I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

When the eight children fell asleep, the Dharma Realm monk put one of them back into the quilt, then bent over to avoid touching the roof, and walked silently to the door.

As soon as he approached, Li De immediately opened his eyes and looked at the stunned monk. He just grinned without asking why, and said directly, "Let's go, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The Dharma Realm monk's face slowly relaxed, and finally shook his head with a wry smile: "It's done."

So, the two went out of the house.

Lightning flashes in the dark night, the wind howls, but there is not a drop of rain.

Their figures were in the shadows and shadows, and they walked to the vertically connected hut next door and raised their hands to knock on the door.

The hand has not arrived-

"come in."

A dull voice sounded.

Dharma Realm and Li De looked at each other and pushed the door in the "squeak".

The electric light spilled into the broken house, illuminating the man in the blue shirt sitting cross-legged on the haystack, and the gust of wind that squeezed in made his hair sway.

He stared at the two of them indifferently, like a sculpture.

The Dharma Realm in the form of a giant monkey "thumped" and knelt on the ground with a solemn face:

"The foolish monk was originally from Yunyang County, Jingzhao County. He was commonly known as Che Fengchao, and he was a military officer in the Tang Dynasty. If he did not enter the empty gate, he should also be in the village when he was old, and his children and grandchildren would be full."

"Sipping bitter tea in the morning, stepping out of the door, you should see the fertile fields incessantly, and listen to the chirping of chickens and dogs. When the frost is far away, I meet friends in the stream, and the two old men laugh and go fishing."

The Dharma Realm's eyes flickered, and the corners of his eyes trembled slightly.

Thinking of the tender touch when the eight children rummaged through their broad palms, the small and warm body when they played in their own hair.

In the end, they fell into it, rubbed their small faces, and fell asleep with an unseen smile.

A certain hope appeared on the face of the legal interface:

"When it was noon, there were filial grandsons who slaughtered and served them, looked at the empty baskets and played with them, and pulled their beards with obstinacy. People laughed and fish scattered, and they were happy and happy."

"It's twilight, the setting sun is falling in the west, the sky is dusk and the forest is overcast. Returning home with my grandson, the fish are thin and the people are fat. The shrimp and crabs have come out, only three shadows can be seen, and the Hui is gone."

"When you enter the house, the soup and incense go around the beam. You eat with the candle, the shadow of the candle is flickering, the old wife is disturbed, and the son persuades.

The Dharma Realm wanted to laugh at it, but in his mind, along the way, the frozen bloodstains and stumps, the hope gradually turned into pain:

"This sincere and foolish monk's unrepentant wish is not the wish of the world?"

He remembered that day among the ruins, when the little child came out of the crypt, staring blankly at the devastated ground, turning purple from bending and stretching, walking, falling, crawling up, and falling again.

He dismounted, picked it up, and fed it with hot water.

The little child cried and asked in a blur: "Aweng, where have Grandpa and Auntie gone? I can't find them."

Looking at that dirty little face, he froze and was speechless.

The face of the Dharma Realm was already shaking, but he tried his best to hold it back. He suddenly kowtowed, his forehead and hands fell, his five bodies fell to the ground, covering up his gaffe, and roaring in a deep voice:

"The demons cannibalize people, and the living beings are ruined, but the foolish monk is trapped by obsessions. Now I have come to my senses, and the sin is unforgivable."

"I hope Tang Zun will be merciful, and the foolish monk will enter the gate of the Holy Shield. The rotten old, the lonely and the widowed, the homeless dog, I would like to use firewood to serve the life of the world... to die!"

"Boom!"

Dharma Realm raised his body, knocked again resolutely, and smashed the ground into a muffled sound.

Tang You didn't say anything and looked at the person beside him.

Li De looked at Tang You and then at Fajie. He also fell to his knees and shouted, "Me too!"

"Even if you may die in battle for this at any time, and suffer eternal poverty, you will not be named?" Tang You asked in a deep voice.

Li De opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly stopped, and closed it little by little, falling into silence.

He remembered the woman who held the child and cried bitterly against the door when he left.

At that time, she was silent in the excitement that she was about to see the vast world, and she made a casual promise that she would go back alive and bring her the most splendid gem in the world.

I don't actually love her, and the marriage was arranged by her parents, but she...is so meticulous, always doing things silently, and then looking at herself quietly and sweetly.

In the past, I always felt that I was an eagle who was not bound by everything. She was just locking her own cage, but now I think about it, if she died in a foreign land, then she...

His heart ached inexplicably.

And, to be honest, Li De was actually afraid of death, and the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became.

In the fight, the sudden bloody courage can make people forget all fears.

But when one calms down and thinks carefully, the profound horror contained in the word "death" is enough to make anyone shudder.

After being rescued that day, Li De woke up several times in the night, dreaming that he was dead and his body was rotting in the desert.

Afraid of death, afraid of not being able to see her.

But……

He thought of the ruined village, of the corpses all over the place, of the baby hanging on the fire and roasting...

