Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 20 The Monkey King Gets Out
On the second day, the scorching sun was born, and the golden sunlight shone on Xuanzang's face through the sparse peach leaves.

Opening his eyes, Xuanzang glanced at Sun Wukong, and saw that he was still squinting and drowsy.

"Hey! Monkey, come with me to fetch the Western Classic?"

"If you don't want to go, you can go by yourself!" Sun Wukong was obviously a little angry, and refused impatiently.

"Okay, the poor monk will be hot yourself!" The bald-headed man wearing a tiger's skin actually hummed a little tune and left.

"Slow... wait, let me out first, let my old grandson out, and then consider whether I will go or not!" At this time, Monkey King was shocked, and he came to his senses. It turned out that this young monk was really the person who learned the Buddhist scriptures that the Bodhisattva said.

The bald head turned around, "Okay, then I'll let you out!"

"You climb up the mountain and take that side off..."

"Don't be so troublesome!"

In an instant, landslides and ground cracks, and rocks lash out!
Sun Wukong only felt a pair of iron hands clamp his neck out from the Wuzhi Mountain, and then he turned around and punched, and the Wuzhi Mountain was gone!

Sun Wukong felt that his neck was about to break, and he kept slapping the monk's arm, trying to break free, the monkey's face turned red.

"You...you let go!!"

Only then did the monk turn his head to realize his situation, raised his eyebrows, and then said lightly, "Sorry, I didn't notice you, I accidentally used too much strength!"

Throwing Sun Wukong casually on the ground, Xuanzang felt a little embarrassed when he got out of the trap and was naked, so he took a blue monk's robe from his bag and threw it to him.

"Neng, put it on quickly, you don't look like a serious monkey when you're naked!"

Sun Wukong covered his neck and coughed twice, looked at Xuanzang with some doubts, took the blue monk's robe and changed it.

The monk's clothes don't fit well, it's a little too fat for Monkey King, and looks a little funny.

After putting on his clothes, he hesitated for a moment, then walked up to Xuanzang, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

"Master! From now on, you will be my Sun Wukong's master. Although the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva told me to worship you as my teacher before, I was not convinced before I met you. Now, the master rescued me from the predicament with great power and gave me freedom. , then he will be my master from now on!" Sun Wukong looked up at Xuanzang and said, his eyes seemed particularly sincere.

"You hozen, you have a good fate, anyway, I will take you as a disciple, and I will teach you to get out of this chessboard in the future!" Xuanzang looked at Monkey King thoughtfully, with a subtle and meaningful expression.

There are many reasons for accepting apprentices, but the most important are just two.

One is because the monkey's heels and feet are really extraordinary, and the Lingming stone monkey, one of the four monkeys in the chaotic world, is expected to return to its original body and become a holy existence against the sky.

The second reason is that Xuanzang wants to develop his own team, so that he can run errands even if he has his own staff, so he can't do everything by himself!

For example, on this Westward Journey Road, lighting a fire and cooking, exploring the road and leading the horse, and other trivial matters on the way to learn the scriptures.

In the future, if he becomes a sage himself, or the chat group of the heavens develops to a certain extent, the benefits of this monkey grandson will definitely be indispensable.

At that time, helping the monkey escape other people's schemes would be a trivial matter.

As a spirit stone monkey, Sun Wukong was naturally extremely clever. The moment he heard the word "chessboard", his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had figured something out, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed a few more times.

Xuanzang helped him up and threw his burden to him, "Let's go, Wukong, it's time for us to hit the road!"

After leaving the border of Datang, the scenery on the road becomes very different.

Without the suppression of the Dragon Qi of the Celestial Dynasty, there are often spirit monsters with successful cultivation in the surrounding deep mountains and big swamps, and incidents of cannibalism and massacre of villages occur from time to time.

If the secret of heaven is covered up, the Nine-Nine-Eight-One disaster planned by Guanyin will not proceed as originally planned, and there will definitely be many unexpected episodes in the middle.

