Inside the tent.
The four masters and disciples of Tang Sanzang each soaked in a wooden bucket filled with hot water. Sun Wukong pulled out a few monkey hairs and blew them gently.
The monkey hair turned into a lively little monkey, jumping up and down to rub Sun Wukong's back.
Zhu Bajie looked envious and licked his face and said:
"Brother Monkey, senior brother, don't just feel comfortable with yourself, there is also your most handsome second junior brother~"
"I remember that when I was in heaven, I, old pig, had a drink with you."
Sun Wukong leaned on the barrel with great enjoyment and said lazily:
"Idiot, come on, do you think that my old grandson has become old and confused after being trapped under Wuzhi Mountain for five hundred years?"
"Back then, I was just a little Bi Mawen, but you were the famous Marshal Tianpeng. How could I drink with you?"
Sha Wujing secretly glanced at the soldiers coming and going outside the camp, and whispered:
"Master, Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, are we really going to follow Erlang to the west... to conquer?"
"Didn't the Bodhisattva say that if the master wants to obtain the true scripture, he has to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships? How can he tell the Bodhisattva if he reaches the Western Heaven?"
Although Sha Wujing felt that it was inappropriate to eat other people's food, drink other people's food, then bathe here afterward, and speak ill of others behind their backs.
But now he hopes that after studying in the West, he will be able to return to his post and continue to be a powerful rolling curtain general in heaven!
After Tang Sanzang chanted the Buddha's name a few times, he smiled bitterly and said:
"Wu Jing, I know this is inappropriate, but that General Li is too warm-hearted."
"Furthermore, this is also His Majesty's will..."
Sha Wujing glanced at the silent Zhu Bajie strangely and asked:
"Second Senior Brother, why don't you speak?"
"Do you think what I said makes sense?"
Zhu Bajie picked up the fruit placed aside, took a few bites, and said:
"What are you talking about, old pig? If you have someone to take care of you, if you encounter a monster, let Erlang come in. How about resting comfortably for a few months?"
"No wonder you are just a little general who can't understand this."
Western expedition?
All barbarians inside and outside who dare to call themselves soldiers will be killed?
Just a bunch of mortal soldiers? Do you also want to be arrogant under the eyes of gods and Buddhas all over the sky?
Then Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty was really old and confused.
Seeing this, Sha Wujing also picked up the fruit and started eating it, and said aggrievedly:
"Second Senior Brother, I am doing this for the sake of Master. What if the Bodhisattva finds out and reprimands Master?"
"Besides, those soldiers are all mortals. How could they reach Baihu Ridge before us? What if they were monsters and became..."
At the end, Sha Wujing's voice became lower and lower until he could no longer hear it.
Sun Wukong thought for a moment and felt that Sha Wujing's worries were reasonable. He turned his head and looked outside with golden light in his eyes.
With a cry of surprise, he said:
"Hey, luck turns into a dragon!"
"Even if Erlang and Yazi are said to be emperors of the Tang Dynasty, I still believe it. Then Li Shimin is not afraid that they will rebel with their troops?"
As far as the eye can see, all the soldiers are filled with the rich luck of the Tang Dynasty and the billowing smoke of blood and energy!
Among them, the most dazzling ones are "Li Erlang" and "Li Yazi", two generals who came from the Tang Dynasty clan.
Two vivid dragons of luck hovered above the two of them, exuding strong pressure.
As if aware of Sun Wukong's prying eyes, the two divine dragons of luck glared at Sun Wukong, baring their teeth and claws, as if they were about to choose someone to devour.
Sun Wukong put away his magical powers and told Tang Sanzang and others about what he had seen. Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing were surprised when they heard this.
Luck turns into a dragon!
In the human world, only the king of a country with great national power can do this.
Now it actually appeared on the two members of the Tang Dynasty clan who led the army to go to war. They didn't know whether to be happy for Tang Emperor Li Shimin or to be worried.
Suddenly, a hearty laughter sounded outside the tent:
"Master Tripitaka, the Great Sage, have you finished bathing? Do you need me to ask my personal guards to help you bathe?"
Cheng Yaojin rushed into the camp excitedly and saw several little monkeys waiting for Sun Wukong to bathe. He said doubtfully:
"Hey, where did that little monkey come from? Great Sage, could it be your son?"
Sun Wukong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. He waved his hand, dispersed his magical power, and said:
"General Cheng, don't spray the monkey with blood. This is my grandson's magical power."
Cheng Yaojin's eyes lit up, and he glanced at the tattered clothes beside the barrel. He suddenly had an idea, turned around hurriedly, and said:
"Master Tripitaka, Great Sage, these clothes of yours are too shabby. I will help you find some new clothes."
Before Tang Sanzang had time to refuse, Cheng Yaojin ran away and disappeared. He could only sigh with a wry smile:
"General Cheng is too enthusiastic."
…
Above the clouds.
Six Ding Liujia, five directions revealed, four levels of merit, and other gods and Buddhas. After waiting for a long time, seeing Baihu Ridge being quiet, they couldn't help but comment:
"Hey, do you think Bi Mawen can't even defeat a Bone Demon? Why is there no movement at all?"
"In my opinion, we'd better go down and take a look. If something goes wrong and the Bodhisattva blames us, we can't afford it."
"Okay, let's go down and have a look."
After the discussion was completed, a group of gods and Buddhas hid their auras, landed in front of the boundary monument, and quietly walked towards the magic circle.
Suddenly, a golden portal appeared, and the gods and Buddhas looked at each other, a little ridiculous.
How dare this little white-bone demon dare to provoke them? I'm really not afraid of being skinned and torn apart by them.
Immediately, Liu Ding Liujia and other gods and Buddhas strode into the golden portal. Before they could react, a bloody mouth fell from the sky.
All the gods and Buddhas were swallowed by the dragon of luck. Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty squeezed the magic formula, shook his head and said:
"If you don't come in, I will have to waste a lot of effort. Since I have to seek death, then just stay."
The frightened voices of the gods and Buddhas sounded from the belly of the destiny dragon:
"White Bone Demon, how dare you attack us? Believe it or not, His Majesty will be so angry that he will raze your White Tiger Ridge to the ground!"
"Wait a minute, this is a mortal's luck. Damn it, how dare you, a mortal, secretly learn the secrets of gods and Buddhas!"
"Hahaha, everyone, take action quickly, don't let other gods and Buddhas steal this luck!"
…
Channels of thick and ominous black energy filled the air from the belly of the Divine Dragon of Luck, causing the Divine Dragon of Luck to look up to the sky and roar in pain.
Seeing this scene, Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, squeezed the magic formula with his hand, and the sealing magic arrays fell into the belly of the Dragon of Luck.
The unknown black energy was sealed, and gradually, the voices of the gods and Buddhas disappeared.
After a moment, the Divine Dragon of Luck swayed and flew into Tang Taizong's body. Later Tang Zhuangzong said with some worry:
"Erlang, otherwise I will lend you my luck to suppress those gods and Buddhas."
Tang Taizong waved his hand to refuse, closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then said contemptuously:
"I didn't expect that the majestic gods and Buddhas would be so full of resentment that they must often harm living beings."
"Does this deserve to be called a god or a Buddha? It's clearly a monster wearing the clothes of a god or a Buddha!"
"This world is really weird!"
(End of chapter)
