Reborn Sun Wukong

Chapter 308 The Fog of Truth
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Life and death come at the right time, life is life, death is death, why be afraid of others?
I once heard someone say that above the sky, the stars all over the sky are just a decoration, a tool to decorate the compass, but this so-called tool is the world's largest destiny disk, which rules the destiny of everyone in the world.

The stars that decorate this compass symbolize all kinds of beings in the world. The pointer keeps swinging and never stops. Whenever he points to a star, it means that a person's fate has come to an end. How is it, God has already made a destiny. All of them are engraved on this compass, waiting for judgment.

A friend once said that whenever you rejoice in the favor of your fate, the stars in the sky will suddenly light up and shine with it, as if you are rejoicing or praying for something.
The destiny of life will never change. Maybe today you are glad that you have escaped the disaster and death. While feeling sorry for your fate, you will also thank yourself, but you don’t know that fate is doomed. Even if you If you don't move, you won't die.

This is destiny. It is unpredictable, intangible and invisible. It is said to exist, but it is not there. It is said to be mysterious, but it is clear. All kinds of beings have a destiny in their mouths, so they converge into endless stars in the sky. No time to doubt.

To this day, Sun Wukong, not Sun Xiaoxiao, still has not succumbed to fate, and always thinks that he will be able to penetrate the sky with his own hands, break the shackles of fate with his own hands, fight for this place, travel in the three thousand worlds, and not be trapped. implicated by fate.

Until now, Sun Wukong suddenly looked at the old man dying in front of his eyes, and suddenly figured out that his soul is immortal. Is it destiny to travel to this point?Maybe this is fate.

I have always understood this avenue of destiny wrongly. It is not the heavens that rule people's fate at all, but the destiny that is self-contained and vague. I am afraid that no one can say that they have truly seen through fate, and no one can say that they can wander in the direction of fate. outside.

The wind blew gently, blowing gusts of frost and snow, flakes fell, today was another dark day, four lives disappeared, and the blood of three of them stained his hands.

Frost and snow wet his clothes, but Monkey King didn't use his aura to keep out the cold and resist Frost and snow's kiss.

Shenju, who was usually chattering endlessly, put away his temper this time, and became much more down-to-earth. He stood quietly by the side, knowing that Monkey King is now a time bomb that will detonate at any time. Good fruit to eat.

In the blink of an eye, a layer of snow fell enough to leave footprints. Sun Wukong seemed to be in a trance, his eyes were dull, looking at the already cold old man, he said nothing for a long time.But I was thinking in my heart, whether everything I did was right or wrong, whether I should or shouldn't, and I gradually became confused, as if I was in the dark, without any light, I couldn't tell the direction, I didn't know the truth of my rebirth.

He raised his head suddenly and looked at the sky. The sky was full of thick clouds, overwhelming the sky and pressing down on him. The darkness around him was like a cage, the pressure was huge, and he couldn't even breathe.

Sun Wukong put one hand on his chest, hammering again and again, wanting to breathe, want air, want to see through this endless darkness, and even more want to know the truth, what is the truth, and what secrets are covered under this layer of fog.

It seemed that the surrounding dark mist shrouded the applauding audience. They were excited, they danced, and they were a clown, crying and laughing on the stage in exchange for their praise.I am like a tamed wild animal in the circus, doing entertainment for people to watch, but all this should not be just like this, all of this has changed.

But what Sun Wukong didn't understand was whether the variable was Sun Wukong's body or Sun Xiaoxiao's soul.

The more he thought about it, the more Sun Wukong felt a splitting headache, and the surrounding darkness kept gathering, and the fog became thicker and thicker, as if it was covering up some truth. The truth that was getting closer and closer to Monkey King was covered up again because of this darkness. Stop, completely cut off the opportunity to tell the world.

Pain, headache, as if thousands of silver needles fell on the forehead, indescribable pain, the eyes became more and more cloudy, with a bang, it was like a sledgehammer that directly knocked Monkey King out of the restricted area of ​​truth .

Woke up from the endless fog.

Mysterious guidance, slowly revealing a big lie, Monkey King didn't dare to think too much, and he didn't think too much, the headache became more and more cracked, let Monkey King wake up, the truth can't be obtained by hard meditation, but needs to be revealed by oneself Open and see what is hidden under the mist.

Sun Wukong rubbed his head and came out of the darkness, looked at the frost and snow covering his body, shook his head and smiled wryly, looked at the corpse of the old man on the ground that had already been covered by frost and snow, shook his head helplessly, because he had witnessed a death, But she was deeply trapped in this fog, unable to extricate herself. If she hadn't gotten closer and closer to the truth, she wouldn't have woken up suddenly, and she wouldn't have felt the meaning of endless pain.

