What was in Xuanzang's luggage?

As far as Wen Jiao knew, there was a Jinlan cassock and a nine-ring staff, both of which were belonging to the Buddha Tathagata and were extremely valuable. If it was to be converted into market value, the cassock would be worth 5,000 taels and the staff 2,000 taels.

The above is the quote spoken by Guanyin Bodhisattva himself.

In addition, since the Buddha robes are so shiny, they should not be worn lightly, lest they attract the covetousness of those who are interested. Xuanzang also took with him a colorful gold-woven cassock and a Vairocana hat given by Li Shimin, as robes for meeting the rulers of various countries, which were also estimated to be worth 500 taels.

In addition, he also had a purple gold bowl. Purple gold was already more expensive than gold, and it was even more precious since it was given by Li Shimin. It was worth at least a thousand taels.

By this calculation, the total weight of these pieces of luggage alone is more than 8,500 taels. The amount is really tempting - if this person is just a mortal.

But who is Bajie? After all, he was the Marshal Tianpeng who commanded a group of sailors. How could he care so much about these thousands of taels of silver and divide the luggage in a hurry when he saw a chance? He is really "adapting to local customs and being approachable".

What can Wen Jiao say? She can only say, Second Senior Brother, you are really worthy of being her.

When she thought of this, she suddenly became playful and made a soft "eh" sound, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

Although Xiao Bailong was talking to Bajie, he still paid half of his attention to Wen Jiao. Seeing this, he said in a panic: "Second Brother, hurry up and invite..."

"Who are you inviting?" Wen Jiao suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze as sharp as snow, locked onto Bajie outside the cage, and raised her eyebrows: "Oh, there's another accomplice, and it's a pig demon."

Bajie was stung by Xuanzang and Xiaobailong's questioning eyes. He was uncomfortable from head to toe. Upon hearing this, he immediately lost all his fear and said angrily, "You look beautiful, how come you have no taste at all? When your pig grandpa was Marshal Tianpeng, you hadn't been reincarnated yet!"

Grandpa Pig...Xuanzang’s eyes twitched.

If he can be A Niang's grandfather, doesn't that mean he must also be his master's great-grandfather?

"Hahahahahahaha, this bastard actually dares to call you grandpa, hahaha!" Wukong laughed wildly in Wen Jiao's ear. If he wasn't just wearing an earring at the moment, he would have rolled on the ground laughing.

Wen Jiao pursed her lips and scolded, "Ugly monsters are always troublesome!" As she spoke, she drew out both swords, and with thunder and clouds surging, she attacked Bajie.

Bajie said angrily, "Who is ugly? It's true that my face is a little weird, but my skin is so tender that you can pinch water out of it!" Although he said that he was not going to lose the battle, his feet subconsciously took several steps back. He caught a glimpse of Xuanzang's expectant eyes in the cage, and he shuddered and swung his rake towards Wen Jiao.

Wen Jiao was not sure who was better between herself and Bajie and Sha Seng, so she asked Wukong for advice. The monkey pondered for a while and replied: "In terms of martial arts, I am not as good as them; in terms of methods, they are not as good as me."

Wen Jiao was only a step away from ascending to heaven, but she was not really in the immortal class after all, so compared with these two senior immortals, her skills were naturally not as pure as before. But she had learned a lot, and her magic weapon was exquisite. If she fought seriously, as long as the tactics were right, she would have at least a 70% chance of winning.

Bajie was very strong, and every time the two sides' weapons clashed head-on, Wen Jiao was shocked and took two steps back. However, the lightning on the Dragon Snake Sword that could blind people's eyes and the cloud barrier that was so blurry that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face also caused Bajie great trouble. In a short moment, he was lost in the thick white fog that was almost materialized, and he could not even find a trace of Wen Jiao.

This is a battle between strength and special effects. Obviously, in the first round, special effects win.

Bajie was like a headless fly, bumping around in the mist raised by the dragon sword for a while, and had to deal with the sudden thunder attacks from time to time. Although he was tough and could bear it for a while, he couldn't help but feel the pressure after a long time. He wiped the moisture from his forehead and suddenly roared: "Girl, you only know how to hide, right? I told you to hide!"

As he spoke, he swung the rake vigorously, and at first glance it looked like he was carrying a windmill running at full speed. The huge force instantly rolled up a horn-shaped wind column, which wrapped the fog of that day like a veil stuck to a column of glue and quickly swirled into the wind column.

After a while, the clouds dispersed and the sky cleared.

Bajie's vision finally returned to normal, but he was not able to find his opponent immediately.

Because there was a mirror hanging in front of him, dark and cold, so close that it almost touched his pig face.

The face that emerged in the mirror was an indescribable, lifeless, sallow color, with a tangled and angry beard and huge pupils staring at him blankly.

That was a face that belonged to a dead man, that was not his face!

Bajie felt a stream of ice water pouring down from his Niwan Palace, and half of his soul and spirit were almost scared away. He had seen all kinds of scenes since he started practicing Taoism, but he had never experienced such a terrifying atmosphere. He screamed miserably and jumped into the air desperately. A white cloud appeared under his feet, carrying his fat body and quickly escaping.

The little white dragon only had time to shout: "Go to Huaguo Mountain and ask the eldest brother to save us!" Before he could finish his words, he saw Bajie running away like a shooting star over the horizon, and he didn't know whether he heard what he said.

Wen Jiao took back the Tianfang Treasure Mirror, chuckled, and said to the ghost face of the White Tent King in the mirror: "I didn't expect you to be useful."

In the second round, the Immortal Techniques team faced the Horror Atmosphere team. Obviously, the Horror Atmosphere team won.

She put away the magic mirror, stood in front of the dragon and the tiger, and looked at them deeply.

Fearing that his mother would call for his death again, Xuanzang could not help but shrink behind Little White Dragon, but heard her say, "Huaguo Mountain? Big Brother? Monster Dragon, who is your Big Brother?"

Little White Dragon suddenly felt as if he had found a way out of the dark clouds, and said excitedly: "My eldest senior brother is well-known, and everyone in heaven and on earth knows him. He is the Monkey King Sun Wukong, who was born with a magical power, has great magical powers, and unparalleled martial arts. He is the one who made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago!"

"I was wondering who it was. Turns out it's Bi Ma Wen!" His string of words was so lively that Wen Jiao almost blurted out the Black Bear Demon's classic reply.

Wukong had no idea what she was thinking, and said happily, "Little White Dragon still misses me, Sun."

Little White Dragon had no idea of ​​the conversation between the person opposite him and his so-called senior brother, and he continued to pretend to be powerful. "My senior brother has something to do, and he has recently returned to his hometown, Huaguo Mountain, to do some work. Before he left, he asked us brothers to protect the master. Unexpectedly, the master was ambushed by the yellow-robed monster and turned into this fierce tiger, which caused the master to misunderstand. My senior brother has always respected the master the most. If he loses a little weight, the senior brother will be furious. The master might as well let us go first, and when the senior brother comes back, the two will not be upset."

"I have indeed heard of the great name of Sun Wukong." Wen Jiao glanced at Xuanzang and said in a deeper tone, "According to you, this big insect is his master, Brother Tang Yu?"

When Xiao Bailong heard that there was a way, he was overjoyed: "That's right."

Xuanzang was not as optimistic as he was. Sure enough, the next moment, Wen Jiao sneered, "Nonsense! Sun Dasheng was clearly expelled from the sect by that fool, so how could he come back?"

She pointed at Xuanzang, smiling, "Do you think I don't know that fool is still talking nonsense? If he meets Sun Wukong again, he will fall into the Avici Hell?"

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