"Old Pig, go talk to the master."

After hearing what Sun Wukong said, Zhu Bajie hesitated for a moment, but decided to go and tell Tang Seng about it. Before he left, he said, "Brother Monkey, Master is going all the way to the west, and it is a blessing to have a guardian like you!"

"Looking for a fight?!"

What a truth!
If he, a Buddhist monk, can play the role of Sun Wukong, then Sun Wukong is not allowed to play the role of Tang Monk?
There is no such truth.

It is fair for everyone to perform for each other. No matter what, I have done what the Buddhists want and escorted Tang Monk to the west.

What else do you want? Did I kill all the monsters on the road?

Sun Wukong complained in his heart and paid no attention to the sudden strong wind that arose on the Yellow Wind Ridge.

It only takes one breath.

The rolling yellow wind that covered the sky and shook the universe, as if it had turned the world upside down, had already blown over from the Yellow Wind Ridge and was approaching.

As the wind came close, it suddenly blew with a complaining sound. Yellow sand rolled down with the wind, breaking pine trees and breaking grass, causing rocks to bounce around, and the dust and smoke were so loud that it even made it difficult for Sun Wukong to open his eyes for a while.

They could just barely make out a gigantic monster in armor and holding a three-pronged steel fork. With wind all around him, it came as if it was a shadow in a painting, suddenly picked up Tang Monk and walked away.

This time, Zhu Bajie and Xiao Bailong were not swept away.

Only Tang Monk was swept away to Huangfeng Ridge by the overwhelming yellow wind.

The Yellow Wind Monster left.

Huang Feng, who was shaking all the people in the bag, seemed to disappear suddenly, leaving only Zhu Bajie and the White Dragon Horse staring at each other, and then suddenly they both looked at Sun Wukong on the side.

"Brother Monkey, the master has been swept away again!"

Zhu Bajie howled, and almost threw himself into Sun Wukong's arms, "Brother Monkey, what should we do now? If I had known earlier, I would not have advised Master to change the route. Brother Monkey, you could have gone there and flattened that monster mountain and cave directly, wouldn't that be enough?"

"That's great. We just got out of the Ghost Mountain and now we are falling into the Demon Mountain again... Master has such a hard life."

If it weren’t for the last sentence, Sun Wukong wouldn’t have thought anything of it.

But after hearing what Zhu Bajie said, Sun Wukong tried to hold back and almost laughed out loud.

Who can be blamed?

It was Tang Seng who wanted to go back to Mount Futu. When the road forked, Tang Seng still chose which way to go west.

He brought himself to the Huangfengling Mountain, so who can I blame?

"Fool, since you know your master has a miserable life, what are you waiting for... Hurry up and take your harrow and go kill the monster and rescue your master from the mountain."

"Brother Monkey, what you said is true. You are the guardian!"

"If you don't even want to go, how can I take your job? Otherwise, listen to me, let's divide our luggage and go our separate ways. Without our master, it's time for us to go our separate ways."

Good guy! !

Sun Wukong really didn't expect that the old pig, who was not taken away by the monster the first time, actually wanted to divide the property and not go to the West.

Such a fool should be put in a tight hoop, why should he be put in a tight hoop for a monkey!
"Brother, the Bodhisattva has said so."

At this moment, the white dragon horse at the side spoke, and Zhu Bajie looked at him sideways, "Little white dragon, didn't you say that you couldn't transform normally? How come you can speak now?"

"Brother! You should go with the Great Sage to the demon mountain and look for the master."

"Otherwise, if something happens to the master, you, as his apprentice, will be laughed at by all the gods in the sky."

After hearing what the White Dragon Horse said, Zhu Bajie opened his mouth, but really couldn't refute it.

No matter what, Zhu Bajie couldn't deny the carelessness of the master and the apprentice. Sun Wukong was not Tang Seng's apprentice, so maybe he could shirk some responsibility for saving Tang Seng, but Zhu Bajie was different...

If the master has problems, the disciple will be responsible. If the disciple has problems, the master will bear the consequences.

This is recognized by all gods and Buddhas.

Zhu Bajie couldn't deny it even if he wanted to.

"If I had known this would happen, huh huh ..."

"What's wrong with today? You should finish what you said, idiot."

