Games come to all worlds

In the early morning, Chen Xiang was still resting after a busy night, preparing to wait for his friends to come and help him find the elixir, and then activate the Formation of Loss at night to absorb all the power of the medicine.

Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong were also ready and walked outside.

When they came to reality, it was just as they expected. When they came out, all the immortals and gods were already ready. Guanyin Bodhisattva was overflowing with precious light, staring at the two of them with a dignified face.

"Xuan Zang, Wukong, where have you two been?"

Sun Wukong touched his head, and the armor appeared instantly, and the golden cudgel was also held in his hand, ready for battle.

Seeing this, Guanyin Bodhisattva murmured something, suddenly frowned, reached out and tapped it, and said, "Is the tight band on your forehead fake?"

"Who told you this is a tight band?" Sun Wukong took off the thing on his forehead and said, "This is a gift from my old grandson!"

This is true. The golden headband was a gift from Guo Xiang and others to Sun Wukong.

When they heard that Brother Monkey was no longer going to wear a tight hoop, they always felt that something was missing, so they gave him a jewelry similar to a tight hoop as his symbol, similar to the two small buckles on Nezha's head.

All the gods and gods present felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere and stepped back one after another. Except for the Buddhist protectors who were still there, there was no need for the heavenly gods like the fourth-level meritorious officers to fight for such a thing.

Guanyin Bodhisattva frowned slightly, looked at Tang Sanzang with his eyes open, and asked again: "Xuan Zang, where have you been?"

Upon hearing the question, cold sweat broke out on Tang Sanzang's bare forehead. At this time, his heart beat faster and his eyes were afraid to look at Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Tang Sanzang's character was actually very timid. He would be afraid of many things and would yell when something happened. But one thing worth affirming is that no matter how terrifying things happened, he never gave up the path of learning, even if Even when it was about to be steamed, I never thought of giving up.

"Alas~" Tang Sanzang took a deep breath, clasped his hands, and softly recited Amitabha, and then said: "Bodhisattva, we went to a place called the Game House."

"Oh? Which great immortal's dojo is this?"

"He is not a god, just an ordinary person."

"Ordinary people?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva's first reaction was disbelief. How could ordinary people not figure it out? But looking at the expressions of Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong, it didn't look like they were lying.

Could it be the reincarnation of some powerful person? It's possible.

Thinking of this, Guanyin Bodhisattva asked again: "What did he ask you to do?"

"He didn't ask us to do anything. Instead, he helped the poor monk a lot. The changes in the Tang Dynasty were also thanks to him."

"In addition, he..." Tang Sanzang hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "He also predicted everything that would happen on the way to obtain the scriptures."

"All of them!" Guanyin Bodhisattva's tone was somewhat surprised.

Although the path to seek Buddhist scriptures is a route planned by Buddhism, they cannot fully control every detail and emergencies on the road.

After all, they can't guard the pilgrims day and night, otherwise they won't be able to achieve the catastrophic effect.

But Tang Sanzang said that there is someone who can completely predict the entire process of seeking scriptures, perhaps not even Buddha, but only a saint.

"I understand." Guanyin Bodhisattva's expression became solemn and he continued: "You can continue on your way."

After saying that, she turned around and left, flying to the sky, while the gods such as the Fourth Level Gongcao and the Five Directions Jiedi looked at each other and left each other.

What a joke, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has already left. If they stay, aren’t they looking for death?

Tang Sanzang was a little confused. He didn't know what the situation was now. He didn't know what Guanyin Bodhisattva was thinking.

But it was definitely a good thing to be gone. He breathed a little relieved and said, "Wukong, hurry up and conquer Bajie. Let's go on our way."

"It's master!"

Sun Wukong responded, but his mood was obviously a little low. He hated the current situation where he was depressed and helpless.

It's a bit like the feeling of knocking down a ginseng fruit tree, unable to cure it, and unable to defeat Zhen Yuanzi.

When he came to Yunzhan Cave again, Sun Wukong called Zhu Bajie out. This time, he was serious.

In the past, he only liked to use the golden cudgel to defeat cleverness with force, so he used magic.

He directly activated the three heads and six arms, and then used the monkey hair to conjure two golden hoops. At the same time, the three flavors of real fire ignited on his body, and he roared:

"Listen here, you idiot! I am in a bad mood today. If you surrender obediently, I will spare your life. If you dare to resist, then you will be born into a pig fetus again!"

Gudu~

Zhu Bajie held the nine-toothed rake in his hands and swallowed silently. The Sun Wukong at this moment reminded him of the Sun Wukong who made trouble in the sky, which really made people feel frightened.

Although there are many strong people in this world, it does not mean that Sun Wukong is not strong. Except for those few strong people who have not been born, there are indeed not many gods who can definitely defeat Sun Wukong.

There are definitely some, but Zhu Bajie is definitely not included.

"Monkey...monkey, I..."

"Bah!"

The three golden cudgels were waved together, and Zhu Bajie's eyes widened and he hurriedly shouted: "Surrender! Surrender!"

But it was too late. The golden cudgel hit the nine-tooth nail rake, sending it flying and hitting the rock wall. The whole mountain shook.

Sun Wukong flew in front of him, and Zhu Bajie quickly shook his hands and said, "Don't fight, don't fight. I am also a disciple arranged by the Bodhisattva to escort Buddhist pilgrims to the West. We are in the same group."

"Hmph! Clean up after yourself and come with me!"

Zhu Bajie nodded in agreement and staggered a little when he stood up. He was seriously injured in that injury just now. If it weren't for his good foundation, ordinary monsters would have been wiped out.

After bringing him to Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong said anxiously: "Master, let him escort you for a while, and I'll go out for a while."

"Yes." Tang Sanzang didn't say anything, but just said: "Be careful in everything."

"clear!"

After saying that, Sun Wukong somersaulted away from their sight. Tang Sanzang gave Zhu Bajie a Buddhist name and asked him to pick up his luggage and prepare to leave.

But when Zhu Bajie saw that Sun Wukong was gone, he started to be lazy. Tang Sanzang even rode out a long way away, and he was still walking slowly behind.

Tang Sanzang was not angry when he saw this. He knew Zhu Bajie's temperament, so he waited there for a while, and when he arrived, he said directly:

"Bajie, if you don't want to go get Buddhist scriptures, I won't force you to stay. Just go back to your Gaolaozhuang."

"Really?" Zhu Bajie looked very happy, walked up with his belly swaying, and asked in a low voice: "Then Sun Wukong..."

"Don't worry, I won't let Wukong catch you."

"Hey! That's great. Thank you for your generosity, master. I'm leaving now!"

Among the four monsters who learned from the scriptures, Zhu Bajie was the least motivated.

White Dragon Horse seeks scriptures because he wants to transform into a dragon again in the Hualong Pond.

Sun Wukong studied the scriptures in order to repay Tang Sanzang's kindness.

Sha Wujing studied the scriptures in order to get back on track.

The goals of these three are very clear, but Zhu Bajie is different. He likes to be a monster and does not look down on the position of Buddhism. Learning Buddhist scriptures has no attraction for him at all, and he is completely forced to embark on this path.

Now that Tang Sanzang asked him to leave, he was still eager to do so.

"As long as you feel that you can escape the Bodhisattva's decree, you can leave on your own."

Hearing this, Zhu Bajie took a few steps and stopped instantly. His happy expression disappeared. He straightened his face and walked back again, saying bitterly:

"Master, let's go."

There was a hint of disappointment in Tang Sanzang's eyes, but he didn't say anything, but his riding speed slowed down slightly.