Chapter 246: Immortals Peeping at the Journey to the West (2) Confirmed...
After confirming that everyone in the group had received the message, Wukong put away his phone, turned over on the couch and closed his eyes to rest.
After a moment, he suddenly turned over again, took out his cell phone and contacted Tathagata.
Wukong: Uncle Master, something went wrong with Xuanzang. I suggest you conduct a thorough investigation inside Lingshan.
Now Buddha Tathagata: What's wrong? Good boy, don't be anxious, speak slowly.
Wukong: It's my personality that's wrong. My personality in the previous nine lives was guided by Lingshan, and I was already very weak. But the Xuanzang I met is very shrewd and decisive.
Now the Buddha said: I know about this matter, and I will trouble you to pay more attention on the way.
Now Buddha Tathagata: [Red Envelope]
(The red envelope has been received)
When Wukong clicked on it, he saw that there were five thousand spirit stones, and his eyes lit up immediately.
Wukong: Master is so generous!
This time, Tathagata did not reply to him, probably because he was anxious to deal with the message he sent.
The Queen Mother of the West praised him, saying, "Wukong is such a clever boy! He earned five thousand just by delivering a message."
Emperor Donghua said, "This news is nothing. It's just that the child has grasped the timing perfectly."
Silly dad Nezha and silly mom Fuli's mouths almost split to the back of their heads, and the humble words that came out of their mouths were exactly the same hypocritical.
Nezha: "Stop praising him, you two. He's just being clever. It won't affect the overall situation."
Fu Li: "This kid is too naughty. It's just something he said casually, but why does he have to pay for it?"
Wen Zhong stroked his beard and said with a leisurely smile, "The boy earned his money with his own ability, and Master Duobao is happy to give it to him. It's like when one is willing to fight, the other is willing to be beaten."
Everyone was talking at once, some were praising Wukong, some were defending Wukong and refuting the couple.
Those who can sit here are not stupid. Every word they said touched the hearts of Fu Li and Nezha.
Looking in Fu Li's mirror again, a night passed quickly on earth.
Wukong got up early, went to the wooden house in the west, cooked some tea and food, and boiled a pot of hot water. Then he woke Xuanzang up and asked him to wash up and have a meal.
No matter what, Wukong was a very qualified disciple. Even though Xuanzang came from a noble family, no one could find fault with him in terms of etiquette.
After finishing his meal, Xuanzang wanted to leave, but Wukong persuaded him to leave. Wukong set up an incense table and invited Xuanzang to sit on it. They burned incense and worshipped heaven and earth, and finally Xuanzang became his disciple.
The immortals all nodded in agreement: if the name is not right, then the words will not flow; if the words are not flowing, then the work will not succeed. Whether it was the mortal Xuanzang or the immortal Jin Chanzi, since Wukong wanted a piece of this, he had to become Xuanzang's disciple. From then on, Wukong became Xuanzang's eldest disciple. His Dharma name remained "Wukong," but Xuanzang gave him the additional Dharma name "Xingzhe."
The master and his disciple traveled westward, walking during the day and sleeping at night. After about two months, it was already late autumn.
Wukong looked at the route navigation and found that they had arrived at Yingchoujian, so he sent a private message to the little white dragon Ao Lie, asking him to get to the position quickly, otherwise everything would be in vain.
At that time, Ao Lie was still training troops for Mo'ang in the West Sea. When he heard the special reminder on the phone, he handed the task to his deputy general, took off his armor and ran away.
By the time Mo'ang received the news and rushed over, the Ao Lie people had already grabbed the land god by the collar in Yingchoujian.
"Do you remember what I just told you?"
"Remember, remember. Don't worry, Third Prince, there is absolutely no mistake." The land god nodded repeatedly. Ao Lie held his head a little too tightly, and he almost died with this nod.
——Although I am a low-level employee, I also have a formal position. As a non-staff member, can you respect my camp - Heaven?
Ao Lie said: "Then tell me again."
land:"…………"
He raised his neck and tried to glance down, hoping that Ao Lie could see his predicament.
Ao Lie was puzzled for a moment, and when he saw that Tudi's face had turned red, he let go of his hand awkwardly and wiped Tudi's wrinkled clothes.
He thought for a moment, then pulled out a bag of pearls from his sleeve and stuffed it into the Earth God's arms: "I'm sorry for offending you just now, please forgive me, Earth God."
I was so anxious just now that I forgot my elder brother's advice: It's easy to see the King of Hell, but it's hard to deal with little devils. Especially when you need help, you must never offend them. If you accidentally offend them, then give them spirit stones, elixirs, and magic weapons.
Anyway, the thing they have the most in the world is treasures.
The land quietly opened the purse a little, and the pearly light inside burst out, almost blinding him.
He quickly tightened the strap of his purse, his old face smiling broadly, "Don't worry, Third Prince, there's absolutely no mistake. You accidentally burned the pearl given by the Great Celestial Venerable, and the Dragon King of the West Sea, fearing the Heavenly Emperor's blame, insisted on taking you to heaven to apologize.
The Great Celestial Venerable is too busy with affairs to attend to these minor matters, so he assigned them to the Thunder God Palace for handling. The Nine Heavens Thunder God, Puhua Tianzun, casually hooked his hand and punished you to serve as a mount for the pilgrims. "Third Prince, I remember everything correctly, right?"
Ao Lie finally smiled: "Not bad, not bad at all. Just don't complain when the time comes."
"Don't worry, it's absolutely correct!"
Wen Zhong, who was sitting in the Lingxiao Palace and watching everything, said: "...Am I some kind of good-tempered enemy? How dare this little dragon lie to me?"
The gods sitting around him nodded one after another, each one looking more sincere than the other.
