There are dozens of dangerous peaks in Huangfengling, and countless cliffs are high.

However, the place where Tang Sanzang chose to sleep was that there was a high cliff blocking the sky in the direction of the Huangfeng Cave.

"Boom!"

Monkey and Zhu Bajie vaguely listened to the roar from afar, feeling like a powerful man fighting in the distance.

"Brother Monkey, don't you go and have a look?" As usual, he lay on the big stone, patted Zhu Bajie, who was stroking his big belly with one hand, and joked at the monkey.

"Don't go!" The monkey walking around from time to time, his golden eyes blinked repeatedly, but he did not mean to stay away from here.

The master has a fate and must stay where he is alive. Although the monkey has some guesses in his heart, he dare not disobey his orders.

Soon, much faster than the monkey expected, the roar in the distance lasted for only a short while before it stopped, and the world, which was trapped in the night, returned to tranquility again.

After a while, just as Zhu Bajie muttered, "Why is the master not back yet?", a crisp sound of horse hooves came into the ears of monkeys and Zhu Bajie.

"Dadada..."

I saw Tang Sanzang, wearing a simple white monk's robe and a faint smile on his face, holding a purple gold bowl in his hand, riding a white dragon horse and slowly walking towards them.

"Master."

Immediately, the monkey hurriedly met. "Can this trip go smoothly?"

Tang Sanzang immediately turned over and dismounted, handed the purple gold bowl full of wild fruits to the monkey, and said, "It's okay, but I have been a long way to pick some wild fruits, so I have been using a little more effort."

Seeing that Tang Sanzang was safe and sound, the monkey felt relieved and thought to himself.

"It seems that Lao Sun guessed it wrong, and it's right. Master is kind and kind. When he saved me Lao Sun and came out of Wuzhi Mountain, he didn't forget to let me Lao Sun expel living creatures. How could he fight with others casually?"

"Besides, the master's body has no magic power, does not know magical powers, and does not have the conditions to fight against powerful people."

Then Tang Sanzang sorted out the monk's robe, looked at the monkey who seemed to be thinking about something, and said with emotion. "Try it yourself, and then I know that it is not easy for Wukong to go to find a vegetarian meal in normal times. Thank you for your hard work, Wukong."

"It's okay. If the master gave me Lao Sun enough time and could not find it around, Lao Sun could just go to find some old friends to beg for alms..." Soon, the monkey's attention was diverted by Tang Sanzang's praise.

"Wukong's supernatural powers are truly amazing..."

The monkey shook its tail obscurely.

"But my teacher's ability is limited, so let's eat some wild fruits tonight..."

As the voices of the master and apprentice gradually lowered, Huangfengling gradually returned to calm, and under the moonlight, it was as quiet as ever.

The next morning, as the morning sun rose, Tang Sanzang embarked on his itinerary as usual. Huangfengling was full of disasters, so as a visitor, Tang Sanzang should continue to walk.

"Get up, idiot..."

As Zhu Bajie, who was woken up by a monkey, muttered on his luggage, Tang Sanzang also turned over and continued to walk westward.

After walking for several miles to the top of the mountain, the monkey subconsciously turned back and looked at it, his golden eyes flashed slightly. He saw that under the rising sun, the mountain where the Huangfeng Cave was located had disappeared, and the yellow wind and faint demonic aura that had always lingered in the Huangfeng Ridge was no longer visible.

"It seems that last night's battle was a powerful person who came to conquer the little mouse, tsk..."

The monkey smiled indifferently and did not take it seriously. He only inexplicably saw the fairy named "Zixia" in his mind. Then he completely threw away many trivial matters from Huangfengling and followed Tang Sanzang's pace.

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On the way west, in addition to the attacks of wild beasts and mountain monsters, the more suffering is the day after day, crossing mountains and ridges, walking in the depths of the deserted mountains, and walking out a path without a road.

This monotony, this loneliness, and this repetition are the most tests of will.

Zhu Bajie, among the three masters and apprentices, often complained and wailed.

"Ah... Master, Lao Zhu thinks you need to collect more junior brothers." Zhu Bajie said with a load on his shoulder and shook his head.

"I'm afraid that the thought in your mind is thinking of junior sister, right?" The monkey walking in front placed the golden cudgel on his shoulder and walked staggeringly.

"Nonsense, how could I be such a person, Lao Zhu?" Zhu Bajie subconsciously raised his chest, but it made the big belly more prominent. He changed his tone and said "hehe".

"But multiple junior sisters are indeed a good choice. At least the junior sister is careful. She is not as thick-handed as Monkey Brother, and it is not appropriate to serve the master."

"Go and go, you are troublesome, and you also talk about Marshal Tianpeng in your previous life. He is patient and even a mortal master." After being ridiculed by Zhu Bajie, the monkey subconsciously mocked him back.

Zhu Bajie instinctively looked back at Tang Sanzang, but found that the master looked far away and showed compassion and peace, without any irritability or impatience, and other negative emotions emerged. He stood up in front of his chest, sat steadily on the white dragon horse, and gently stroked the white dragon's back with one hand.

In this wilderness, in the season of autumn, this breath like a saint and Buddha was faintly revealed, subconsciously calming the mind. Zhu Bajie, who was mumbling constantly, couldn't help but feel the Zen and Buddha's meaning. While calming down in his heart, he slowly felt the Zen and Buddha's meaning.

However, what Monkey and Zhu Bajie didn't know was that the communication between Ao Yu and Tang Sanzang had never stopped.

"Brother of the Holy Monk, yes, yes, that's that..."

"Suck...comfortable..."

"Brother of the Holy Monk, that's where, use a little harder..."

Looking at the comfortable expression on Ao Yu's face, who was like a girl in his mind, Tang Sanzang shook his head helplessly and replied, "Okay."

Immediately, Tang Sanzang stroked the White Dragon Horse's hand obscurely and increased his strength a little, and stroked the position Ao Yu said back and forth.

After a while, Ao Yu's face appeared a little shy and said to Tang Sanzang. "Brother Saint Monk, I'm fine, thank you brother Saint Monk."

"Yu'er, you need not be polite." Tang Sanzang nodded, smiled a little, and said gently.

"Yeah, yeah."

Speaking of which, this matter is quite strange. After leaving Huangfengling, Ao Yu accidentally told Tang Sanzang that his back was itchy.

At the beginning, Tang Sanzang didn't agree. After all, there were occasional itchy places, which might be possible because of physiological effects or allergies.
Chapter completed!