Time flies, and three days have passed without realizing it.
During these three days, Sun Wukong was accompanied by his monkey grandson day and night, playing and playing so uncomfortably.
But happy days are always short-lived, and the day of farewell finally comes.
"Children, Grandpa Sun is leaving! I will reunite with you when I return from the West to study for Buddhist scriptures!"
Before leaving, Sun Wukong looked at the monkeys all over the mountains and plains, but he took three steps and turned back.
At the same time, Xiao Bailong also said goodbye to his father and leaned at Tang Sanzang's feet.
And Tang Sanzang was in a particularly good mood at the moment.
After accepting these two apprentices, half of my team of Buddhist monks has been assembled.
More importantly, with the possession talisman of Sun Wukong, if there are any demons coming along the way, or if heaven interferes with it, he no longer has to worry about anything!
"Okay, today's separation is all for the future reunion after a long separation, let's go!"
Seeing that Sun Wukong was still reluctant to leave, Tang Sanzang said this to him.
"Yes, Master!"
Sun Wukong nodded, and immediately turned and left without looking at the monkeys who came to see him off.
This time, Tang Sanzang, who was supposed to go to the West for the sake of his two disciples, went in the opposite direction, traveling tens of thousands of miles to the East China Sea.
Coupled with the time spent traveling to and from heaven, he has already wasted too much time.
For this reason, Tang Sanzang didn't stop any longer and immediately let the little white dragon carry him into the air, heading towards the west through the clouds.
In just one day, one person, one monkey and one dragon returned to the original starting point - Snake Pan Mountain.
Afterwards, Tang Sanzang signaled the little white dragon to fly back to the ground and returned to a pool in the Snake Pan Mountain.
In order to subjugate the little white dragon, the two had fought in this deep mountain and river, and several important pieces of luggage were lost.
"Little White Dragon, from now on you don't have to fly in the clouds and mist anymore. On the journey to the west, you should transform into a dragon and horse and carry your teacher on foot!"
After retrieving the lost monk's robe, Tang Sanzang said this to Xiao Bailong.
"I will obey my master's orders!"
To this, Xiao Bailong immediately agreed.
As the clouds and mist cleared, his huge dragon body began to shrink rapidly, and finally turned into a crystal white white dragon horse.
"Master, aren't you in a hurry to go to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures? With Xiao Bailong's foot power, it can only take ten days at most to reach Lingshan Mountain. Why do you want him to turn into a horse and travel on foot?"
Sun Wukong washed his face by the water, rubbed his head that started to hurt again, and asked in confusion.
You must know that the real purpose of their trip to Xitian this time is to form an alliance between Datang and Lingshan to jointly fight against the tyranny of Heaven.
Logically speaking, this kind of thing should be done sooner rather than later.
But why did he not take the shortcut of flying in the clouds and driving the mist, and had to go to the west step by step?
"Because my master's trip to the west is not just to form an alliance with Lingshan."
"But it is to send envoys to Western countries to persuade their kings to submit to the Tang Dynasty and bow to the Tang Emperor!"
As Tang Sanzang said this, he searched by the waterhole for a long time and finally found the customs clearance document that he had accidentally lost earlier.
After confirming that the Tang Dynasty's official document inside was not damaged, I felt relieved.
After hearing this, Sun Wukong immediately understood.
Li Shimin is the human emperor, how can he be satisfied with just a corner of the Eastern Land?
What he really wants is the entire world!
But in addition to the Tang Emperor, Xitian Buddhism also coveted the human world.
It's just because of the suppression by heaven that he has been huddled in the spiritual mountain for thousands of years.
Once the rule of Heaven really falls apart, will the Tang Empire and Western Buddhism fight against each other again in the future in order to compete for power in the world?
"It seems that there is a deeper conspiracy behind the alliance between Datang and Buddhism!"
After noticing the clues, Sun Wukong sighed secretly.
"Alright Wukong, let's continue our journey while it's still early in the day! Try to find a good family to stay before it gets dark!"
At this time, Tang Sanzang got on his horse and said this to Sun Wukong again.
After all, after passing the Serpentine Mountain, you will reach the Kingdom of Sipanhajie.
Before that, he had to go to the capital of the Harbin Kingdom to ask their monarch to stamp the national seal on the customs clearance document and sign an alliance to submit to the Tang Empire.
And this time, I don’t know how much time it will take.
With this thought, Tang Sanzang immediately patted the horse's back.
The white dragon horse also understood immediately, and like a white stream of light, it quickly galloped along the mountain road.
"Hello, Master!"
In response, Sun Wukong nodded and was about to chase Tang Sanzang.
But as soon as he started, a heartbreaking pain burst out from his mind again!
So much so that as soon as he rose into the air, he lost control instantly, and then he fell headlong and landed heavily in the forest not far away.
ah! ! …
A shrill scream also resounded from his mouth!
"Wukong, what's wrong!"
Upon noticing this strange phenomenon, Tang Sanzang panicked instantly.
He quickly chased after him, only to see Sun Wukong holding his head and struggling painfully on the ground.
"Head...my head! It hurts so much! Ah!!..."
Sun Wukong wailed, his face turned pale instantly, and his originally bright eyes were instantly bloodshot.
He held his head and hit the rocks on the ground again and again, causing the surrounding earth to tremble violently.
This...what's going on?
Seeing Sun Wukong in such pain, Tang Sanzang's pupils narrowed.
This monkey head hasn't put on the golden hoop yet, and I haven't recited the tightening curse yet, but why does he...
Tang Sanzang wanted to ask something, but Sun Wukong's shrill ape cry resounded throughout the world, drowning out all the surrounding sounds.
A majestic aura of the Demon King also swept through the mountain forest, causing a large number of birds to fly up in fright. Even the white dragon horse trembled and prostrated on the ground, not daring to move at all.
Roar! …
Tang Sanzang was about to step forward and help him up, but Sun Wukong rose into the sky with a roar, and the rolling air waves knocked him to the ground.
"It hurts! It hurts my grandson to death!"
The screams echoed through the mountains and fields, and Monkey King seemed to be crazy. He was holding his head and slamming into the surrounding mountains!
boom! boom! boom! …
He galloped across the sky like a red-hot meteor. One mountain after another collapsed under his impact, and the originally sunny sky also turned into darkness in an instant!
Such a scene made Tang Sanzang instantly at a loss!
He wanted to step forward to help, but the manic aura coming from Sun Wukong made him feel an unprecedented threat of death, and he had to stay away.
What happened to Wukong?
