Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Shanhe felt that he was a little restless and even used the charm technique on Guanyin Bodhisattva. He investigated carefully and finally found a clue. It turned out that when he was refining the Five Elements Mountain, he was deceived by the Emperor of Heaven and developed a demon in his heart. It seems that he cannot underestimate anyone.

Yuan Hong found a small river nearby and washed himself thoroughly, washing away all the dirt on his body. Then, he put on his monk's robes and approached Zhao Shanhe, saying respectfully, "Sun Wukong greets the Master."

After Zhao Shanhe eliminated his inner demon, the murderous aura between his brows disappeared, and his tone became much calmer. Looking at the monkey in front of him, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, this is what Sun Wukong should be like. Remember, as long as you do your duty, the tight-binding curse will not work again. Who is your master?"

"It's you."

"You're not stupid. You must remember that I am your only master. There is no Yuan Hong in the world anymore, only Sun Wukong."

"Disciple will definitely keep this in mind."

Zhao Shanhe added, "You don't have to act like you're filled with resentment. As long as I reach the Great Leiyin Temple and obtain the true scriptures, you will be free. You can stay or go as you please."

When Yuan Hong heard this, a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart. He found that he inexplicably believed that Zhao Shanhe would keep his promise.

At the same time, the Heavenly Emperor in the High Heaven Palace sensed that Zhao Shanhe's inner demon had been eliminated. He frowned and muttered to himself, "Zhao Shanhe has actually eliminated his inner demon. This emperor is still inferior to a saint after all... Let's wait and see."

Yuan Hong followed Zhao Shanhe on his journey. After spending a few days together, he was completely impressed and found that he was very easy to get along with. He said, "Master, I can carry you on my back."

Zhao Shanhe replied, "Wukong, your role is to be a thug, not a mount. Do your job well. Your master's mount is at Yingchoujian. Study Journey to the West carefully and play the role of Sun Wukong well. The journey to the west is designed based on this book."

Yuan Hong walked around reading "Journey to the West." The content was fascinating, but to him, it felt very unfair. Zhao Shanhe said, "Wukong, how do you feel? Are you angry? The world is so cruel. The weak are destined to be pawns."

"Master, aren't you angry?"

Zhao Shanhe sighed and said, "There's nothing wrong with being a chess piece. At least you still have value. Being abandoned is the most tragic. Let me see your golden cudgel."

Yuan Hong took out a stick and handed it over, saying, "Master, I, Sun, only have the Dinghai Shenzhen."

Zhao Shanhe took the Dinghaishenzhen from Yuan Hong and put it away. He said, "You've made rapid progress. You've become like Sun Wukong. I'll temporarily give the Dinghaishenzhen to you for safekeeping. I'll return it to you after we pass the Eagle Sorrow Gorge."

Yuan Hong didn't know the reason behind Zhao Shanhe's actions. He didn't ask, nor did he dare to. This man wasn't the compassionate Tang Monk from Journey to the West.

After several days of trekking, the two finally arrived at Yingchoujian. Zhao Shanhe said, "Wukong, go wake up that lazy dragon and teach him a lesson."

"Master, I am leaving now."

Within Yingchoujian lies a water palace once home to Little White Dragon, the third son of Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea. However, a few days ago, Little White Dragon received an urgent summons and was forced to leave. Subsequently, a hybrid dragon, recently ascended several decades ago, was dispatched to replace Little White Dragon as the pilgrim's mount.

After the mixed-blood dragon arrived here, he scolded the pilgrim for three days and three nights, and went to sleep only when he could not think of any words.

Yuan Hong arrived at the Water Palace. Although unarmed and not particularly skilled in water combat, he easily defeated the mixed-blood dragon. After a fierce battle, a brutal beating, he brought the dragon to Zhao Shanhe and said, "Master, I, Old Sun, have brought the demon dragon here."

At this moment, the battered dragon squinted its eyes and looked at the pilgrim. Seeing that he was an acquaintance, it immediately rushed forward excitedly, crying bitterly, "Master, you must do something for Little Fourteen! Look, this monkey treated me so cruelly! It's too much!"

Zhao Shanhe looked at the demon dragon in front of him with a puzzled look on his face, and said with a forced smile, "Where did this pig demon come from? Who is your master?"

"Master, I am your most loyal Little Fourteen. I recognized you as my master in the Land of Absolute Spirits in the Endless Sea."

Zhao Shanhe pretended to be suddenly enlightened, a look of surprise on his face, and said, "Long Shisi, I remember now. I did have a pet that was rude. Wukong, you were a little too harsh. Be more careful next time. I'll return the golden cudgel to you."

Long Shisi broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the golden cudgel. Fortunately, it was only fists or kicks. If he had been hit by this cudgel, he would have been dead. He said, "Master, I know I was wrong. I didn't know it was you who was going to seek the scriptures, so I spoke nonsense."

Zhao Shanhe hadn't expected the Buddhist sect to make such an arrangement because they couldn't gather all four tight-hooking curses. He said with a stern face, "I'll spare you this time, but if you do it again, I won't let you off easily. You'll turn into a white horse."

Long Shisi was somewhat reluctant, but nodded obediently, and then began to perform the transformation technique. However, after trying several times, he still did not succeed. He looked at Zhao Shanhe pitifully and asked cautiously, "Master, isn't it nice to ride a dragon? It's so cool."

Zhao Shanhe replied unhappily, "This is what Buddhism requires. There's no room for negotiation. From now on, just be content and eat grass like a horse."

When Long Shisi heard this, he immediately refused to do it and quickly bargained, "Master, it's fine if I turn into a horse, but I have to eat grass. You don't love me anymore."

Zhao Shanhe glared at him and said sternly, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll let Wukong beat you with a stick."

"Master, but I can't turn into a white horse. What should I do?"

At this moment, Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly appeared in front of them. She stretched out her finger and lightly tapped it. A flash of Buddha light appeared, and Long Shisi instantly turned into a tall and majestic white horse. Then he left, as if he was afraid of something.

Long Shisi was frightened by the sudden change, but then he felt relieved. He came here to be a horse, so he might as well make the best of it. The pilgrim was still the original owner, so how could he be treated unfairly? His habit of talking nonsense came back again.

"Master, that little girl just now was really attractive. She was secretly looking at you just now. Such a superb beauty cannot be missed. You must take her down."

Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but laugh and scolded, "Little Fourteen, when did you learn to be so uncouth? Don't you know that the mouth can cause trouble?"

"Master, I..." Long Shisi suddenly found himself unable to speak and could only wink at Zhao Shanhe anxiously.

Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but laugh and said, "Little Fourteen, the little girl you're talking about is Guanyin Bodhisattva. This master doesn't dare to offend her easily. From now on, you'd better be a dumb animal. It's time for us to set off."