MTL - The Monkey King-Chapter 772 :Own

   Above the ruins, a gust of cold wind blew through, and the rolled up sand and dust swept along the ground like waves.

   At the corner of the wall, the monsters who didn't have time to escape were trembling with fear.

   It took only half a day of work. Before dawn, this place was the most prosperous lion and camel country under the control of the demon clan in the Three Realms. Now, there are only ruins left. Even the surrounding mountains have been leveled, and from a distance, it looks like a barren city that has gone through a long period of time and has been sculpted by the wind and sand. Only the thick smoke that was still billowing in the corner reminded people of the strangeness here.

  In the sandstorm, the six-eared macaque bowed and held a golden hoop. Those eyes could not be opened. The whole body was shivering, every fluff had been erected, and the vine-like cracks on the skin were clearly visible. That body, as if it was about to fall apart in the next moment.

   raised his head slightly, he saw the monkey flash by and silently landed on the top of the raised sharp stone opposite. It's like standing there before.

   At this moment, although the monkey's condition seems to be much better than that of the six-eared macaque, the hand holding the iron soldier is also trembling, and the muscles all over his body are tense all the time, as if he has forgotten to relax. The tiger's mouth was split open due to the fierce battle, and a drop of blood was slowly seeping into the lines of the **** soldier.

   He stood on a high place, quietly looking down at the six-eared macaque, breathing slowly.

   Those eyes slowly narrowed into a slit.

   For some reason, he suddenly felt a little nervous.

   This is the first time I feel this way. Although the two were originally two souls separated from one body, it was the first time the monkey had this feeling. I feel... the one who is fighting against him is simply himself. The self more than 600 years ago.

   That kind of blood, that kind of combat intuition, that kind of explosive power... It is completely carved out of a mold. It's like he's fighting his old self.

   This is probably the first time the monkey has experienced the feelings of his previous opponents.

   This kind of battle is very terrifying, as long as you are a little careless, you may be overturned. Even if the strength has the advantage, it will make you soft.

   That feeling, like being locked in a cage and battling a dying beast. Although the beast bleeds constantly, it is getting more and more ferocious. Even though it seems to be getting weaker and weaker, you still can't accurately calculate his strength, let alone predict his sudden outbreak.

  If you are not careful, it may be torn into powder.

   Of course, the monkeys more than 600 years later are completely different from the monkeys more than 600 years ago. The monkey clearly knew that the only way for him to ensure victory over the six-eared macaque was to wait.

  Wait slowly, consume him slowly, and have enough patience. Don't be aggressive, otherwise, you may fall into the pit at any time.

  In the sandstorm, the two of them stared at each other from a distance of fifty meters. Not moving at all.

   After a long time, the six-eared macaque laughed slowly and grinned: "What? Are you planning to shoot? Isn't it the easiest time to kill me now? After this village, there is no such shop."

  Monkey tightened the **** soldier in his hand slightly, still staring at the six-eared macaque coldly, without saying a word.

"Hey, I almost forgot, you can't kill me." He raised his head slightly, and the six-eared macaque glanced in the direction where King Ksitigarbha and Zhengfa Ming Tathagata were, and said, "By the way, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you. The people from Buddhism said, as long as I put on the golden hoop and join them, they will guarantee that I can kill you. So, you can't win. Hahahaha."

The    monkey still stood motionless, staring at the six-eared macaque from a distance. Always watch out for any new movements of the six-eared macaque.

   On the edge of the cliff, Zhengfa Ming Tathagata lightly shook his sleeves and sighed, "It's almost there."

"Aren't you going to say something? I'm going to join Buddhism. Hahahaha, don't you want to say something?" The six-eared macaque turned around, pointed at the monkey and laughed: "Actually, I don't like Buddhism either. Although I have no memory of the past, is it my enemy? But... I can't help it. I have to live and live instead of you. Hahahaha, whoever helps me, I will rely on whomever helps me. Being a dog is better than being caught. Back in the void, you can't be supernatural forever. Do you think I'm right?"

