"My name is Chiqin, the Saint of War under Archas!"

"——Today my bones and flesh will be burned, and my ashes will be scattered over the mountains, over the earth, and into the rivers. They will be implanted in the flesh and blood of others through drinking water, and will take root and sprout after landing on the ground."

"Tomorrow, this world of all eternity, the mountains, rivers and seas, the prosperous and peaceful times, will all be for my continuation!"

The moonlight is cold.

She laughed three times, turned and went out.

He never looked back at the boy again, as if he was afraid of regret and fear.

On Su Liujin's desk, the milk had already gone cold, not a drop of it had been touched.

On December 24, the third year of the White Tower Archas era, the Saint walked up to the platform and angrily denounced the king for his stupidity, listing the thirteen crimes of the Great Wizard. The king was furious and wanted to arrest the Saint. The Saint set her armor on fire and burned herself to death.

The death of the saint shocked the people. Prince Tororo overthrew his father in the name of blasphemy against the saint, ascended the throne as king, issued an imperial decree, purged the army, and assassinated the lord of the northern border.

Fifteen days later, the war was over.

The new king, Tororo, cast a sacrificial tripod in a high pavilion, engraved 300 words of "The Saint of the White Pagoda", and burned 7,000 volumes of voodoo books.

From then on, the weather was favorable for the crops, the prisons were cleared, and there was no sound of war for a hundred years.

…

night.

Su Liujin placed a white Isha flower in front of the graves of Chen Ping, Luoke Xia, Qian Qin and others.

In the past, there were many drinks and banquets, but today he is alone.

Qianqin said that she was a follower of Ichthyarel, and even if she died, she might be written about one day, although it would not be her.

The moment the moonlight rose, Su Liujin looked back.

The comrades who drank with him in the past have now turned into a forest of steles, as if looking back at him and asking him:

——Liu Ge'er, have you found your answer?

They seemed to be laughing.

The moonlight is bright and the fireflies are shining.

…

Gradually practice and gradually manifest, and eventually you will be able to awaken——

All appearances are false.

If you see that all things are not things, then you will see the Tathagata.

…

Su Liujin returned to Chengfo Town.

Following the sound of the bronze wind chimes, he found the green jade.

Qingyu has grown from a girl to an old woman. She smiled and took out a few baskets of milk cakes: "I knew that your benefactor is not simple, he still looks young. I have practiced pastry making skills for a lifetime, Brother Liu, have a taste."

The milk cake was very sweet and delicious. As Su Liujin was eating, she thought of Qianqin and suddenly began to cry.

This was the first time he shed tears. He may not have known why before, but now he had some idea.

It turns out that people really shed tears when they are sad.

It turns out that he really laughs when he is happy and really cries when he is sad. Unconsciously, he has become the "adult" in the script.

Isa flower fell, he was no longer a child.

"Qingyu, I found the answer." Su Liujin suddenly said.

"Hmm? What's the answer?" Qingyu looked at him gently.

"I'm going to go under that big tree and tell it that I don't want to observe for it anymore. I want to be a great sage, I want to be an emperor!" Su Liujin wiped away his tears and said solemnly: "From now on, I am the Jellyfish Emperor Su Liujin!"

Qingyu didn't understand and just smiled.

The long years could not wear away her throbbing emotions, but she no longer expressed her youthful impulses.

The white-haired boy once removed the wooden thorn from her palm, carried her out of the coffin and rushed out of the wedding hall. That night she clearly saw the stars in his eyes. He was a warm person, and if you force him into a cold place, he will rush out.

The World Tree put a golden hoop on him, telling him not to interfere with the world and to become "Sun Wukong" who obeyed the spell of the tight hoop. But when he saw the old people, men, women and children in this world, he began to want to remove the golden hoop and wanted to become "The Great Sage Equaling Heaven".

——If that day, he decisively removed the golden hoop and became the "Monkey King", no longer obeyed the order "not to interfere in worldly affairs", and waved the golden hoop to drive away the undead, would the knight's ending be different?

Li Qingyu was still smiling.

She knew that after she left, she would never see him again. So she taught Su Liujin her cooking skills, which was her proudest thing.

"Brother Liu, you don't have a very good talent for cooking." Qingyu said gently: "It doesn't matter, I will teach you everything. In the future, if you meet a good person, cook for him."

“I will never cook for anyone again.”

"Not necessarily. Brother Liu, just learn it. It's not a bad thing. When I teach you to cook next time, you can still remember that thousands of years ago, there was a girl named Qingyu. She buried a red silk handkerchief from her youth under her house and hung a copper wind chime under the eaves."

After Su Liujin learned cooking skills, he left Chengfo Town and headed for the World Tree.

His eyes sparkled, and his back seemed to have grown a pair of long, wax-coated wings, helping him to walk faster and faster towards the sun...

Lin Qinghuan, Li Qingyu, the little monk, the storyteller, the old man on the cliff, Chen Ping, Luokexia, Qianqin, and the Great Sage.

So many faces reflected in his eyes.

How many are still here, and how many have passed away?

They seemed to be standing on the other side of the river, smiling at him.

Oh, rivers, rivers of the human world.

The river that lingered in the world finally flowed into his palm.

——Human beings are nothing but a drop of drizzle, a wisp of wind. All things in the world should be as short-lived as morning dew. What makes them so long?

But it is also a drop of drizzle and a wisp of wind.

It is the drizzle that nourishes and makes everything grow.

It is the spring breeze that leaves traces and makes all things sprout.

The Dharma nature of all sentient beings is also like this.

——At the end of Journey to the West, “Sun Wukong” ascends to heaven and is no longer the “Great Sage Equaling Heaven”.

——At the beginning of Luowasha, "Su Liujin" took off the golden hoop and became the "Jellyfish King".

…

Above the lotus niche, a golden face looks down with eyes cast down, and the falling sandalwood chips look like Udumbara.

At the foot of the sacred mountain, the little monk twisted his Buddhist beads, bowed his head and murmured:

“Like a person walking at night without seeing the moon.”

“Suddenly I encountered a bright moon and saw the moonlight shining, but I did not know it was the moon.

“Like a blind man touching an elephant, he cannot see the whole picture.

"If you are illuminated by the moonlight, you will gradually recognize it, and this is the Buddha nature.

"Gradually cultivate and gradually manifest, and eventually you will be able to awaken -

“All appearances are false.

"If you see all things as not being things, then you see the Tathagata."

(—— Adapted from the Agama Sutra, Diamond Sutra, and Mahaparinirvana Sutra)

…

All appearances are false.

If you see that all things are not things, then you will see the Tathagata.

Why did Icarus die?

They answered, the human world.

…

…

“Ugh…!” Su Liujin covered his head.

He let go of Su Mingan's hand, panted softly, and said helplessly: "I can't remember what happened next."

Su Mingan was silent for a long time before he recovered from the heavy memory: "Are those your memories just now?"

Su Liujin said: "It belongs to Su Liujin, but it shouldn't be mine."

Su Mingan paused slightly... What does this mean?

Su Liujin took his hand and smiled: "Okay, come with me to where we really want to go."

(End of this chapter)