At the same time as the Ten Thousand Demons Festival was unfolding, Tang Seng and his disciples were also on their way to escape in fear of crime.
"Master, I am very curious, why did you insist on stealing that ginseng fruit?"
Walking through a dense forest, Sun Wukong asked Tang Sanzang in confusion.
"Because those two fairy boys were rude to you!"
To this, Tang Sanzang responded casually.
"In that case, why did you destroy the ginseng tree again?"
"Because they also spoke rudely to the Bodhisattva!"
"Then don't you know how powerful Zhen Yuanzi is?"
"Isn't this also you?"
"But I'm not necessarily his opponent."
"That's right, then this will be troublesome..."
Tang Sanzang was riding a white horse leisurely, chatting with Sun Wukong without saying a word.
"Master, we have made such a big mistake, why don't you panic at all?"
After a while, Sun Wukong spoke again.
"No way, my teacher is very panicked right now, couldn't you see that?"
"I really didn't see it!"
Sun Wukong hugged his arms, but looked distrustful of Tang Sanzang.
Just because he doesn't seem to have the slightest sense of urgency to run away now. On the contrary, he looks more like he is strolling around.
So much so that from the time they left Wuzhuang Temple to now, the group had traveled less than two hundred miles, and they had not even left the boundaries of Wanshou Mountain.
"Master, can you tell me honestly, what is your real purpose of stealing fruit and destroying trees?"
Finally, Wukong said bluntly, "In my opinion, these are definitely not as simple as you just said, and there are definitely other plans!"
"No matter what, my disciple, you are too worried."
Tang Sanzang shook his head.
After all, if you want to completely break up with Zhen Yuanzi, you need the great power of Wukong!
If he had revealed his and Zhen Yuanzi's purpose in advance, he might have accidentally exposed himself in front of the Bodhisattva.
Rather than causing chaos, it would be better to hide this matter to the end and just wrong your disciple first.
"Master, since we are running away, why don't we just run faster! Are we taking three slow steps and turning back, are we waiting for the Immortal Zhenyuan to catch up?"
Not only Sun Wukong, but also Zhu Bajie felt puzzled and complained to Tang Sanzang.
Although ginseng fruit is sweet and delicious, not many people can eat the iron fist of Zhenyuan Immortal!
Once he is captured, will he have the final say on whether to kill or behead him?
"That's right, that's right, look at my teacher's memory!"
After hearing this, Tang Sanzang seemed to have a sudden realization, and he quickly asked the little white dragon to transform into a dragon and ascend to the sky, and he was about to speed up.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! …
But just when everyone was about to hurry up, a strange clanking sound suddenly resounded from the surrounding mountains and forests!
Looking back, I saw slender threads intertwining towards them from all directions with bursts of sound piercing the air!
Wherever the silk thread passed, it was like a hot knife cutting through gelatin. The peaks were immediately cut off at the waist, and the towering trees were instantly broken into several sections.
And a majestic power of heaven and earth surged down at this moment!
"No, the idea is wrong!"
Seeing this scene, Tang Sanzang's pupils shrank, and he immediately jumped into the air together with the other disciples, avoiding the slashing blows filled with silk threads.
Boom! …
And when they turned back, a series of ear-splitting roars suddenly sounded from the ground.
After the silk thread passed by, the surrounding land for dozens of miles seemed to have been cut by an invisible blade.
Mountains and mountains collapsed together with countless trees, and even the ground was forcibly scraped away with a layer of soil dozens of feet thick!
But in the blink of an eye, the entire area was destroyed and turned into a ruined wasteland!
Tang Sanzang was shocked by such a secret and unexpected offensive.
"Tang Sanzang, you have only been here as a guest for one day, why did you leave in such a hurry without saying goodbye?"
At this moment, an enthusiastic and warm voice suddenly sounded from a distance.
Tang Sanzang frowned slightly, but he saw that Zhen Yuanzi had arrived in the room at some point and was looking at him from a distance of dozens of miles.
The voice from him resounded in all directions with the blessing of magic power and was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
And in his hand, he also held a whisk. The silk threads that tore up the surrounding mountains and forests were exactly the green silk from the whisk.
"Oops, did this guy come back too soon?"
After seeing the person coming, Sun Wukong couldn't help feeling dizzy, and the golden cudgel flew out of his ears and held it in his hand.
However, just when Wukong was about to step forward to meet the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, Tang Sanzang shook his head and stopped him from doing so.
Because at this time, Zhen Yuanzi had already arrived in front of everyone in a few flashes.
"Amitabha, because the poor monk was eager to go west to obtain sutras and really had no intention of resting in your temple, he left without saying goodbye. I hope the great immortal will forgive me!"
Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi had made it clear that he was coming to investigate, Tang Sanzang not only did not panic, but continued to pretend that nothing was wrong, "By the way, Great Immortal, didn't you say you were going out for three days? Why did you come back so soon?"
"How can it be more interesting to share a grand event with a bunch of monsters and demons than to talk about Buddhism and Taoism with a holy monk? That's why I came back early and wanted to continue having a long conversation with the holy monk!"
Regarding this, Zhen Yuanzi also pretended to be polite, "It's a pity that the poor monk has just returned, but the holy monk is leaving. I have no choice but to welcome him here and bid farewell to the holy monk and all his disciples!"
"You're welcome, Great Immortal. I have to say goodbye after a long journey, so please stop here!"
"That's all right, that's all right. May the holy monk have a safe journey!"
"The great immortal has a long coming day!"
"Holy Monk, take care of yourself all the way!"
After saying goodbye with compliments, they both turned around, one walked towards Wuzhuang Temple, and the other continued towards the west.
But the surrounding air became extremely dense at this moment, exuding an extremely dangerous atmosphere.
"Master, is he really going to let us go just like that?"
Feeling the tense atmosphere around him, Zhu Bajie pulled down his two big ears and asked anxiously.
"They are pretending to be polite to me, how can you take it seriously?"
As he spoke, Tang Sanzang waved his hand, signaling the disciples to stay away from him.
Then he turned his head and looked at Zhen Yuanzi.
But he found that Zhen Yuanzi also turned around, with a meaningful smile on his face.
But soon, the guy's smile turned into a gloomy look.
"Tang Sanzang, you shameless person! I miss you as an old friend and treat you well in the temple. How dare you destroy my ginseng fruit tree? It's really heinous!"
At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi's anger completely exploded, and he swung a heavy palm towards Tang Sanzang without any warning!
"Hmph, if you want to blame it, it's your disciple's lack of discipline. First he spoke rudely to us, and then he tarnished the Bodhisattva's reputation for no reason! If I don't punish him, how can I be worthy of the Bodhisattva's kindness!?"
Tang Sanzang was righteous and confident, and his whole body suddenly erupted with vast Buddha light, and a body-protecting Dharmakaya came into being amid the curls of Sanskrit sounds.
Under the dharma body, Tang Sanzang immediately performed a Buddha hand seal and faced the opponent's fierce offensive!
A tacitly fierce battle began at this moment!
