"Hey, master, the cassock is returned to its original owner, so you don't have to worry about it anymore, let's go on the road immediately."
"Amitabha, Wukong, this incident is thanks to you, thank you for the teacher." This monk is also a sensible person, and he knows to thank Sun Wukong.
And Ye Chen in the distance also guessed the clue, obviously this time Monkey King went to beg Guanyin Bodhisattva, but this old woman forcibly put on the magic spell again.
Will promise Sun Wukong to help Tang Seng,
This price is really a bit too high. In this way, Sun Wukong was once again controlled by Tang Seng and Guanyin Bodhisattva in the applause. I thought he had prevented all this from happening.
In the end, the records in the Journey to the West could not be changed, and Ye Chen didn't mention it. He knew that Monkey King was a very face-saving person.
Since he chose not to speak, there is no need for Ye Chen to ask the bottom line.
Then he ran to the front and took the initiative to pull the rein, pulled the white dragon horse and walked forward. Tang Seng, who was sitting on the horseback, was still calm and calm, chanting scriptures with his eyes closed.
Monkey King was much more honest, he adjusted the golden cudgel on his shoulders, put his hands on the golden cudgel, and hung his westbound luggage on both sides.
Along the way, the three of them seemed to have their own thoughts. Tang Seng kept rubbing the rosary beads in his hands, and kept chanting scriptures.
Monkey King, who has always been lively and nimble, has no voice at this moment, and has been in a state of silence.
At this time, Ye Chen was repeatedly picking up the strengths and weaknesses on the westward journey. His master and Tathagata Buddha spoke highly of him.
For some reason, Ye Chen always feels that this journey to the west is not as simple as described in the book, but at this moment, it feels more like a game of high-level innate gods,
?The whole world is a chessboard, whether Tang Seng, Monkey King, or himself, they are all one of the chess pieces, but Ye Chen is really special,
? According to the evaluation given by my master, Dainichi Tathagata and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, I am very likely to play a vital role.
However, at present, it seems that this Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva is already opposed to him, and he is about to put himself to death in front of everyone many times.
Seeing that the difficulty in front of me is over, and I haven't been able to rewrite anything, the golden hoop on Monkey King's head is still firmly embedded in his head,
The next road, how to go.
?After a low sigh, Ye Chen understood the sadness and hardship of this trip to the West. Although he had the book Journey to the West, after experiencing it personally,
Only then did he realize how difficult this ninety-nine-eighty-one difficulty is.
"Master, Gao Laozhuang is in front of you." Sun Wukong put his hand on his brow and looked into the distance and said,
A group of people have been walking for more than half a month, and the road is basically through the mountains. Because of the presence of Monkey King, the little monsters in the mountains have not met much.
Everything is going well, Tang Seng always looks calm and relaxed, Sun Wukong and Ye Chen have been used to this old elm monk for so long,
The two talked freely while walking on the road. Sun Wukong talked about the topic of making a fuss about the sky to Ye Chen no less than 800 times, but every time Ye Chen listened to it, he felt like it was the first time he heard it.
Every time, Sun Wukong's vivid actions and words will be brought into it, as if he is watching the scene from the sidelines. (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com