Vol 2 Chapter 164: : Totem text

In the van Gogh heaven, two gods and rainbows flew out from the void.
Taishang Laojun, who is studying the Bodhi tree, noticed the two gods and flew over.
"Emperor."
He saluted to Sun Wukong and was about to ask about the situation of the trip. Sun Wukong raised his hand and interrupted him.
"I want to close."
When he finished, he flew over to the Bodhi tree.
Too Laojun’s incomprehensible look at the Emperor Donghua, Donghua Emperor shook his head and said that he did not know what Sun Wukong was doing.
But he also had to retreat to study the stone that came back from the Hongmeng area.
Donghua Emperor looked around, then found a star palace and flew down.
When Sun Wukong came to the Bodhi tree, he was restrained, such as a sword in the sheath, and began to meditate.
He already knows the direction of the future, but he is not sure how this road will go. He can only find the answer from those Hongmeng totems.
After leaving the Three Realms, Sun Wukong recorded countless totems on dozens of star houses.
Coupled with this time on the land of Hongmeng, he intends to completely unlock the secrets of those totems, so that many questions in my heart can be answered.
This is a huge job.
Sun Wukong sat seven days and seven nights.
Taishang Laojun first curiously watched the day and found that Sun Wukong was just meditating. Without any unusual moves, he quickly lost interest and put him aside.
On the eighth day, the change suddenly broke.
"Holly one by one"
A loud noise, the Bodhi tree shook, and Taijun was shocked and looked back.
"what is that?"
Beside Sun Wukong, a piece of totem turned into a sky-light beam and flew high.
These totems gather together, and they are white, like dragons and snakes.
"That is Hongmeng!"
Taishang Laojun immediately went crazy and shouted: "It won't last long, remember it."
The celestial beings around the Bodhi tree immediately shifted their sights and recorded the totems.
Those totems really didn't exist for too long, just after a while, they blew and burst into a powder.
The totem burst into a glorious white light, vast and swept, and for a time, let the heavens shine as white.
"It's an incredible power."
Taishang Laojun looked at this scene with amazement.
He knows that this power is not from Sun Wukong, but the power of the totem itself.
This power is extremely powerful, and people who have been bathed in white light have a vast and awe-inspiring emotion from the bottom of their hearts.
The Buddhas looked into the void, and Sun Wukong sat under the Bodhi tree. It seemed to close his eyes and meditate, but it was like a sermon, which caused the wonders of heaven and earth.
Many of the buddies have bowed down devoutly, quietly understanding the baptism of white light.
Inside the Star Palace, Donghua Emperor stopped meditating and looked up at the totems.
A strange text flowed into his eyes. The Emperor of Donghua seemed to be enlightened, his hands radiant and he took out the stones.
The stone trembled slightly in his hand, and then madly absorbed the white light, and the stone hand stone grew.
The eyes of Donghua Emperor are different.
Those totems are too strong, I am afraid that Sun Wukong has provoked a magical spell, but only a little power leaked, so that his stone is refined.
Not only that, the Donghua Emperor heard a group of squeaking noises.
He turned and looked at it, only to see a small grass behind him holding the soil with leaves, and stood up.
Then, some flowers, birds and insects around the Emperor Donghua absorbed all the white light and became a little demon.
The Emperor Donghua was so surprised that he widened his eyes.
The demon stood up happily, gathered together, worshipped a few worships to the void, and then happily ran away, playing and playing.
The stones in the hands of the Emperor Donghua saw that they also wanted to jump out, but they jumped two times, but they did not dare to jump out of the palm of their hand.
Emperor Donghua saw it, bent his hand on the ground, watching the stone jump out of his hand and joined the playful little demon group.
"What kind of supernatural power is this, there is such a scary power."
Donghua Emperor looked at the little demons to play together, could not help but be shocked by the power to make them fine.
He looked up and saw a Buddha light flying to the empty Bodhi tree.
That is the Buddha.
The Buddha flew to the Bodhi tree and saw a phantom shadow looming on the Bodhi tree.
"Great."
Buddha has some accidents: "You have not fallen."
The shadow disappeared, but there was no reply.
"It turned out to be."
The Buddha sighed, and the white sage had fallen, but under the power of the previous one, it awakened a close-knit obsession.
But obsessiveness is not the sacred deity of the white.
"Your avenue is better than me."
The virtual shadow suddenly sounded.
"Daoben has no size."
The Buddha answered.
"My world is bigger than you."
Then the shadow will say.
The Buddha shook his head: "The mustard must be hidden, and the mustard must be."
The virtual shadow did not speak anymore.
The Buddha looked at him and said: "Sun Wukong is deducing chaos and reason. If you are not forgetting, it is better to join him in wishing him a hand."
The illusion immediately became a Sanskrit, and shrouded toward Sun Wukong.
"Great good."
The Buddha sat on his knees and began to deduct the avenue. He spit the golden lotus and guarded the path of Sun Wukong.