Qingchen old Taoist climbed the hill in front of Lingshan mountain. He looked up and saw that on the Lingshan mountain, thousands of rays were in full bloom. Among the countless immortal Buddhas, a big Buddha showed a peaceful smile, about the same as Xumi mountain.


    In front of the Giant Buddha, a golden Giant Monkey with a size of ten thousand feet appeared extremely thin and short. It wore Phoenix wings, purple gold crown, gold lock armour, lotus root silk walking cloud shoes, two hands holding a golden cudgel supporting the sky, stubbornly stood in front of the Giant Buddha, one stick facing the sky and waved the stick to the face of the Giant Buddha.


    Its feet tread deep cracks in the earth. Facing the round of perfection, wisdom and peaceful light behind the Buddha''s head, it turns straight and straight. It seems that it has the power to lean to heaven and bear it on its shoulders, but it is unwilling to kneel down.


    "Wukong, are you still unwilling to understand?" asked Guanyin.


    "Get it! Monkey!" Nezha also advised.


    "What''s wrong with being a fighting Buddha?" Erlang God sighed. He seemed to be melancholy and regretful. He asked Wukong and himself.


    Looking at the god Buddha all over the sky, either disdaining, dignified or drooping eyes, Wukong just looked up at the sky and smiled. Three figures suddenly appeared in his mind. One was the naughty stone monkey. In the game of Huaguo Mountain, he jumped in depth and found a water curtain hole, which was supported by all monkeys. What a monkey king.


    One was a fierce ape in armor. He drank the flat peach fairy wine, stole the old gentleman''s golden elixir, wore a golden lock armour, wore a phoenix wing purple gold crown, and ordered the demons to break through the sky.


    The last one sits on the lotus platform, with countless golden hairs flying in the wind, tall and upright, but with a little compassion in his eyes. He is wise and powerful... He has a solemn appearance, a dark gold cassock on his body, and a compassionate and Prajna wise God and Buddha.


    "If you are willing... Why do you have me?" Wukong asked wistfully.


    "If I let go of this unwillingness and realize myself, I will defeat the Buddha... But if I wish to be a Buddha, will I reincarnate thousands of times and eventually make you dissatisfied?"


    The fight in his heart defeated the Buddha and said, "put it down!"


    Chen Ang''s virtual shadow slowly dispersed in the air, leaving only a faint sigh


    The call in my heart is always wandering!


    Clouds in the wind, it comes to me.


    The man in the distance is still waiting


    The familiar voice is no longer there.


    Wukong lowered his head and roared, but the pressure from the Giant Buddha in front of him was getting heavier and heavier, such as thousands and thousands of Xumi mountains. Relying on his high-strength skills in the past, this moment was like a non-existent body, such as an iron and steel body, but it was just like paper paste. The straight turning was bent bit by bit, and the straight spine made a sound of not bearing weight.


    Wukong bared his teeth and roared, but his voice was hoarse.


    The Tathagata Buddha opposite sighed, "crazy son!"


    He raised his right palm and slowly pressed it down towards Wukong. With a bang, the Lingshan mountain at Wukong''s feet collapsed. His legs were like stones and trembled slightly. His arms were no longer as stable as Mount Tai, but with the trembling of his legs and the pressure of great force, Wukong''s eyes burst and a line of blood and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.


    Dripping on the ground.


    Qingchen old Taoist Zhang opened his mouth and didn''t know how to describe the scene in front of him.


    "You said you were leaving and would come back tomorrow? Do you still remember to come now, what you once couldn''t forget? Turning around is not goodbye, but separation is inseparable..."


    On Lingshan mountain, the immortal Buddha was silent. In Wukong''s unwilling roar, there seemed to be a voice singing. Qingchen old Taoist looked back, but he saw Chen ang leaving with his horse and Lingshan on his back in the sunset.


    "If you meet me... Please bring him back!"


    "Master..." Wukong''s voice was vague. He was pressed out of breath. He was still struggling to ask, "when you named me, but because he once called Sun Wukong?"


    Chen Angtou also didn''t reply: "there may be this reason, but in my heart, you have long been the unique Monkey King!"


    Wukong''s mind came up with the old scene. At that time, Taiqing immortal smiled and said, "since you don''t want to be old and want to live forever, your name is sun!"


    Chen ang also said, "you look like a talent carrying Tao, but inside you are rebellious. You would rather bend than bend. You must break into great trouble in the future. This is your natural ferocity, a stubborn willfulness, and the magic you learned from being a teacher."


    "You are like an ape. As a teacher, I don''t expect you to become a moral real person, breaking the hard rock without Wukong..."


    "After that, you will be called Monkey King!"


    At this time, its waist had been pressed into a tight bow, and its spine seemed to break at any time. The immortal Buddha all over the sky raised his heart and worried that when it would break its muscles and bones and collapse to the ground.


    But Wukong stood up under the pressure of Tathagata''s palm inch by inch!


    His eyes were red and almost spewed out the bleeding fog. He roared word by word: "break the hard stone... Don''t Wukong! I... don''t... Wu!"


    The star fixing God precious iron given by Chen ang and made of extraterrestrial core collapsed inch by inch after bending to the limit!


    The Tathagata God''s palm supported by it was shocked and pressed down on Wukong. Nezha couldn''t help shouting. Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun couldn''t help but step forward and clenched his fists. The ox demon king looked at him from a distance and stared at him with panic.


    "I said! I... don''t... Wu!" Wukong roared up to the sky, waved a broken golden cudgel and hit the Tathagata God''s palm. In the broken God precious iron, countless gods gathered into a golden cudgel, breaking the God''s palm like heaven, and playing a vast river of stars that collapsed in time and space and the birth and death of countless universes.


    Chen ang looked back at the broken star fixing God precious iron and suddenly smiled.


    "Apocalypse... I need an unparalleled golden cudgel!"


    "What do you want for it?"


    "What are the key data of an experiment?"


    "What experiment?"


    "Can that golden cudgel break Shakyamuni''s head?"


    "Good!"


    The golden cudgel fell on the Tathagata God''s palm, which included the whole universe of the three realms. It was completely overturned. With all the materials of the four continents and the four seas, it was completely torn open by a gold hoop. The Tathagata God''s palm was broken by a rod.


    The golden ape jumped out of it.


    The Tathagata suddenly stopped, silently looked at his broken palm and sighed, "you won!"


    In all directions, countless immortals stagnated together. Suddenly Nezha praised: "fight, fight, win, Buddha!", and Guanyin also solemnly praised: "fight, fight, win, Buddha!" suddenly all over the world, countless immortals praised: "the great emperor of Qi heaven, fight... Win the Buddha!"


    In the tsunami, Wukong stared at the golden cudgel in his palm, suddenly smiled gently, and finally looked back.


    Turn into fly ash


    The golden cudgel fell into the dust, smashed the plaque in the main hall and inserted it in front of the Mountain Gate of the great Leiyin temple.