As soon as she heard the evil god, she said she didn't know, Bibidong's heart skipped a beat. Then, she stepped forward and grabbed the evil god's "the back of fate" and said: "Mad! You dare not say you don't know what you did? If you can't wake up the Galaxy, see if I won't peel you off today!"

In the eyes of others, the evil god is the supreme existence, but in front of Bibidong and Yingyin, this powerful evil god is so pitiful and weak and helpless...

Fortunately, Yingyin, who was standing beside him, interrupted, "It's useless to kill it, let me see what's going on in the Galaxy."

Then, Yingyin reached out and touched Yuexinghe's forehead.

a long time--

"How is it? You're talking!"

"Well... things are going a little beyond my control!"

"What will happen to the Galaxy?"

"We can only wait! Wait until he wakes up! And before that..."

Speaking of this, Yingyin looked out the window!

As Yingyin looked at him, the evil god and Bibidong saw a scene that surprised them!

The originally cloudless sunny day was covered with layers of thick dark clouds at some point, and within the dark clouds, there were thunder roaring and lightning flashing.

Yingyin looked at the Thunder and explained: "The Galaxy is a seed of gods. His will body has experienced countless reincarnations. Every time he experiences it, that reincarnation experience will be sealed by his will.

Until one day, when you reach a state, those experiences will be released in an instant, and used to fight against the God's assessment descended from the universe. However, before, the evil gods caused him to fall into infinite reincarnation, which must be a certain life in which, regardless of the plot or plot, are exactly the same as what he has experienced. This will give him an illusion, who is he? Where is he?"

Bibidong said with an irritable look on his face: "Speak human! What are we going to do now?"

"Guard this dream world and prevent it from being destroyed. When the Galaxy wakes up again, he will think that all this is a dream!"

“What if we fail?”

"You must understand that every life of the Moon Star River is a brand new, independent consciousness. To put it bluntly, once we fail, the Moon Star River you know and familiar with will no longer exist!"

"learn!"

...

The Tenth Generation—

Legend has it that when Nuwa repaired the sky, she trained fifty colorful stones, and then used forty-nine pieces, and one more piece, and then landed on a small island.

Endless years passed, and the stone collected the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, absorbed the essence of the sun and moon, and finally one day, the stone cracked and a baby holding a flower was born.

At this moment, an old monk passed by and found the baby and took him back.

The baby has no father or mother, and the old monk gave him a Dharma name called Wukong.

The reason why he named Wukong is because the old monk himself is from the Fa generation. If he accepts disciples, the next one is the Wu generation. He takes the word "就" because the old monk once tried to deduce the past and present of the baby, but no matter how he calculates, he will get only blank.

As for the flowers that Wukong held when he was born, they were planted in a small flower pot by the old monk and taken care of them carefully...

Although Wukong was raised by the old monk, this Wukong is amazing.

I don’t know how to write Buddhist scriptures, but I’m a good guy!

He did a lot of things like ringing the bell at night or climbing on Buddha statues.

But who told Wukong to be brought back by the old monk?

Everyone had to turn a blind eye!

It's strange that Wukong, who is so naughty, is very careful when taking care of flowers and plants, especially when he is caring for a pot of blue flowers.

He weeds and catching insects every day is more diligent than a monk chanting scriptures...

One day, the master called him into the meditation room and said, "Wukong, I want to ask you for something. Of course, if you don't want to, you can refuse to agree!"

"Master, please tell me!"

"The first sentence I would say since I was three years old is the four words Amitabha Buddha. I have been chanting Buddha for my whole life, but I have never seen the Western Paradise with my own eyes. I think you will bring a relic of my relic and go to the Western Paradise to bury my relic in that place!"

Wukong nodded and agreed.

Seeing Wukong agreeing without hesitation, the old monk said again: "The journey to the West is long, and there are jackals, tigers and leopards on the road. It is difficult and dangerous. Are you still willing to do this?"

Wukong still nodded!

But he had a question: "Master, where is the West Heaven?"

The monk did not answer, but just smiled and stretched out his hand, pointed at Wukong's chest, and passed away with a smile...

