Lion Camel Ridge, the cave of the three demons.
The three demons, Golden-Winged Roc, Green Lion, and White Elephant, were holding a victory celebration banquet, drinking and eating heartily with their underlings.
They celebrated getting Tang Sanzang into their possession.
Tang Sanzang was imprisoned deep inside a cave, without even a rope binding him.
When Qi An entered, the monsters were all drunk and lying on the ground.
Qi An thought for a moment, wiped his face with his hand, and walked straight into the depths.
Tang Sanzang sat on the rock, still fiddling with his prayer beads with his eyes closed, showing no sign of panic.
According to the usual procedure, he would still have a few days before being put in the steamer, and Wukong would come to rescue him soon.
Hearing a noise at the cave entrance, he opened his eyes and saw the roc demon who had captured him from the Peacock Princess walking towards him.
Tang Sanzang was not afraid. Based on his past experience, he knew that the monster was just trying to scare him with some harsh words.
Tang Sanzang carefully controlled his expression, clasped his hands together, adopted a compassionate demeanor, and said in a measured tone:
“Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, do not create karmic obstacles. Lay down the butcher’s knife and you can become a Buddha on the spot.”
To everyone's surprise, the monster chuckled, walked up to him, grabbed his arm without saying a word, and slashed him down with its sword.
As long as the monk doesn't die, it's just a matter of cutting off a piece of flesh; the gods and Buddhas above won't pay attention to such details.
Tang Sanzang felt a sharp pain in his upper arm, and when he turned his head, he saw that a large chunk of flesh had been cut off.
Tang Sanzang let out a miserable scream, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.
His pupils dilated, and he was filled with fear.
This...this is different from usual.
Why would these monsters actually attack him?
Isn't it all just going through the motions?
Qi An looked at the piece of flesh radiating golden light in his palm, a smirk playing on his lips, and said to Ata:
"This bald monk truly lives up to his reputation as the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi; even his flesh and blood are so unique."
Ata looked over curiously and was also surprised by the glittering golden object.
He exclaimed excitedly, "Is this the legendary Tang Monk's flesh that grants immortality with just one bite?"
Qi An nodded, "It can't be wrong."
The object in her hand was extremely rich in spiritual energy and contained enormous power.
Qi An raised an eyebrow: "See? This is the right way to really want to eat Tang Sanzang's flesh."
Those that require washing, rinsing, and steaming are mainly for role-playing.
Tang Sanzang was in so much pain that he was almost fainting; he had been protected too well along the way.
It was fought over by so many monsters, yet it never even broke a single inch of its skin. How could it have suffered such damage?
This was the first time he had encountered such a wicked monster. He was in pain and terrified, and his heart was filled with resentment.
What the hell is that damn monkey doing? Isn't he supposed to be so capable? Why isn't he here to save him?
"You... how dare you? My eldest disciple is the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, who wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace. He's coming soon, and he won't let you get away with this..."
Qi An clenched her fists, and the golden flesh disappeared into her palm, which she then stored away.
The seemingly respectable old bald monk in front of him was already trembling with fear, and all traces of his usual pretentious demeanor had vanished.
Qi An, sporting the face of a golden-winged roc, grinned arrogantly:
"I am the maternal uncle of your Buddha, why would I be afraid of that monkey?"
"You claim to be the most compassionate Buddhist disciple, yet you haven't learned even a fraction of the essence of Buddha's spirit of cutting off his own flesh to feed the eagle?"
Ata echoed in his mind: "That's right, this useless snack is only good for this much, why not make good use of it?"
Tang Sanzang: "..."
Qi An clicked his tongue twice and shook his head: "Bald monk, your comprehension is lacking. As a monk, you should have the mindset that if I don't go to hell, who will?"
Tang Sanzang was in a state of shock and disbelief. This monster was actually Buddha's maternal uncle.
Is Buddha about to give up on himself?
Qi An had successfully planted a thorn in his heart. Just as she was about to leave, Ata called her back.
The little brat, still preoccupied with avenging his idol, burst out of Qi An's sea of consciousness and transformed into a stick.
He covered the monk with his robe and gave him a sound beating.
This was done on behalf of his Monkey King brother, to beat this hypocritical and foolish old white lotus who can't distinguish between good and evil.
After the beating, Tang Sanzang was bruised and swollen, and collapsed on a rock with tears streaming down his face.
