At that moment, Tang Sanzang felt as if his stomach was being swept by a raging storm, and the violent vomiting made it almost impossible for him to stand up.
His face was as pale as paper, and his body was trembling slightly from vomiting violently.
Yang Jian and Zi Shou stood aside, quietly watching this scene.
Yang Jian then remained expressionless, seemingly unconcerned about Tang Sanzang's miserable state, and simply remarked, "He must have vomited a pound or two, right?"
Zi Shou immediately retorted, "Good heavens! It's more than just a pound or two! I bet he threw up everything he ate yesterday and the day before..."
His tone was slightly mocking, as if he found Tang Sanzang's disheveled appearance somewhat amusing.
And so the journey westward continued, and the three of them continued on their way for some time.
Unbeknownst to them, they had already arrived at Eagle's Sorrow Stream in Snake Coil Mountain.
Just as they were about to cross the valley, suddenly, a white figure sped out of Eagle's Sorrow Gorge like lightning, its speed astonishing.
The figure flashed past Tang Sanzang's feet like a ghost.
Immediately afterwards, the white horse that Li Shimin had given to Tang Sanzang also disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye!
This sudden turn of events caught Tang Sanzang off guard. He stumbled and fell head over heels, landing on the ground in a sorry state.
Although Yang Jian and Zi Shou were powerful, the figure was so fast that they could only barely make out its general outline.
"That's... a dragon?"
Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, staring at the white light, and said thoughtfully.
"That's right, it's a real white dragon."
Zi Shou nodded, confirming Yang Jian's guess.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian's face turned extremely ugly. He roared, "Who dares to be so bold as to stir up trouble in front of us!"
His voice, like thunder, echoed through the valley.
Yang Jian and Zi Shou sped away like shooting stars, closely chasing after the white dragon.
The white dragon sensed the terrifying aura of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm emanating from Yang Jian and Zi Shou.
He inwardly cried out in alarm, knowing that he was no match for these two.
Thus, relying on the innate super-fast flight speed of the true dragon race, the white dragon desperately tried to shake off Yang Jian and Zi Shou's pursuit.
However, despite its lightning speed, Yang Jian and Zi Shou remained close behind it, like shadows.
He watched as Yang Jian and Zi Shou drew closer and closer to him.
It suddenly turned its head, opened its blood-red maw, and a powerful dragon breath erupted from its mouth like a volcanic eruption.
As soon as the dragon's breath was released, it instantly transformed into a raging sea of fire, sweeping towards Yang Jian and Zi Shou as if to devour them.
Upon seeing this, Yang Jian and Zi Shou immediately waved their hands.
An energy barrier instantly appeared around each of them, resisting the dragon's breath.
However, at this crucial moment, something unexpected happened.
A small wisp of dragon's breath flame, which Yang Jian and Zi Shou had managed to withstand, fell from the sky.
It flew straight towards Tang Sanzang, who was hiding in the bushes, without missing a single spot.
Then, the small flame landed right on Tang Sanzang's crotch, instantly setting his pants ablaze.
Like a spark falling into a haystack, it instantly ignited into a raging fire.
Tang Sanzang felt a burning sensation in his groin. He looked down and was immediately terrified, screaming loudly.
He frantically tried to extinguish the flames on his body, but found that the flames were extremely fierce and could not be extinguished by hand.
Left with no other choice, Tang Sanzang disregarded everything and leaped into the waters of Eagle's Sorrow Gorge, hoping the water could extinguish the terrible flames.
However, he underestimated the power of the true dragon's breath.
The flames produced by this dragon's breath are comparable to the Samadhi True Fire. How could a small pool of water in Eagle's Sorrow Stream easily extinguish them?
When Yang Jian and Zi Shou saw this scene, their hearts tightened, fearing that Tang Sanzang would be burned or drowned alive.
Therefore, they made a decisive decision to abandon the pursuit of the white dragon and instead prepare to rescue Tang Sanzang.
Yang Jian quickly gathered all his magical power, stretched out his palm, and grabbed at Tang Sanzang like lightning.
This grab, like a sudden storm, carried immense power and pulled the nearly unconscious Tang Sanzang straight out of the water.
Seeing this, Zishou dared not be negligent in the slightest. He immediately waved his sleeve, and a chilling aura swept over Tang Sanzang's entire body like a clear spring.
Wherever this extremely cold air passed, the flames burning in Tang Sanzang's groin were instantly extinguished.
Just as the flames went out, Yang Jian and Zi Shou exchanged a glance.
An indescribable feeling of sympathy welled up in their hearts.
Just now, they discovered that Tang Sanzang's "thing" had been burned!
At this moment, Tang Sanzang gradually woke up from his coma.
He suddenly felt something strange in his lower body, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.
He looked down suddenly and was struck dumb. His groin area was blackened and clearly burned badly!
"Waaah..."
Tang Sanzang let out a mournful cry, his eyes instantly reddened, and tears involuntarily welled up from his eyes.
This tragic scene stirred feelings of pity in Yang Jian and Zishou, who were already filled with sympathy for Tang Sanzang.
However, unexpectedly, after crying for a while, Tang Sanzang gradually stopped crying and began to fall silent.
He just sat there quietly, without saying a word, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.
Time passed by, and another long half-day went by.
In that instant, Tang Sanzang seemed to suddenly realize some important truth, and he abruptly stood up from the ground.
His gaze was clear and firm, fixed on the two people before him, and then he spoke without hesitation: "Two capable individuals, there is no need to worry about this matter any longer. Let us continue on our way!"
Tang Sanzang's sudden change of heart surprised both Yang Jian and Zishou.
They stared wide-eyed at Tang Sanzang in disbelief, as if he had become a completely different person.
Zi Shou, in particular, was so astonished that he couldn't close his mouth and stammered, "Holy Monk! You..."
However, Tang Sanzang appeared unusually calm and composed. He interrupted Zishou with an upright expression and continued, "It's just a matter of an inch or two. If it's gone, it's gone."
Then, Tang Sanzang slightly raised his head, looked into the distance, and said thoughtfully, "We Buddhists should be free from worldly desires and have our six senses purified."
"Do not be greedy, do not be angry, do not be ignorant, do not hate, do not love, do not hate, do not desire."
"This thing is nothing more than an external possession to us, and it's not of much use to us."
Finally, he turned around, his back to Yang Jian and Zi Shou, and walked forward with firm steps, muttering to himself, "Let's go! Getting on the road is the priority."
Tang Sanzang's words left Yang Jian and Zishou speechless, standing there dumbfounded.
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