(Brothers, after this farewell, there will be no return date)
Light and shadow kept flickering in Yang Jian's consciousness, but the disputes in the outside world did not wake him up from his coma.
He still remembered what Ziyun said to him, that there was a drinking party waiting for him...
Stumbling in a daze, he saw the red light in front of him, which was the breath of Qitian Demon Flag flowing in his blood. The source of the light is an open door.
When Yang Jian walked into the door, the skylight flashed through, and the scene in front of him was covered by the boundless spring scenery.
This is the east coast, on the mountainside of Huaguo Mountain. The towering old tree is still coiled on the cliff, entangled with ivy, and it wanders around among the mountains and flowers.
The bird falls on the branch and combines with the sound of waves not far away to form a refreshing movement...
The old tree has sparkling green leaves and blooming flowers. The scattered flowers and leaves are piled into a blanket under the tree.
There was a person standing under the tree, wearing purple clothes and a beautiful face. The purple cloud was smiling and waving, signaling Yang Jian to come over.
Halfway through the step, Yang Jian suddenly saw a commotion among the branches. A monkey jumped out and punched Yang Jian on the fallen petals.
This monkey head is no more than four feet long, with a slender face, a forehead and two yellow eyes. Lei Gong's mouth was biting with outward-turned fangs, and his gray-brown fur exposed his armor.
Monkey King, the Monkey King, has such a hideous appearance. The world only knows about his majesty in the Nine Heavens, but is his face really that majestic?
Yang Jian turned sideways to avoid the punch, then closed his tiger claws and grabbed the monkey.
But this monkey is so thin and agile, how could Yang Jian catch it with one blow?
He turned around and grabbed Yang Jian's wrist, then climbed up his arm and grabbed his face.
Yang Jian saw that the hozen was not following the routine, so he hurriedly shook his hand to shake the monkey away.
"Erlang Yang, are you here?" Monkey stood up straight and said with a grin.
Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, looked at Ziyun aside and then at the monkey.
Is this a dream?
Seeing that he was in a daze, the monkey immediately jumped up on his shoulder, patted Yang Jian on the head and said, "We are walking, Ziyun has prepared some good wine, let's get drunk today!"
Yang Jian was pushed by it and moved forward unconsciously.
When Ziyun saw the two people coming, he flicked his sleeves and turned into a table of good wine.
The three of them lined up. The monkey picked up the wine bowl first and drank it. He smiled with two hare lips and said: "It's been a long time since I drank this Yaochi jade wine. Not bad, not bad haha!!"
Yang Jian didn't say anything and drank a glass of wine by himself.
When Ziyun saw this, she filled up the wine for the two of them. She said, "If you two have anything else to say, let's take advantage of this. If we say goodbye today, there will be no return date..."
Before Yang Jian could speak, the monkey spirit took the lead and said, "Erlang, I heard that you took the old path of my old grandson. What do you think? This path is as simple as you thought?"
Yang Jian shook the wine in his bowl and said: "Master Bodhi said that the protagonist of this story is not me. Whether it is simple or not is not something I can judge."
The monkey laughed after hearing this: "Master is right, the protagonist of this story is indeed not you. But, is your own story over?"
Yang Jian shook his head: "I don't know."
The monkey picked up the wine bowl and drank again. He looked at the falling flowers and leaves and murmured: "You see, we are just like the flowers and leaves on this tree.
When they fall, everyone loses contact with everyone and becomes an independent individual.
Our stories seem independent, but in fact, don’t their origins lie in this tree? "
These words touched Yang Jian's heart. He looked thoughtfully at the flowers and leaves falling above his head...
As the monkey said, this world is just a big tree. Two seemingly unrelated lives are still an indispensable part of this big tree, just like gods and monsters.
Even if they fall, they will become nutrients under the tree.
It's like the reincarnation established by the gods, endless life...
"But the path that the demon clan is taking now is to kill the gods and destroy the heavens, isn't it?" Yang Jian said.
The monkey sighed: "God and demon are just names. Both are products of heaven and earth, just like flowers and leaves. Only with leaves can the tree live, and with flowers can it prove that the tree is still alive."
The ending of this story is not who will win between the demon and the god, but how to avoid the emergence of a new person in power after one side wins. "
Successful kings and defeated bandits are not uncommon in ancient and modern times. But which dynasty can remain standing...
Yang Jian drank the wine from the bowl and looked into the monkey's two yellow eyes.
"Since you asked me this question, why did you help the demon tribe gain spiritual power a thousand years ago?" Yang Jian said.
The monkey scratched his ears and said, "Didn't I tell you that gods and demons are like flowers and leaves? If the leaves are in bloom, the tree will not be alive; if the flowers are in bloom, the tree will not be alive."
"Check and balance between gods and demons?" Yang Jian said.
"It's the creatures that act as a check and balance between the two..."
After saying this, the two looked at each other speechless. Ziyun filled up the wine for the two of them, and said, "The wine is a little cold. I'll get a pot of hot wine..."
After saying that, Ziyi stood up and disappeared from the sight of the two.
"She won't come back, will she?" Yang Jian asked.
The monkey turned around and looked at the gradually rising red light in the East China Sea and said, "Probably... not anymore."
Yang Jian stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff, the waves lingering in his eyes.
He said: "You and I were once opposites, but now I walk this road for you. Are you relieved?"
After hearing this, the monkey laughed: "Erlang of the Yang family, you and I are both demons, why should we be at odds with each other? The only difference is that you have an extra eye on your forehead, right?"
