Chapter 937: Joy of the Heart Ape

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, like dew and like lightning, should be viewed as such."

The rock mountain crumbled, heaven and earth collapsed.

The mountain peak he stood on was like ashes in the fire, splitting into pieces. The dust that had just been raised was covered by the heavy rain, and the rocks smashed into the abyss sea, making big waves.

A somersault of one hundred and eight thousand miles, but couldn't flip out of the Buddha's Five Finger Mountain...

Leading the Chong tribe, crossing mountains and ridges, walking the earth, digging mountains and rivers, building dams and digging lakes, guiding hundreds of rivers into the sea, calming the flood disaster in the nine provinces.

Ten years like one day.

The road measured by his feet was more than one hundred and eight thousand, but in the end, it was a dream, neither breaking the barrier nor seizing the Great Sun Tathagata...

The bubble popped with a "pfft."

Back to the original shape.

Emptiness surged from his limbs and bones, squeezing into the ends of his fingernails and hair tips.

Lightning tore through the night, the falling rocks stacked layers of air waves, squeezing out the dampness in the air, white fog flowed, dragging like a meteor tail flame, clearly reflected in his pupils.

Splash!

A large number of bubbles surged out.

Accompanied by huge rocks smashing into the seabed, the silt expanded, muddying the field of vision.

Liang Qu was tiredly drowned in the mud and sand, he had no strength to move anymore.

Sleep.

He closed his eyes.

Outside the water surface, lightning was like a wild dragon, waves were surging, only the bottom of the water was peaceful and quiet, smashed by huge rocks, the rising silt slowly fell.

"Whoosh."

The earth contracted and exhaled like lungs.

The seawater on his body was emptied, as if it had been drawn away entirely.

Infinite lightning separated his eyelids, illuminating his pupils. Liang Qu still closed his eyes, he was too lazy to look, and had no energy to look, and his ears were also deafened by the roar, treating it as someone opening the quilt.

Boom!

The roar disappeared.

Cold seawater flowed back, wrapping around his body, washing him to who knows where, indistinguishable from thousands of water algae.

The spirit monster hidden in the mud suddenly rushed out, bit this blood food he had never seen before, broke two sharp teeth, and fled in panic.

Some fish fled, some fish came, thinking the teeth couldn't bite, it was a treasure, and could be offered to the King.

Liang Qu still ignored it.

A nap...

Center of the Black Sea.

Mountains stretched, like a whale exposing its back.

The mountain ridge was paved with black tiles, the tiles engraved with flowing clouds and rolling waves, iron-black chains stretched from the mountain belly, for who knows how many thousands of miles, with bells hanging on them, and winged dragon patterns on the bells.

The water rose and fell, thousands of dragon-patterned bells played.

At the end of the chain, the figure covered in water algae and rock blocks opened his eyes, golden-red eyes falling on the sleeping person, cold and silent.

The little spirit monster looked up, shook its tail, and retreated uneasily.

Hanging Temple.

Snow fell on the pond stones.

Heart Ape Lake's waves flowed, like a silver mirror. On the Bodhi tree in the center of the lake, a blue-haired big monkey leaned on the branches, gnawing on fresh peaches, the rich juice wetting the fur on the back of its hand, a blue tail swinging back and forth like a big hairy worm.

Dragon-Elephant, Mingwang, Master Di Xian, Yang Dongxiong, Long Yao, and the elders of the other four great orthodoxies all gathered here, observing the disciples and friends breaking the barrier.

Above the lake, the painting was colorful.

Six people occupied one place, wandering in the colorful starry sky, five of whom sat cross-legged, motionless, only one in the center, initially also in a cross-legged posture, less than half a day, suddenly stretched, stretched out in a big character, although not elegant, it showed comfort.

"Hiccup."

The little Star Ape spat out a peach pit, bulging its belly, deliberately letting out a big hiccup to attract attention, but found that no one looked at it at all, giving birth to a bit of dissatisfaction. Looking down at the lake, someone was imitating its posture, even more unhappy.

It scratched its head, scratched its hairy cheeks, saw the Dragon Girl by the pool, its eyes lit up, dug into the tree crown, actually turned out another fresh peach, hooked the branch with its tail, and shook it to the shore.

"Abbot, this is..."

Long Binglin pointed to Liang Qu, who was in a stretched posture in the center of the lake.

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, like dew and like lightning, should be viewed as such." Master Di Xian put his hands together, "Liang donor fully displays the Heavenly Man's unrestrained image, the progress is gratifying."

Long Binglin felt relieved. He didn't understand the first half, but he understood the second half.

The other orthodox elders all nodded.

Under heaven, no great orthodoxy is as big as the Imperial Court. Liang Qu became famous at a young age and had his own extraordinary qualities, otherwise, he wouldn't have been highly expected by the Hanging Temple, looking forward to the Root Buddha. With this dynamic, it was obvious that he was the first to see through something.

