In just a minute, Sun Wukong returned with a pile of food in his hand. His eyes were filled with confusion.
"Wukong, what is going on?"
Seeing that he had returned, Tang Sanzang hurriedly went up to him and asked. As for Zhu Bajie, he transformed into a human with a fat head and big ears. He snatched the food and stuffed it into his mouth. After carrying Tang Sanzang on an empty stomach for several days, he was already famished.
Sun Wukong took a bite of the banana and said, "Master, there seems to be a strong wind in the Sacrificial Competition. The whole city is in a mess and there is not even a shadow. Maybe they were eaten by a monster?"
"Monster!"
Tang Sanzang's face turned pale. What kind of monster could eat an entire country's population? How could it be so ferocious?
"Wukong, what should we do?"
Knowing that there was a big monster, Tang Sanzang was nervous and couldn't make up his mind. He looked at Sun Wukong.
Fortunately, he had a powerful disciple. Although he was a monkey, he felt safer than that unreliable wild boar.
"Master, I have checked the surroundings and didn't sense any monster aura. I think it's better not to enter the city to avoid trouble. Let's take a detour."
Tang Sanzang fell into deep thought. He glanced at the empty country. The dead were gone.
Moreover, there was nothing they could do if they couldn't find the monster. For safety reasons, Tang Sanzang sighed and said, "Wukong, if we can't find the monster, let's take a detour."
Sun Wukong chuckled and looked at Zhu Bajie. "Bajie, let's continue."
"Why do you have to let me carry you? Can't you walk on your own?"
"Bajie, I'm just a mortal. I can only rely on you. Come on."
To be honest, Tang Sanzang didn't want to ride Zhu Bajie either. Who asked him to have no means of transportation?
The journey to the West was a long one. If it were a normal horse, it would either die of exhaustion or be eaten by monsters. Although this pig was ugly, it had great mobility. It saved them a lot of trouble.
Tang Sanzang straightened his cassock and got on Zhu Bajie. Sand Monk bowed and Sun Wukong led the way. The group went around the Sacrificial Competition and headed west.
After the four of them left, the figure of the Five Directions Jie Di appeared in the air. He looked down at the Sacrificial Competition with a solemn expression.
"The entire population of the country has disappeared, just like the Lion Camel Kingdom 500 years ago. Could it be that the Golden-Winged Roc is behind this?"
"That Golden-winged Roc's cultivation level is unfathomable. Our goal is to protect Tang Sanzang. If we really encounter it, we just have to report it to Buddha."
"Up ahead is the Fifth Manor of the Longevity Mountain. With the protection of the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal, there shouldn't be any problems along the way. Let's go ahead and wait."
After Wu Fangdi left, a smile appeared on Mu Qingxiao's face. She was finally going to the Fifth Manor of Longevity Mountain.
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About a hundred miles away from the Sacrificial Competition, there was a mountain peak with a cluster of pine trees and a pavilion with several floors. It was indeed the residence of an immortal. On the plaque of the pavilion, there were three words written in flamboyant calligraphy: "Wu Zhuang Guan".
In the Daoist field of the Wu Zhuang Taoist Temple, there was a man wearing a purple-gold crown and a crane cloak. Her shoes were on her feet, and a ribbon was tied around her waist. Her body was like that of a child, and her face was like that of a beauty. His three beards fluttered in the wind, and the old man with crow feathers on his temples stood there.
The old man was the owner of the Fifth Manor, the ancestor of the Earth Immortals, Zhenyuanzi.
On this day, Zhenyuanzi summoned the forty-eight disciples of the Fifth Manor to the Daoist field.
"I was invited by the Jade Clear Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning to listen to the Primordial Chaos Dao Fruit at the Clear Sky Palace. Come with me. Qing Feng, Ming Yue, you two have the weakest cultivation, so stay behind to guard the mountain gate. "
"Yes, Master."
Qing Feng and Ming Yue responded, but their eyes couldn't help but be a little sad. Going to the Clear Sky Palace to listen to the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning's lecture was a rare opportunity, but now it was gone.
Zhenyuanzi seemed to have thought of something and smiled faintly, "An old friend will be passing by soon. Don't neglect him. You can give him two of my ginseng fruits to eat as a token of our old friendship. "
"An old friend?"
"Yes, that old friend is the monk who went to the Western Paradise to pray for Buddhist scriptures."
Qing Feng raised his eyebrows and said in confusion, "Master, Confucius said, 'Those who walk different paths should not make plans together'. We are from the Taiyi Fantasy Sect. How can we know that monk?"
Zhenyuanzi stroked his white beard and said calmly, "That monk is the reincarnation of Golden Cicada, the second disciple of the Western Gautama Buddha. 500 years ago, I met him at the Feast of All Souls. He once served me tea personally, and the Arhat respected me. Therefore, he is an old friend, so don't neglect him. "
"Yes, Master, we know."
Qing Feng and Ming Yue cupped their hands and answered.
"Hmm, I will go to the Clear Sky Palace immediately."
Zhenyuanzi shook his horsetail whisk and was about to leave. He paused and ordered, "Oh, his eldest disciple, Sun Wukong, is the monkey who made a mess in the Heavenly Palace 500 years ago. Remember not to cause trouble. After entertaining them, let them leave."
"Yes, Master!"
After saying that, he left the Fifth Manor with the forty-six disciples under the respectful escort of Qing Feng and Ming Yue.
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As time went by, the sun set in the west, and the sky was filled with colorful lights.
The group finally arrived at the Longevity Mountain. Sun Wukong glanced at the peak and said, "Master, look, the Taoist temple is so majestic. It's getting late, shall we stay here for the night?"
Hearing that, Tang Sanzang got off the pig and smoothed his kasaya. He looked up at the majestic Taoist temple and said, "Amitabha, let's stay here for the night."
As soon as he finished, Zhu Bajie turned into his human form and followed him up the stairs.
"Fifth Manor?"
Glancing at the flamboyant words, Sun Wukong was confused. Although he made a mess in the Heavenly Palace and was once the Great Sage, he knew nothing about the Grand Deity Zhen Yuan.
Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha's pupils shrank. As former generals of the Heavenly Palace, they naturally knew about the existence of the Grand Deity Zhen Yuan.
At this moment, two fairy children walked out of the Taoist temple and bowed slightly. "Are you guys here to seek the scriptures?"
"Amitabha, we are indeed here to seek the scriptures."
Tang Sanzang put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha.
"Before my master left, he told us to treat those who seek the scriptures well. Please come in."
Monk Sha was slightly stunned. The owner of the Taoist temple knew that they would pass by here. He was really resourceful and seemed to be fated with the Buddha. He greeted Sun Wukong and the others and stepped into the Fifth Manor.
Sun Wukong squinted his eyes. The two fairy children were Golden Immortals. It was unbelievable.
"Senior Brother, let's go in quickly. The owner of the Fifth Manor is an incredible existence."
"Oh? Junior Brother Sha knows? "
Monk Sha nodded gently and said, "I've heard that there is an Earth Immortal Ancestor in the Earth Immortal Realm. He is called the Grand Deity Zhen Yuan. His strength is so great that we can't compare to him."
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