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"I was so worried about you that I came to the underworld to save you, but I never expected you to be this kind of person!"
Jin Chanzi continued his angry rebuke.
It should be noted that during the journey to the West, although Sun Wukong was occasionally mischievous, he still respected his master. But now, he has openly defied him along with Nezha.
"Don't save him! Pigsy, Wujing, let's go!"
Jin Chanzi looked at these three rebellious fellows, feeling both angry and anxious, and turned to leave!
"Master, wait! This is not Senior Brother himself!"
"Master, please calm down! This is just a hypothetical situation! A hypothetical situation!"
Pigsy and Sandy immediately stepped forward to stop the enraged Golden Cicada.
...
In the world of Journey to the West.
Pigsy and Sandy stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape, completely stunned by what they saw.
"These three brothers are really brave! They actually managed to make their master..."
Pigsy couldn't help but mutter, his face full of disbelief.
They guessed that Tang Sanzang might be overwhelmed by the matter of the three traitors.
But I never expected things to develop in such a bizarre way!
They actually made Tang Sanzang feed the dogs and tend the horses!
"Huh? He actually ordered his master around like that." Sha Wujing couldn't help but gasp, his honest face filled with shock.
Tang Sanzang was so angry that his face turned red, veins bulging on his neck. He pointed a trembling finger at Sun Wukong and roared:
"Wukong, you're utterly disloyal to your master and ancestors!"
After saying that, he put his hands together, moved his lips quickly, and began to chant the Tightening-Headband Mantra.
"what!"
Sun Wukong instantly clutched his head, rolling on the ground in agony and letting out mournful howls.
.... .. ....
"Stop chanting! Stop chanting! Master, I was wrong! I was wrong!"
His voice became shrill with pain, and his golden fur stood on end.
Showing off might feel good for a moment, but it'll lead to your doom!
Pigsy and Sandy then realized what was happening and quickly stepped forward to persuade him, "Master, Master, calm down! This isn't our eldest brother!"
Sha Wujing chimed in, "Yes, Master, stop chanting! If you keep chanting, our eldest brother won't be able to take it!"
Tang Sanzang, filled with rage, was unwilling to give up and continued chanting the incantation. The power of the headband seemed to be completely suppressing Sun Wukong's rebellious spirit.
This incantation was not only meant to teach Sun Wukong a lesson and consolidate his own position, but also to vent his dissatisfaction!
...
Black Wind Mountain, Black Wind Cave.
The black bear spirit watched the farce unfolding between Tang Sanzang and his disciples in the sky.
To others, all they saw was Tang Sanzang being bullied by his disciples.
But they didn't see the fairies being served on plates!
"You all only see Tang Sanzang suffering, but you don't see us demons dying, right? Speak up for me!"
"A fairy's life is a life too!"
The black bear's heart was burning with rage as it growled in a low voice.
Originally, Tang Sanzang and his disciples were just passing by.
It was not afraid of the four people, master and disciples, at all.
But now, the pilgrimage team has changed drastically. The powerful aura of Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha is enough to terrify it just by thinking about it.
The black bear spirit was filled with grievances. He hadn't done anything wrong, yet these three brothers had easily killed him!
Is there any heavenly principle? Is there any royal law?
...
Western sky.
The Buddha sat serenely on his lotus throne, gazing down at the scene unfolding in the sky, his expression growing increasingly solemn.
The scene of Sun Wukong openly ordering Tang Sanzang around was truly unbearable to watch.
The Arhats erupted in chaos, cursing and hurling insults at each other.
Some of the Arhats glared angrily and shouted, "What kind of behavior is this! It's utterly disrespectful to elders! Where is the dignity of Buddhism?!"
Another Arhat chimed in, "Such behavior is an outright provocation against our Buddhist community; it is utterly despicable!"
The entire Leiyin Temple was in a state of chaos, its usual peaceful atmosphere completely gone.
The Buddha frowned, sighed deeply, and his eyes were full of helplessness and worry.
Guanyin Bodhisattva stood to the side, equally troubled, and said softly:
"World Honored One, these three have always been unruly and arrogant. Now that they have come together, they have done such an outrageous thing. Their actions are not only humiliating Tang Sanzang, but also humiliating Buddhism."
The Buddha nodded slightly and said solemnly:
"The journey to the West was originally intended to spread Buddhism and save all sentient beings, but now such a change has occurred. Although these three are highly skilled, their reckless behavior, if not guided, could ruin the great mission of the journey to the West and damage the reputation of Buddhism."
"Therefore, the journey to the West must absolutely not be undertaken by these three traitors!" Guanyin Bodhisattva took a deep breath.
One Sun Wukong can be subdued, but three are completely out of the question!
The best way is to prevent this from happening in the first place!
Inside Leiyin Temple, the atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive, and the shouts and curses of the Arhats still echoed throughout the temple.
[103] Killing 81 monsters in one day? There weren't that many on the journey to the West? Nezha: Can I only kill those on the road?
As everyone knows, eating Tang Sanzang's flesh grants immortality, and monsters lined up one after another on the journey to the West to devour him.
So, now that three traitors are escorting Tang Sanzang, what will happen to the monsters along the way?
……
monster?
The people of the heavens were taken aback by the question. They had been so focused on watching Tang Sanzang struggle to survive under the three traitors that they had almost forgotten about the monsters on the road.
Especially in those worlds that are unaware of the journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, their eyes are fixed on the words "Tang Monk's flesh" and "immortality".
He was astonished, never expecting that the bald monk's meat would have such a use.
If eating Tang Sanzang's flesh could grant immortality, it would inevitably attract the covetous eyes of countless demons.
Even the most powerful demons have a limited lifespan, so naturally everyone wants to live longer.
This is immortality, who wouldn't want that?
In this way, Tang Sanzang became incredibly sought-after, no wonder they sent his disciples to protect him.
However, everyone's gaze fell on the three "traitors" on the sky, whose mere presence alone made people want to keep their distance.
The moment a thought crossed my mind, it vanished completely.
"With these three wicked stars escorting Tang Sanzang on his journey to the West to obtain the scriptures, no demon would be foolish enough to come and eat Tang Sanzang's flesh, right?"
"They'd be too busy hiding to even think about eating Tang Sanzang's flesh. Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, or Nezha could all grant them immortality in the underworld."
"That's true. No matter how delicious Tang Sanzang's flesh is, it's not as important as my life. So the journey to the West should be very peaceful."
The people of the heavens discussed among themselves, thinking that the four of them might not even encounter a single monster on their journey.
If there were only one "427" among Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha, perhaps some daring demons would try to claim it.
What do these three mean together?
Even if you were immortal, Nezha would probably burn you to ashes.
The monsters along the way were probably terrified and fled in all directions when they heard that Tang Sanzang and his disciples were passing by.
Someone remarked, "In that case, it's not a bad thing that Tang Sanzang has the protection of these three; at least he doesn't have to worry about his life."
……
The world of Journey to the West, the Banana Cave of Cuiyun Mountain.
The Bull Demon King sat there with an imposing air, his two bull horns on his head looking majestic. He had Princess Iron Fan in his arms, enjoying both beauty and fine wine, feeling incredibly comfortable.
Looking up, the Bull Demon King spotted the problem on the sky.
My heart skipped a beat, and the wine glass I was holding even fell to the ground with a clatter.