Mo Ang is very aware of the temperament of the dragon, now his life hangs in the hands of others, he has to bow his head, but he has a grudge in his heart, if he is released, maybe he will run back to the river, launch a ruthless attack, and kill Tang Seng to avenge his father, in that case, the disaster will be big, and the West Sea Dragon Palace will not be able to afford it.

The Heihe River God beside him interjected on the side: "Great Sage, I am very familiar with the situation in the river, why don't you let me and Senior Brother Ling go down and find your second junior brother and Master Tang?"

Sun Wukong thought about it, so he let the sand monk and the river god go into the water.

Monk Sha separated the waterway and came to the gate of Shuifu, the door was open, and the little demons saw that Yongjie was captured, the situation was not good, and they had already fled for their lives. Monk Sha and the two came to the pavilion and saw that the golden cicada and Zhu Bajie were tied there.

Monk Sha went up to untie the rope on the golden cicada, and the river god went to untie Zhu Bajie again.

Monk Sha looked at Jin Chanzi in confusion and asked, "Master, with your mana, you shouldn't know that this person is a monster, how can this be." ”

"Wujing, for some reason, the mana of the teacher seems to be getting weaker and weaker, and it is slowly disappearing. The golden cicada spoke slowly, as if it was in pain.

"Let's go out and ask Senior Brother, let's go out first. Monk Sha pulled up the golden cicada and carried it behind his back.

"Don't tell Goku. He couldn't know, and that's what I promised him. I can't afford to lose my words. ”

"Well, okay. ”

One by one, the two of them carried the golden cicada and Zhu Bajie out of the water.

When he arrived on the shore, Zhu Bajie saw that Jie Jie was locked and tied there, and he raised the nail palladium and was about to go over to beat him, and scolded in his mouth: "Thief monster, do you still want to eat me?"

Sun Wukong grabbed him and said: "Bajie, look at the face of Ao Yanxian's father and son, spare him the death penalty." ”

Mo Ang came over to see Jin Chanzi and Zhu Bajie, and said goodbye to Sun Wukong: "Great Sage, Xiaolongzi doesn't dare to stay for a long time. Since I rescued your master, I will take this guy back to see my father. Although the great sage forgave him for his capital crimes, his father will never spare him for his living crimes, and there must be a disposition, and then he will reply to the great sage to apologize. ”

"In that case, you can take him back, worship Lingzun a lot, and I will thank him in person in the future. ”

The two sides parted, and Moang escorted Fei Jie, led the Western sea soldiers, and returned to the West Sea.

The Heishui River God also came to thank Sun Wukong: "Thank you for the grace of the Great Sage, so that the little god can return to Shuifu!"

Everyone talked for a while, and Jin Chanzi asked, "Apprentice, now that you are still on the east bank, how can you cross the river?"

The river god hurriedly said: "Don't worry, master, please get on the horse, the little god will open the way and lead the master across the river." ”

The golden cicada was overjoyed, rode a white horse, Zhu Bajie held the reins, the sand monk picked up the luggage, Sun Wukong took care of it, the river god carried the water blocking method, and pointed to the river, the river water seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall, the upstream water no longer flowed, the downstream water still flowed forward, and after a while, the water on the riverbed dried up and opened a big road.

The four masters and apprentices arrived at the west bank safely, thanked the river god, and headed west.

The Zen monks rescued the Western Regions, and crossed the Black River without waves. After all, I don't know how to worship the Buddha and seek scriptures, and compete with heaven for reincarnation.

Gu Gu recorded a poem in ancient books:

Seeking to get rid of obstacles and travel westward, countless famous mountains are endless.

The rabbit flies day and night, and the birds cry and fall from spring and autumn.

There are three thousand realms under the eyes of the dust, and four hundred states at the head of the tin staff.

Sushui dining wind Dengzimo, when is the future to turn back.

It is said that the golden cicada is fortunate to have the dragon subdued the demon, and the god of the Heishui River opened the way, and the masters and apprentices crossed the Heishui River and looked for the road all the way to the west.

All the way to the stars and the moon, walked for a few months, winter to spring, to early spring, everywhere fragrant, full of spring.

Sanyang transport, full of bright pictures.

All things are shining, and there are embroideries everywhere.

The plum remnants are a little snow, and the wheat is a cloud.

Gradually open the ice and dissolve the mountain spring, and there are no burn marks in the buds.

It was that Taihao who took advantage of the earthquake and hooked the mang.

The floral fragrance is warm, the clouds are light and the sun is new.

The willows on the side of the road soothe the green eyes, and the rain breeds Vientiane spring.

The masters and apprentices were watching the scenery on the road, walking slowly, and suddenly heard a shout,

Ho!

Suddenly, I heard a loud shout, as if there were thousands of people shouting.

Jin Chanzi hurriedly reined in his horse and asked, "Wukong, where is there such a sound?"

"It's like a landslide. Bajie smiled

Sha Seng also replied: "It is also like thunder and thunder." ”

"Apprentices, it seems that people are still shouting and neighing. ”

Sun Wukong smiled: "Don't guess, wait for Lao Sun to take a look." ”

Sun Wukong jumped into the air, put his hand on the canopy and watched, and saw a city from a distance.

When I looked closer, I saw that the auspicious light was faint, and I didn't see any fierceness.

Wukong muttered to himself: "Good place! How can there be a sound that rings in the ears? There is no flag shining in the city, and the halberd is bright, and it is not the sound of cannons, why is there such a noise of people and horses?"

