I Was the One Who Pushed Wukong Down to Heaven with My Own Hands

Within the Three Realms, there is no Bodhi Patriarch. Everyone said so. There is no name in the book of life and death, and no status in heaven. Even Tang Monk thought that he was born and raised on earth, and he was self-taught without a teacher—— It's as if the Sunset Moon and Three Stars Cave had never existed. But Wukong remembered. He remembered the rosin in the cave, the laughter and scolding of his senior brother, and the trembling hands behind his back when the man in white drove him out. In order to find that person, Wukong crushed the Buddha's fruit and walked backwards through the long river of time. But when he pushed open the cave door, what was reflected in the bronze mirror—— It's his own face. At this moment, there was a knock on the door. A young voice shouted: "Master, I have traveled far and wide just to live forever." Wukong froze in place. He knows that the person outside the door will cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace in the future, will be crushed under the Five Elements Mountain, will become a Buddha, and will taste the most painful loneliness in the world. And he knows better—— He couldn't save him. He must personally push the person outside the door into an irreversible future. Because the person who personally pushed Wukong down from heaven—— It has to be me.