Seeing that Sun Wukong was still in the mood to tease him, Zhu Bajie glared at the monkey angrily and said, "You monkey, you are always finding fault with me. If you have time to say those jokes, why don't you go and save your master!"

"Monkey, are you going to that monster mountain or not?"

"You idiot! Is this how you beg for help? Say something nice to me, and if I'm satisfied, how about going with you?"

It's boring on weekdays, so if Sun Wukong doesn't tease Zhu Bajie, who else can he tease?

But this old pig usually has a busy mouth and never loses his temper even when he is anxious, which brings Sun Wukong a lot of fun.

"Great Sage, please don't make things difficult for me. I see that Huang Feng is very unusual, and I'm afraid that the demon king is a practitioner. If I go alone, I'm afraid... Great Sage, please help and rescue Master." The little white dragon spoke again.

This also requires some vision.

Little White Dragon could see something behind the yellow wind coming out of the Yellow Wind Monster's breath.

"Since Little White Dragon has spoken, I will accompany you for a walk. Idiot, what are you still standing there for? Let's go, let's go..."

"When the time comes, you, a pig-head, will challenge me, and I will back you up. I will make sure that the monster won't be able to do anything to you."

As he said this, Sun Wukong really took Zhu Bajie's shoulder, and carried him on a cloud of auspiciousness, and suddenly flew towards the direction of Huangfeng Ridge.

Not long after.

When they flew to the top of Huangfeng Ridge, before the little monsters in the mountains could provoke or report him, Sun Wukong had already thrown Zhu Bajie down from the cloud.

"Idiot, what are you waiting for? Take out your rake and take care of them all!"

"It's so smoky and smelly, it's not a good monster at first glance."

"You damned monkey! Why don't you do it... I didn't owe you anything in my previous life, how can you just abandon me like this... Get out of here, I'll beat you up!"

Zhu Bajie was thrown directly into a pile of monsters by Sun Wukong. He was now helpless.

Faced with hundreds of monsters of all sizes attacking him, he could only show off his nine-toothed rake, flash all kinds of divine lights and demonic auras, and dance with the rake in one hand.

One rake, one monster!
It's true, Zhu Bajie, who was forced into a corner, used the spiked rake in great skill. His aura and moves were so impressive that even Sun Wukong, who was on the cloud, could not help but be dazzled.

"This pig-head has really practiced hard, and his use of weapons is really good!"

"It's just that my cultivation is a little lacking."

Fortunately, Zhu Bajie has no shortage of magic, so no matter how many little demons come, they can't do anything to him for a while.

A moment later, hundreds of demon soldiers and several demon generals were raked to death. Then, a tiger roared and a demon general about ten feet tall suddenly jumped out from the hillside of Huangfeng Ridge with gusts of demon wind.

This demon general had a tiger head and a tiger brain, but he held two red copper knives and came riding on the wind...

The knife flashed like lightning and the body moved at an extremely fast speed.

For a moment, the tiger took advantage of the wind and the sword took advantage of the tiger's shape, and the sky and the ground were filled with the sharp light of the sword.

Without even waiting for Zhu Bajie to turn around, he swung both swords together and chopped down fiercely at Zhu Bajie's back and neck.

when--! !

Zhu Bajie is not an ordinary monster, so how could he be ambushed by Tiger Vanguard?

Without knowing when, the spiked rake had already been waiting in front of Tiger Vanguard's neck. After blocking the two swords and two blades, he turned and danced, and the spiked rake turned into a ray of spiritual light and suddenly flew to the center of Tiger Vanguard's eyebrows.

The next moment, with the sound of "bang" in the wind, the flying spiritual light suddenly changed into a nine-toothed rake, which completely smashed Tiger Vanguard's head into pieces.

But there was no sign of any evil wind blowing or blood rain falling.

It turned out that Zhu Bajie's rake only hit Tiger Vanguard, who had transformed into a phantom wind shadow.

The real Tiger Vanguard had already escaped to who knows where with the help of the wind.

Wait until more little demons come to surround and block.

Tiger Vanguard suddenly appeared in front of Zhu Bajie with the help of the wind, and slashed down with two more swords!

The knife flashes like a sword, invisible and cold.

