, Rulai is the chairman of the board. He has authority and can order the security guards around. However, when it comes to fighting or snatching official seals, he cannot compare to the company's security guards.
Fighting Buddha, as its name suggests, is Lingshan's top-level red flower double stick, the sharpest sword.
Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly said: "Your Majesty, although Fighting Buddha is powerful, he is ultimately a matter for Lingshan. Just like the Heavenly Court will not let Zhenwu Emperor conquer demons for Lingshan."
The whole hall was silent.
Nezha gripped the Fire Spear tightly, the tassel of the spear moved automatically without wind. He wanted to say something, but didn't say much.
Five hundred years ago, he and the monkey fought against the Nine-Headed Insect side by side. In the past five hundred years, they have also fought against the extraterritorial demons together.
He had also been in the demonic aura and was resistant to it.
He also agrees with the Great Sage's ideas and is a little worried about the monkey, but it is difficult to say anything in the strict order of the immortal class.
The Buddha's shadow disappeared with a smile, but the lingering sound shook the lotus platform and warned: "Lingshan's sword can be blunted, so it cannot be borrowed."
Suddenly there was a loud thunder outside the palace. It turned out that an old tree in the Peach Garden broke without any wind.
When the immortals looked at it, they saw amber gum oozing out from the broken surface. In an instant, Buddha's light flashed, giving it new vitality, but was suddenly wiped out by auspicious clouds.
This meeting was ultimately like the surface of the Yaochi Lake in heaven.
No matter how deep the ripples are, they cannot reach the undercurrent at the bottom of the pool.
The Jade Emperor looked at the dissipating Buddha light, and after a while he said, "Call the True Lord of Qingyuan Miaodao."
Act III—The Great Sage retires.
Where the crack in the sky heals, the wind is as strong as a knife.
After the Journey to the West, the Monkey King went to Lingshan. He retired and this time it was Erlang Shen who came to take over the Monkey King's post in Heaven.
Ten thousand feet above the void, two figures stepped between the sea of lava and blood and the wreckage of the galaxy.
This is the former site of the Demon-Suppressing Monument. After the golden hoop was pulled out, the crack has become a charred scar. What is rushing between the earth veins is no longer magma, but dark golden crystals formed by solidified Buddha's blood and demonic energy, like a bush of thorns.
The tattered cassock of the Fighting Buddha hung on the stone tablet, torn into wisps of golden flames by the strong wind. Every piece of falling cloth witnessed the deadly battles that had taken place over the past five hundred years.
Erlang Shen arrived on a cloud, with a three-pointed, double-edged spear dragging behind him. Wherever the spear tip passed, the galaxy shattered like colored glass.
He was not wearing silver armor, only a black battle robe. His third eye on his forehead was half closed, taking in the endless demonic energy.
The Roaring Sky Dog under his feet transformed into its true form of a white elephant, sweeping through the crystalline thorns, and its whimpering sound shook the earth veins.
In the thorn bush, the broken evil thoughts of the seventy-two demons were clearly nailed.
The Great Sage leaned against the broken base of the Demon-Suppressing Stele, his five fingers digging deeply into the cracks on the stele.
He also took off his golden crown and armor, and his emaciated body was wrapped in coarse linen clothes, with a half-broken peach wood branch hanging around his waist.
It was a branch of an old tree in Huaguo Mountain. Although it was an ordinary wood, it was straight.
The Great Sage did not restore the Monkey King's true appearance, but showed himself as a devilish horse.
Seeing Erlang Shen approaching and staring at the branch in his hand, he quietly moved it towards his arms.
What escaped from between his teeth was no longer the clear sound of metal hitting stone, but the hoarse sound of gravel rubbing against each other: "This burden is yours."
The Great Sage was not surprised by Erlang Shen's arrival, as they had fought side by side for five hundred years.
Even if the extraterritorial space is stabilized and can ensure that there are no problems with the extraterritorial demons, few people in the world can do it.
"Why bother?"
Erlang Shen sighed, "If the magic of mortals is emotion, then the emotion of us immortals and Buddhas is magic. It is said that a drop of water can wear away a stone, but I don't know that the heart failure of gods is even worse than this."
"You are the Fighting Buddha, how could you be exhausted from fighting? With your original ability, the evil spirit cannot infect you."
"For us, feelings are magic. It's not that you have exhausted your essence, but rather that you no longer want to have power. It's that your heart has dried up."
Erlang Shen actually knew that the Monkey King was confused by all the gods and Buddhas in the sky and was disgusted with fighting.
He is no stranger to this and has experienced it before.
He retired at the prime of his life. Although five hundred years is a long time on earth, it is only one year in heaven.
The Great Sage attained the status of Fighting and Victory Buddha, the status of Golden Body, and with the blessing of nature, he should have been immune to all calamities, and not even the thoughts of demons from outside the realm could have contaminated him.
A mere five hundred years of fighting with the extraterritorial demons would not exhaust the Great Sage; in fact, it would make him even stronger.
The Great Sage remained silent.
Erlang Shen opened his eyes slightly and said, "Using Buddha fruit as a lock, you imprison your mind. Lingshan wants a Buddha who can save the world. You want to be a monkey that breaks the sky. No one can tolerate you!"
The Great Sage laughed loudly: "How nice of you, Yang Jian! I thought it was someone else who split the mountain to save my mother."
The sound waves caused the crystalline thorns to break, completely destroying the remaining thoughts of the seventy-two demon kings.
These regrets seemed like a demonic shadow lingering around him, but they dissipated like bubbles before they got close.
This also consumed the last drop of the Great Sage's original power.
“I leave this place to you.” The Great Sage stretched out his hand, put away the Demon-Suppressing Stele, and threw it into the distant sky.
He glanced at the Buddha's light approaching in the void and plunged into the darkness without turning his head.
The strong wind suddenly stopped and the stars solidified.
Erlang Shen sighed as he looked at the figure that disappeared into the darkness and the figures of several Bodhisattvas that appeared and disappeared and reluctantly took away the Demon-Suppressing Stele.
After five hundred years of operation, the mark of the Monkey King has long permeated this extraterritorial battlefield, and the Demon-Suppressing Stele has even become one with the extraterritorial battlefield.
But when he left, he used only the last bit of his strength to kill the evil thoughts and remove the demon-suppressing monument.
It is neither for myself nor for Lingshan's backup.
This is the Monkey King!
Erlang Shen did not dare to delay, and suddenly inserted his spear into the empty guarding place, piercing through the endless magic crystal land.
The gun body turned into a giant tree, the roots swallowed the Buddha's blood and devil's energy, and the branches were full of peach blossoms.
This was a restriction that he had placed using his own authority. Because the Great Sage did not leave any personal mark, his restriction was able to be implemented extremely smoothly.
Under the infusion of violent power, peach blossoms bloomed in the extraterritorial battlefield filled with endless fire and blood.
Roaring Sky Dog leaned over and sniffed the peach blossoms, then suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a long howl. In response, one hundred and eighty thousand evil thoughts exploded.
Outside the galaxy barrier, the sound of the Jade Emperor's decree could be heard from the thirty-three heavens, leaving only gunshot marks on the crystal dome.
Qian is on top and Kun is below, the fortunes of heaven and earth.
The first three scenes stunned everyone.
Shocked all audiences across the country and around the world.
What adults see are the stories hidden in thousands of lines.
What the little boy saw was the gorgeous scene, the blood and fire, and then the peach blossoms that filled the screen.
Shen Santong constructed a vast ancient world of gods and demons!
It also shows Shen Santong's huge ambition. After his journey to the West, he plans to perform myths again and recreate stories about gods and demons!
(End of this chapter)
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