Although the nine-nine-eight-one calamity is considered tribulation, it is not the cruel reality of beings outside the Celestial Dynasty. The truth is far more cruel than the calamity arranged.

The two had just climbed over a mountain and came to the endless plains when they suddenly heard the whistling of thieves.

"Oh yo yo yo..."

Dozens of motley horses and dozens of dark-complexioned men rushed towards the two of them.

These dozens of people all have long hair, braids similar to black dreadlocks, and some with rat tails.

The leader was tall and burly, riding a black steed, about two meters tall, with black and blue patterns painted on his face, he looked like an evil spirit alive, extremely fierce.

Dozens of horse bandits rushed to the side of the two of them quickly, and formed a circle with their horses, staring at the two of them with unkind faces.

The guys in the hands are also of various kinds, including horse-cutting knives, long forks, chains, scimitars, double hooks, etc., constantly turning around Xuanzang and Monkey King, and the weapons in their hands are also beating the saddle, making a crisp sound. crash.

"Master, look quickly, why is there still a monkey? Could it be that this monk is still an acrobat who plays monkeys?" one of the big men with a golden nose ring said loudly.

"WTF!"

The leader sniffed his nose, waved the whip in his hand high, and made a gesture to whip towards Xuanzang, intending to give the monk a hard time.

The horsewhip has iron bristle barbs, and if ordinary people are beaten by this whip, their skin will be torn apart, leaving a deep wound.

"Hey! Where are the thieves who dare to attack my master and beat my grandson!"

Sun Wukong glanced back at Xuanzang, seeing that he didn't stop him, he widened his eyes, took out a needle-tip-sized object from his ear, opened his mouth and blew it into a long stick with two golden hoops.

That Ruyi Golden Cudgel first saw the light of day, shining brilliantly, and one could tell it was not ordinary at first glance.

There was a poem to prove it:
"The rod is smelted with nine turns of iron, and the old gentleman forged it in the furnace himself.

King Yu seeks the title of Shenzhen, and the four seas and eight rivers are the test.

The stars in the middle are laid out darkly, and the two ends are wrapped with gold pieces.

The pattern is densely covered with ghosts and gods, and the dragon pattern and phoenix seal are made on it. "

From Sun Wukong suddenly uttering words, to pulling out the golden cudgel and throwing it at the bandit leader, it was only a moment.

Before these mortals could react, the leading horse bandit was smashed into meat paste by the golden cudgel.

"Ah, the head of the family is dead, there are monsters!"

"Run away, there is a monkey monster!"

……

Sun Wukong had just been released from the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, and his heart was full of hostility, how could these little mortals escape.

Looking down at the golden cudgel, the golden cudgel began to become thicker and longer as if it understood the owner's mind.

In the blink of an eye, a giant pillar of Optimus appeared in the hands of Monkey King who had cast the law of heaven and earth.

With a sudden wave, the air was torn apart, and the sound of wind pressure buzzed.

"boom!"

The big stick swept across, and no one was spared.

Seeing that the bandits gave the head, Sun Wukong accepted the Dharma portrait, quietly came to Xuanzang's side, and carried the burden.

Somewhat hesitant in my heart, I raised my eyes from time to time to see Xuanzang's reaction, for fear of being blamed.

"Amitabha, Wukong, you have saved them today, and you have eliminated harm for the people. From now on, no more innocent people will be killed by these bandits. In this way, it is considered a merit!" Xuanzang turned around and smiled. Sun Wukong was not blamed.

"Master..." Sun Wukong couldn't help being moved when he saw that Xuanzang understood him so well.

Patting Sun Wukong on the shoulder, Xuanzang came to the side of the corpse of the horse bandit or meat sauce, and recited the scriptures of superseding salvation.

"Ding, honorable group leader, I found that [-] merit points can be absorbed, which can be converted into [-] points. Do you want to absorb it?"

"absorb!"

(End of this chapter)