Good knife skills!
"This Tiger Vanguard is worthy of his name!"

Upon seeing Tiger Vanguard, who even Zhu Bajie was unable to defeat him for a while, Sun Wukong couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

It's true, this demon can wield two swords in one hand according to the wind and his movements, almost at will. Moreover, this demon is very good at escaping from the shell, and the art of controlling the wind is also very good. When his body moves, it seems as if he is teleporting and flying in the wind.

Sometimes it appears, sometimes it disappears.

For a moment, Zhu Bajie's spiked rake flew left and right, but he couldn't catch the demon general's body and was unable to do anything to him.

Less a moment.

This even made Zhu Bajie shout, "Monkey demon on the cloud, listen carefully, I have already discovered you, are you still planning to take advantage of it..."

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes when he heard this.

Then he saw the tiger vanguard suddenly disappear and move towards his left and right. Sun Wukong almost took out his stick and hit the idiot twice on the forehead.

"If you want to fight Old Sun, you come... Transform!"

Sun Wukong came to Huangfeng Ridge not to subdue demons, but to find an excuse for Zhu Bajie to ask for help.

Even the Tiger Vanguard couldn't withstand his five-colored spiritual light, and Sun Wukong didn't even want to take action.

Instead, his body suddenly fell down and turned into a pig hair, which stuck directly to Zhu Bajie's head.

Haven’t hidden it from Tiger Pioneer yet!
For this reason, the Tiger Vanguard flew into the air, and when he saw that he was not close to Sun Wukong and did not give him two slashes, he naturally chased him down and struck Zhu Bajie twice on the back of his head.

What else can Zhu Bajie do?
He could only hide first and then hit Tiger Vanguard twice, still refusing to show mercy, "Damn Bi Ma Wen, how could you bully me like this... Hurry up and change back to me! What's your ability to touch me... If you have the guts, touch that monster's forehead..."

"Why are you going? You idiot, I asked you to kill some small monsters, but you couldn't even take them down. And you keep claiming that you are the Marshal of the Heavenly Army, and that you are in charge of 100,000 naval forces and the Tianhe Water Palace... If anyone knows about this, aren't you afraid of being embarrassed, idiot?"

"Monkey! Don't go too far! Old Pig... I am a reincarnation, and I haven't cultivated my skills yet."

"Really... Hehe, go talk to these monsters and see if they recognize you as the Water Palace Marshal. If you don't want to contribute, just say you don't want to contribute... Do you think I can't see through it?"

Cultivation is one thing, and being too lazy to display supernatural powers is another.

Take for example how much power the spiked rake in Zhu Bajie's hand exerted. Sun Wukong might not be able to see it clearly, but he could be sure that it was definitely not 70% of its power, and it was even doubtful whether it was 50% or not. Otherwise, the power of this treasure itself would not be able to contend with the double swords of Tiger Vanguard.

Do you really think that Taishang Laojun's Eight Trigrams Furnace can refine all kinds of weapons?

Needless to say, Sun Wukong had already carefully seen the Nine-toothed Rake, which was a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure!

It took so many rounds for this kind of spiritual treasure to subdue two demon swords of immortal treasure quality...

What a liar!
"You damned monkey, why don't you do anything yourself! You only know how to bully me, I owe you... How dare you, monster! It's fine if the monkey bullies me, but you, a monster, are nothing. Beat me up! Come and kill me!!"

I don’t know if it was because Sun Wukong made him angry.

After Zhu Bajie wielded the Nine-toothed Rake this time, the entire world within a hundred miles suddenly sank and trembled. Tiger Vanguard, who wanted to turn into the wind and escape, immediately felt that the heaven and earth around him seemed to be holding him hostage. Even the wind, which he used to be closest to, no longer recognized him.

Instead, it turned into a cage.

It makes it impossible for him to move forward and unable to do anything.

In the end, he could only watch as the huge rake hammered on the double swords, smashing them into pieces, and then another hammer hit his chest, making nine holes in front of him that went all the way through.

No matter whether it was the demon's body or its soul, they were all blocked and smashed...

Immediately, the dead cannot die again.

