No one understands this truth better than Tang Sanzang, after all, even a society with a perfect legal system is judged in this way.

Because of this, with guilt in his heart, and also worried that those immortals would have the means to extract information from the souls of those monsters, Tang Sanzang did not hesitate to delay the efforts to rescue the monkeys, and chanted for them for a long time.

"I hope ...... They can be human beings in the next life, Amitabha. ”

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, Tang Sanzang lowered his head slightly, and then he noticed that the monk's robe on his body was already covered with blood, and it was uncomfortable to stain his body.

"Horses, come here!"

Under Tang Sanzang's soft call, the white horse really seemed to have been spiritualized, and ran to Tang Sanzang's side in a few leaps.

Then Tang Sanzang untied the package tied to the horse's back, took out the spare monk's robes, and led the white horse to a water source to wash.

Under the moonlight, above the water of Yingying Pool, a handsome monk with peaceful and elegant demeanor washed the stains on his body without hurrying, and from a distance, it seemed as if a holy white lotus bloomed in this deep mountain cold pool.

A drop of water slowly flowed down from his forehead, across the bridge of his tall nose, and fell down the perfect curvature of his face to the well-defined collarbone, shattering into countless smaller droplets, reflecting Tang Sanzang's unusually handsome face.

It's a poetic and transcendent scene.

However, Tang Sanzang, who was concentrating on washing himself and removing dirt, didn't notice that with this waterhole as his goal, a strong tiger with eyes like a calf was quietly approaching.

Step by step......

With the cushion of the soles of his feet, this natural hunter quietly approached the waterhole, half-leaning over and hiding in the grass at an isosceles height, and a pair of sharp eyes came back and scanned between Tang Sanzang and the white horse.

In the end, as if attracted by a certain charm that Tang Sanzang invisibly revealed, the eyes of the eye-catching tiger were tightly locked on the seemingly defenseless tender monkey who was in the waterhole.

The next moment! Wind from the Tiger!

"Roaring !!"

When Tang Sanzang unintentionally lowered his head, this eye-catching tiger suddenly pounced, rolled up bursts of fishy wind, and instantly crossed the distance of half a waterhole and pounced fiercely on Tang Sanzang.

Seeing Tang Sanzang's bright head getting closer and closer, this eye-catching tiger showed a trace of human greed and excitement in his eyes, and his mouth was wide open, ready to enjoy the upcoming evening ......

In the next moment, the entire fierce face of the eye-catching tiger was completely distorted and crumpled into a ball.

And at some point, a fist that looked slender and white had already pressed against the snow-white lower abdomen of the eye-catching tiger.

Immediately, unprecedented pain swept through the whole body of this eye-catching tiger, and the hair on his whole body exploded in an instant, not to mention, even the screams were already deformed.

"Boom ......"

"Don't make a fuss, you're not a husky!" Tang Sanzang, who was still having a headache about how to deal with this tiger, immediately felt that his three views were somewhat ruined.

This king of the forest, the size of a calf, was only punched by himself, how could he scream like a husky who had been taught a lesson?

Immediately, Tang Sanzang, who was compassionate, had no intention of killing, his arm moved slightly, and after casually pulling a large handful of hair on this eye-catching tiger, he threw it back into the grass that jumped out.

"Bang!"

"Boom ......" After another intimate contact with the ground, the eye-catching tiger made another strange scream, and then quickly struggled to get up, and fled the scene like a gust of wind with his tail between his legs.

"Could it be that this tiger has mutated?" Immersed in the pleasure of bathing, Tang Sanzang glanced at the white-eyed white tiger that gradually disappeared at the end of the dense grass, and said to himself helplessly.

Subsequently, Tang Sanzang, who felt that there was nothing strange in the world, cleaned the large handful of tiger hair in the waterhole, carefully rolled it up, grabbed it in the palm of his hand, and rubbed the remaining blood stains on his body.

"It feels good, the softness is moderate!"

Or because he didn't go out of the boundary of Shuangchaling, Tang Sanzang, who was not monitored by the gods and Buddhas, was unusually relaxed and enjoyed this long-lost feeling.

After another moment of effort, Tang Sanzang, who had finished bathing, slowly swam back to the shore and put on a clean plain white monk's robe.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

Tang Sanzang, who felt that the whole person had a feeling of refreshment, habitually pronounced the Buddha's name, and then led the white horse to find a hillside to rest downwind.

Nothing was said one night, the next day.

Under the anxious eyes of many gods and Buddhas who secretly surrounded Shuangchaling, Tang Sanzang, dressed in plain white monk's robes, sat on a white horse and slowly stepped away from the boundary of Shuangchaling Ridge facing the rising sun.

Seeing that Tang Sanzang was safe and sound, and even in good spirits, these gods and Buddhas breathed a sigh of relief and continued to perform their duties, protecting this mortal scripture learner along the way to the next scheduled disaster site.

"And the next place is ......"

Suddenly, many gods and Buddhas stiffened a little.

"Five Finger Mountain, Monkey King!"

For a while, even if these gods and Buddhas understood that one had been trapped in the Five Finger Mountains for five hundred years, but recalling his iron rod, smashing the sky, recklessly, and almost overturning the heavens and the earth, many gods and Buddhas still couldn't hold back the horror in their hearts.

Great Sage! Great Sage!! Great Sage !!

Even after 500 years, even if that one was a loser, in the hearts of countless gods and Buddhas, they instinctively remembered this honorific title in the depths of their memories.

Five hundred years has passed in a snap of a finger for the gods and Buddhas, but the mortal world has long been a vicissitudes of life, and that one is about to usher in the day of getting out of trouble?

In the anxious state of mind of many gods and Buddhas, in less than half a day's effort, the strange mountain standing between heaven and earth appeared in Tang Sanzang's sight.

Five Finger Mountain!

This strange mountain range stood so abruptly between heaven and earth, five peaks of different heights and heights were tightly pressed together to form a mountain range, and from a distance, it seemed as if a giant palm was growing on the earth.

"This monkey has been crushed by such a thing for 500 years?!"

Even if he had guessed the monkey's situation, when he saw this legendary "Five Finger Mountain" with his own eyes, Tang Sanzang still couldn't help but be shocked.

What was that monkey like back then?

Stepping on Ling Xiao and making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, he pretends to be as high as the sky, so that even if he is suppressed in the earth, he needs to firmly suppress him with five sky-high peaks connected by one vein.

At this moment, as if I felt the same way, it was still a few miles away from Wuzhi Mountain, and a sound like thunder suddenly sounded from the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, echoing between heaven and earth.

"My master is here!"

"My master is here!!"

"My master is here to !!"