Vol 2 Chapter 108: : This is curious

Chaos, silence, silence
Suddenly a lightning flashed through and cracked a crack, and Sun Wukong walked out of it.
"This is outside the heavens."
He looked back at the back and could feel the atmosphere in the distance.
There was nothing wrong with this time, he left the heavens.
However, leaving the heavens, the front is still the endless chaos of gas, can not tell the direction.
Sun Wukong’s superficial powers were swayed by silver when his eyes were stunned, and the world he saw was completely changed.
Several luminous roads are scattered and intertwined in chaos, leading to different universes.
"Which side is leading to the Three Realms?"
Sun Wukong’s thoughts flashed over and carefully calculated, and he could only figure out the general direction and could not lock the right path.
He can only try one by one in the most stupid way.
Sun Wukong immediately incarcerated a hundred ways, each step on a different road, spent two days, found that the road has been extended at the end of the road, but more chaotic.
"Maybe try thousands of times."
Sun Wu thought about it: "The distance is too far."
The road to find the Three Realms is more difficult than he imagined. He has not found a path for two days. He can only say that he is very far from the Three Realms.
"I really left for too long."
Sun Wukong is a bit stunned.
When Zhenyuan Daxian saw him, he said that he had been away for a long time.
At that time, Sun Wukong had some doubts. He remembered that he was pushing the beads to fly in chaos. He did not push for a long time, and he was dizzy for a while.
Unexpectedly, for a while, the Three Realms went through ten years.
"How did that happen?"
Sun Wukong is somewhat puzzled.
In the end, he has been dizzy for too long, or is it flying too fast, beyond the time?
It is not the time to think about this now.
Sun Wukong shook his head and continued to concentrate on finding the way.
While he was looking for a way, Dongsheng Shenzhou had a strange monk.
"Supreme, the aura here is too rich."
The monks walked in the deep forests of the white mist and said: "I am lost."
"Go left."
There is a voice in his ear to remind him.
"Yes."
The monks went all the way to the left and walked a fragrant incense before they walked out of the deep forest.
Just out of the deep forest, he just stopped.
"How can the Tiangong of the Three Realms be so low!"
The monks looked at the sky to the west, only between the clouds, and the city pool floated in the air, and some sail boats with sails shuttled between the cities.
"That is not the temple."
The voice in his ear said: "That is the city built by mortals."
The monk suddenly opened his eyes: "This, this is impossible!"
How can mortals build such a city?
"Sir, how do you know that it is a city of mortals?"
The monk couldn't help but ask.
But he asked twice, and the Sayādaw did not answer.
The monks realized that the Sayādaw was somewhat unhappy and would not dare to ask again.
He went all the way west, the floating city on the road was everywhere, and the mortals who saw the swords everywhere could be seen everywhere.
The mortals of the Three Realms actually mastered the Fa-rectification.
The deaf people are very shocked.
What shocked him even more was that he saw an artificial fairy on the road.
It was a fairy that could gallop on the ground, as if it were connected by a box with a rune inscribed in it, and it was shaped into a variety of mighty dragons.
This is not the first time that a deaf person has left the heavens.
In order to save the strange beasts in chaos, he has gone through countless star palaces, but for the first time he has seen such a strange and magnificent world.
"terrible."
The deaf people began to fear, the world is prosperous, powerful, and even surpassed the blissful world established by His Holiness.
"Supreme..."
What the monks are about to say, suddenly there is a coolness behind them.
A dangerous premonition came to my mind, and the monk immediately stopped the words.
"who?"
He looked back, empty behind, and saw nothing.
"nobody?"
The monks feel incredible.
He is the Buddha with the weakest fighting power in the White Lord. But he can be used as a container for the White Supreme, walking in other worlds without being noticed in the form of a mortal.
Once someone notices it, he can immediately perceive it. This is his magical power.
"Sir, it seems that someone has discovered us."
The monk said in his heart.
"That is heaven, no need to worry."
The Sayādaw replied: "The road was filled between heaven and earth, or it was a little abnormal, but as long as you are not malicious, I can pass it."
"Malicious?"
The monks were relieved.
He doesn't know what the Sayādaw's trip will do, and he is not good at fighting. How can he be malicious?
The monks continued to go west, and the fingers of the sages were introduced to a city.
"Stay here for a moment."
The Sayādaw suddenly said: "I am free of heaven for you."
The monk stopped and looked up at the statue at the gate of the city.
It was a huge stone monkey statue, majestic and beautiful, with a gold hoop in his hand.
"Where you can see this Emperor."
The monk thought in his heart.
This is the statue of the Emperor. He walked all the way. Although he did not have any communication with the creatures of the Three Realms, he saw a lot of statues.
As long as there is a place in the city, there will definitely be such a statue.
Under the statue of the stone monkey, there are always people who worship it.
The same is true of this statue. There are a lot of people worshipping underneath, and the rich incense smell condenses above the statue and lasts forever.
Others can't see the incense, but the monks who are Bodhisattvas can see clearly.
"If the emperor does not come back that day, the incense will not disperse for a long time. After a hundred years, these statues may be fine."
The monk said: "Why do the gods here allow these statues to exist?"
"It will not stop."
The sigh sighed and replied: "I can't stop it."
These statues are good things for Sun Wukong, but Sun Wukong is not there, the incense does not belong, and will eventually become a scourge.
"Maybe I shouldn't come over."
The Sayādaw said: "It doesn't take a hundred years. As long as I can stop Sun Wukong for 20 years, there will be a catastrophe in the Three Realms."
The monk screamed: "Is it not to honor the Three Realms?"
"This is curiosity, come and see."
The White Lord answered.
He originally wanted to look at the Three Realms, mainly to see if he could improve the life here, but at this time, he changed his mind.
The Three Realms are too strong, and all the way to see, humans, monsters, and even immortals, all have rules and a perfect life here.
His blissful world will not be attractive to the world's living beings.
That Sun Wukong’s ability to teach is far superior to him.
"This is a pity..."
The white lord thought in his heart, and then said to the monk: "I have deceived you for heaven, you can go."
The monks stepped west again.