Although the story of the Seven Great Sages may be just a coincidence, or it was arranged by someone, the friendship of gathering together in the Huaguo Mountain has long been deeply imprinted in my heart and cannot be given up. Now, the brother Sun Wukong, who is going to leave himself first and leave this vast land forever. This friendship fermented again, will always leave some indelible memories.

Sun Wukong looked at Nuwa blankly and asked, "Empress, since I was born, I have no relatives. In this world, there are only these brothers left. Please be tolerant for a while and let me, Lao Sun have a drink of farewell to them. Lao Sun is grateful and disrespectful!"

Nuwa hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhunti, and asked, "What do you think of Zhunti?"

"Please be kind to Junior Sister Nuwa!" Zhunti's unspeakable depression at this moment. A good disciple, Zhunti, also gave high hopes to the disciple who gave the most feelings, was about to pass away like this. But he was able to look at him silently, and he was already full of resentment.

"Since Fellow Zhunti said this, please let Nuwa be tolerant!" Zhen Yuanzi also explained clearly. Zhen Yuanzi and Sun Wukong did not have much affection, but they were moved by the feelings of the Seven Great Sages.

The Bull Demon King glanced at Zhunti's helplessness, then looked at Zhen Yuanzi and Nuwa, and bowed, "Thank you for your mercy, saints!"

After saying that, the Bull Demon King never looked at the saints again. Everyone lowered the clouds. The Bull Demon King led the seven saints to sit on the floor. Each of them had a jar of fine wine in his hand. Sun Wukong said incoherently: "Brother Niu, come, I'll pay tribute to you first!~~"

"Drink!~~" Bull Demon King gritted his teeth and shouted sadly.

The Seven Great Sages sat for three days and three nights. In these three days, a jar of wine, the seven people sat cross-legged and drank heroically. This made Sun Wukong feel like he was back to the carefree days of Huaguo Mountain back then. He had wine in his hand and brothers around him. Such days were enviable, but unfortunately, they were gone forever.

Among the seven great saints, the words of the past were all the time and the old seventh. This farewell wine was a bit reluctant to leave. Three days later, the wine jar was empty, and a trace of dimness passed through Sun Wukong's eyes. He raised his eyes and looked at the increasingly gloomy ghosts in the sky. Solemn roars spread in the sky.

Sun Wukong suddenly stood up from the ground, looked around everyone, and laughed loudly, "Nothing is life, nothing is hard to die!" As he said, Sun Wukong raised the golden cudgel in his hand, and angrily hit the land of Xihe Niuzhou with a stick. After one stick, it was a mountain collapse and the ground was broken, and birds and beasts flew away. Sun Wukong said viciously, "Even if I die today, I will break this day and flatten this land so that you can no longer cover my old sun's eyes, and you can no longer bind my old sun's feet!"

"Hahaha, hahaha!" Sun Wukong burst into laughter, his laughter shrill, shaking the sky.

Even Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but sigh: "What a tough monkey!"

"Brother Niu, brothers, Brother Zhen Yuanzi, I'll leave now, I'm leaving!" As he said, the huge golden cudgel had fallen into Sun Wukong's heavenly spirit cover, breaking the golden elixir in Sun Wukong's body, and a spiritual energy was exposed wildly. Finally, at the last moment before his death, the vitality in Sun Wukong's body expanded and exploded, and a memory broke. The tears flashed across the corners of his eyes and flowed down. The corners of his mouth muttered to himself: "Father, goodbye, father! And, and......"

Sun Wukong surrendered weakly to the West, the Buddha Tathagata sat down the wick. Just as Sun Wukong died of his body, the Buddha Tathagata looked at the extinguished oil lamp under his feet and smiled bitterly: "Injustice, injustice!! The wick has sentiment, and the wick has tears. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster!"

After saying that, Tathagata Duobao fell into silence again and recited the Diamond Sutra silently.

"Don't you understand the truth between life and death?" A voice, a long-lost voice on the prehistoric land, resounded through the prehistoric land with elegance and magnetism, and exploded like thunder in the sky above Xihe Niuzhou. The majesty in the words cannot be violated by anyone.

A milky white light flashed, and a body slowly appeared in the sky in Xihe Niuzhou. Shengxue's long white shirt, long black hair, fluttered in the air, purple gold crown on his head, purple jade hairpin, and emerald green jade on his waist. It seemed to be a magic weapon, with a pair of Nine Palaces wearing cloud boots under his feet, and a folding fan in his hands, which was casual and casual.

A gentle and elegant outfit is better than a scholar.

However, on this vast land, no one dares to think that the person standing in front of him is powerless. He is a real existence standing at the peak of the Three Realms, with the highest seniority in the Three Realms. When Zhunti led the way, Nuwa Zhenyuanzi respectfully stepped forward and said, "I have seen Uncle Qingyang, Uncle Master Shengsheng forever!"

Although Donghuang Taiyi knew Chen Yuyang's identity, he came forward for fear of face and said, "Donghuang has met Uncle Qingyang~"

These saints all bowed one after another, not to mention the following people in the Buddhist teachings, the following Buddhist teachings: "I have seen Master Qingyang, Master Qingyang's uncle, and Master Shengsheng has no boundaries!"

The person who came was Chen Yuyang. Chen Yuyang smiled faintly, waved his hand, and a golden light shone on his face with the Yin and Yang folding fan in his hand. Sun Wukong's broken soul began to reborn. Wave again, a purple light shone on his face. Sun Wukong's monkey hair began to fall off, transforming into a human form. Three waves, a milky white light brushed by, and the haze over Xihe Niuzhou began to dissipate: "Go, go, go, go reincarnate!"

It is a blessing to be able to get the Qingyang Taoist Lord on the prehistoric land. It is an extremely lucky thing. All the resentment dissipated, and the ghost kept kowtowing to Chen Yuyang: "Thank you Qingyang Taoist Lord, thank you Qingyang Taoist Lord!" The orderly ghosts lined up and entered the Nine Netherworld Reincarnation.

"Father God~~" Sun Wukong's hair was removed at this moment, and his illusion was transformed into a human form. The memory and magic power that were also sealed by Chen Yuyang were also shattered by the stick just now. Chen Yuyang was preaching to this stubborn stone in Dongsheng Shenzhou that year. The soul of this stubborn stone was even more imprinted, and he looked a little closer.

"Child, can't you understand it?" Chen Yuyang smiled faintly and looked at Sun Wukong intimately.

"Father God, I understand, everything is clear. I used to think that my magic power was mysterious, and I broke through the nine heavens and collapsed from the nine heavens. I didn't expect it to be just a joke. Thank you for your advice!" As he said that, Sun Wukong inserted the golden cudgel in his hand into the ground with one hand and sighed: "Old guy, goodbye, I, Old Sun, thought that you could sweep all directions with you, but I didn't expect that I could actually not be able to penetrate the sky and stir up the sea. There was no Monkey King, but just a monkey!"
Chapter completed!