"Five hundred years! It's been five hundred years! Do you know how I lived these five hundred years?!"
Sun Wukong looked up to the sky and roared, the sound shook the whole world, and the Five Finger Mountains trembled!
Old Tathagata, do you think that suppressing my grandson for five hundred years will destroy my fighting spirit? Can you let me obediently go to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures? Dream!
After three hundred years of enlightenment, my old grandson is no longer what he used to be!
Journey to the West? Learn from experience? No, those are all clouds!
When I get out of trouble, I will definitely turn him upside down!
I want to take a seat in the Jade Emperor's Lingxiao Palace!
I want to tear down Tathagata's Leiyin Pagoda and burn it for firewood!
What bullshit destiny, what fate is hard to disobey, are all a joke in front of me, Old Sun!
I, grandson, will not be a chess piece, only the one who plays chess!
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Traveling through time to become the Monkey King, only to be told that there are still three hundred years until the journey to the West begins? What's even more deceiving is that he will continue to be trapped under Wuzhi Mountain for another three hundred years? !
Fortunately, he awakened the chat group of all heavens and became the supreme being in the group.
However, this golden finger seemed to be his strongest in the early stage, so it couldn't help him get out of trouble?
Three hundred years, in the blink of an eye.
When the curtain of Journey to the West slowly opened, and when the gods and Buddhas in the sky thought that everything was under control, an unruly voice resounded through the three realms:
"My grandson is back!"