Yes! Now the demon has not spread to his hometown, but is only raging in some areas, but if you let it go, the tragic scene will inevitably spread to all places.

Li De's hand squeezed a little bit.

He thought of his unsmiling parents, his elder brother who disliked each other with him, his child who was only one or two years old, and... the woman who smiled quietly and sweetly...

He did want to run far away, but—

"I'm not very noble, I just... hope they live!"

Li De's fingernails were almost embedded in the flesh, he gritted his teeth, and kowtowed like a dharma world.

He didn't have extraordinary strength, and this blow made him dizzy, but he kept on holding on, kowtowing "dong dong" one after another.

Thunder rolled outside.

The two heard the thunder, and a clear voice floated: "Get up. I hope you are not without the glory of the Holy Shield."

Li De raised his body, and on his smashed forehead, a stream of blood dripped down from the eyebrow frame.

Tang You's palm protruded from his sleeve, flicked his fingers, and a little light appeared, then flew to Li De and stopped steadily.

"Li De, the one in front of you is named Naming Seed."

"It can't make people extraordinary, but it will develop the potential of the human body to the extreme, and use vitality to transform it into extraordinary power."

"Accepting him and using him means short life and early death. The only benefit is that when the demons are eliminated, the extraordinary soil disappears, and the user only needs to take it out, and he will not be implicated."

In this regard, the determined Li De took a deep breath and firmly held it.

The next second—

A suppressed roar came out of his throat in an instant.

He seemed to be in great pain, the veins burst out all over his body, bent into a prawn, and scratched the rammed mud with sharp traces.

After a long while, he gradually relaxed, panting like a bellows.

At this moment, Tang You stretched out his left hand, revealing a finger-long black pocket stick in his palm.

As soon as he sent it lightly, it flew into the air, rose in the wind, instantly turned into the size of an ordinary long stick, and fell vertically.. 0

"Boom..."

Ground shaking.

Both Li De and Dharma Realm looked over, and saw the long stick standing in front of him.

A closer look, it is about two feet long, the bowl mouth is thick, and the color is deep. When you take a closer look, there are five characters on the stick body that are simple in form, like a cracked road.

The Dharma Realm in the form of a giant monkey looked at Tang You blankly.

"This is the weapon given to you. It is called the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod. It is the tenth-generation president of my Sacred Shield. It was collected and refined. It was lent to King Yu to control the flood.

"It can be big or small, heavy or light, and indestructible. But I took it from the place where the Yangtze River entered the East China Sea, and I saw that it has been flooded for many years, and its spirituality has worn away seventy-seven-eighth-eight. Today's limit is only 13,500. catty."

"But as long as you refine it and feed it with copper, iron, gold and silver, its upper limit will gradually increase until it returns to its former peak."

When the words fell, Li De swallowed his saliva first. For him, it was already a mythical artifact.

Dharma Realm stared at the long stick in front of him, stood up slowly, a three-meter-high figure stood in the house, his broad palms slowly protruded, and finally—

He gripped it tightly.

The mouth of the bowl is thick, which is just right for him in the form of a giant monkey.

Moreover, when the palm of the hand touches the icy stick body, and then recalls its name, the Dharma Realm will have a strong throbbing for no reason, as if two separate individuals converge at this moment.

"From now on, you will be called - Wukong!"

President Tang's words are still coming.

And this name made the Dharma Realm's heart throbbing so much that the air he exhaled turned into hot white smoke, and his arms trembled.

Wukong, Ruyi Golden Hoop...

Inexplicably, he seemed to be at an important moment, and the sound of exhalation became shorter and thicker.

The Xuanhei stick also seemed to feel something in his heart. The characters carved on the stick body gradually glowed with golden light, reflecting the smooth golden hair of Wukong, making it like pouring gold, even more sacred.

Li De stared blankly at this scene.

For some reason, at this moment, he seemed to be listening to the bard, narrating the most majestic plot of the "Iliad" with 5.3 passion.

"Pick it up."

Li De heard the president's voice, as if it came from a distance.

The giant monkey looked at it subconsciously.

"Goku."

The voice came closer and clearer with a strange power.

In this voice, the giant monkey exhaled white smoke, which made the temperature of the broken house rise, and a little scarlet gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Wukong! Pick it up and go clean up the evil in this world!"

By the last sentence, Tang You's voice had already roared in his ears like thunder.

The scarlet light in the monkey's eyes skyrocketed in an instant, like a suppressed volcano erupting. He grabbed the black stick and stabbed it into the sky, causing the roof to shatter in an instant.

"Roar……"

It roared violently, and the terrifying sound swept through the mouth full of fangs, making the staring Li De next to him almost deaf.

Just at this moment, lightning flashed across the night, and his figure illuminated by the electric light at that moment is still frozen in legends thousands of years later.

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ps: This is the Monkey King in my mind!

The Monkey King in my heart is a mixture of the novel "Journey to the West", the 1982 TV series, and "The Legend of Wukong". .