Thunder Minister Qin Wan said, "Junior Brother Wen Zhong, you are a very stable deity. Since you took over the Thunder Ministry, I have never seen you get angry with anyone."
The Golden Light Holy Mother nodded in agreement and sighed, "Who would have thought that the former Grand Master Wen was also such a decisive and resolute person?"
Wen Zhong's mouth twitched: "So those who are emotionally stable should take the blame?"
He suddenly had a bad feeling: This journey to the West is full of eighty-one difficulties. Could it be that I will become a cookware supplier?
Xuanzang and Wukong, the master and disciple, reached the Eagle Sorrow Stream, and the two split screens merged into one. A little white dragon suddenly emerged from the water, swallowed Xuanzang's white horse in one gulp, and then, as Wukong was stunned, disappeared into the grass.
Wukong: No, what's going on? Why did you add scenes without my permission?
Xuanzang was also startled, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He pulled Wukong aside and asked, "What was that just now? It was a big white snake, and why did it have horns? Did it eat the white horse?"
Wukong blinked, easing the pain from his long stare. He helped Xuanzang sit down on a flat stone and said soothingly, "Master, don't worry. I'll go down and see what evil spirit is causing this trouble."
He was about to leave when Xuanzang grabbed him and said, "Disciple, I believe in your ability. I'm just afraid that the monster has lured the tiger away from the mountain."
Then the boss is just a long worm. Even if he has no magic power, he can't defeat him with his mortal body, so he will become a meal.
During the reign of the 11th Emperor of Qin, there was a Prime Minister named Zhuge Liang who died before he could accomplish his mission. Zhuge Liang did not want to follow in the footsteps of the great leader and fail to live up to the trust placed in him by the Emperor of Tang.
Wukong knew in his heart that nothing would go wrong, but he couldn't say this in front of Xuanzang who was going through tribulations, so he pretended to think for a moment, took out his golden cudgel and knocked on the ground a few times to summon the land god.
The local god was also a remarkable person. After accepting the pearl from Ao Lie, his acting skills exploded. He fell to his knees in shock and kowtowed, "Oh, Prince Wukong, why are you in such a remote place instead of receiving blessings in Huaguo Mountain?"
Wukong mentally praised him and said with a fierce face, "Stop talking nonsense! Let me ask you, are there any wild monsters around here?"
The land god said, "There are no mountain spirits or wild monsters, but there is a sinful dragon under the water."
"Oh?" Wukong glanced at Xuanzang, and seeing that Xuanzang was looking at him with great interest, he gestured to the land god to explain in detail.
The land god thought to himself, "Hey, it's finally my turn to show off my skills. Third Prince, just watch out, a bag of pearls isn't given away for nothing."
"Unbeknownst to the Saint Monk and the Prince, a hundred years ago, a white dragon suddenly appeared in this stream. He was the younger brother of the Dragon King of the West Sea. In his youth and inexperience, he burned the pearl bestowed upon the West Sea by the Emperor of Heaven. Fearing trouble, the Dragon King of the West Sea took him to Heaven to apologize.
The Great Celestial Venerable was so busy with affairs that he had no time for such a small matter. Seeing that it was not an important memorial, he casually transferred it to the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Palace. The Thunder God Puhua Celestial Venerable, seeing that it was a document sent from the High Heaven Palace, dared not neglect it and punished him to suffer here, waiting for the Eastern Land pilgrim to arrive.
Xuanzang was confused: "Waiting for me again? What kind of hot cake is this?"
Then I thought again: Oh, that’s not right. If you were waiting for me, why would you eat my white horse?
Xuanzang was a man of great intelligence and a good memory. It made no sense that Wukong would recognize him while Bailong didn't, as they were both waiting for him.
Fortunately, Wukong's memory was not bad. He just came up with this idea and heard Wukong grinning and asking the land god: "Since you were waiting for my master to come, why did you eat his white horse?"
His face was full of smiles, yet it gave people an inexplicable sense of danger. When Xuanzang heard this, the slight suspicion that had risen in his heart was suppressed, and he looked towards the land with him.
"This..." The land god laughed dryly, "I don't know about this little fairy."
——Not to mention that Ao Lie hadn't mentioned this scene at all during the rehearsal. Even if he had, he was just a landowner, how could he know it so clearly?
Wukong said, "Never mind. I won't make things difficult for you. You stay here and look after my master. I'll go down into the water and meet that evil creature. If my master gets even a little bit of his skin rubbed off, I'll hold you responsible!"
The land god agreed repeatedly, with cold sweat on his head.
Although he knew it was all an act, Wukong was an unrivaled being in the entire prehistoric world. He had defeated every demon king in the prehistoric world, earning him a truly formidable reputation.
The land god had never seen such a person before, but had always heard of his reputation. How could he not be afraid?
Xuanzang saw it and kept it in mind, and was ready to ask questions after Wukong left.
Although they were already master and disciple, he found that he knew too little about Wukong.
Then Wukong dragged his golden cudgel into the water and soon arrived at Little White Dragon's water palace. Seeing Little White Dragon coming out to greet him, Wukong, holding his cudgel, asked, "What's wrong with you? Is the West Sea starving you?"
Ao Lie smiled and asked him to sit down and drink tea, explaining, "Isn't that what you said, Prince? Xuanzang is cautious by nature. You've already taken the path of direct surrender. If Xiaolong does the same, it would be too much of a coincidence."
Wukong took a sip of tea, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Then tell me, what script have you written for yourself?"
Little White Dragon smiled shyly, "Well... I was just young and hot-headed. I was unwilling to do so, but because of my brother's tyranny, I had no choice but to submit."
Moang above the nine heavens: “…………”
——Third brother, do you know that I am watching you?
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