Chapter 826: The Monkey King Should Be Robbed and Returned to the Old Mountain

Just two-thirds of the way through the three dozen bones, Monkey King has been tormented by the curse and rolled around.

The canopy on the side looked somewhat embarrassed, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

The Monkey King who ran across the heavens alone and almost single-handedly made it to the Temple of the High Heaven, was so downcast that he was punished by a mortal monk.

Compared with his pig-like appearance, this is more difficult and less decent.

What if the one who suffers replaces himself?

Tianpeng thinks that maybe he will directly shoot Xuanzang to death with a nine-toothed rake, and then fight with their Buddhist sect...

But after being suppressed for five hundred years, why did the monkey's mind change so much? Didn't everyone say that the country is easy to change and the nature is hard to change, so why did this monkey look harmless to humans and animals at this time?

Could it be that this monkey is holding back his energy and wants to go to Lingshan to do something big?

"Master! Master!"

Tianpeng ran over from the side, and the big pig's trotters held Tang Seng's hands, "Senior brother, he knows he's wrong, so don't chant the mantra!"

Sha Wujing also hurriedly said: "Yes, master, senior brother has piercing eyes, and he can discern all the monsters in the world. There may be other secrets behind this matter."

In this way, Xuanzang finally stopped the magic spell, and the monkey beside him jumped up from the ground, with a fierce look on his face, and roared at Xuanzang.

Tianpeng hurried over and continued to fight, so to speak, this gave the monkey a step down.

However, such a good thing didn't last long, and the bone spirit possessed another old farmer, carrying a hoe and making a gesture of returning home. When he saw his wife's body, he burst into tears.

This time the monkey didn't say anything, rushed up with the golden cudgel, beat the old farmer to death with one stick, and then looked at Xuanzang provocatively.

Xuanzang's eyes were full of disappointment, he sighed in a low voice, and recited the magic spell again.

Throughout noon, this poor land was full of miserable howls.

The three corpses left by the bone spirit were buried together, the pit was dug by the canopy, and the person was buried by the sand monk.

The monkey destroyed a forest, so he suppressed his anger.

The canopy is so confirmed that this Monkey King must be holding back his energy and preparing to make a big deal. I should be more careful in the future, and don't be dragged into the water by this guy.

The leisure time of Gao Laozhuang is still waiting for me, the little lady has not practiced yet, although she has the elixir left by herself, but she only has a hundred years to stay together.

Xuanzang also had to go hungry, and continued on the road hungry.

It was night, sleeping on the edge of a sparse forest.

"Junior Brother Sha, what are you talking about in the sky? Why do you see a large group of heavenly soldiers wandering around every day?"

When the night is bright and the stars are sparse, because the pilgrims are mortals, they must maintain enough rest. The four masters and apprentices plus a white dragon horse will choose a secluded place to rest at sunset.

Immortals don't lack sleep, and most of them don't sleep; Canopy is a chatterbox, so it's impossible not to chat.

Drifting replied with a smile: "Second brother, we are on earth, so we don't have to worry about the affairs of heaven."

"Hey, if you're not in your position, you don't plan for your own affairs. It doesn't matter if you don't care about it."

Canopy shook his head slightly, and then looked at a tree with a crooked neck not far away. The monkey was sitting and resting on the branch of the tree, and the elder brother Yu was sleeping soundly on his side under the tree.

"This mortal, can he really sleep peacefully?"

"Second Senior Brother, don't talk about Master like that," Wu Jing said in a low voice, "Everything we say and do is under the scrutiny of all parties. More than ten years is not a long time, as long as we endure it, it will pass."

Tianpeng said with a smile: "That's right, after more than ten years of practice, one day you can prove the magic method, and you will earn money."

Sha Wujing didn't say much, just smiled in response.

In fact, they didn't know what catastrophe was waiting for them, but at this moment they all understood that even without the two of them, with Monkey and Xuanzang around, the journey to the west would not be hindered.

Of these opponents on the road, which one was not calculated by others?

Even where they travel every day and who they come into contact with seems to be a fixed number.

It's really unnerving.

At daybreak, a group of four regrouped and headed towards Lingshan.

What Canopy has to complain about is, what is this for, what is the point of going step by step? Isn't it important to bring Buddhist scriptures back to the secular world in Nanzhou?

I don't understand the brain circuits of these big guys.

One day on the road, one night to rest, and it was time for the canopy to chatter.

"Junior Brother Sha, have you dealt with Zhenjun Erlang?" Canopy asked casually. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the monkey resting in the distance. It seemed that the monkey was also listening to this side, obviously attracted by the words "Zhenjun Erlang".

Only Xuanzang adhered to the routine of going to sleep at sunset, lying beside the little white horse and sleeping soundly.

Drifting said: "I've met and met before, but Lord Zhenjun is definitely not familiar with me."

"I have done a lot of things for Zhenjun," Tianpeng immediately looked proud, but then laughed, "But you are right, we are far behind this kind of top master, and we really do not have the qualifications to meet."

"When Erlang Zhenjun attacked the Lingxiao Palace, I also tried to stop it," Monk Sha said with a little vicissitudes in his voice, "It's a pity that even a face-to-face can't stop it. It's really too strong."