It wasn't just the Tiger Vanguard. Later on, Zhu Bajie used his rake to strike down in the air. He clearly didn't hit any specific monster in the mountain, but wherever he looked, all the monsters, no matter they were soldiers or generals, couldn't even utter a single scream. They all had nine holes on their bodies and even on their souls.

One hit, all destroyed!

"Cheers! Idiot, this strike of yours deserves my applause."

“You damned monkey, you still say that… Huhuhu… You clearly know that I am not practicing enough, yet you still provoke me to take action… Humph, you want to tire me to death… only then will you be satisfied, right?”

After just two uses of the rake, Zhu Bajie's forehead was sweating and his breathing became unstable.

A top-grade spiritual treasure, even one acquired after birth, cannot be controlled at will by anyone.

Zhu Bajie was able to perform this magic thanks to the Nine-toothed Rake, which he had refined in his previous life and which remained with him in this life.

That's it.

Even if Zhu Bajie exerts all his strength now, he can only exert 30% of it.

And just now, I was probably not even using 10% of my strength.

"You idiot, if you have time to scold me, you might as well get rid of that yellow wind monster! Otherwise, be careful of being blown away by his yellow wind! Be careful, he's coming..."

Sun Wukong's words had not yet fallen.

As a gust of yellow wind blew up from somewhere in Huangfeng Ridge, a monster with a rat-like face came out of the wind, riding the yellow wind and holding a three-pronged steel fork.

Afterwards, no one knew how many monsters it brought with it, and the rolling demonic energy and wind turned the area within a radius of ten miles into darkness.

"Where did the monster come from? How dare you run wild in Huangfeng Ridge? Watch out!!"

Without even waiting for the evil wind to land, after seeing the evil soldiers and generals under his command dead all over the mountain, the Yellow Wind Monster suddenly opened his mouth, attracting rolling yellow sand accompanied by a sharp yellow wind, and violently spit out towards Zhu Bajie.

The present tense.

The fierce wind covered the sky and the earth, and the invisible yellow sand rolled across the universe.

I don't know how this wind blows, but everything in all directions is toppling, shaking, becoming muddy, and turning upside down...

In an instant, the blue sky disappeared and it was difficult to open my eyes.

A breeze blew.

The wind blew so hard that the spiked rake in Zhu Bajie's hand almost fell off. He became completely confused and his body was blown around so many times that he forgot all about his magical powers.

I just felt like my soul was flying away, and my skin and bones felt like they were being cut by a knife. The pain was so severe that I just wanted to curse Bi Ma Wen.

But I suffered from old sins.

even.

When the Yellow Wind Monster spoke again, Zhu Bajie said he could not hold on any longer and just followed the wind.

He fled for hundreds of miles.

After sensing that there was no wind around him, Zhu Bajie squatted down in a wilderness, rubbing his forehead, tears streaming down his eyes, and kept howling, "It hurts, it hurts... Brother Monkey, it hurts so much, what the hell is this yellow wind, what kind of monster is it?"

"Brother Monkey, please help me check my eyes. Why can't I see anything? It's just that my eyes were damaged by the wind. Why does my soul also see everything blurry..."

For immortals, gods, monsters and demons who have practiced well, it doesn't matter whether the eyes can see or not, and the same goes for the ears and nose.

But if even the soul is deceived, that would be really bad.

Such things.

Zhu Bajie has never met such a person in his life.

So he stopped cursing Sun Wukong, and stopped calling him Bi Ma Wen. The sound of him calling him Monkey Brother was so miserable.

When they saw Sun Wukong, they almost clapped their legs and laughed.

In fact, at this moment, Zhu Bajie was covered with yellow sand like pockmarks, and his eyes were filled with tears like a resentful woman. It was so funny.

"Brother Monkey, are you laughing at Old Pig?"

"That's not true! Hehe, how could I, Old Sun, kick someone when he's down?" Sun Wukong crossed his monkey hands and waved them back and forth. After a burst of laughter, he said, "Fool, when you were in the Heavenly Palace and the Water Palace, did you also deal with it in this way when you encountered some evil spirit?"

"Just wait for the monster to spit out a mouthful of yellow wind, and then endure it? Is the rake in your hand just for decoration?"

Sun Wukong also admitted that the Yellow Wind Monster's Samadhi Divine Wind was indeed powerful.

