Chapter 247: Immortals Peeping at the Journey to the West (3) Wukong...

Wukong felt that his actions were unnecessary and only made him seem more deliberate. After all, he had seen with his own eyes that Xuanzang was no fool.

In front of smart people, the more you do, the more mistakes you make.

But now that things have come to this, I have no choice but to continue according to Ao Lie's script.

Thinking of this, Wukong stopped drinking his tea, stood up with his golden cudgel in hand, and shouted, "Evil beast, be beaten!"

Ao Lie was caught off guard and dodged in panic. But Wukong's martial arts were taught by Nezha himself, and he often sparred with Yang Jian. He was the undisputed leader of the new generation. How could he just hide away if he wanted to?

Fortunately, Wukong just wanted to beat him up, not kill him, so he controlled the strength of the golden cudgel and started to hit him with a crackling sound.

Ao Lie's nose and face were swollen, and his two eyes could be used to imitate an iron-eating beast. His jade-white clothes embroidered with a coiled dragon had rolled several times on the ground. They were messy, dirty, and wrinkled, and he looked so miserable and pitiful.

After finally waiting for Wukong to stop, Ao Lie crossed his arms in front of him and asked with a sad face, "Your Highness, what are you doing? If you think my plan is not good, I will change it. I will definitely change it!"

When Wukong was making a name for himself in the prehistoric world, Ao Lie was still learning martial arts in the West Sea. The two had never had a head-on confrontation.

As the saying goes: Ignorance is fearless.

As the third prince of the West Sea, although his mother committed a crime and was imprisoned, and his father was kicked out of office and placed under house arrest by his eldest brother for being ignorant of the current situation, his eldest brother, second brother and sisters never took their anger out on him. Instead, they were quite fond of him.

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the Dragon Palace took advantage of the situation and flattered him, the third prince, to the utmost.

It can be said that from childhood to adulthood, Ao Lie grew up in the love of his brothers and sisters and the flattery of his subordinates, so it is inevitable that he has a high opinion of himself.

Don't be fooled by his humble attitude when facing Wukong before. That was all because of Moang's constant advice these days. He didn't want to cause trouble for the West Sea because of Wukong's identity.

In fact, deep down in his heart, he felt that Wukong's great fame was half due to his parents, and the other half was because "when there are no heroes, the young ones become famous."

The absent "hero" was his little white dragon Ao Lie.

——If only I had been born a few hundred years earlier...

The beating today completely shattered all the "ordinary" thoughts in his heart.

Wukong, holding his golden cudgel, said lazily, "You were the one who wanted to change the script. Now that I'm following your script, you're not happy."

Ao Lie: ???

He quietly poked his head out from behind his arm and looked at Wukong with a face full of confusion and grievance. Although he didn't say anything, everything was written in his eyes.

—What do you mean? Is this my script?

Wukong threw his golden cudgel into the air, then caught it with his other hand. He said innocently, "Aren't you reluctant? Aren't you hindered by your elder brother's tyranny? Now that your elder brother is not here, of course you are unwilling and will resist. If you resist, I will definitely beat you. If I don't beat you into submission, how can you join the journey to the West?"

Ao Lie: ???!!!

——That makes a lot of sense.

"So now...eh?" Before he could finish his sentence, the golden cudgel was already pressing on his shoulder.

Wukong sneered and said, "Now, come with me to see the master, apologize to him, and give him yourself as a mount as compensation."

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In the ninth heaven, in the Lingxiao Palace.

As parents of both parties, Fuli, Nezha and Moang all felt a little embarrassed.

The Fu Li couple was in such an awkward situation because their son hit someone and the other parent saw it, leaving them with no way to defend themselves.

As for Ao Moang, he was simply fooled by his own younger brother.

As a subject, Moang certainly couldn't let the monarch remain embarrassed for a long time, otherwise he would easily develop resentment.