"Hey, do you think our elder brother is compared with Zhenjun Erlang who broke into the Lingxiao Palace..."

"There is no way to compare." Monk Sha's conversation was also aroused by this topic, "Not to mention anything else, when Zhenjun Erlang is not as powerful as he is now, the whole Taoist sect stands behind him. How dare His Majesty the Jade Emperor touch half a hair of Zhenjun?"

Tianpeng nodded approvingly, "Not to mention anything else, after all, there is someone to rely on to do things well."

"True Monarch doesn't rely entirely on these things," Sha Wujing said with a smile, "The true Monarch's strongest point lies in walking a path that no one can catch up with. We can only look up and be left behind by him, without seeing his wake."

The pig's face on the canopy seemed to be smiling, "I can't see that you, Junior Brother Sha, respect Zhenjun Erlang so much."

Sha Wujing smiled a little embarrassedly, and said: "Which general in the heavenly court does not worship Lord Zhenjun? It's just that because of his status, he dare not say it out loud. It's all right now, Zhenjun has become a judicial god, and now those who want to scold in secret should try their best to curry favor."

"It's really not like you who are usually taciturn."

"That's true. I'm a little excited when I mention Zhenjun, hehehe."

"Okay, let's go to rest early. We must not be idle for too long. When we get out of this mountain, there is probably another threshold below."

Canopy stretched, and then yawned, feeling really sleepy in a daze.

These days, in the final analysis, are more peaceful and leisurely than practicing sailors in heaven every day.

...

If Yang Jian had never retreated, but observed the catastrophe of Journey to the West here, he would definitely feel something strange.

Sun Wukong beat the Bone Demon three times, in fact, he was tricked by the Bone Demon and killed three mortals in succession. This was a challenge to Xuanzang's bottom line.

However, this time there was no expulsion from the teacher. Sun Wukong was tortured by the curse for an hour or two, and the four masters and apprentices continued on the road.

It's a pity that Yang Jian is not here, he is devoting himself to enlightenment, and has no time to take care of the situation here.

But Buddhism has arranged eighty-one catastrophes, and each catastrophe is predetermined, approved by the Dao of Heaven, and protected by the catastrophe.

Therefore, even if Xuanzang did not drive Sun Wukong away because of the three beatings of the bone spirit, the calamity of the six-eared macaque's "true and false Monkey King" must be staged no matter what...

In another two days and nights, the group walked out of Baigu Mountain and arrived in front of a barren mountain and wild forest.

As usual, when Xuanzang called out thirsty and hungry, Sun Wukong rode somersault cloud and wandered around to see if there were any wild fruits.

Just as Monkey King left on the cloud, a figure landed on the top of the cloud, first hid in the clouds, then hid in the shadows of the forest, and only after confirming that Monkey King was hundreds of miles away from this place did he suddenly appear.

"Eldest brother? Why didn't you leave?"

Tianpeng looked at the 'Monkey King' who appeared next to him, and asked in a daze.

Sha Wujing on the side reacted quickly, stood up solemnly, and secretly went to get the shovel used as a shoulder pole.

Xuanzang opened his eyes, the light in his eyes flashed, and then he looked at the "Monkey King" who was walking step by step with some puzzled eyes, and said, "Wukong, didn't you go to find water?"

He didn't seem to notice that his voice was so calm.

"Water?" The figure smiled coldly, and suddenly rushed forward, leaving afterimages in the air, and rushed directly in front of Xuanzang.

When he kicked out, he received most of the force, but it also sent Xuanzang flying backwards.

Xuanzang was only a mortal body. After flying a few feet, he rolled on the ground a few times and fell into a coma, unable to recite the magic spell.

The 'Monkey King' moved forward, and the canopy immediately pulled back, and laughed at the monkey twice.

"snort!"

'Sun Wukong' snorted coldly, turned into a whirlwind suddenly, and swept away all the luggage of a group of four people, as well as the purple and gold cassock and other Buddhist treasures, and headed east.

Tianpeng and Sha Wujing looked at each other, and immediately realized that something was wrong, and hurried forward to help Xuanzang, pinched the others tightly, and finally rescued Xuanzang who was holding his breath.

Just as Xuanzang was about to speak, another figure jumped down from the sky, but it was Monkey Sun carrying half a branch, on which there were fresh and tender vermilion fruits.

"You traitor!"

Xuanzang cursed angrily, and the curse sounded again, and Monkey King suddenly covered his forehead.

When struggling, those vermilion fruits were trampled to pieces.

Half an hour later, Xuanzang bit his finger, wrote a blood letter on a piece of clothing torn from the canopy, and expelled the monkey from the teacher's school, begging all the gods and Buddhas to know.

Sun Wukong's eyes were a little frozen, he looked down at his palm, and raised his hand to touch the golden hoop on his forehead.

He said coldly: "If you let me go, take off my golden hoop."

"Master, don't do it," Tianpeng shouted deliberately from the side, "If you take off the golden hoop, Eldest Senior Brother will directly kill us!"

"The golden hoop was given by the Bodhisattva. You are capable of reaching the heavens, so go find the Bodhisattva."

"Okay!" Sun Wukong took the blood book, took a deep breath, turned around and flew to the East China Sea.