Only then did Yang Jian remember that his heavenly eye seemed to have not felt the power of the Qitian Demon Flag.
The monkey jumped on Yang Jian's shoulder and said: "It depends on whether your disciple is smart or not. Your heavenly eye is the key to your recovery..."
Yang Jian turned his head and looked at the monkey. He touched the monkey's head hair involuntarily. This was the first time he had been so close to the monkey.
The monkey was also startled, and then smiled and said: "If there is an afterlife, it would be a blessing for us to be reborn in the same mother's womb.
Erlang, this time, we really say farewell forever. "
After hearing this, Yang Jian felt as though he had lost something in his heart: "A thousand years ago, you took the path that I didn't dare to take. After a thousand years, I will walk the path that you have not yet completed."
I really want to turn back time for a thousand years and fight with you in the sky, how wonderful it would be..."
"Next time, next time definitely..." said the monkey.
"Monkey, you should let him go. He has taken too long."
Ziyun's voice appeared in Yang Jian's ears.
"Aren't you... not coming back?" Yang Jian said.
He turned to see the monkey scratching his cheeks and smiling: "The last time, the last time..."
Yang Jian smiled bitterly, and Ziyun stepped forward, put the hot wine in Yang Jian's hand, and then pushed Yang Jian away from the cliff with a gentle push.
Yang Jian slowly disappeared into the clouds, and he heard Ziyun on the cliff murmuring in tears: "The man I like is an unparalleled hero.
Gold and silver armor are just restraints, and he prefers the scars on his body that the mountain wind blows over.
The three points and two blades dance wildly, daring to make the world tremble. The thin dog next to me roars to the sky and can swallow the sun and the moon without any light!
Heaven dare not crush him, and earth dare not bury him.
How can the love between children be shaken? A sincere heart that holds the flag for a close friend.
Yang Jian! The purple clouds are not gone, they will always be with you in the sky. When there is no rain in the morning, I will look at you in the morning glow..."
Then, the monkey's voice also rang in Yang Jian's ears...
"To resist this banner is to shoulder this responsibility. From now on, this name will once again become the nightmare of the gods.
My dear friend, you and I will never meet again. But please be sure to let future generations remember that there was once a little monkey with a furry face and a thunderous mouth that trampled through the Lingxiao Palace.
His name is Monkey King, Monkey King..."
The red light gradually prevailed, blocking Yang Jian's sight. He closed his eyes and thought about what the monkey said to him.
At this time, Lanfeng and Mu Zhizhi were observing Yang Jian's body in the fire cloud gathered by the Holy Infant.
The Heavenly Soldiers chased them fiercely, and several people simply gave up their escape when they saw this situation. Since there was the Sea Monster General Whale Salamander here, plus Hong Hai'er and Yinghuo, they could still deal with the two Heavenly Kings of the North and South for a while.
But on the other side of Jiuqian, Lanfeng didn't dare to relax...
"Lan Feng, look..." The green light in Mu Zhizhi's hand raised Yang Jian's head.
He pointed at Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye and said: "Senior Yang Jian's eyes are already filled with the power of Qitian Demon Flag, but the Heavenly Eye on his forehead is still indifferent..."
Lan Feng frowned. He knew that this Heavenly Eye was the real life gate for Yang Jian. Now that the life gate has no soul, it would be strange for him to wake up.
"The blood energy of his physical body and the spirit energy of the demon flag and phoenix are mutually exclusive, so wouldn't this Heavenly Eye be the perfect place for him to divide his blood?" Lan Feng said.
After hearing this, Mu Zhizhi said: "You mean, let his own blood be concentrated in the eyes of the sky, and the power of the demon flag be poured into the whole body?"
Lanfeng nodded, but Mu Zhizhi added: "Theoretically, this can be done, but to seal the power of his bloodline in the Sky Eye, there must be a strong force to temporarily seal it.
This power cannot be the power of man-made movements, it must be the power of heaven and earth. "
world? Lan Feng looked around. The war was going on all around. He had no time to look for the power of heaven and earth...
etc…
Lan Feng felt in his clothes in a hurry, and he found the unformed Wind and Thunder Marrow Rejuvenation Pill!
"Zhizhi, may this pill temporarily block his own bloodline?" Lan Feng said.
Mu Zhizhi asked about the origin of this golden elixir and said: "The fighting of wind and thunder should be the ideal force of nature."
Lanfeng didn't think much after hearing this. He lit up the golden flame and phoenix fire, and melted the thunder dragon inner elixir and long hyacinth into the young elixir.
Then use civil and military fires to transform it into the power of yin and yang, and use your hands as a furnace to continuously catalyze this young elixir.
In an instant, the wind and thunder in the sky and the earth stirred up. As the golden elixir gradually took shape, the surrounding wind and thunder began to turn into a whirlpool and quickly moved into the golden elixir.
The four heavenly soldiers and generals and Hong Hai'er and others who were fighting were also shocked by this vision of heaven and earth.
The lightning snake dance struck Lan Feng's hand instantly, and the whirlpool storm suddenly stopped, and the hexagram "Wind and Thunder Benefit" appeared on the golden elixir!
"Zhizhi, protect me!"
Lan Feng pinched open Yang Jian's jaw and put the Xun Lei Marrow Rejuvenation Pill into Yang Jian's mouth.
Holding the secret method of "Medicine Talisman Interpretation" of Xuan Gong Heavenly Scroll, Lan Feng used the wind and thunder power of this golden elixir to gather Yang Jian's physical blood into the eyes of that day bit by bit...