After the monk died, he burned five relics in total. Wukong stole one and put them in his arms. On the next day, he bid farewell to all the senior brothers and uncles. He took a small package, a relics, and a pot of blue flowers and embarked on a journey to the west.

Where is the West?

This is a nearly unsolvable question!

Before leaving, Wukong asked all the monks in the temple, but none of them knew that after leaving the temple, Wukong begged for alms and inquire all the way.

He asked many people, such as woodcutters, fishermen, officials, scholars, prostitutes...

No answer was obtained!

Later he tried to ask about the animals of cats and dogs. Unfortunately, the cats and dogs seemed to know, but unfortunately he didn't understand the language of cats and dogs...

The heaven pays off. After wandering for nearly two years, he finally learned where the West is from a monk.

"The West is in the west of the sky, and it is said to be a pure land. Everyone can be peaceful and happy, and they can be at ease!"

"Can the immortal take me to the West?"

"No, I can't even reach it myself. It is said that only those with great cultivation and great wisdom and courage can reach the West!"

"The cultivation level is extraordinary? A great immortal, can you teach me how to practice!"

"I'm afraid this won't work! But I know there is a place that can teach you, and you can go there to ask!"

Following the guidance, Wukong came to a place called Fangcun Mountain, where there was indeed an old god!

Wukong was about to become a disciple, but he heard the old god say, "You can ask me to teach you magic, but you must exchange your most precious things!"

Wukong was alone and was home to the world. The only valuable property on his body might be the relics in his arms.

However, the relics were to be thrown to Lingshan, how could he take them out and exchange them?

Just as Wukong was about to leave, he heard the god say, "The pot of flowers on your back is good, how about exchanging them with me?"

"no!"

"Why? It's just a pot of flowers."

"I...I don't know either! But I can feel that this flower is very important to me! It is more important than my life!"

"Well, if there isn't now, then I want you a promise. When I think of it, I will naturally tell you, how?"

"OK!"

...

Wukong is talented and has excellent understanding. In just over ten years, he has learned many top-level magic techniques, such as one hundred and eight changes, somersault clouds, etc.

One day, the old god summoned Wukong and said, "Now that you have achieved great magic, I have nothing to teach you. Now I only have one promise. When you arrive in the Western Paradise, I want you to kill a man named Tathagata!"

"Who is Tathagata?"

"A guy with a sarcoma full of head, tall as a mountain, sitting upright on the twelve-grade golden lotus platform, selfish, greedy, and petty lies and petty ..."

Listening to the immortal master talking for half an hour, almost using all the negative words in the world to describe it, Wukong felt that it was a miracle that such a guy could live to this day!

"Master, won't you take action on such a bad guy?"

"Ahem... I am a teacher who is limited by his oath that year, and he must not attack him!"

"Then is there anything else that Master wants to explain?"

"If you can't kill him, your teacher will take the most important thing from you and treat it as your tuition fee for years!"

For some reason, when he heard the master say these words with a smile, Wukong always felt a creepy feeling!

"By the way, there is another thing. If someone asks where you learned the magic, don't say I taught it, otherwise I won't forgive you!"

"Master, where is the West Heaven?"

"From here, you have been flying west for ten days and eight hours!"

After saying that, the master swung the whisk and with a gust of divine wind blowing, Wukong subconsciously closed his eyes.

When Kamikaze passed and Goku opened his eyes again, he was stunned!

The ancient Taoist temple turned into ruins, and various rare beasts turned into stones. The former brothers disappeared. A blessed land with infinite light turned into a lifeless hell!

“Master…”

Wukong called, but there was no more Master's response.

He searched around anxiously. When he pushed open the Hall of Money, which was full of spider webs and dust, he saw a skeleton wearing a Yin-Yang Taoist robe sitting on the cushion where the master was originally sitting cross-legged!

Looking at all this in front of him, Wukong hit him hard.

It hurts very much, this is not a dream...

Just as Wukong was sitting on the ground and dazed, a voice rang out in the dark: "Go..."
To be continued...