The words were divided into two ends, and the Sanzang army went all the way west, but encountered a lot of trouble. Although Tang Sanzang had been mentally prepared, the cruelty of desert life was still far beyond imagination: the wind and dust all the way to the sand, the long sea of sand reached the sky, and there was no end in sight at a glance. The lonely traveler walks on the vast sea of sand, so small that it is like a black dot moving slowly, and it seems that there is no end to it. Such a scene makes Sun Wukong, who has always been arrogant, feel deeply, sighing at his own insignificance and the vastness of nature.

This arduous journey made Tang Sanzang deeply appreciate the horror of desert life, and also greatly reduced his optimism about the journey to the western sky. With Sanzang's words of scolding his mother, it can best reflect his mood at the time, who can't say that the Great Wall is not a hero, according to Lao Tzu's words, who wants to stay in the desert for ten days and half a month like Lao Tzu, then Lao Tzu will admit that he is a hero.

The mysterious desert, day and night, is full of dangers, so that even the most arrogant and conceited people dare not take it lightly, because accidents can occur here at every moment, and you will be buried forever in this endless yellow world if you lose a move.

In the desert during the day, the sun bakes the earth like crazy, and the heat waves roll in the fields, and the fire soars into the sky. This heat of up to forty or fifty degrees is enough to kill all life on the ground, and the heat wave endlessly sucks every drop of water in the body of life, so that they can only maintain the functions of their bodies by drinking water constantly, otherwise they will face the fate of being baked to death.

Sandstorms are travelers who often wander in the desert, and the yellow desert tornadoes are overwhelming and majestic when they come, and even those who are as strong as Sun Wukong have to avoid three points. The yellow sand that accompanied the storm was like a rabbit in heat, rushing towards everyone frantically, the speed was like a stray bullet shooting everywhere, if it was unfortunately swept away, how could it still be lifed?

Whenever a sandstorm hits, Sun Wukong is responsible for blocking it, and Ao Bai runs away with his master on his back. Although this strategy can be saved, it really hurts Wukong, and every time he comes back, he is like a groundhog out of the sand, covered with sand, which is simply weak. You must know that with the dignity of the Monkey King, when I think that I can't even do anything about a little sand, I really have the heart to die.

Once the desert is in the heat at night, it is an extreme scene, and the unbearable heat of the day drops rapidly, often a few degrees below zero. Such a huge temperature change is like two heavens of ice and fire, for Tang Sanzang, who has just adapted to the hot environment, it is tantamount to challenging the limits of the human body again, and the feeling is really miserable to be in purgatory.

At this time, the reptiles in the desert all take advantage of the cool weather to come out to feed. In the dark night, countless pairs of eyes appeared staring at Tang Sanzang's piece of fat. Although the brocade robe and the Xuanguang mirror can ward off evil spirits, they seem to be ineffective against scorpions and spiders, whenever countless highly poisonous scorpions and spiders crawl all over the body, Tang Sanzang's high-pitched and poignant screams become a different scene in the dark night of the desert.

If it weren't for the Dragon Sacred Bead to protect his body, Tang Sanzang, who was highly poisonous in his body, would have died at least a hundred times, but the piercing pain after being stung by a scorpion made Tang Sanzang still shudder when he thought about it.

The archmage was so depressed that he went crazy, didn't he say that the Xuanguang Mirror and the brocade robe could ward off evil spirits, how could they be ineffective against scorpions and spiders, and these things bully the soft and afraid of the hard, it seems that they never look for Wukong and the two, so they pick him out for such a bite, which is too much.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but laugh and explained, because scorpions and spiders are naturally made, created by heaven and earth, although poisonous, they are usually not regarded as evil things, and Buddhist magic weapons are generally more benevolent, so they directly ignore these weak creatures. As for why the scorpions don't bite them, that's of course, just looking at the domineering spirit on their bodies and daring to come up, that's called looking for death. This cannot be called bullying the weak and fearing the hard, but it is the nature of nature, the so-called animal spirituality.

Tang Sanzang listened to the old earth's depression, and sighed quite self-deprecatingly, maybe they also heard the rumor that eating Tang monk's meat can lead to immortality, so they stared at me and bit it. Alas, if the rumors are true, then Lao Tzu has created many immortal scorpions along the way, which is really too cheap.

Ao Bai shook his head and shook his head, and said in a crepe manner, Master, in ancient times, the Buddha cut meat and fed eagles, and now Tang Sanzang sacrificed himself to feed the scorpions, which is really following the ancient style of the Buddha, and the merits are limitless.

As soon as these words came out, Tang Sanzang smoked and scolded without a mouth, grandma's, you haven't been bitten in your feelings, just talk cool words there, you have the ability to be bitten and try.

The two apprentices laughed when they heard this, laughing so loudly that Tang Sanzang shook his head and sighed, smiling bitterly, damn, like this, it can be regarded as a joy in suffering.

When the difficulties are so strong that they threaten their lives, people will leave everything behind, move forward bravely, and survive with strength and courage. Along the way, Tang Sanzang relied on the powerful abilities of his two apprentices, and although he went through many hardships, he finally broke through the ghost gate again and again, and gradually survived out of this human purgatory, and the thousands of miles of desert came to an end.