Qi An's ears twitched: "Ata, come back, someone's coming."
Ata obeyed and returned, and Qi An vanished in a flash.
The very next second after she disappeared, Sun Wukong appeared out of thin air in front of Tang Sanzang.
Before he could even call him "Master," Tang Sanzang, who had torn off his robe, immediately vented his anger—a mixture of fear and pain—on him.
He glared at him and immediately retorted, "You mischievous monkey, you're getting lazier and lazier. Don't you have the ability to subdue dragons and tigers?"
"What happened to your skills? Now you can't even handle a few monsters?"
Wukong was inexplicably scolded. He was stunned, and his anger was just rising when he looked up and saw Tang Sanzang's face and his arm missing a piece of flesh.
Wukong: "..."
The anger subsided in an instant.
He feigned an anxious and angry expression, repeatedly asking Tang Sanzang who had done it, but in reality, he was overjoyed.
Hahahaha, who the hell did this? I, Old Sun, must bow to you!
This monster is pretty good, it's on the right track. I, Old Sun, like it, haha, I'll add more water later.
After Tang Sanzang finished his incoherent complaint, he also gave Sun Wukong a long lecture.
In a great mood, Wukong stroked his fur without arguing back.
Ata retorted angrily, "You piece of trash! Did you teach my Monkey King his skills? What nonsense are you spouting?"
Pigsy and Tang Monk were shouting outside the cave, which woke up the demons, and some demons were already coming this way.
"Master, someone is coming. Please bear with it a little longer. I, Old Sun, will come to pick you up after I have subdued the monster."
Before Tang Sanzang could express his opinion, Sun Wukong vanished in a flash, faster than ever before.
Heaven knows what happened to that poor monkey just now. While listening to Tang Sanzang's complaints, he was mentally trying to pop himself out of the stone.
I thought through all the things that have made me angry and sadd the most over the centuries before I could barely manage to control my expression.
If he didn't leave soon, he wouldn't be able to resist slapping his thigh and bursting into laughter.
The three brothers quickly engaged the three demons in battle.
Pigsy is paired with the white elephant, Sandy with the green lion, and Monkey with the golden-winged roc.
As Dapeng fought, he wondered why the monkey seemed to be in such a good mood today, as he was swinging his golden cudgel much lighter.
Did you discover something?
No, what if the higher-ups aren't satisfied and think he's not working hard enough, so they cut his resources?
So Dapeng took the initiative to provoke: "It seems that the Great Sage Equaling Heaven who made a great disturbance in the Heavenly Palace is nothing more than this."
The monkey, instead of getting angry, smiled and winked at him.
Da Peng: "..."
Qi An did not watch the battle. Instead, she found a place and used her natal fire to refine Tang Sanzang's flesh into more than a dozen golden pills.
After all, you can't just hand that Ying Zheng a piece of meat directly.
That's too filthy, it doesn't suit her status.
When she returned, several days had passed, and the two sides had clashed several times. Pigsy and Sandy had already been captured.
At this time, Dapeng had already retired after achieving his goal and went to his nephew, Buddha. The Green Lion and the White Elephant were beaten out of their original forms by Wukong.
He raised the golden cudgel high, silently counting in his mind, one, two, three...
"Great Sage, please have mercy!"
Wukong casually put down his golden cudgel, sneering to himself, "Just as I thought."
How many real monsters were there along the way? They'll all be my future colleagues!
"The Green Lion/White Elephant are my mounts. They escaped to the mortal realm while I wasn't paying attention and caused a great disaster. I will take them back to the Heavenly Court to be punished."
After exchanging pleasantries, the two Arhats mounted their mounts and flew away.
Without mentioning that the three demons of Lion Camel Ridge wreaked havoc in the area and slaughtered the people of an entire city.
To them, they are nothing but ants. Don't ask questions; asking them is about cause and effect, which cannot be explained.
They had kind and gentle faces, always chanted Buddhist mantras, and frequently gave sermons.
They talk about saving all living beings, but they never care about anything tangible.
Above the clouds, the blue lion and the white elephant, carrying their master, exchanged a glance.
"Brother, let's go to Laozi's place to collect our reward together later. I heard there's a new elixir that's very popular."
"Haha, that's for sure. We've been stuck in this godforsaken lower realm for so long to complete the mission, so we'll definitely ask for a generous reward when we get back."
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