Seeing Sun Wukong riding a cloud and landing in front of Wei Yang, he was all humble and polite, nothing like his usual arrogance and arrogance. The gods were also surprised.
"Wukong, no need to be polite, why are you walking so fast?"
"Hey, Headmaster, thanks to the gods' methods."
Sun Wukong chuckled and immediately called him the master to prevent everyone from seeing the relationship between the two masters and disciples. However, this statement immediately made Wei Yang look at the gods. Seeing Wei Yang's confused look, the gods smiled awkwardly.
He looked at Jin Guangxian beside him.
"This is my report to the Headmaster. If the Headmaster hadn't seen through it at a glance, Zhu Bajie's laziness would have taken only a year and a half, and Master Tang Seng and his disciples would never have thought of reaching this place."
Thinking of what he had done before, Wei Yang laughed. He didn't expect that the journey to the west would take a total of sixteen years, all because of Zhu Bajie.
At the beginning, Wei Yang was also confused. Logically speaking, it was reasonable for Xuanzang to spend such a long time with the power of destroying a mortal body. But in Journey to the West, there are these monkeys, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Seng as protectors.
Even with the strength of the white dragon horse, it still took such a long time. It can only be said that the journey was extremely difficult and the disasters arranged by Guanyin were numerous.
But seeing that Zhu Bajie was so slow, even though he acted as a groom to lead the way, he was too lazy, so the white dragon horse was naturally happy to see him. Even though the white dragon horse was transformed into a dragon, it did not fulfill the power of the dragon at all.
Tang Monk moved forward quickly. Although Zhu Bajie was the one who did the bad things, the white dragon horse also had the intention of being lazy.
"Everyone, don't let the little white dragon take it too easy in the future. He has a lot of strength. As a divine dragon, even though he can move with the power of his feet, how can he be at such a speed?"
"We know."
Seeing the malicious smiles on the faces of the gods, and the eyes full of joking, Sun Wukong raised the corner of his mouth and said in his heart: I'm afraid that it will be difficult for the little white dragon in the future.
Two lazy guys are lazy. Now it's better. You have to let others whip you with a whip before you can do your best. Why bother?
After Sun Wukong left the Flame Mountain, he encountered the dragon monster on the bank of the Blackwater River. The two sides fought hard here, and the dragon monster fled back to the cave.
This dragon monster is the son of the Dragon King of Jinghe River. If he entered the city as originally planned, Sun Wukong would probably be defeated. He would have to go to the Dragon Palace of the West Sea to ask the Dragon King for help.
Now that Sun Wukong has regained his strength, in this world, not only can he fight against all the gods in the world, but he can easily deal with ordinary small gods. Even if the five parties join forces, Sun Wukong is not afraid at all.
He is unable to defeat the dragon monster who is trying to uncover one of the five truths.
After Sha Seng and Zhu Bajie once again lured the dragon monster out of the Blackwater River, Sun Wukong beat the opponent to death with a stick without saying a word.
At the moment, the dragon tendons of the dragon monster are still wrapped around Sun Wukong's waist, waiting for some time to create a treasure. As for the flesh and blood of the dragon monster, they have long been devoured by Tang Monk's three evil disciples, together with the little white dragon.
The dragon skin was also divided by three people, and they each made leather armor, leather boots, and a skin bag for the dragon monster. Not even a trace of silk was wasted, and all the materials were used to their best advantage.
It is precisely because after this battle that Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng saw the power of this monkey that they no longer dared to be disrespectful at all. They became fearful of Sun Wukong in their hearts and obeyed him even more.
The old Dragon King who was far away in the West Sea Dragon Palace did not wait for Sun Wukong to come to the West Sea Dragon Palace for help, but when he heard the news that the dragon monster had been killed, the Dragon King of the West Sea scolded the Buddhists in the West. Unfortunately, the source of the story could not be found, otherwise.
But he was able to get corresponding compensation, which made the old Dragon King even more upset.
After entering the Chechi Kingdom, because the Tiger Power Immortal, the Deer Power Immortal, and the Sheep Power Immortal followed Zheng Zhi, Sun Wukong and others did not have much trouble. After staying in the Chechi Kingdom for one night, they left early the next day.
It was so easy to arrive at Tongtian River, but it was the goldfish spirit King of Inspiration who brought a lot of trouble to Sun Wukong. Unfortunately, Guanyin was also robbed. This Inspiration King lost the protection of Guanyin, how could Sun Wukong let him go?
After eating the flesh and blood of the dragon, the strength of Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng also skyrocketed. The two of them worked together to force out the King of Inspiration, and then they were suspended above the Tongtian River. Sun Wukong was struck in the head and turned into a pool of flesh and blood. From then on, there was no more existence in the world.
There is no inspirational name, and there is no goldfish in the lotus pond.
Along the way, after Sun Wukong regained his strength, he had few opponents to speak of. It was the One-horned Si King in the Golden Bag Cave. Although Sun Wukong lost his golden cudgel, he was still unable to match Sun Wukong's strength.
"Master, what kind of monster is this One-Horned Si King? Why, Master Labor is here in person?"
"What do you think? Hua Tou, you must have never made a killing move, and you also know in your heart the origin of the One-Horned Si King."
"That's right, Headmaster, I, Old Sun, know the diamond in the hand of this monster? He must be the master of the two boys again, right?"
Speaking of the golden horn and silver horn, Wei Yang smiled in his heart. The good guy forgot about these two children. His eyes flashed, and he had an idea. He not only said a few words to Wukong, but also made Sun Wukong nod repeatedly, turn around and do somersaults.
Yun left, leaving behind a group of confused gods. What plans did the two of them have?
"Please protect Tang Monk, Jin Guang, Qiu, you two are coming with me."
At that moment, Wei Yang looked for a hilltop, landed on the top of the mountain, and ordered others to settle down. It was obvious that he was going to spend the night here tonight. He looked back at the Jinguangxian and Qiuxian, and said with a slight curl of the corner of his mouth: "What's the matter?
now?"
"I report to the Headmaster that there is indeed a gathering of monsters in Hezhou, Xiniu. Many of the big monsters hiding here are mounts raised by the upper realm, and there are also some raised fairy beasts. When they heard about the strong wind blowing, they came here.
If you want to subdue them in Fang Territory, headmaster, with our own strength, I'm afraid we won't be able to do it, and I'm afraid we still need our ancestors to come out to do it."
"Well, do you surrender to the Five Directions Revealed Truth?"
"Reporting to the leader, among the Five Directions' Revealed Truths, there are two people with golden heads and silver heads who are willing to join our Jie Jiao sect. However, the other three seem to be hesitant, so we don't dare to believe them easily, for fear that the other party is...
They have bad intentions and are just trying to find out our details."
"What's the details? How can they not know my trump card? If you tell them bluntly, you said that if you want to join my Jiejiao sect, you will form a slave contract with me and serve as my subordinates."
"What if they don't want to?"
"Then what's the point of keeping them? Go ahead."
Seeing Wei Yang's expression of horror, Jin Guangxian and Qiu Xian almost slapped themselves in the mouth, cursing in their hearts: They are really idiots. Could it be that they have been driven into slavery all these years and have been wiped out, and their spirit back then is not the same?
After the two people left, they looked at each other, and they sincerely recognized this headmaster. He was by no means a merciful person. This was the blessing of interception.