It is powerful enough to overturn the heaven and earth for thousands of miles, blow away the souls and spirits of bad people's Dharma bodies, but it cannot be said to be invincible.

Even if Zhu Bajie had been a little more cautious, he wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable situation.

Even if you can't stop the divine wind, can't you just escape with it?

How difficult is it for Zhu Bajie, who comes from human teaching, to learn the method of changing the wind elements?

"Brother Monkey, stop talking. I didn't think that monster was anything special. Who would have thought that it would blow a yellow wind without even telling its name. It's really unreasonable."

"How fresh! Do they want you to be ready before blowing the wind and playing the sand?"

In a place of life and death, where life and death are at stake, how can I still talk to you about reason?
What’s more, the other party is a monster!
"Brother Monkey, please stop talking. I feel pain all over my body, especially my eyes. They feel like they are not my own. Please help me think of a solution. If I become blind... I am ugly in this life, how can I find a wife?"

"Pfft! Ahem... You idiot, it's already this late, and you're still thinking about the third sister of the Gao family?"

"No, I don't dare! I haven't lived enough."

Who would dare to covet the forbidden delicacy that is being coveted by a great sorcerer? Aren't you afraid of death?

Even Zhu Bajie didn't dare to say whether the Tathagata Buddha in the West could withstand Houyi's full-strength arrow!
And this wife-stealer...

"Brother Monkey... I remember you have the Three Lights Divine Water, so quickly pour out a few drops and rinse my eyes. You won't be reluctant to part with it, will you?"

"Ha! You know exactly what treasures Old Sun has."

Sun Wukong didn't think it was anything strange. If Nezha knew it, Zhu Bajie also knew it. What was so strange about it? "You'd better not think about it. I lent that treasure to Erlang Zhenjun earlier, and then it was taken away by the Great Heavenly Venerable..."

“I never wanted to come back.”

As he said this, Sun Wukong suddenly shook his hands, and a few strands of grass-colored light immediately swirled between his hands, turning into sweet rain that poured all over Zhu Bajie's head and face.

A lot of remaining yellow sand was washed away by Sun Wukong's move.

But Zhu Bajie still cried, and even his cheeks trembled continuously because of the pain.

Obvious.

The magic powers such as Yi Mu Ling Shui and Feng Xiang Ling Shui displayed by Sun Wukong were of little effect in curing Zhu Bajie's eyes.

"Brother Monkey, you are really willing to lend out treasures like that..."

"It's true. After all that Monkey Brother's work, my eyes have felt much better. At least I can see things vaguely now."

Having said that, Zhu Bajie suddenly changed the subject and said, "Brother Monkey, you said that I am already in this state. If my eyes cannot be cured, do I have to go to the West to obtain the scriptures?"

Sun Wukong...

This pighead! How can he be even lazier than my family and like to break up?

"You should ask Monk Tang, or Bodhisattva Guanyin."

"It's a pity that the treasure in my hand has not been completely refined. Otherwise, I would give you a bell hammer and you would be able to recover from such injuries immediately."

Since his supernatural powers didn’t work, Sun Wukong naturally thought of magical treasures.

With the Chaos Bell that suppresses Hongmeng's power to twist time and space, it is actually not difficult to suppress the damage caused by wind and sand.

The difficulty lies in how to control that degree extremely finely.

Sun Wukong was really afraid that once the Chaos Bell went down, even the wind and sand in his eyes and Zhu Bajie's soul would be shattered into dust. As for the God-killing Spear...

Forget it.

I’m even more afraid of being remembered.

"Brother Monkey, are you talking about the Chaos Bell?"

"Of course! I don't have any treasures in my hands. Idiot, how about I take you back to the Heavenly Palace and ask those medical immortals to save you?"

"No, no, Brother Monkey should think of another way..."

In fact, Sun Wukong naturally knew who to find to cure his jaundice.

As far as I can remember, it was the Mother of Lishan who happened to pass by and helped heal the eyes of Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie.

But Sun Wukong didn't want to.

The Mother of Lishan has always had a good relationship with Guanyin Bodhisattva, so Sun Wukong has a choice and does not want to owe her this karma.

Thinking of this old mother, Sun Wukong suddenly thought of another old mother of Lishan!

Isn’t she my own senior sister?

