This feeling of separation...... Come suddenly, come strongly!

On a whim, nothing more than that.

Of course, it may or may not be a good thing, but the disciples have achieved the right results, and since then they have been free to live in the Three Realms and live in various parts of heaven and earth, which can be regarded as a separation from a new starting point.

At least, Tang Sanzang only had a strong sense of separation in his heart, but there was no sense of crisis or anything like that, so Tang Sanzang's mood was a little complicated, but he was not too worried and nervous.

And listening to Tang Sanzang's words, Zhu Bajie's eyes lit up.

Zhu Bajie respects Tang Sanzang and sincerely regards him as a teacher, but the problem is that following Tang Sanzang's side, after all, he lacks a little bit of "spare hatred", and the pig is too weak.

"Master, if there really is such a day, I must always think about you, old pig."

Zhu Bajie's eyes were full of tears, and he was all reluctant to speak, as if he had lost Tang Sanzang and lost most of the meaning of his life.

"Bajie, do you really think so?" Tang Sanzang asked.

"It's true!" Zhu Bajie replied without hesitation.

"Alas, speaking of which, among the three of your brothers and sisters, you are the most worried about the teacher, and you are the one who likes partiality the most.

Tang Sanzang's words were gentle, but in Zhu Bajie's ears, it was like being struck by lightning, and his expression stiffened a little.

For a while, both the monkey and the sand monk couldn't help laughing, and Shicai's sense of dissipation dissipated a lot.

And as Tang Sanzang's face was once again as merciful and peaceful as before, the monkey and the others also had the right to think that Tang Sanzang was just when King Zhu Zi was leaving, and they sighed two sentences in their hearts, but they didn't take it too seriously.

The westward journey continued, and Tang Sanzang and his party continued to walk as usual.

The trajectory is also extending forward little by little......

From Zhu Ziguo to the west, it is actually quite inaccurate to say that it is all under the control of Western Heaven Buddhism.

Or should it be said that since then, it has been under the influence of Western Buddhism.

And as Tang Sanzang began to set foot on this land, the faint undercurrent began to surge.

It's just that for Tang Sanzang and his entourage, the biggest feeling now is that the road to the west of Zhu Ziguo is becoming more and more difficult to walk, the mountains are high and the forests are dense, not to mention the wilderness, and they can often encounter demon clans who attack without knowing what to do.

Most of these demon clans are ordinary mountain demons, their Taoism is still shallow, but their temperament is fierce and cruel, almost from a distance, seeing Tang Sanzang, such a white and handsome pretty monk, they instinctively want to come up and eat it clean.

Even the monkeys occasionally inquired about it, and found that these mountain demons didn't know anything like Tang monk meat at all, they just wanted to eat people.

For a while, Tang Sanzang also felt that the general environment he was in was beginning to gradually change, compared to the demon clan a little further east, the demon clan here had a much more cruel and cruel temperament.

For this reason, Tang Sanzang also had to additionally tell the monkey to wait. "Disciples, pay attention to mercy, and go beyond the evildoers, try not to hurt the innocent flowers and plants around you and other living beings."

"Don't worry, Master."

……

Time passes quietly.

Unconsciously, Tang Sanzang and his entourage had left Zhu Ziguo for more than half a year, and everything seemed to be as calm as usual, except for the occasional encounter with a few ferocious little demons, there was almost no difference in the past.

In this regard, Tang Sanzang's intuition of parting in his heart was even worse, but on the surface, he was silent, enjoying the time with his apprentices as usual, but he felt that the days passed a little faster.

And unconsciously, Tang Sanzang and his entourage walked all the way from the mountains and forests, and their eyes suddenly opened up, but they saw a piece of birds singing and flowers, as if they had come to a blessed land hidden in the mountains and forests.

What's more, in the center of this blessed land, there is a large steaming pool, like a hot spring in Tang Sanzang's memory.

"Natural hot springs?"

Tang Sanzang had such a thought in his mind, but he didn't feel quite surprised.

Hot springs, cold pools and the like, although they are rare in the deep mountains, Tang Sanzang and his party have been walking in them for many years, and occasionally, they can always be encountered.

And this is also the place where Tang Sanzang and his entourage often clean their dirt outside the city.

Without Tang Sanzang's instructions, the monkey directly stepped forward and walked around this hot spring surrounded by the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and glanced around with fiery eyes.

"Brother Monkey, how is it? There can be a problem with this pool. Zhu Bajie shouted from a distance towards the monkeys standing around the hot springs.

Immediately, the monkey returned to Tang Sanzang in a few jumps and said. "Master, this pool is not a mundane thing, it is suitable for you?"

"Huh? Wukong, how do you say this? Tang Sanzang asked.

"Master, you heard about Hou Yi's bow in Zhu Ziguo, and you must have known about Hou Yi's shooting down of Jiuyang in ancient times. And these nine suns all fell on the earth, respectively turned into a soup spring, this is one of them, called 'dirt spring', can wash the flesh of a lot of dirt gas, whether it is immortals, demons or people, are very beneficial. ”

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang was a little vigilant in his heart.

It is true that the poor monk is the protagonist of this catastrophe, but Tang Sanzang understands that he has few opportunities as the protagonist, but there are many disasters, and the encounters are extraordinary, and most of them are disasters.

Merely......

Dirt Springs?

Tang Sanzang rummaged through the memories of his past life in this life, but he had no impression.

Of course, Tang Sanzang did not fully believe in the memories of his previous life, especially Tang Sanzang found that the memories of the road to the west in his previous life, the more he went to the back, the more vague the things he remembered.

It was when he was in Zhu Ziguo that Tang Sanzang only felt a little familiar when he heard the name of "Zhu Ziguo", but he couldn't recall that it was one of the calamity locations, and finally relied on the name of "Golden Sacred Palace", so he recalled a lot of information.

As for the memories of Zhu Ziguo's westward journey, Tang Sanzang remembered even less, except for a few well-known and popular monsters, the relevant information was becoming less and less.

Of course...... According to the normal trajectory, in the end, the poor monk was defeated by the Feng Dou...... Ah no, it should be a Buddha of merit, Wukong is fighting to defeat the Buddha or something, I still have a little impression.

It's a pity that for some reason, Tang Sanzang always felt that he had no hope of becoming a Buddha in this life, was it because the poor monk spoke too little?

Just when Tang Sanzang fell silent, the monkey said with a smile.

"Master, rest assured, my grandson has already looked back and forth, this is indeed the 'Dirt Spring', except for a few inconspicuous demons, there are no big demons, Master can bathe with peace of mind."