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Sun Wukong couldn't bear Tang Xuanzang's lament, so he closed his eyes again, ignoring his gaze asking Sun Wukong for help, and spoke.

"Why are you in a hurry? I can't do it without your mount. Just wait and see!"

After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he sat cross-legged and meditated, without any intention of subduing the white dragon. Seeing this, Tang Xuanzang sat on the ground with a sad face and could only sigh incompetently.

Sun Wukong was not in a hurry. As expected, someone was anxious. The little white dragon under the water was dumbfounded when he saw that Sun Wukong ignored him at all. Didn't he agree that he would swallow the white horse, and Sun Wukong would surrender to him, and then he would surrender and transform into

The white dragon horse carried Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty all the way to the west, spreading some merits and virtues in order to improve his moral character. Why did this monkey feel uneasy about the script and just stopped acting? What should we do now?

Bai Long thought about it secretly for a long time, and suddenly a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. His opponent actually didn't act according to the script. The time has come to test his acting skills, and now he can only play as he pleases.

The little white dragon rose into the air again, got out of the water, and stopped in the void. He looked down at Sun Wukong and Tang Xuanzang who were sitting on the ground. His eyes paused on Sun Wukong for a moment, and then turned away. But he heard

My uncle Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, once said that Sun Wukong had unparalleled magical powers and was a great magical power in the ancient world. He was not someone he could provoke, so I was afraid that I would not be able to use my methods in front of him to abduct Tang Xuanzang, otherwise he would not know who he was.

If someone accidentally kills himself due to his identity, that would be an injustice.

Xiao Bailong couldn't help but tremble, and put this terrible idea behind him. After much deliberation, there was only one way to go for the present, which was to directly engage in friendship and explain his origin and purpose clearly.

Xiao Bailong knew that he could sneak into the Buddhist sutra collection team, but because of Buddhism's plot to plot against the Dragon King of Jinghe, his uncle Ao Guang got the opportunity by asking for compensation from the real Huanglong of Magu Cave in Erlong Mountain. Otherwise,

How could Buddhism allow itself to share in the merits of obtaining sutras and luck?

Tang Xuanzang looked at the white dragon in the sky and couldn't help but tremble with fear. He looked at Sun Wukong beside him. Only Sun Wukong could give him a sense of security at this time.

Sun Wukong then slowly opened his eyes and looked at the little white dragon, wanting to see what this dragon was going to do.

The little white dragon moved and transformed into a heroic young man, dressed in white robes and carrying a sword on his waist. He took two steps, bowed to Sun Wukong and held his hands in his hand, saying.

"Xihai Ao Lie has met the Great Sage!"

When Sun Wukong heard that Xiao Bailong was born in the West Sea Dragon Palace, a smile appeared on his face. He supported Xiao Bailong and took a look at his cultivation. He was also in the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, so he had good qualifications. He said with a smile.

"It turns out to be the Prince of Xihai. I wonder what you are doing here?"

Ao Lie glanced at Tang Xuanzang, turned his gaze away, and explained to Sun Wukong.

"My uncle has secured a place for me to obtain scriptures. I need to transform into a mount and carry a holy monk to the West to gain some merit and make a breakthrough in my cultivation. That's why I'm waiting here!"

Sun Wukong nodded in understanding. He also knew that the Buddhist scriptures in the West had the merit and luck of preaching, so he agreed to escort Tang Xuanzang to the West that day. He also had the intention of accumulating merit and luck and achieving a breakthrough in cultivation.

"The Romance of Fairy Wood"

"In this case, you and Master Xuanzang can explain it and we can get on our way!"

Ao Lie nodded, then walked to Tang Xuanzang and helped him up. I don’t know how he explained it, but after a while, he turned into a white dragon horse and carried Tang Xuanzang on his back. Seeing this, Sun Wukong got up.

Following behind, the white dragon horse is indeed not comparable to any ordinary horse. It is extremely fast. In this way, it can save a lot of time on the road and reach the west sky as soon as possible.

The vastness is like climbing to the other shore, and sincerely going up to Lingshan Mountain. As the few people moved forward, the red sun sank in the west without realizing it, and the sky was getting late. They saw: the clouds were chaotic, the mountains were dim and the moon was dim. The sky was full of frost and cold, and the wind was blowing from all sides.

Body. When the lone bird left, the sky was vast, and the sunset was bright and the mountains were low in the distance. Thousands of trees roared in the sparse forest, and a single ape crowed in the empty ridge. There was no trace of human beings after a long journey, and it was night after returning to the boat after thousands of miles. Sanzang was watching from a distance on his horse, and suddenly saw him on the side of the road.

A manor house.

Sun Wukong and Tang Xuanzang came to the gate of the villa. Tang Xuanzang got off the white dragon horse and went to knock on the door. Sun Wukong would not do such a thing. He would not be used to Tang Xuanzang, a monk. As long as Tang Xuanzang could reach the West alive,

Even if his mission was completed, he would not care about whether Tang Xuanzang would be hungry or thirsty on the road. This made Tang Xuanzang less squeamish and more independent.

It's not like he would starve to death or freeze to death.

The two rested for a night in this manor. The master also gave him a set of saddles, bridles, bridles, and bridles. Everything for the horse was ready. The saddle was decorated with silver stars, and the bench was shining.

The flying gold thread is bright. The drawer is lined with several layers of velvet and tied with three strands of purple silk rope. The head of the bridle is tied with a ball of flowers, and the cloud fan depicts the shape of gold dancing animals. The ring is chewed and hammered into tempered iron, and the two hangings are dipped in water to form a hairy tassel.

All of them were good things, and they were placed on the white dragon horse by Tang Xuanzang. It turned out to be a very powerful horse, which made Tang Xuanzang very happy.

The two of them bid farewell to their master and traveled for another two months without encountering any major incidents. At most they were bandits, jackals, tigers and leopards. With Sun Wukong protecting him, Tang Xuanzang was not harmed at all.

It's quick, it's early spring, and you can see the mountains and forests are green, and the grass and trees are sprouting; the plum blossoms are all gone, and the willow eyes are beginning to open. The sun is setting in the west. Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty stopped his horse and looked from a distance. In the valley, there were shadows of towers and palaces.

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Sun Wukong also opened his fiery eyes and took in everything in the mountain. He remained calm and allowed Tang Xuanzang to walk forward, closely following him.

Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty rode up to the mountain gate and looked up. Sure enough, it was a temple. But he saw layers of palaces and pavilions, stacked corridors, and towering colorful clouds outside the three mountain gates; in front of the Wufu Hall, thousands of brilliant red mist surrounded it.

There are two roads of pine trees and one forest of junipers and cypresses. The two roads of pine trees and trees are quiet and serene regardless of age and discipline; the one road of junipers and cypresses are colorful and beautiful. Also see the tall bell and drum towers and the steep pagodas. A Zen monk is determined and cries.

The trees and birds are singing leisurely. It is lonely and dustless. It is so lonely. There is a pure and empty way, and the fruit is pure and empty. The garden on the temple is hidden in a green nest, and the scenic spot is called Sai Po Po. Sure enough, there are few people in the Pure Land, and there are many famous mountain monks in the world.

Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty got off his horse and was about to enter the door when he saw a group of monks walking out of the door. They were wearing left hairpin hats and impure clothes. They had double earrings with copper rings and a silk belt around their waists.

Neiti. He often chants in his mouth, and Prajna always takes refuge. When Tang Xuanzang saw it, he stood by the door, put his hands together, made a salute, and called Amitabha Buddha. The monk quickly responded and asked.

"Where are you from? Please come in and offer tea."
Chapter completed!