The monkey, who had a lotus seed porridge in his hand and had a party with the Eight Immortals, was in a good mood and went all the way down to the world. In less than a moment, he returned to the Black Wind Mountain realm.

The monkey who deliberately returned here, with a pair of golden eyes...

"Well? The silly bear who burns the kiln and makes carbon is not here? Elder Jinchi is not here?"

In an instant, the monkey's alcohol dissipated, his expression became three points serious, and he suddenly felt that he might have been careless.

Originally, the monkey considered that Xiong Hanhan was quite capable, and even if he wanted to kill the other party, he would have to work hard, so the monkey on the way to "off" did not mean to be calculating with Xiong Hanhan.

After all, the master once said that the sin of only being stuck in thought is not a real sin, and that bear Hanhan is not taken seriously by the monkey.

Therefore, after accidentally breaking through the monkey who was conspiring with Xiong Hanhan and Elder Jinchi, he thought that with his name as the "Sage of the Monkey King", Xiong Hanhan must not have any thoughts that should not have.

Now it seems...that Xiong Hanhan ran away?

Unlike those little monsters who are still guarding the Black Wind Cave in an orderly manner will definitely not run away.

So……

The monkey's expression suddenly became three-point ferocious, and he roared, and the somersault cloud under his feet flew towards Tang Sanzang's position at full speed.

"Master!!!"

The monkey's somersault cloud magical power is so brilliant. The twenty-mile journey is almost instantly, and he returns to the place where Tang Sanzang camped last night.

Messy...

The picture that came into the monkey's eyes was messy.

The land rolled and a large number of trees fell, and it was all traces of battle, just like two wild beasts fighting here for more than a day, but the master disappeared.

"Play..."

The monkey's fist couldn't help but squeezed it tightly, and the fierce aura on his body burst out like never before.

Suddenly, the monkey's fiery eyes condensed, but he noticed the blood in a deep pit, and the robes and Buddhist beads could be seen under it...

With just one glance, the monkey recognized that it was the style of the robes belonging to Elder Jinchi.

"Black bear spirit, Elder Jinchi, it's you. If the master loses a hair, I, Lao Sun, will definitely remove your skin and fry your bones, and destroy your soul into the eighteen levels of hell and suffer from the torture of the Nether Fire for thousands of years."

The anger was as good as the anger that made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace 500 years ago burning in the monkey's chest. His golden eyes seemed to have a flame rising in it, emitting unprecedented light.

One mile...

Sanli...

Wuli...

With the monkey as the center, the pictures in the square are constantly reflected in it by the monkey's golden eyes.

"Even if the master does not know many magical powers, he can succeed in just one night with his unreasonable power and the little female dragon guarding him...

"Master! You must wait for me..."

Suddenly, when the scene six miles away reflected into the monkey's golden eyes, the monkey was instinctively stunned.

“Eh???”

I saw that my master was still wearing a plain white monk's robe, sitting on the white dragon horse without any dust. Xiong Hanhan, who was killed that day, walked in front to open the way for his master, and behind him were a large number of monks from Guanyin Zen Temple, either carrying salutes or following with their hands folded.

This scene... doesn't look like the master is captured, but it seems like they are protecting the master.

Before the monkey could think about it, he instantly crossed the six miles away with his thoughts and rushed straight towards Tang Sanzang.

"Master, I, Lao Sun, are here~"

In just one moment, the monkey suddenly realized many things.

Once, there was an excellent master by my side, but I didn’t cherish it. I only realized when I almost lost it…

Now God has come to my old son again. From now on, I must be a good protection teacher...

Before the monkey with tears faintly approached Tang Sanzang, the black bear spirit covered in black, blocked the monkey, and the huge bear paw slapped at the monkey with the whistling wind.

"Bang!"

The black bear spirit naturally cannot hurt the monkey, but it also made the monkey's progress stagnate and stopped in the air.

"What do you want to do when you are burning kilns and brushing carbon?" The monkey, who was blocked, narrowed his golden eyes and stared at the black bear spirit with a bit of danger.

The black bear spirit was not afraid and said in a muffled voice. "The holy monk will join my master in front of you, don't be arrogant."

"Fuck!!!" the monkey's anger rose again and roared. "That's my old Sun's master."

Seeing that the bear and monkey were about to argue, Tang Sanzang quickly spoke out and stopped him. "Okay, the black bear donor, Wukong is the disciple of the poor monk, don't argue."

"Yes, the holy monk will join my master!" After hearing this, the black bear spirit responded respectfully like Mu Shengyin, and then went to the front of the white dragon horse again to open the way.

The monkey was depressed and walked to Tang Sanzang with some resentment and asked, "Master, why is this thing that burns the kiln and makes carbon?"

"Maybe the teacher is too charming and influence the black bear donor..." Tang Sanzang said with a single palm on his chest and said incomprehensible.

"Let's not talk about this issue, where did Goku go last night?"

"Hey..." The monkey's eyes rolled and he said with a smile. "My old grandson went to the front last night to explore the way, and then he went to heaven to ask for a bowl of porridge for his master."

After saying that, the monkey quickly presented the purple gold bowl full of food and said, "Master, please have a meal."

Tang Sanzang did not expose the monkey. After all, his smell of alcohol could not be dissipated in a short time. He just took the purple gold bowl as if he was normal and started to use breakfast.

"Hmm?" Tang Sanzang took a small bite, his eyes lit up slightly, and he praised. "This clear porridge is quite sweet, not bad."

"Hey, Master likes it. Next time, I, Lao Sun, will ask for another one for the Eight Immortals." The monkey, who deeply understood that something must have happened last night, said with a smile in his heart with a guilty smile.

"Yes." Tang Sanzang nodded without comment. In less than a moment, he finished drinking the lotus seed porridge in the purple gold bowl.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang handed the purple gold bowl to the monkey and gently patted the white dragon horse.

The white dragon horse immediately stopped in place, while Tang Sanzang said to the monks with his palms in his hands. "Everyone, there is no need to send it out. I hope you can uphold the Dharma in the future, be compassionate and have a variety of good results."

"The Holy Monk is on..." Suddenly, on this rugged mountain road, the monks knelt down, faced Tang Sanzang, and said in unison.

"We will never let go of the holy monks' teachings, and in the future we will travel to the secular world, promote the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita for the holy monks, and alert the world."

"Huh?" Tang Sanzang's peaceful and peaceful eyes flashed with confusion: Why are these monks saying a little strange?
Chapter completed!