"Idiot, do you want to follow me and pay respects to my senior sister?"

"Senior sister? Brother Monkey, your senior sister is..."

"Follow me, and you will know it."

Sun Wukong didn't say anything much to Zhu Bajie. He grabbed his shoulders, turned into a rainbow light, and immediately moved heaven and earth and went to the Pear Cave in Qianyuan Mountain.

In just half a day, Qianyuan Mountain was already in sight.

Before Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie descended from the clouds, three women had already arrived outside the Lishan Cave to greet them.

It is none other than the Old Mother of Lishan and Good Luck.

"Senior sister, Lao Sun is here to ask for help."

Upon seeing the Old Mother of Lishan, Sun Wukong did not hesitate to point at Zhu Bajie and said:
"Sister, please help me check this idiot's eyes. He was blinded by a yellow wind from a yellow wind monster. See if there is any way to save him."

“Yellow Wind…”

Upon hearing this, the Old Mother of Lishan casually picked up and pinched some yellow sand on Zhu Bajie's body, along with wisps of almost invisible wind, and immediately entered her hands.

After twisting it slightly, the Old Mother of Lishan immediately understood what was going on.

It’s Samadhi Divine Wind!
"It turns out that this is a magical power of the wind. Some medical techniques are indeed difficult to cure this disease. Wukong, take him to the quiet room and wait for a while while I refine some ointment. Just apply it three times and it will be fine."

"Back then, Fei Lian, the leader of the ten great demon saints, was the best at this method."

“This Samadhi Divine Wind has been cultivated to a certain level, but it is still far behind that demon saint.”

In the eyes of the Old Mother of Lishan, this eye disease is not really a serious illness.

At most, it would only slightly involve injuries.

If this kind of divine wind were to be unleashed by that demon saint, let alone whether it could be resisted, if anyone was even slightly contaminated by it afterwards, it would not be something that could be cured by some ointment.

Wait until Sun Wukong brought Zhu Bajie into the quiet room.

Naturally, they were looked after by Jixiang and Ruyi, and the two women's aura at this moment also had a hint of celestial being.

How long has it been?

Not only did the two women improve their cultivation essence, but their cultivation level even reached a higher level.

It has to be said that the teachings of the Old Mother of Lishan are good, and the Jiejiao Dharma is absolutely mysterious and profound.

However, after waiting for about an hour, the Old Mother of Lishan had already prepared half a bowl of ointment and asked Ruyi to apply the ointment to Zhu Bajie's eyes.

Just wait once every hour, and after three times, the eye injury will heal itself!
"... Junior brother, if you have some free time, you should also learn the method of setting up formations and refining medicine that was passed down by our sect. It will inevitably be useful in the future."

After settling Zhu Bajie down and waiting for him to come out of the quiet room, the Mother of Lishan began to patiently guide him.

It was the largest sect in the world at that time.

Needless to say, there is much background information about Jiejiao.

Most of the disciples of Jiejiao know a few methods to deal with Dao injuries, spiritual injuries, and physical injuries. For example, the direct disciples of Wu Dang Shengmu know even more.

It can also be considered an alternative way of protecting the Dao.

"What Senior Sister said is true. After I go to Lingshan, I will study and practice cultivation when I have time."

"You! You monkey, it would be great if you could calm down and practice well." Lishan Old Mother didn't say much, just added, "It's up to you whether you want to study or not, but I'm your senior sister here, so if you have any difficulties, just come to me."

"If Senior Sister can't help you, there is still Master!"

The senior brothers and sisters of Jiejiao mostly protect their junior brothers and sisters in this way.

The Holy Mother Wu Dang is no exception.

Sun Wukong felt warmed in the heart when he heard this.

After chatting with the two clam girls, Jixiang and Ruyi, about some gossip since their separation, two hours later, Zhu Bajie was completely better.

The senior sister stuffed the remaining half bowl of ointment into Sun Wukong's hand, and then he took Zhu Bajie back to Huangfeng Ridge.

On the road.

Zhu Bajie asked in disbelief, "Brother Monkey, your senior sister...if I'm not mistaken, she should be performing the Shangqing method? Her cultivation has even reached the realm of Hunyuan Quasi-Sage, who is she?"

