newbobooks Chapter 1290 Where is the Curse Hiding
Chapter 1290 Where is the Curse Hiding
Chapter 1290 Where is the Curse Hiding
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Who can persuade Sun Dasheng?
Monk?
Don't mention it, it is still suppressing all demons in the Sea of Bitterness, and it is estimated that it will not be able to escape in 80 or [-] years.
Pig Bajie?
Intentionally or unintentionally back then, they often complained in front of Tang Seng, and the victimized Monkey King was tossed to death by the curse.
Sha monk?
Basically there is no sense of presence, there are not a few words from beginning to end, and there is no hope at all.
The white dragon horse is even worse.
So, Guanyin Bodhisattva?
Now he is suffering with Tang Seng!
Tathagata Buddha?
Rather than inviting him to come, it is better for the Jade Emperor to do it himself, so as not to owe favors!
The key is that Sun Wukong seems to have no sense of belonging to Heaven and Buddhism, and even feels a little disgusted.
No wonder he readily agreed!
The bare-footed immortal came out of work with a big belly on his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Jade Emperor, why don't you chat with the group leader in the group, he will definitely listen to what the group leader says."
"That's what I said, but... how do I speak?"
The Jade Emperor felt very embarrassed.
Lord Shui De Xing said: "I think that the Jade Emperor doesn't have to speak in person, he can ask the seven princesses to speak. Fairy, if you act like a baby, maybe it will be done!"
So this glorious mission fell on the seven fairies, the seven fairies are not high in realm, just the peak of the fairy.
But the identity is there, the Queen Mother's own daughter, what is said still has some weight.
The most important thing is the little fairy, who can be coquettish and cute, but it's not good to be a male god.
The Seventh Fairy is in the group with Chen Xin, but there is no reply, what are you doing?
It turned out that Sun Wukong might have a mental illness. He always felt that the curse must be lifted, and he had no choice but to ask Chen Xin for help.
Chen Xin observed with piercing eyes, but couldn't tell.
Sun Wukong said: "It's right if you don't see it. If you can see it easily, how can you hide it from my grandson!"
Chen Xin was right when he thought about it. Since Sun Wukong proclaimed himself as the Fighting and Conquering Buddha, he has not found that the magic spell still exists for hundreds of thousands of years.
If Tang Seng hadn't lost his nerve suddenly, he might have forgotten about it.
It shows that the magic spell hides very deeply.
Chen Xin had an idea, "Yang Ren's eye-to-hand skill, looking up at the heavens and looking down at the underworld, seems to be more powerful than the piercing eyes, why don't you invite him to have a look?"
Sun Wukong said: "I am not familiar with him, will he help?"
Chen Xin said with a smile: "You don't know me well, I do. For my sake, I will help."
Sun Wukong said: "Forget it, I can't trust anyone except the group leader."
If there are other things, it's okay to say that the magic spell is integrated into Sun Wukong's soul, and the soul carries most of the consciousness and energy of the gods, as well as various magical powers of cultivation.
For someone to observe the primordial spirit, it is tantamount to handing everything about oneself, including martial arts and supernatural powers, and even life into the hands of the other party. Once the other party has a little selfishness, it may be lost forever.
That's why Monkey King refused.
"Then what should we do? Just procrastinate like this? I don't think Tang Seng will recite the curse anymore."
Chen Xin said.
Sun Wukong sneered, "Of course he didn't dare, he offended Heaven, not to mention him, the Tathagata has suffered!"
It really is……
Otherwise, with the virtues of Buddhism, they would not suddenly mobilize collectively. In the past, they were pushy and obstructive, with all kinds of reluctance.
"Or the group leader's soul is out of the body, go in and have a look?"
Sun Wukong suddenly said.
"Is this... appropriate?"
Monkey King smiled and said: "What's inappropriate, I just said that, except for the group leader, there is really no one that Lao Sun can absolutely trust."
"OK then!"
