Chapter 25 Your life is as light as a hair
Compared to the last time, Tang Feng's strength changes were indeed a huge difference. It was difficult to escape safely from the ancestor Mo Yuan at that time, but now, he has the strong confidence and battle to compete with him head-on.
Tang Feng asked calmly: "So, is the ancestor going to fight me now?"
"No, don't worry."
The ancestor Mo Yuan glanced at the fat monk with a faint look: "Now, you just need to prevent you from running away again, because I don't like them either."
Regarding Tang Feng, the ancestor Mo Yuan was mainly curious: when this kid was in a low state of strength, he could break through the space at will and hide in places he could not find. There was no doubt that he must have a big secret.
Today I added: in just a hundred years, my cultivation level has been improved to a level that I can’t even see clearly, and there must be greater secrets on my body!
Even though you are curious, it does not mean that you have to put this kid to death, nor can you let the Buddhist guys take advantage of it for nothing because of your own intervention.
So there is no need to worry, let’s take a look first.
But after all, strength determines everything. If Tang Feng's cultivation level, personal aura, etc. had not made any progress, it would be no different from last time. With the temper and temperament of Mo Yuan, how could he be so long-lost, and he would have been choking and taking away people and finding a place to cut off his skin and searching for souls.
"In this situation, the Buddhist masters will definitely not give up easily and let Sun Wukong go."
Tang Feng was humbly asking for advice: "The ancestor traveled around the world and was knowledgeable. Can he give him a suitable suggestion?"
"You want to help him?"
The ancestor Mo Yuan glanced at Sun Wukong with a strange expression: "This is a big trouble, don't you know?"
When Sun Wukong grinned his teeth, of course he could hear that the tone of Mo Yuan's ancestor Mo Yuan had a certain degree of sarcasm.
"It's not a question of who can help anyone. After all, people like us cannot have those kindness and leisurely intentions."
Tang Feng said the truth: "I just want to get benefits. I feel that there should be a lot of opportunities in it, and of course there will be unpredictable risks."
Risks and benefits are often proportional, and this principle does not require extra explanation.
The ancestor Mo Yuan nodded slowly, and did not continue to ask questions, but replied indifferently: "It's very simple. If you take him to the territory of the demon clan, it will be difficult for Buddhist tentacles to reach there, but the premise is that you have to have the ability to take him away."
Sun Wukong is considered a monster no matter how he said it. If he hides in the jurisdiction of the demon clan, even if he does not receive strong protection from the entire demon clan, it will not be so convenient for the Buddhist forces to plot against him.
But then, the ancestor Mo Yuan pointed out without hesitation: "And you have to know that he is not the real Sun Wukong, but only a small part of it that is not worth mentioning. Whether to help him or not is meaningless."
"Old ghost, what are you fart! What do you mean?"
Brother Monkey was stimulated by this sentence. Out of instinct, he swung his stick and rushed over and moved.
However, Tang Feng easily suppressed it with his spiritual thoughts.
Sun Wukong was stunned, and felt a powerful force, no blind spots, sealing himself without any gaps, without any room for activity.
Only then did I realize that Tang Feng's power was so powerful. It seemed that the seal that came was even more straightforward and terrifying.
It is enough to prove that before this, Tang Feng was able to speak politely to him, which was enough respect and courtesy to him.
Even though they are able to play violence with you, they always discuss and reason with kindness...
The ancestor Mo Yuan also had his eyes flashed and his expression changed. He felt very intuitively that the invisible power exerted by Tang Feng had indeed reached the level of being able to confront him head-on.
How did he do it?
Last time, just a hundred years ago, he couldn't even take a single knife from himself.
Big secret!
There is definitely a big opportunity and a big secret hidden in this kid!
Tang Feng stopped Sun Wukong, and after a few seconds he returned to his calmness, he gently advised: "Brother Monkey, don't be impulsive. Some things have become facts. Anger alone cannot be changed. You can only face it rationally and then find a way to solve it slowly."
"Okay, I get it!"
Sun Wukong focused his head, put away the golden cudgel, and simply squatted down and shrank into a ball, with his expression and posture more like a monkey.
It was not because of being convinced, but because of a little discouraged: in just five hundred years, the dignified Monkey King became a powerful person who could bully anyone and crush him strongly.
In addition to this, he actually wanted to know what was going on in himself, what were the memories that had become blurred and even completely lost in his mind?
The ancestor Mo Yuan didn't really look down on Sun Wukong. He belonged to the demon clan. He just felt that Sun Wukong's current situation was quite pitiful and sad.
Of course, he also asked himself. The so-called Monkey King is just a nearly brainless arrogance. Does he really know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is?
"The real Sun Wukong was still suppressed in the central world, but that was hundreds of thousands of years ago."
The ancestor Mo Yuan slowly explained: "And you are just one of the clones that the Buddha of Tathagata forced to be separated from the body of Sun Wukong. Your mission is to repeat the journey of Journey to the West in countless small worlds to spread Buddhist beliefs..."
Sun Wukong was stunned when he heard this, but Tang Feng understood it all at once.
Just like my previous guess, it was indeed the case.
The story of Journey to the West can be said to be almost perfect. It can easily be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, widely spread among the people, and has a long history. It is definitely a powerful tool for Buddhist forces to promote Taoism.
In any world, the story of Journey to the West seems to be unique, but in fact, it is constantly copied and staged in countless middle or small worlds.
It's just that the version or details are different.
Several of the protagonists, Tang Seng, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Seng... they are all kept in the dark, thinking that they are their own subjects and their own only ones.
"Brother Monkey, this explains why you were so strong back then, and you had no opponents in the Tian Palace. Now, why are you so weak? Any demon and ghost on the Journey to the West can make you look dirty."
Tang Feng turned to Sun Wukong and said, "The reason is that you are now less than one percent of your combat effectiveness (or the true body) of that year."
Sun Wukong scratched his ears and scratched his head, muttering in a low voice: "Although you don't understand what the journey to the West is like, I still... understand a little."
Tang Feng smiled and said, "You haven't experienced the journey to the West yet, so of course you don't know the specific process."
"How pitiful, Lao Sun!"
Sun Wukong jumped up with a sad expression and anger: "It was said to be hundreds of years, but in fact it was suppressed for hundreds of thousands of years... And I, I am just a hair in my true body."
Then he was depressed: "If this is true, Old Ghost Mo Yuan said it well. A mere hair, the meaning of existence is indeed meaningless and not worth mentioning."
"Is this true?"
Tang Feng smiled and replied, "If it were me, I wouldn't think so. I am me, I am independent and selfish. No matter if it is someone's hair or hair, since I have lived, this life is my own. No one can use it casually, let alone take it away easily!"
After saying this, Brother Monkey's depressed gaze immediately brightened: "Brother Tang, it means, you won't care about this, will you help me next?"
"meeting!"
Chapter completed!