Only Long Yao had a strange expression.

Heavenly Man's unrestrained image, why does it look like he's asleep?

Liang Qu's sleeping posture was always very bad, and it was exactly the same as the one before his eyes on weekdays.

"Roar roar!"

A blue-haired monkey stepped on the snow and rushed to her side, holding a bright fresh peach.

People around cast envious glances.

Long Yao looked back at Master Di Xian.

"Accept it." Master Di Xian smiled, "This is the joy of the Heart Ape, a wonderful fruit that ordinary people seek but cannot get."

"Joy of the Heart Ape?"

Long Yao took the peach.

... A dream of unknown years of spring and autumn.

Liang Qu's tired and dizzy consciousness finally struggled out of that ten years of chaos and depression, not sinking forever, he lifted a little spirit, floated out of the sea of consciousness to catch his breath, and began to think about the predicament again.

Six demons and five harms.

This barrier, how to break it?

Ten years of water governance, a big dream, seeing through the appearance, not returning empty-handed, is it an obstacle? Is it annoyance? Is it detention?

Eh.

Slept too long.

So long that his head was heavy and his feet were light.

The white ape he saw when he woke up and walked out of the cave was Wuzhiqi?

A roar shattered the mountain peak.

Throughout the ages, only the Huai Vortex Water Lord, right?

When Yu was controlling the floods, he reached Tongbai Mountain three times. The winds were startled and the thunder ran; the stones wailed and the trees cried out. The Kui Dragon and the Earth Earl guarded the river, while the Heavenly Elder mustered his troops, yet the work could not be completed... Yinglong chased them away in battle, their necks locked in great ropes, their noses pierced with golden bells, and they were moved to the foot of Turtle Mountain in Huaiyin...

Is the second illusion a mythological version?

Coming again, who did he turn into this time?

Great Yu or Yinglong?

Looking back, Liang Qu was surprised that he could still think normally. He never thought his will could be so tenacious, full of resilience like wild grass in stone cracks.

Splash.

Splash.

Vaguely, chains collided.

Liang Qu felt his leg being grabbed by a rough hand, hanging upside down. He opened his eyes and looked up and down.

The beast shape was like an ape, five zhang tall, white head and long mane, snow teeth and golden claws, eyes like electricity.

Its shape and appearance, he didn't know how many times he had seen it on the Ze Tripod.

Wuzhiqi!

"Fake."

He closed his eyes.

"Fake?"

He doubted again.

"What is true?"

A third thought floated in his mind.

Pfft!

The white ape grabbed the "chicken," swung its forearm.

Boom!

The world rotated.

Liang Qu's back collided with the ground, hurting violently, his bones and internal organs creaked, his whole skull vibrated like a bell being struck, and a mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth and nose at the same time, staining the water.

The white ape threw Liang Qu to the ground, golden eyes burning.

"Stole my power, playing dead?"

Hiss!

Liang Qu bit his teeth, the corners of his eyes twitched, he reached out to touch, touched the rotten flesh and hard objects on his back, touched his eyes, and in his scarlet palm were his shattered spine fragments.

Water governance is fake.

Dream White Fire is fake.

The pain at this moment is real!

But what did Wuzhiqi say?

He was hung up again.

Wuzhiqi sprayed water from its nostrils.

"Is the Ze Tripod easy to use?"

"What?"

Liang Qu's eardrums had long been shattered by the white ape's roar when he left the cave. At this moment, he couldn't hear the sound, but it was all grouped together like paste, only hearing a question.

Boom!

"Ha"

Blood foam overflowed between his teeth, making Liang Qu cough incessantly, his vitality constantly passing away.

A dignified Grandmaster, actually couldn't do it after being thrown twice.

"Ze Tripod, is it easy to use?"

The voice entered his mind clearly, Liang Qu was surprised that he could hear again, grinned.

"Easy to use!"

Wuzhiqi grinned just like Liang Qu.

Boom!

The floor was intact, blood sprayed wider, like a tomato smashed on the ground.

The Perfected Form's vitality desperately rescued, the innate body was roughly stitched like a rag doll. This stitching was not without cost, as if a section of ethereal lifespan was shaved off.

Liang Qu was in so much pain that he could only groan, his brain was completely paste, and he asked himself with the only remaining fragile heart.

"Is it true, or fake?"

"Is it the life-taking of the five harms?"

Thinking.

Think fast.

Too tired, painful and tired.

The dog-day Six Demon Trial is really fucking tormenting. If I knew, I wouldn't have come. Let it end like this, it's not too shameful to have a Life-Bound Bodhisattva...

Take a nap first.

Liang Qu closed his eyes.

Wuzhiqi looked at the thing sleeping soundly like minced meat on the ground, falling into endless astonishment.

"..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 938 =====