This is a short story
I watched "Journey to the West" when I was a kid. At that time, I loved this mythological drama. Maybe it has such shortcomings, but for me it has not only shortcomings, but also memories of my childhood. What I regret most about this drama at the end is the only emotional line. Whether it is the straightforward and cheerful Bai Lianhua or the gentle and considerate Biyou.
Three hundred years after Tang Monk and his disciples succeeded in obtaining Buddhist scriptures, the sky shook and the earth shook, the demon Wutian suddenly descended, the Buddha passed away, and the three realms were in chaos. Wutian occupies Lingshan Mountain, because thirty-three years later, Tathagata Buddha will rely on the reincarnated soul boy's Dharma body to support his life, rely on seventeen relics to seize the creation of heaven and earth, and return to the three realms with boundless magical power. If you want to permanently occupy heaven and rule the world, you must obtain seventeen relics and kill the reincarnated soul boy.
So a war started between good and evil
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