Zhu Bajie did not know what kind of drug the Tang army had fed Xuanzang. Every day, when he rested, he would talk about Dao with a few people. He was so busy every day that he did not have the mood to care about anything else.
Could the green-haired lion spirit be killed? He was the mount of Manjushri.
Could the Great King of Inspiration be killed? He was the pet of Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Could a Nightmare Dragon be killed? He was the nephew of the Dragon King of the West Sea.
… …
After the Tang Dynasty army killed these demons, Tang Xuanzang went to expiate their sins.
Tang Xuanzang, who had stayed in Chang 'an for a long time and had not suffered much hardship, thought that sleeping in the wild was a way to hone his will. Therefore, he was not dissatisfied with the way Wanjie Lou and the others did it.
For the safety of the people, it was completely reasonable for the Tang army to suppress some demons.
On the contrary, because the monks of the Shaolin Temple, such as the Sweeper Monk and Abbot Xuan Ci, often discussed Buddhist scriptures with Tang Seng, Tang Seng was not in too much of a hurry to obtain Buddhist scriptures from the West.
Now that he heard that Wanjie Lou and the others were preparing to ambush Guanyin Bodhisattva, Zhu Bajie's mood could be imagined.
Previously, although Wanjie Lou and company had killed many demons, these demons were mounts and pets. Killing them would at most embarrass the mighty figures of the Three Realms, but it would not result in a life-and-death feud.
However, killing Guanyin Bodhisattva was equivalent to declaring war against Buddhism.
Buddhist experts were as numerous as the clouds in the sky, and their might shook the Three Realms. Making an enemy out of such a force was akin to courting death.
Zhu Bajie thought so in his heart, but when he thought about how Goku had participated in such a conspiracy, he was a little uncertain.
After the battle in the heavenly palace, Sun Wukong must have known how deep the waters of the Three Realms were. The Tathagata Buddha could suppress Sun Wukong with a flip of his hand. Would Sun Wukong dare to provoke Buddhism?
"I don't know anything, I don't know anything …"
Zhu Bajie lowered his head and muttered to himself.
Surrender to Guanyin Bodhisattva now?
In all likelihood, they would be beaten to death by Sun Wukong. Furthermore, there were so many Tang Empire troops. Even if they surrendered to Guanyin Bodhisattva, they might not be able to survive.
He might as well pretend that he knew nothing.
In any case, didn't everyone say that pigs were stupid? He was stupid for all the deities of the Three Realms to see.
Monk Sha, who had been carrying his luggage all the way, leaned against a big rock and rested expressionlessly. If it weren't for his trembling legs, one would really think that he didn't know anything.
"Finally found it!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva's gaze suddenly turned cold. Looking at the three thousand cavalry stationed in the forest below, she heaved a sigh of relief.
He was really afraid that once Xuanzang and his three disciples arrived at the Tempest Temple, the Western Paradise Sutra Seeking would become a joke. As the person in charge of the Western Paradise Sutra Seeking, he would probably suffer a punishment more severe than Sun Wukong being suppressed under the Five Finger Mountain for 500 years.
As long as Xuanzang and his three disciples did not see the Great Leiyin Temple, he could make up for the disaster he had missed previously.
Guanyin Bodhisattva's gaze swept across Wanjie Lou's group and found nothing different. She couldn't help but fly towards Tripitaka.
"Greetings, Bodhisattva!"
Xuanzang was sitting cross-legged under a big tree, thinking about the meaning of the scriptures he discussed with the sweeping monk last night. Hearing the sound of Sanskrit, he could not help but look up and saw Guanyin Bodhisattva slowly descending on a green lotus. He quickly kowtowed and said.
Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Monk Sha, and Wanjie Lou's group all pretended to bow.
If Guanyin Bodhisattva did not take the initiative to fall out with them, Wanjie Lou's group would not take the initiative to do so.
As long as they were given time to develop wretchedly, they would continue to develop wretchedly.
"Sun Wukong, along the way to the west, did you all notice anything wrong?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva used her supernatural powers to examine Wanjie Lou's group for a while. Finding nothing wrong, she turned to look at Xuanzang and his three disciples and finally stopped on Sun Wukong.
Not only was Sun Wukong the strongest, but he also had a pair of Fiery Eyes. If there was anything wrong, he would definitely be able to detect it.
"Bodhisattva, other than encountering some demons and ghosts along the way, there was nothing unusual."
Sun Wukong said respectfully.
After these few days, he could more or less see that Wanjie Lou's group was obviously disrupting the Western Paradise Sutra Seeking.
If he was asked to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Court again, he would never do it.
However, if he saw someone going against the Tempest Temple, he would definitely not report it.
What's more, among the people involved was his teacher, Patriarch Bodhi.
Although he did not understand why his teacher had been so cautious and did not reveal his strength, as long as Patriarch Bodhi gave the order, he was still willing to fight the gods and Buddhas of the Three Realms again.
The five hundred years under the Five Fingers Mountain and the torture he suffered made his heart feel endless pressure.
All he needed was a catalyst for this boundless suppression to turn into boundless rage.
"Xuanzang, how did you get to the plateau?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva frowned slightly, obviously not satisfied with Sun Wukong's answer, so she turned to ask Xuanzang.
Sun Wukong might dare to lie to her question, but Xuanzang would never lie to her.
"Guanyin Bodhisattva, I spent a total of two days to successfully cross the mountain. Although it was difficult and dangerous, I will never give up on the Western Paradise Sutra Seeking."
Xuanzang said with a pious expression, his tone full of determination.
He had never wavered in his goal of the Western Paradise Sutra Seeking. Yes, he had never wavered. Even if he was lustful or something, he had never forgotten about the Western Paradise Sutra Seeking.
Guanyin Bodhisattva was speechless.
You said it was difficult and dangerous to cross the mountain, but if you were thrown into a cage and steamed, what was the point?
If you were tied up and roasted, what was the point?
If you were stared at by countless demons and ghosts, ready to be eaten at any time, what was the point?
… …
"Then be careful on your journey, don't forget the sincerity of the Western Paradise Sutra Seeking."
Guanyin Bodhisattva's scrutinizing gaze once again passed over Xuanzang and his disciples. At the same time, she glanced at the figures of Wanjie Lou and the others.
No one said anything about what happened. He just wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of force was secretly interfering with the Western Paradise Sutra Seeking.
After the tribulation of the Spider Spirit, it was the Green-haired Lion, Golden-winged Eagle and Six-Tusked White Elephant. Each of these three monsters was far stronger than any of the previous tribulations.
He didn't leave, but stayed at the Lion Camel Ridge to wait for Xuanzang and his disciples. He wanted to see how Xuanzang and his disciples would cross the mountains and pass the Lion Camel Ridge in two days.
Guanyin Bodhisattva flew away, and Xuanzang bowed piously a few more times. Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha remained silent and returned to their original positions. Sun Wukong glanced at the silent Patriarch Subhuti and said nothing.
"Kill the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord first!"
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