He coughed lightly and said with shame, "Ao Lie is young and spoiled by his family. What kind of stupid idea did he come up with? Fortunately, the prince is smart and willing to help him find out the shortcomings."

Everyone looked at him, some secretly and some openly: You are really good at talking, no wonder you can become the confidant of the Great Heavenly Lord.

Fu Li took advantage of the situation and said, "Ao Lie meant well, but Wukong was too harsh. I will teach him a lesson when we get back."

Everyone knew that this was just a polite remark and no one would take it seriously, not even Moang.

But His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven was willing to be polite to him and save his face, which was to show his appreciation for him in public. Mo'ang was satisfied and praised Wukong a few more words.

The parents on both sides praised each other's business, but the central idea was only one: the children were all good children, but they were young and hot-tempered, so it was inevitable that they would be more concerned with the overall situation than the overall situation. They would just have to be taught slowly in the future.

Looking at the mortal world, Xuanzang didn't know whether he believed it or not, but the white horse was dead, and the white dragon voluntarily spit out the dragon ball, held the crossbone in its mouth and turned into a white horse to carry him west. He knew when to stop, and the master and disciple led the dragon horse and continued their journey west happily.

Fu Li saw it all and silently calculated in his mind: this part is missing the two disasters of Wukong's escape and Mu Zha's capture of the white dragon compared to the original novel, so they will have to be added later.

In the original novel, the disasters were to come together. Many times, an accident could be split into several disasters. Countless readers throughout history felt that this was perfunctory.

Now it is Jiang Ziya's turn to preside over the disaster, and Ying Zheng wants to take the opportunity to recruit some confidants.

Jiang Ziya acted calmly, had extensive connections, and had plenty of people at his disposal, so he never thought about splitting up the accident.

As for Ying Zheng, he hoped that Xuanzang and his disciples would encounter more situations so that he could have more opportunities to select people.

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Winter slowly descended upon the mortal world, and heavy snow blocked the roads and mountains, slowing the journey westward. The Black Bear Spirit, who raised bees on Black Wind Mountain, grew impatient, frequently calling out to Wukong and Ao Lie in the group chat.

Black Bear Spirit: @Huaguoshan Wukong, didn't they say they were coming soon? I've sold out of honey, so why is there no one here?

Black Bear Demon: @Little White Dragon Ao Lie, Little White Dragon, you can’t do this! As a dragon horse, is this the only speed you can run?

Little White Dragon Ao Lie: You say it as if I don't want to walk fast. Not only can I walk fast, I can also fly, but can I decide for myself?

Little White Dragon Ao Lie: Don’t come to me next time if you have any problems. I am just a white horse, and Prince Wukong is the one in charge.

Black Bear Demon: @Huaguoshan Wukong, Wukong, when will we arrive?

Black Bear Spirit: [Flowers wither] [Crying]

Black Bear Demon: I’ve been waiting so long that all the flowers have wilted!

Wukong was very annoyed by him, but was afraid that if he didn't appease the people behind him, they would become lazy, so he had to patiently explain.

Wukong from Huaguo Mountain: Uncle Xiong, don't worry. My master, Xuanzang, is a mortal. Road conditions, weather, diet—many factors can defeat him. Ultimately, he's the one seeking the scriptures. If he dies halfway, all our efforts will be in vain.

Lion King: That’s right, old bear, you can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Huang Fengguai: Those of us at the back are not in a hurry. You are at the front, so what is there to be anxious about?

…………

Jade Rabbit Spirit: @Black Bear Spirit, do you still have Astragalus Honey? I'm short of a certain herb and would like to get some from you.

Seeing that everyone was talking at the same time and trying to persuade him, some were openly persuading him but secretly putting pressure on him, and some were blatantly being sarcastic.

The Black Bear Demon was a businessman who made money by being friendly. He didn't want to break up with the other person, but he also didn't want to endure this humiliation any more. When he saw the message from the Jade Rabbit Demon, he immediately took the opportunity to escape.

