In Yunmeng Ze, rivers crisscross and lakes scattered. A quiet and deep silence accompanied by the misty blue smoke, but the sound of wooden fish came from afar.

Smelling the sandalwood fragrance, Sun Wukong opened his eyes. He looked at the purple robe covered with his body, sat up in a daze, subconsciously reached out and touched it, his lips trembled slightly, and he asked, "Master, where is Zixia?"

Bodhi Patriarch sat quietly on the stone bench with his eyes empty, lowering his head and answering, "She has already..."

Suddenly, a green light shone faintly from the lake and fell into Sun Wukong's eyes. He felt dizzy and his face turned pale as paper.

The picture in my mind seemed to be back a few days ago. Zixia knelt in front of the ancient Buddha of Qinglan and begged: "Jade Buddha, please save Sun Wukong."

The glass green lamp was shining with green flames on the jade Buddha's hand. He frowned slightly and said, "For the sake of Bodhi Patriarch, you can save him, but..."

"Jade Buddha, what is it?"

Qingdeng Ancient Buddha's face changed, he moved the corners of his mouth, and continued, "My magic power is far inferior to that of Tathagata. To resurrect Sun Wukong, he can only exchange his heart for his heart and save his life with his life."

Zixia slowly shrank for a moment, and she was silent for a long time before saying, "Is there no other way?"

But he saw the Bodhi Patriarch suddenly stand up, closed his eyes, and opened it for a while, with a hint of willingness to seek, and said, "Sun Wukong is my disciple after all, so I'll trade my life."

The ancient Buddha of Qingdeng shook his head immediately and said, "Last night, the stars and winds last night, and they are unrecognizable. Only his beloved person can save him."

Zixia sighed softly, subconsciously bit her pale lower lip and said, "The person Sun Wukong loves the most is me, and only I can save him."

"Will you?"

A smile suddenly appeared on her bitter face, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down her cheeks, and she said melancholy: "I am willing to use my life to protect him in this life without any regrets."

...

Sun Wukong woke up, but Zixia disappeared from his life. After waking up, he was left with heart-wrenching cry, as if a purple sunset was lost in his heart.

At this time, a blue-white cassock slowly came, and the ancient Buddha of Qinglan gave people a sense of solemnity. He took out an ordinary stone from his cuff and said, "This is a heart-locking stone, with Zixia locked inside and wanted to say to you, but she didn't have time to say something. When you hear this sound, you will naturally think of her."

The breeze that came towards him blew on Sun Wukong's face. He nodded gently, then moved his eyes silently to the lock heart stone. He reached out and held the stone, with a hint of coolness. Suddenly, the lock heart stone shone purple light in his palm. He bit his lips and brought the stone closer to his ears. He only heard Zixia's gentle voice and said softly: "Sun Wukong, the happiest time in my life is to use you to be with you, chop firewood, feed horses, and watch the sunset..."

"From tomorrow, you have to eat on time, not picky food, don't forget to sleep, and you have to avenge the revenge of Huaguoshan... In short, you have to take good care of yourself without me by your side... I still have a lot of things to say, but now I can't remember it."

All the thousands of words finally condensed into one sentence: "Goodbye, Sun Wukong!"

The moon shadows were swaying, the wind sounded, and the memories and deep affection were frozen at this moment. Sun Wukong could no longer hold back the tears flowing in his eyes, because he was Zixia's favorite monkey in her life, Sun Wukong.

He chiseled a small hole in the locking stone, then passed through the hole crack, and then hung it on his neck. Without the constraints of the golden hoop, he could not escape the red rope of Zixia. The ancient Buddha of the green lamp watched the bitter lovers and sighed deeply, saying: "One night, the wind, frost, mist and rain are deep, and half a green lamp is accompanied by the ancient Buddha. The world is so painful."

...

The ethereal Yunmengze welcomed Tang Sanzang and his group. The little girl Enen asked: "Master, why doesn't the ancient Buddha of Qinglan live in Lingshan?"

Tang Sanzang smiled softly and said, "Didn't you tell me? As long as there is Buddha in your heart, there is Lingshan under your feet."

"When did you tell me?"

"Previous life, or previous life."

At some point, the quiet moonlight gently shone in Enen's eyes. Her face turned red, and her beautiful pupils surrounded Tang Sanzang's back. At this moment, it seemed that the voices from the whole world suddenly disappeared.

Until the clouds and smoke, the ancient Buddha of green lamps slowly came. The glass green lamp in his hand flashed brighter than the moonlight, and he said softly: "Jin Chanzi, Sun Wukong is waiting for you in front of you."

Tang Sanzang then folded his hands together and shouted: "Uncle Master!"

The ancient Buddha of Qinglan, also known as Jade Buddha, is the junior brother of the Buddha Tathagata and one of the innate natures of Lingshan. Later, due to different Buddhist concepts, he entered the world alone and lived in seclusion in Yunmeng Ze.

After walking for a long time, the Tongbang Monkey suddenly asked, "Master Sanzang, how did you know that Sun Wukong would be here at the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha?"

Tang Sanzang smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, we have all misunderstood Li Jing. He endured humiliation and was willing to be the lackey of the Dark Emperor, but he was just secretly helping us."

"Then did he say who the Dark Emperor is?"

"Time flies, and his consciousness seemed to be under control at that time, and he didn't have time to say..."

Yunmengze is low-lying, but there is a peak that reaches the sky, standing tall and standing tall, and the sound of bells and tripods floating. Under the cold moon, there is a round stone table. Sun Wukong and Bodhi Patriarch sat quietly in front of the stone table, expressionless.

After a long reunion, Tang Sanzang, who was still ten steps away, saw Sun Wukong's figure from afar, and shouted overjoyed: "Wukong!"

"master!"

Sun Wukong responded coldly, staring at the heart-locking stone in front of his chest, as if his heart was locked. Tang Sanzang also learned about Zixia's sacrifice from the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng along the way. He sat gently beside Sun Wukong, patting his shoulder like the scene on the West Sky Road back then, comforting: "As long as the Buddha is resurrected, he will definitely save Zixia, and you still have hope to see him again."

"Really?"

"When did the master cheat you?"

...

In front of the demon pillar,

An axe knife hung high in the air. It was the God-killing Platform set up by the Dark Emperor. Li Jing knelt on the ground with his knees, and his neck was under the sharp edge of the knife.

The Dark Emperor wore a mask, walked slowly from the distance, and asked, "King Li Tian, ​​I will save your life and give you the power of the Dark Soul. Unexpectedly, you will be kind to revenge and focus on outsiders. Now, you still have enough to say?"

But seeing that Li Jing had no intention of begging for mercy, he replied: "Hmph, don't think that if you are wearing a mask, I can't recognize you. You and I are both gods, but their behavior is completely different."

The Dark Emperor coughed, looked at Li Jing, and said, "Every god walks differently."

"What's your path?"

"I want to create a world without gods."

“Hahahahahahahahahaha…”
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