Look at the city gate again, there is a vacant lot, at a glance, there are all white bald heads, there are a few monks pulling carts there.

The monks pulled the rope on their backs, and when they exerted their strength, they shouted in unison: "Hercules Bodhisattva!

Sun Wukong lowered his head a little more, and took a closer look, ah! Those cars were loaded with bricks, tiles, earth and stones, and the road under the city gate was extremely steep, and the monks pulled the cars to the steep road, where could they pull them? Those monks were all in rags, as if they were living a very embarrassing life.

Sun Wukong said to himself: "I think it's to build a temple." Seeing that he had a bumper harvest here, he couldn't find a handyman, so this monk worked hard himself. ”

Sun Wukong was wondering in his heart, and two gorgeously dressed young Taoist priests staggered out of the city gate.

You see how he dresses up, but see him: a crown of stars on his head, and a splendid cloth.

Wearing a crown of stars shining brightly, the body is clothed in splendid colorful clouds.

Feet on the clouds, waist tied with familiar silk.

The face is like a full moon, and it is handsome, and it looks like a Yao Tian Xiankejiao.

When the monks saw the Taoist priest coming, they all seemed to be very frightened, and they all pulled the cart with more force.

"How can a monk be afraid of a Taoist priest? Why are Taoist monks rich and monks poor? I have heard people mention that on the western road, there is a place to worship the Tao and destroy the monks, and it seems that this is it. If I repay Master, I don't understand what is going on, and I will provoke him. I'll go down and inquire first! I can ask clearly, so that I can reply to Master's words. ”

Sun Wukong pressed the head of the clouds, changed under the city gate, and turned into a small Taoist priest of Youfang, with a water and fire basket hanging on his left arm, a three-foot-long fishing drum in his left hand, and a two-foot-long bamboo slip in his right hand. ”

The two Taoist priests hurriedly returned the salute: "Where is Mr. from?"

Sun Wukong said: "The poor road is wandering in the cape, wandering at the end of the world, and now I come here to recruit good people." May I ask the two Taoist chiefs, which street in this city has good people? Which alley has good people? ”

"You gentleman, why do you say such uninteresting things?" the Taoist priest laughed.

"What's the upset?"

"You said you were going to eat some fasting, wouldn't it be a disappointment?"

"The monks make a living by begging, and if they don't go to fasting and eat, do they have to buy it with money?" asked Sun Wukong puzzled.

"You've come from afar, and you don't know what's going on in our city. Let me tell you: In our city, all the civil and military officials are good, the rich and noble families love the virtuous, and when the men, women, and children see our Taoist priests coming, they will all invite us to come over and respectfully serve fasting meals. These are not enough to worry about, and there is also a first-class honor, even the long live king here is also a good way to love the virtuous. The two Taoist priests looked at Sun Wukong and smiled.

"The poor road is young, and secondly, it is the first time to come to the treasure land, I really don't know. I would like to ask the two Taoist chiefs to tell the poor Dao about the name of the place and the king's good way, which is full of sympathy. Sun Wukong began to talk.

"The name of this place is Che Chi Kingdom, and the king is related to our Taoists. The Taoist priest said proudly.

Sun Wukong heard this, and said with a smile: "Is the Taoist priest the emperor?"

Twenty years ago, there was a great drought here, when every household bathed in incense and prayed for rain, but it still rained. When he was in distress, three immortals suddenly descended from the sky and saved the creatures here. "Two Dao enthusiastic introductions.

"Which three immortals are they?"

"It's our Master. ”

"What do you call Venerable Master?"

"Our master, the big Tiger Power Immortal. The second master, Luli Daxian. The third master, Yang Li Daxian. ”

Sun Wukong heard this name, and thought: This must be a goblin from somewhere, maybe one is a tiger spirit, one is a deer spirit, and the other is a sheep spirit, since they are all Taoists, when I meet my grandson, it is a business sent to the door, and my grandson must meet them!

"How much mana do the three Venerable Masters have?" Sun Wukong thought in his heart, but asked quietly on his face.

"Our master, everyone can call the wind and rain, refer to water as oil, turn stones into gold, can seize the creation of heaven and earth, and change the mysteries of the stars, because of this kind of mana, it has benefited the people of this side, so the monarchs and ministers here love us very much, and the king has also become relatives with us. ”

"This king is also blessed to be able to marry such a god. I don't know if there is a line of fate in the poor road, can I see the master?"

The little Taoist priest smiled and said, "What's so difficult for you to see my master! We two are his closest apprentices, and our master is the most respectful. If the two of us introduce you, we don't have to make a fuss, and we will be able to meet our master right away!"

"Then ask the two Taoist masters to recommend and recommend!" Sun Wukong made a deep sigh.

"Please wait a moment! You sit here for a while, and when the two of us are done with our business, I'll take you inside. ”

"The monks are unfettered and free, what business do you have to do?"

The Taoist priest pointed to the monk pulling the cart in the open space and said: "They are all doing things for us, for fear that they will be lazy, let's go and take a look, and come back by name." ”

Sun Wukong said with a smile: "The Taoist chief said so, but the poor Dao doesn't believe it. The monks and Taoists are both monks, so why do they do things for us and give us names?"

The Taoist priest had a look of disgrace on his face: "You also know, the monk only knows how to recite scriptures and worship the Buddha, and all the cultivators are empty in the afterlife, and all the ones in this world are useless pus! ”