Fahai's three thousand whisks stretched out as if they had eyes, and rolled up Xiongshan Jun and Special Agent in one fell swoop. When he swung them back, the two monsters revealed their prototypes.

One is a three-foot-tall giant bear, and the other is a one-horned rhinoceros.

"Why are you, monk, so nosy? We were hungry and came here to hunt. We didn't provoke you!"

General Yin was confused. This monk appeared from nowhere and was so powerful. He had the courage to scold Fa Hai.

"If you want to eat people, you must be prepared to be eaten by others. Monster, look at me subjugating you!"

Fahai stood with one hand in front of him, with the big golden bowl in his right hand facing General Yin, Xiong Shanjun and the special officer. A strong suction force sucked all three monsters into the golden bowl.

Phew~

Three monsters showed their true colors in the golden bowl of Daluo: bear, tiger and rhinoceros.

"Master, have mercy on me, Master, have mercy on me~"

General Yin, Xiong Shanjun and the special agent begged, they did not want to die.

"Amitabha, you are so good. You have eaten people and you have been stained with blood. You cannot keep them. You should be a good monster in your next life."

Fahai shook his head. These monsters had eaten a lot of people. With a flick of his right hand, his magic power condensed into Buddha's fire, which burned in the Da Luo golden bowl.

"Ah~"

These three monsters were just little human beings. They had just been able to transform and were very weak. They were burned by Fahai Buddha's fire and immediately turned into ashes.

"Thank you, Zen Master Fahai. I wonder why Zen Master Fahai is here?"

Xuanzang looked grateful and clasped his hands to express his gratitude to Fahai. It was so terrible that his followers and disciples were eaten by these three monsters.

I was almost eaten. Fortunately, Zen Master Fahai took action, but why did Fahai come too?

"Amitabha, the poor monk, in accordance with the imperial edict of His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, went to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures and pray to the Buddha."

Fahai didn't hide anything, he bluntly said that he had an ultimatum to pass the customs.

"Huh? The Master is also going to the West to obtain scriptures? Could it be that he wants to protect the poor monk? Then thank you Master."

Xuanzang was a little confused. Wasn't he a Buddhist scripture collector personally appointed by Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and His Majesty the Tang Dynasty?

Why is there another Buddhist practitioner?

There is only one situation. It must be that the Bodhisattva and His Majesty know that I am not able to restrain a chicken, so they lined up a capable person to protect me.

Xuanzang's expression of excitement was replaced by Fahai's expression of helplessness.

"Master Xuanzang thought too much. His Majesty sent two groups of people to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. The poor monk went to the West to obtain scriptures on his own, not to protect you. He is just passing by now. Seeing that he is under the Buddhist sect, he casually spared the master's life."

Fahai shook his head, this was his own competition, and deep down in his soul he was not happy with Xuanzang.

"Amitabha, it is also a good thing to have one more person go to the Western Heaven to study for Buddhist scriptures. It will help me to brighten my Buddhist door and complete the great cause of studying Buddhist scriptures as soon as possible. It will be like blessings to all people in the world."

Xuanzang recited the Buddha's name cheerfully. He was not angry. Instead, he felt that His Majesty was wise. The road to seek Buddhist scriptures was long and full of demons and ghosts. If more people were sent along the way, the chance of success would be much greater.

"The weather is clear and clear. It's a good weather. The poor monk has to go on a journey, so I won't talk to the Master anymore. I will seek advice from Buddhism next time."

Although Fahai had a strong fighting spirit, he would not bully Xuanzang, so he clasped his hands and said goodbye.

"Master, wait, you and I are heading west together. We are both going to Lingshan Mountain to pay homage to my Buddha. We are on the same journey, so let's go together."

Xuanzang made a vow before leaving Chang'an, but he was taught a lesson by three monsters just now. There are really monsters in the West, so he should quickly find a bodyguard.