  The monkey's eyes slowly slanted towards the distant cliff. After only one glance, that gaze returned to the six-eared macaque, locked tightly.

"I just don't accept it! Why was it me who was taken away, not you? Why? Why did the Heavenly Tribulation only accept me! Even if I came back now, I would still be taken away! Why! You are good to Yang Chan , am I bad to her? Why does she only recognize you?" Roaring, the six-eared macaque raised the golden hoop to point at the monkey, but was speechless for a while. Just gritted his teeth, trembled slightly, smiled, and kept shaking his head.

  Monkey took up a fighting stance without saying a word.

   On the cliff, King Ksitigarbha turned his head to look at Zhengfa Ming Tathagata and said, "What will he do next? Should he continue fighting? He shouldn't be able to last long."

   "It should be until the last bit of strength left." Zhengfa Ming Tathagata sighed lightly: "If he doesn't fight to the last moment, he will not be Sun Wukong."

   "Fight to the last moment?" King Jizo couldn't help laughing: "Then do you still have to rescue him?"

Looking at the sky around him, King Ksitigarbha took a deep breath and said, "If there is only one opponent, as long as he does not forcefully ascend to the Heavenly Dao, you and I can still be restrained by joining forces. But now, I am afraid to stare at the great power here. There are quite a few. Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Sect Master, and Patriarch Subhuti, if two of these four stand on the opposite side... Not to mention rescue, even you and me will not be able to retreat."

   "We, there should be reinforcements." Saying that, Zhengfa Ming Tathagata looked away in the direction of Lingshan and said, "As long as he says he is willing to take refuge in my Buddha."

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  Lingshan Daleiyin Temple.

   At this moment, the hall was silent. The Rohans looked at each other. The Buddhas stood silently one by one, without even blinking their eyes, like statues.

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   In the shrine of the daughter country, Subhuti was silent.

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   In the palace of Tusita, Sanqing said nothing.

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"Don't you have nothing to say to me?" The six-eared macaque gasped deeply, looked at the monkey weakly and said, "Persuade me, or... say something. Right? I still remember you coming to the lion camel. When the country wanted to pick up Yang Chan, weren't you quite articulate? I'm going to rely on your enemy, so don't say a word?"

  Monkey took a deep breath, raised his head and thought for a while, and asked, "Follow Buddhism? Are they asking you to defeat the Buddha in a fight?"

   As soon as these words came out, Ksitigarbha King and Zhengfa Ming Tathagata couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

  The six-eared macaque blurted out, "You all know?"

"I know all about it. What I know is much more than what you've heard of." The monkey smiled helplessly and said, "Maybe, it's all doomed. What you know about the past is what others say. Yes. But there are some things that no one in the Three Realms knows about except me. That's a nightmare."

After a pause, the monkey continued: "We are here to fight for who is the real life and death. In the eyes of the people in the Three Realms, you and I don't really care. It's just that the winner hasn't been decided yet. I guess you are the same. I think so. However, I want to tell you that among you and me, really, really, there is only one real Monkey King. There is no need to win or lose, in fact, there is only one. Maybe it is me, maybe it is you. Now it seems, It seems more likely to be you... Hey, I don't know, and I don't want to know. I've had a headache for more than eight hundred years, and I've had a headache for long enough, and I don't want to go into it any more. I can't persuade me, and I don't want to persuade you. . What is doomed, either raise your hand to surrender, or run over it. The truth that can't be changed with a few words."

   These words made the six-eared macaque look ignorant. He looked at the monkey with some surprise, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he had thought of something, but he was not very sure.

   Holding the **** soldier, the monkey said slowly: "It's all right. One of us will always survive. And I hope that the one who survives doesn't have to be a dog. Whether it's a Buddhist or a Taoist dog."

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  In the palace of Tusita, Lao Jun sighed helplessly and smiled. (To be continued~^~)