Otherwise it’s no wonder that Zhu Bajie didn’t know that Sun Wukong was his new disciple.

There was indeed a period of time when Zhu Bajie never paid much attention to the outside world because of his practice of eating elixirs and being demoted to the mortal world.

Therefore, this old pig was unaware of the huge commotion caused by Sun Wukong's becoming a disciple.

"It could be that person, you idiot, you've already thought of it."

Sun Wukong didn't believe in what happened in Jiejiao in the past, and the idiot in front of him had no idea.

There are so many disciples in Jiejiao, and the only one who can still represent Jiejiao and walk freely in the world is the Holy Mother Wu Dang.

It is also the only remaining facade of Jiejiao.

"I can't believe it! Brother Monkey, does that mean you have become a disciple of that saint again? This..."

"Brother Monkey has such a predestined relationship, it's really incredible!"

Judging from their seniority, Zhu Bajie has to call Sun Wukong "Uncle Master"!
After all, in his previous life, Zhu Bajie was also considered a third-generation disciple of the Human Sect, even if he was only a registered disciple.

But in this life...it’s better not to talk about it.

"Incredible, maybe."

If Sun Wukong had a choice and was born at the beginning of the primitive times, he might not be someone else's disciple.

They would not be suppressed by Buddhism in this way. There was nowhere to hide and they were powerless to struggle.

Fortunately, I was able to lie down all the way!
It's not a waste of emotion.

"No wonder you, Monkey Brother, are only a guardian and not the master's disciple. I was thinking that Monkey Brother might become my senior brother in the future. It seems that there is no hope."

"You really dare to think!"

That Tang Monk was once the second disciple of Buddha Tathagata!
Being his apprentice, let alone whether it is a good thing or not, I don’t know how many generations lower I am than him.

Moreover.

Just by escorting Tang Monk on his journey to the west, I don't know how much karma I will be involved in, and how much of my merit in repairing the sky will be consumed. If I become Tang Monk's apprentice...

After half a day, they returned to the foot of Huangfeng Ridge.

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie looked at each other for a moment. They knew what each other meant, but didn't say anything.

After a while, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but said, "Brother Monkey, why don't you take action? Let me subdue the Yellow Wind Monster. I'm still unsure."

"If you take action, a five-colored spiritual light will flash down, and everything will be over."

Zhu Bajie had seen the Yellow Wind Monster before and knew that this monster's cultivation level was only at the peak of Taiyi level, half a step to Daluo.

His cultivation level is lower than that of Sun Wukong, so he has absolutely no chance of survival under the five-colored spiritual light.

Isn’t that what the Peacock Goddess did back then?

Anyone whose cultivation is not as high as his will never be able to escape his five-colored spiritual light! No matter what treasures or magical powers you have, as long as they are not the most precious treasures, there is nothing to say!

Even if you have a top-grade spiritual treasure in your hand, at most you can only swipe it a few more times.

The result is still the same.

Zhu Bajie knew very well how powerful Kong Xuan was when he faced the immortals of the orthodox school.

"You idiot!"

Seeing Zhu Bajie looking at him with hopeful eyes, Sun Wukong suddenly reached out and stroked the Chaos Bell on his waist, disrupting the surrounding secrets and covering up the traces on the left and right. Then he said, "Fool, what do you know? The Buddhist sect also wants me to do what I am unwilling to do."

"The cause and effect, merit, virtue, and everything else involved are tangled like a mess."

"I was born with merits and virtues, but no matter how much I have, I cannot withstand the calculations of others, let alone the calculations of the whole sect every day. If I follow their wishes, and my luck is calculated away in the future, what do you think I should do?"

Even saints like luck. A religion needs enough luck to thrive and practice.

What's more, it's just one person!
It is true that Sun Wukong owed Buddhism and was destined to go to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Perhaps he had a little more luck left, so Sun Wukong was naturally willing to do so.

What's more, there are rewards for lying down and letting things go wrong.

Sun Wukong would definitely not be happy if he could avoid taking action.

in front of you.

Sun Wukong was willing to change his words and make things clear with Zhu Bajie in order to avoid future troubles. He also wanted Zhu Bajie to contribute more in the future and not cause trouble for him. (End of this chapter)