With a thought of Chen Xin, the primordial spirit came out of the body and got into the eyebrow of Monkey King.
"boom!"
As soon as he entered, he saw a huge monkey standing proudly in Sun Wukong's mind, and an incomparably huge majesty of a saint poured over him like mountains and seas.
"Great Sage, restrain yourself, I'm a little out of breath!"
Quasi-sages and saints both carry a holy word, but their realms are vastly different, and Sun Wukong's primordial spirit is even more powerful.
Even though Chen Xin's cultivation base is strong, she still can't bear it.
"Hey, old grandson forgot, don't blame the group leader!"
Sun Wukong hurriedly restrained his breath as much as possible, Chen Xin gradually got used to it, and then went up, down, left, right, left and right around Sun Wukong's primordial spirit, observing carefully.
"Ruyi stick technique... just learned it."
"72 changes... This is the privacy of the Great Sage, so you can't read it."
Chen Xin saw many memories in Sun Wukong's soul.
But he abides by his heart, sees what should be seen, and sweeps away what should not be seen.
Sun Wukong was a little cautious at first, but seeing him so frank, he couldn't help but smile,
Since the group leader was asked to help, there was no need to be wary, so he completely let go and let Chen Xin observe.
After a while, Monkey King couldn't help asking:
"Group leader, did you see that?"
"Don't worry, I'm watching."
After looking at it for a long time, I can't help but feel a little strange that I can't see the existence of the magic spell.
"My lord, I can't see it! Why don't you take a nap?"
"Okay, I'll leave it to the group leader."
Sun Wukong made himself sleepy, and gradually fell asleep drowsily.
Chen Xin cheered up again, and checked Sun Wukong's soul bit by bit.
So as to come into contact with more memory fragments.
Sun Wukong jumped out from the cracks in the rocks... the self-proclaimed Monkey King... apprenticed to a teacher to learn art... making havoc in the heavenly palace...
These dusty memories have always stayed in the depths of Sun Wukong's soul.
suddenly!
boom!
A sky-shattering anger erupted, and the Monkey King in his memory roared up to the sky,
"Tathagata, you lied to me... ah!"
This was Sun Wukong's memory of being suppressed by the Tathagata Buddha under Wuzhi Mountain. At this moment, it broke out, and the hatred was still overwhelming, which made Chen Xin's soul tremble.
Chen Xin hurriedly backed away and continued to observe from another place.
"Monkey, this is the fruit I picked, I'll give you one."
This is a warm scene of a little boy playing with the Monkey King who is under the Five Fingers Mountain.
Immediately afterwards, countless memories appeared intertwined, all of which were fragments, some proud and some frustrated, and that "hehe, eat a stick from my grandson!" is even more exciting!
Suddenly, Chen Xin saw another seemingly warm scene.
"Wukong, it's getting cold, I made a hat for my teacher, try it and see if it fits?"
"master!"
Sun Wukong took the hat and danced happily, "Thank you, Master!"
He puts on the hat and the nightmare begins.
"Ah! You thief monk, you actually hurt me so much!"
Sun Wukong suddenly had a splitting headache and felt his head was about to explode. When he opened his eyes, he realized that Tang Seng was reciting the magic spell.
He was so angry that he raised his golden cudgel and was about to kill the monk of the Tang Dynasty.
Tang Seng recited more and more intensely.
The magic spell took root in his mind the moment he put it on. Even though Sun Wukong is an indestructible body, he couldn't bear the severe pain of being imprisoned.
Time and time again, Monkey King broke the mountain and cracked the ground in pain, but the curse could not be removed no matter what.
In the end, Sun Wukong's edges and corners were gradually smoothed out, and he willingly became the apprentice of the mortal who knew nothing but chanting scriptures, killing demons and demons along the way, and made great contributions.
But are these really what he wants?
Chen Xin was not sure, but he compared his heart with his heart. If it was him, he would not be convinced no matter what.
So, where is the magic spell hidden?
(End of this chapter)