Lost, in short, still lost, this time I failed to know the truth, and there will be no such opportunity in the future.

In short, Sun Wukong got one point, that is, there is indeed a fog shrouded within three feet around him, covering him, because he doesn't want him to see the truth.

"I'm more and more curious about what I'll see at the end." Sun Wukong muttered to himself, then looked at the old man's body and sighed, "As you said, you can die without regret. I really have no regrets."

Seeing that the child in his arms was gone, Monkey King looked up again, and saw that the child was sleeping soundly holding the horse.

Shenju caught Sun Wukong's gaze and snorted, "What are you looking at? Do you want this child to follow you in the snow? You're crazy, but he's still a child."

Sun Wukong chuckled and said, "Thank you."

Shenju snorted and turned his head to ignore Monkey King, but what made Shenju extremely curious was that Monkey King didn't look like he was meditating before, and during this period of time, Monkey King should not be prepared for the loss of life. Hit by it, hard to extricate yourself?This is unlikely.

After thinking about it, the only thing that can be explained is that Sun Wukong seems to be shrouded in a layer of fog. I don't know whether he doesn't understand the world or the world doesn't understand him.

Shenju was a little curious, and turned to look at Monkey King, but he didn't expect that Monkey King was looking at him all the time.

Shenju looked furious and hurriedly snorted: "You, why are you looking at me all the time?"

"It's okay, I just want to see if he is sleeping soundly." Sun Wukong said softly.

"Crazy." Shenju scolded, and turned his head hastily. The fog on this guy's body disappeared, and it was still the same as before, without any change.

Sun Wukong smiled lightly, and did not quarrel with the divine horse. Instead, he looked at the old man and said, "You were born at an untimely time, and you spent your whole life in the battlefield, taking killing monsters as your duty, and you have paid too much for the human race. Fate is still because of this demon clan."

Monkey King sighed again and again, but he didn't know what to say. There were sporadic fragments of wine jugs on the ground, and the spilled mince wine had already condensed into ice, shining brightly.And Sun Wukong gently held up half a jar of mincemeal wine with his other hand.

There were bursts of cold air rising from the wine, making the mincemeat fragrance extraordinarily rich and fragrant. Sun Wukong drank a few sips directly, sprinkled the remaining mincemeal wine in the wine jar in front of the old man, and said softly: "Now I really don't know where to find strong horse wine. If I happen to meet in the future, I will definitely bring it here to accompany you."

Afterwards, Sun Wukong abandoned the wine jar, volleyed a little, and cut a gully on the ground, reached out and dug the old man's body out of the frost and snow, and gently put it into the gully.

"You have been traveling all your life, and you stayed in this mountain for the last few years of your life. Presumably you don't want to leave. You might as well laugh about wine for a lifetime of military service." Sun Wukong said softly, reaching out his hand, and the thin soil mixed with frost and snow bit by bit fell on the old man.

"Snow falls for the tomb, let's go all the way." Monkey King was speechless after finishing his words.

The frost-snow-mixed soil had just covered one-third of his body, when suddenly a spiritual light shot out, shining directly into the mid-air from his sea of ​​qi, the supreme light caused the frost and snow to evaporate directly, and there was no A little bit of snow fell.

Looking at the dazzling light, Sun Wukong was extremely shocked, what is it, what is going on, what is hidden in the old man's sea of ​​energy, it is quite impressive to have such aura!
The light reflected the heaven and the earth, and the sounds of immortals lingered, Sun Wukong hurriedly arranged a barrier to seal this mountain forest temporarily, otherwise I am afraid that this momentum may not attract many people.

Immortal sounds rang together, faintly seeing celestial luan dancing from this divine light, and even the rising golden dragon... etc. can be found everywhere.

What shocked Sun Wukong the most was the kingly aura contained in this divine light, which was definitely not fake. Monkey King's eyes suddenly changed, looking directly through the divine light.

What was hidden in this divine light turned out to be a page of paper, floating quietly and shining with golden light.

Just when Sun Wukong was curious, the sound of dragon chants suddenly resounded throughout the world. If the forbidden formation had not been arranged in advance, these few dragon chants would have caused great trouble.

Monkey King hurriedly turned his head to look for the host of the dragon chant, but he didn't expect that the place where the dragon chant sound came from was actually that divine horse—Yiyi in his arms.

Sun Wukong's pupils widened. Although he had long thought that this origin should be extraordinary, he never expected it to be here. The king's luck, the dragon's aura is here, what are you kidding, unknowingly, in this deep mountain and old forest, the monster Man's subordinates rescued a boy who was also the supreme king of luck.

This kingly luck was triggered precisely because of this golden paper. I didn't expect the momentum to be so huge.

"This, this is really a hot potato."

(End of this chapter)