Listening to the monkey's explanation, Tang Sanzang relaxed and looked at the golden flap that was shaking in front of him, his eyes became a little weird.

Why does this thing look more and more like the "flying saucer" in my memory?

In addition to Jin Chengcheng, if you add a little paint, it will be really similar to eighty or ninety percent.

In the golden bulb, the monkey had some difficulty controlling the somersault cloud and asked, "Master, do you want to sit on my old grandson? I have to work hard these days, so I will be the only one who can do it."

Cycling on a UFO?

Forget it, or the influence of the shallow memory of the previous life, Tang Sanzang always felt a little strange and did not agree. Instead, he put all the luggage on the white dragon horse on the golden tart, and he straddled the white dragon horse's back.

Tang Sanzang is not a stupid person. When he sat on the hard golden bulb, how could he feel fragrant when he sat on the white dragon horse?

"Okay, Goku, let's continue down the mountain."

Tang Sanzang tidied up the monk's robe, and held a white dragon horse with his legs. The white dragon horse started to act tactfully and led Tang Sanzang to the foot of the mountain.

The monkey struggled to control the gold flask and floated behind it, occasionally shaking and shaking east and west, but it broke a lot of earth and rocks.

"Wukong, are you okay? Otherwise, let me take you away, right?" Tang Sanzang asked with concern.

Inside the golden prick, the monkey gritted his teeth and manipulated the somersault cloud desperately, and answered with all his might. "It's okay."

As mentioned before, this golden bulb looked as heavy as a car, as three or five mountains. The monkey trapped in it was all relying on his magical powers to control somersault clouds and carry this weight. The pressure was very large.

Fortunately, the monkey has grown a lot during this period, especially after the last time the golden cicada in the relics penetrated into the forehead, the monkey always felt that some changes had occurred, and his magical powers have improved a lot.

Otherwise, if it were a monkey who had been moved by the Silver Horn King with his magical power to move four mountains and seas and was temporarily suppressed and unable to move, it would be almost impossible to use the "somesto cloud" to drive the golden prick.

Even so, the monkey barely carrying the golden bulbs is inevitably a little shaking, and it keeps bumping like a drunken person.

In response to this, Tang Sanzang asked the monkey again several times if he needed his own help. After the monkey was pushed back firmly, Tang Sanzang had no intention of force.

After all, the weight of this golden prick is roughly three or five small mountains, which is not the same as the huge peaks such as "Mountain Emei", "Mountain Tai", "Mountain Xumi", and "Mountain Huang" that once suppressed the monkey. I thought the monkey could easily withstand it.

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Sanzang let the monkey go, and he distracted his attention elsewhere.

"Let's walk slowly..."

Tang Sanzang, riding a white dragon horse, did not hurriedly head straight to the foot of the mountain.

For Tang Sanzang, following the mountain path obediently is more to delay enough time and walk slowly.

Except for the unknown situation, Yang Chan, the Three Holy Mother, who was quite worried about Tang Sanzang, fell into the hands of Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng, who were secretly instructed by Buddhism. Tang Sanzang was not worried at all.

It was not because Tang Sanzang was not worried that Buddhism would secretly tamper with Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng, but that Tang Sanzang, who had experienced so many years of travel to the west and had experienced merits and luck many times, understood that compared with himself and monkeys, Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng were indeed much less important and may be indispensable, but it was not worth the effort of Buddhism to deal with them.

"I don't know if the Three Holy Mother Yang Chan was in the hands of the Tathagata, or was imprisoned elsewhere, for example: Lingshan..."

"It's still a bit too early to hit Lingshan. My body is already perfect, but it's a bit difficult to match the Buddha of Tathagata. My monk's body still needs some distance to reach that shackle like the body of my mind..."

"And, after all, I am not very suitable to take action in person. Otherwise, the journey to the west will be difficult to continue. At that time, I am afraid that I will not go to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures, but to arrive in the West to kill Buddha and steal scriptures."

"It's useless to be anxious, and wait for the donor to come!"

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Sanzang calmed down and even began to recite the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita to keep the spiritual platform clear and bright. He was subjected to any unnecessary inducement and hints, ensuring that every move, thoughts and thoughts come from the original heart.

However, Maitreya Buddha, who was paying attention to Tang Sanzang and the monkey from afar, felt a little unwilling at this moment.

This golden cicada... rode on the white dragon horse again, which really made Maitreya Buddha smile on his face and MMP in his heart.

The reason why Maitreya Buddha deliberately made it difficult for Jin Chanzi to carry the golden prick was that he had saved one cause and retribution, and that Tang Sanzang returned the cause that he had picked watermelons for a week. He didn't expect Jin Chanzi to walk to the mountainside and feel comfortable again.

"If I had known this, I would have asked Huangmei to find an excuse to take Jin Chanzi's horse away..."

At this moment, Maitreya Buddha felt a little regretful.

After a slight silence, Maitreya Buddha gave up his thoughts of asking for trouble for Jin Chanzi again, and made the journey westward disaster as usual. After this disaster, he would have to prepare for Jin Chanzi again.

Two days...

With the strength of the white dragon horse, and the monkey transformed into a flying saucer and followed by himself, it saved Tang Sanzang's great power, and the remaining half of the journey was completed in just two days.

"Holy monk...Holy monk..."

Just as Tang Sanzang left the mountain road and turned over and dismounted, it seemed as if something had been triggered to be prepared long ago. An old voice sounded from the side and started shouting.

As Tang Sanzang looked around, it was him, it was him, it was him...

He took the blame professionally, did all kinds of dirty and tiring work, and lived at the bottom of the road, and appeared like a "temporary worker", and he appeared with a crutch.

"Hey, the holy monk, the little god is guilty, the little god is guilty. When I went to the mountain god's banquet that day, I forgot to remind the holy monk of the horror of the demon on this mountain, and prevented the holy monk from going up the mountain."

Seeing the Tudigong crying, Tang Sanzang showed compassion and peace on his face, and he did not seem to be in any way guilty and proclaimed the Buddha's name "Amitabha", and did not talk about other things anymore.

"Don't be anxious, the demon has great magical powers, and the human race bag in his hand can collect gods and Buddhas in the heavens, which is impeccable..."

Just as the Landlord was diligently reciting his script, a cold and calm voice suddenly sounded from the side.
Chapter completed!