Black Bear Demon: @Jade Rabbit Demon, Second Sister Mao, let’s chat privately.

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As winter turns to spring and the mountaintops are covered in gray, the chirping of birds brings all things back to life. Xuanzang, who seemed listless due to the severe winter cold, also slowly becomes active again.

They arrived at a green mountain again that day. Xuanzang saw that the slope of the mountain was gentle and mostly covered with low shrubs, which did not block his view much. He got off the white horse and let Wukong lead the way, while he walked in front with his Zen stick.

Seeing him stop and go, occasionally breaking off branches that blocked his way, Wukong laughed and said, "I didn't expect Master to be able to clear the way."

Xuanzang said, "I am an ascetic monk. When I was in the Central Plains, I traveled with Elder Faming for many years. So what does opening a path mean to me?"

Wukong asked curiously, "There are tigers, leopards, wolves and insects roaming the wilderness. Can you two mortals handle them?"

Xuanzang smiled and said, "Tigers, leopards, wolves and insects have their own ways. If you can avoid them, then of course you can. If you really can't avoid them, the sword in my hand is not to be trifled with."

Wukong was even more surprised when he heard this: "Does Buddhism not taboo killing?"

Xuanzang said, "If you want to save others, you must first save yourself. You must first survive before you can spread the Dharma."

Wukong thought to himself: This monk is not pedantic at all.

Wukong was not the only one who had this idea. Many immortals in Lingxiao Palace applauded.

Nezha whispered to Fuli, "This doesn't seem like something from Theravada Buddhism."

Fu Li was silent for a moment and was about to reply when the gatekeeper came to announce: The Buddha has arrived.

It seems that Xuanzang has indeed escaped the control of Buddhism in this life. Even Tathagata can't sit still and has to go to the Heaven to monitor the progress personally.

Fu Li ordered the heavenly generals to invite people in, and set up a seat next to the Queen Mother of the West, inviting Tathagata to sit down and watch the reality show of the journey to the West together.

Seeing the master and his disciple enter the Guanyin Temple, they saw that the monks, big and small, inside were either arrogant, greedy, or helping the evil, or were accomplices of the tiger.

Because Tathagata was present, the immortals could not discuss the matter out loud and could only communicate with their eyes.

Instead, Tathagata chuckled and said, "The Hinayana Buddhism is indeed not suitable for promotion in the mortal world. If people only think about themselves, it's fine when they have no power, but once they have power, they will inevitably act recklessly."

This was a clear signal, and all the immortals looked at Fu Li.

Fu Li smiled inwardly, but expressed deep agreement on her face: "I hope that the Mahayana Buddhism can enter the world and save sentient beings from suffering, so that they will no longer be greedy for money and power."

After the Great Heavenly Venerable opened his mouth, the immortals began to echo him one after another, disparaging Theravada Buddhism and praising Mahayana Buddhism.

As if this is political correctness.

The Black Bear Demon's Black Wind Mountain is nearby. Upon learning that the progress bar has reached his territory, the Black Bear Demon is ready to take action when he learns that the old monk in Guanyin Temple is going to burn Xuanzang and Wukong to death in order to covet the gorgeous robes.

As for the white horse, it was a large animal and an important property, so naturally it had to be embezzled as well.

This unexpected change caught the Black Bear Demon off guard.

He cursed the old monk in his heart and blamed Wukong for showing off his robes, but he had to adjust his plan and fly to Guanyin Temple under the cover of night.

When the fire started, the Black Bear Demon took the opportunity to blow some air to add more wind, first suffocating the old monk Jin Chi to death, and then stole the cassock in the chaos and ran away.

He ran while complaining in the group.

Black Bear Demon: This is great! You've made me look like a thief. If this gets out, I'm afraid all my fellow immortals will laugh at me for a thousand years!

Yellow Wind Monster: Put on the robe quickly, take a photo and send it to the group, so that everyone can see what a black bear looks like in the robe.

Just by reading the text, you can imagine him falling down laughing.