"Yes, the young monk understands. Now he will go down to the next world and keep an eye on Jin Chanzi and Sun Wukong."

Avalokitesvara turned into a ray of Buddha's light and descended into the world.

Tathagata Buddha resolved this "catastrophe" and left.

All the immortals and saints in the heavens have retired, each performing his duties and moving the stars in the sky.

Wuzhishan area.

Chen Jiangliu had been at Wuzhishan for several days. He randomly caught some wild game, but the food was tasteless. "This monkey...isn't he dishonest?"

"I've been gone for many days, why haven't I come back yet?"

"What will the female goblin do on this journey if our good disciple doesn't come back?"

Chen Jiangliu sat on the pile of stones bored.

A stream of light flashed across the sky, it was Sun Wukong who had returned from heaven.

"Master, master, I am back, specially brought bananas and peaches from Huaguo Mountain."

Sun Wukong had just taken out the fruit, but he couldn't help but was stunned. He saw the master holding a leg of an unknown animal in his hand, which was roasted until it was sizzling and oily...

“Aren’t all Buddhists vegetarian?”

"how……"

The master in Sun Wukong's imagination should be a monk who eats fasts and chants Buddha's name, and is a serious Buddhist monk... But now...

Chen Jiangliu saw that Sun Wukong finally came back and jumped up quickly, "Kongkong, you are back. The flowers that the teacher waited for have all withered."

"Nuo, here you go, I'm just a little tired of eating. I want to eat some fruit to relieve my tiredness."

As he spoke, Chen Jiangliu handed the roasted deer leg to Sun Wukong and took the opportunity to wipe the oil stains on his hands on his golden monkey hair.

Sun Wukong took the deer leg in a daze and took a bite. It tasted pretty good. Obviously... the master was a habitual criminal, and he could make it so delicious in the wilderness.

Chen Jiangliu asked while eating fruit: "Kongkong, my teacher wants to ask you something, but you are not allowed to deceive me!"

"Teacher, don't worry, I will tell you everything!" Sun Wukong's first impression of Chen Jiangliu was good. After all, it was him who saved him, and he came with that mysterious man, so there shouldn't be much difference.

Chen Jiangliu's face became extremely serious and serious, and he asked: "Is there any stunning banshee on this journey to the West?"

"Of course there are too many monsters, especially the big ones, but don't worry, master, as long as I am here, the monsters won't be able to hurt you at all." Sun Wukong vowed.

"Kongkong, what are you talking about? What kind of peerless monster?"

"My teacher is talking about a stunning succubus!"

"That kind of annoying female seductress, do you understand?"

Sun Wukong was confused, "This..."

Sun Wukong's face showed embarrassment. He knew a lot of great demons, but there were really no banshees.

"That's all, that's all, the road is still long, don't be in a hurry."

"Kongkong, let's go!"

Sun Wukong took the horse, and Chen Jiangliu rode the white horse and continued westward.

In a blink of an eye, more than a month passed.

Chen Jiang flowed out of Wuzhi Mountain and has been traveling for a month and thousands of miles away.

It was a cold day in the twelfth lunar month, the wind was strong, and it was slippery and freezing; we were walking on rugged roads with steep cliffs and steep mountains.

The sound of rushing water came, and there was a swishing sound.

"Wukong, where are we?"

Sun Wukong jumped on a rock and used his fiery eyes to investigate.

"Master, I remember that this place is called Snake Panshan Yingchou Stream, and the sizzling sound is the sound of the stream."

Chen Jiangliu sat on the white horse and looked far away, and saw:

The trickling cold pulse passes through the clouds, and the clear blue waves reflect the red sun. The sound shakes the night rain and smells the deep valley, and the colorful hair dazzles the sky. Thousands of waves fly and spray broken jade, and a stream of water roars in the breeze. It flows back to the vast expanse of mist, and the gulls

The herons forget each other and never catch each other.

The two masters and disciples were looking at where they were, and saw a sound coming from the stream, and a dragon emerged from the stream, pushed up the waves, pushed it out of the cliff, and swallowed the white horse in one bite.

Chen Jiangliu was hit by the giant dragon and flew backwards. He immediately cursed: "What the hell, I scared everyone to death!"

"Master, don't be afraid!" Sun Wukong picked up the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and was about to hit the flying dragon.

Chen Jiangliu's eyes shone brightly and he quickly asked: "Wukong, is this a female dragon or a male dragon?"

"Master, it's a male!"

"It's okay then, go ahead and kill me. I will prepare a full dragon feast for you today!"

"Okay, Master!"

Sun Wukong flew up to the sea of ​​clouds and began to fight with the little white dragon. The sticks hit him hard!

If it were still the original little white dragon, he would have been defeated by now. However, after practicing the Nine Transformations of the Ancestral Dragon, the little white dragon's combat power has greatly improved, and he actually fought Sun Wukong frequently.

On top of the clouds.

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at this scene and couldn't help but frowned, "This golden cicada...has so much anger..."

Guanyin Bodhisattva has been tracing the whereabouts of the little white dragon. A few days ago, who knew that the little white dragon himself had returned to Yingchou Stream!

The journey to the west has begun, and Jin Chanzi is about to reach Yingchou Stream. It is impossible for Buddhism to find another Jiezi to replace Xiao Bailong. It is better now that Xiao Bailong is back!

But watching the little white dragon fight with Sun Wukong, Guanyin frowned slightly, "This little white dragon seems a little different..."

But what exactly is different, Guanyin cannot tell.

Eagle's sorrow stream.

This battle lasted from morning to noon, and the winner was gradually determined. Little White Dragon's magic power was no match for Sun Wukong, so he was defeated and went back to the bottom of the stream.

Sun Wukong was not good at water, so he could only call for an array outside, and stretched out the Ruyi Golden Cudgel to stir up the water in the stream, but the little white dragon never showed up!

For three consecutive days, Little White Dragon would come out of the stream to fight Sun Wukong every day. When he found that he couldn't defeat him, he immediately fled back.

Even Sun Wukong couldn't do anything to him.

Chen Jiang lingered for three days and looked at it, and he roughly guessed that Sun Wukong was not good at water, so he took out the tent, coal stove, and fishing rod produced by the Chang'an Chamber of Commerce.

Chen Jiangliu caught a fish downstream, "Wukong, don't be in a hurry, fight slowly, you will be able to kill him one day, my master will not be able to eat the full dragon feast, don't be in a hurry!"

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