Anyway, Zen Master Fahai and I have the same purpose. We are both members of the Buddhist sect, so we should naturally take care of each other.

What's more, Master Zen Master's Dharma is not inferior to mine. We can discuss Buddhism with each other along the way and make progress. No matter what, it's better to go together.

Don’t think that Xuanzang is pedantic and doesn’t know how to adapt!

Fahai didn't want to take Xuanzang with him, but Xuanzang was like a piece of dog-skin plaster, sticking tightly, and he couldn't use his magic power, so he had to ride on a black horse and gallop away.

"Zen Master Fahai, wait for me~"

Xuanzang mounted his white horse and followed quickly.

Soon we arrived at the foot of Liangjie Mountain, which is the boundary between Tang Dynasty and Tatar. This mountain is composed of twelve petals. Legend has it that it originally descended from the sky and suppressed a demon monkey. It is said that this demon monkey offended the Emperor of Heaven.

When the world knew it, it was known as the Twelve Gold Medal Mountains. Later, when Li Shimin's army conquered the west, the national boundary was set here, so it was renamed Liangjie Mountain.

After learning about the situation from Liu Boqin, Fahai and Xuanzang rushed to the foot of Liangsei Mountain and saw Sun Wukong pressed between the rocks.

"Which one of you is the Buddhist monk?"

Sun Wukong tilted his head and looked at Fahai and Xuanzang, somewhat confused.

The one on the left has sharp eyes and a Buddha light on the back of his head. It seems that his cultivation level is not as good as that of Lao Sun.

The one on the right looks more friendly and pleasing to the eye, but he seems to be just an ordinary monk with no cultivation.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is the monk who was sent by His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Wang Xitian, to worship Buddha and seek sutras. His Buddhist name is Xuanzang. The monkey donor is the disciple of Guanshiyin Bodhisattva who told me, right?"

Xuanzang heard that Guanyin Bodhisattva had asked him to accept the demon monkey at the foot of the Two Realms Mountain as his disciple last night and let him protect him.

"Are you Xuanzang? Well, last night Guanyin Bodhisattva asked me to worship you as my teacher and escort you to the West to obtain scriptures. Master, please go up the mountain, take away the imperial edict on top, and rescue me."

Sun Wukong doesn't care who becomes his master, as long as he can come out. He was suppressed by the twelve gold medals of the Emperor of Heaven for hundreds of years, and he was almost suffocated to death.

"Wait a moment, apprentice, this mountain is very high, I need some time."

Master Xuanzang nodded, and then looked up at the sky. This Gold Medal Mountain is really high, but if you are sincere and open the gold and stone, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

Master Xuanzang began to climb the mountain step by step. The steep mountain made it very difficult for him to climb. He almost fell down several times. His palms were worn out and his back was covered in sweat.

However, regardless of how hard it was, Xuanzang did not give up and climbed up like a snail.

Although he was slow, he was very determined. After several hours, Xuanzang finally climbed to the top of the mountain when the sun was about to set.

There is a table on the top of the mountain, which enshrines an imperial edict from the Emperor of Heaven, which is used to suppress Golden Gold Mountain to prevent Sun Wukong from using his escape technique to leave.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven, this little monk is a monk sent by His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty to the West to obtain scriptures. If Your Majesty agrees to the birth of the divine monkey and worships me as his teacher, please let the demon monkey go."

Xuanzang bowed respectfully to the Emperor's decree and asked for mercy. Otherwise, how could he, a mortal, take away the Emperor's decree?

The raw noodles are protected by golden light.

Buzz~

The Emperor's decree sent out a golden light and sent Xuanzang directly back to the foot of the Two Realms Mountain, gently but without hurting him or flying away on his own.

It was a little embarrassing now. It was the Gold Medal Mountain that suppressed Sun Wukong, not the Wuzhi Mountain. The Emperor of Heaven had the final say, not the Buddha.
Chapter completed!