Even if Tang Sanzang knew little about the secret between gods and Buddhas, he understood that Zen Master Wuchao’s attitude towards him was indeed worth pondering.

That's really like an old friend, open and without any precautions.

It seems... that Jin Chanzi also has considerable connections in the eyes of the gods and Buddhas...

However, the more this happens, the more he feels that he needs to be cautious. After all, he is not Jin Chanzi, but just a mortal with some small secrets.

After leaving the area of ​​Futu Mountain, the monkey walking in front of the road slowed down slightly and turned around and asked, "Master, it turns out that you were Jin Chanzi in your previous life?"

"Wukong is really good at joking. After drinking the Mengpo soup, he will forget the past life. How can he know who he was in his previous life?" Tang Sanzang said helplessly.

"Master, that is just for mortals. When the old pig was reincarnated, he used the method of reincarnation and re-cultivation to store all his memories in the true spirit. The Mengpo soup in the underworld cannot affect the true spirit. I think it is impossible for a powerful person like Jin Chanzi to not be reincarnated and re-cultivated."

Zhu Bajie, who was carrying a load behind, spoke and explained. "Master, think about it carefully, maybe I can remember a little. If I could really unlock the method of reincarnation and re-cultivation, it would be impossible for Master to have his magic power far above Brother Monkey. By then, there would be no need for Brother Monkey to yell every day that he would have made great contributions."

"Yu, idiot, go ahead and shut up." The monkey turned around without hesitation at Zhu Bajie's occasional sour speech.

"Who was in his previous life is meaningless to be a teacher. It is enough for a teacher to just know that this life is Tang Sanzang." Tang Sanzang, sitting on the white dragon horse, contained extraordinary firmness.

This seemed to contain great wisdom and heard Zhu Bajie's ears, but it was a different feeling.

However, Tang Sanzang recalled the playful smile when Zen Master Wuchao specifically mentioned "little mouse" and "wick", but he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

...

However, Tang Sanzang's concerns did not quickly turn into reality.

The road to the west is so long. With his feet walking, even with a white dragon horse as his mount, it is not easy for Tang Sanzang to cross a mountain range that stretches for dozens of miles.

Since leaving the Wuchao Zen Master Futu Mountain, he has gone from the vibrant spring to the scorching summer, and he has not encountered any abnormal situation.

Since summer, the advantages of the White Dragon Horse can be fully appreciated.

Compared to Zhu Bajie's sweating profusely, he was as glittering as if he had been put on the stove and roasted for a while. Tang Sanzang, who was straddling the white dragon horse, still looked fluttering in a white monk's robe, unlike ordinary people.

Sitting on the white dragon horse, Tang Sanzang couldn't guarantee that Dong Nuan Tang was not a practical attempt, after all, he hadn't tried it in practice, but Xia Liang was just a matter.

The cold feeling in the feeling made Tang Sanzang feel that he is now in the scorching summer, but he didn't feel the concept of heat, which was very comfortable.

This made Tang Sanzang feel very moved. Not to mention that the white dragon horse of the monk, the pure white and white jade-like appearance, was enough to crush all the travel tools he had seen before.

Even the ability to cross mountains and ridges under the slender legs is enough to completely abuse all off-road vehicles.

Furthermore, this White Dragon Horse is easier to maintain than any travel tool. It only takes three meals a day to easily achieve full-time four-wheel drive, fully automatic operation, and the driving feels quite comfortable. Even if you sit for a day, you won’t feel any fatigue.

More importantly, at night, this white dragon horse can turn into a human form. Occasionally pour tea and water, and adding fragrance to red sleeves is not a problem.

This made Tang Sanzang deeply feel that goodness will be rewarded, and this is true.

It is precisely because I am determined to save all sentient beings and willing to sacrifice the ego and achieve the ego, that I can get gifts from God and have such a white dragon horse.

"Amitabha, good, good..." Tang Sanzang, who was bored, couldn't help but pronounce the Buddha's name leisurely.

"Master, don't pronounce the Buddha's name. I'm almost roasted into a suckling pig." Zhu Bajie almost stretched out his tongue to dissipate heat with a touch of sweat from his forehead.

"Bajie, you learn to learn Wukong, he doesn't bother you. You are both Taiyi Jinxian, why are you like this?" Tang Sanzang persuaded in a warm voice.

"How can I compare to Brother Monkey? Even the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun has not refined him. This mere summer is a perfect match for him..." Then, Zhu Bajie paused, looked around and confirmed that the monkey was not close to him, and then said in a low voice.

"Master, you must know that the disciple is obese and is afraid of heat and sweating easily. He is a type that is not resistant to summer. If you carry your luggage, you must be careful to avoid accidentally breaking your master's things. That is a great sin."

"This is a difficult situation for you, Bajie." Tang Sanzang said with great understanding as he felt the warm sunshine shining on his body.

When Zhu Bajie heard this, his eyes as big as a mung bean rolled and he smiled and said with a smile. "If Master, you really feel sorry for your disciple, what if you let Brother Monkey carry your luggage? Just carry it this summer, so as to reduce the burden on the old pig a little bit."

"Oh?" Suddenly, an extremely familiar voice sounded in Zhu Bajie's ear, and then his ear was pulled up by a familiar force, and a familiar feeling of pain instantly developed.

"You idiot, you want to encourage your master to be lazy while I'm not here? If you want to reduce the burden, it's also a good choice for me to help you squeeze oil."

"Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey, I'm wrong, I'm wrong..." Zhu Bajie, whose ears were pulled up, immediately begged for mercy skillfully and admitted his mistakes.

The monkey didn't let go, and just held Zhu Bajie's ear and said to Tang Sanzang. "Master, don't listen to this fool's lies. This fool has some magical powers at least. It's not difficult to make a spell dry. He just wants to be lazy."

How could Zhu Bajie admit that he wanted to exchange a job with monkey and be lazy when he could often go ahead to explore the way forward?

For a moment, Zhu Bajie yelled with his neck regardless of the severe pain in his ears. "No, Master, Brother Monkey is a slander, slander, naked slander..."

"Okay, OK, you two are making trouble again..." Tang Sanzang waved his hand and asked the monkey. "Wukong, what's going on ahead?"
Chapter completed!