Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Shanhe shouted bluntly, "The pilgrimage is a major undertaking of the Buddhist order. How can you treat it as a joke? Dragon King of the West Sea, I am not a heartless person. Dragon Fourteen can return to the West Sea, and you will serve as my mount."

When the Dragon King of the West Sea heard this, his face changed drastically and he said hurriedly: "Holy monk, I, Xiaolong, am old and really cannot handle this matter. I hope that the Holy Monk can show mercy and let this matter go. Xiaolong will take his leave now." After saying this, he turned around and was about to leave.

However, Zhao Shanhe said calmly, "Dragon King of the West Sea, don't be in such a hurry to leave. We still have a debt to settle."

The Dragon King of the West Sea asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Saint Monk, I wonder what account you are talking about?"

Zhao Shanhe raised his lips slightly and pointed at Yuan Hong, saying, "My disciple just hit you with a stick and tore your clothes. Shouldn't you compensate him with a new set of clothes?"

The Dragon King of the West Sea followed Zhao Shanhe's gaze and saw that Yuan Hong's clothes were intact, not torn at all. Wasn't this a scam? He saw Yuan Hong reaching for the golden cudgel and knew he wouldn't be able to escape without some bloodshed. So, he quickly said, "It's really Xiaolong's fault. I'll give you a piece of celestial clothing as a token of my apology." As he spoke, he pulled a glittering piece of celestial clothing from his arms.

Zhao Shanhe nodded with satisfaction and said to Yuan Hong, "Wukong, why don't you thank the Dragon King of the West Sea for his generous gift?"

Yuan Hong chuckled, took the celestial robe, and said with a bow, "Thank you, Dragon King of the West Sea."

The Dragon King of the West Sea waved his hand with a bitter face and said, "You're welcome. Nothing else. Little dragon, goodbye." After that, he turned around and ran as if there was an evil ghost chasing him, for fear that if he ran too slowly, he would not even be able to keep his dragon underwear.

Long Shisi said with a look of grievance: "Master, Xiao Shisi's wife is gone. I'm so sad."

Zhao Shanhe jokingly said, "This master didn't tie you up with a leash. You can go or stay as you please."

Long Shisi said righteously, "Master, if you lose your wife, you can find another one. It's hard to find a master as good as you, even with a lantern. Little Shisi is willing to follow you until death."

"Knowing your loyalty, this master will not drive you away. Once you obtain the true scriptures, the Dragon King of the West Sea will not dare to deal with you. Then we can find your little sweethearts back. It's time for us to get on the road."

Yuan Hong said, "Master, you should wear this heavenly robe."

Zhao Shanhe replied, "Wukong, I'm going to rely on you to protect me along the way. There will be fighting and killing, so you should wear it."

Long Shisi interrupted, "Big Brother, if you don't want it, just give it to me."

Zhao Shanhe scolded: "You are a horse now, what clothes are you wearing? Figure out your identity and leave."

Yuan Hong felt inexplicably touched, and he suddenly felt that being Zhao Shanhe's apprentice was not a bad idea.

As night fell, the three of them found a cave as a temporary shelter. Zhao Shanhe quickly fell asleep, while Long Shisi and Yuan Hong began to talk.

Long Shisi asked curiously, "Big Brother, how many women have you had?"

A trace of sadness flashed across Yuan Hong's eyes as he slowly replied, "There is only one. She is my adopted sister, who was killed by Yang Jian during the Conferred Gods War. If I hadn't left Meishan that year, perhaps everything would have been different."

Hearing this, Long Shisi couldn't help but sigh, "Big Brother, it seems fate has already been determined, and we can't escape it. Back when I first met the master, I went to his house to provoke him, and he almost stewed me. The master is indeed extremely ferocious when dealing with his enemies, and everyone in the entire cultivation world knows his illustrious reputation. As long as you become his own, he will treat you sincerely and wholeheartedly. Don't look at the master's low level of cultivation, he always has treasures in his hands and is almost omnipotent. You don't have to be sad all day long, I will teach you a few tricks, and I guarantee you will find the woman you like. Over there in the West Sea Dragon Clan, everyone is vying to climb into my bed."

After the West Sea Dragon King left, he did not return to the West Sea Dragon Palace, but came to the East Sea Dragon Palace to discuss countermeasures with the East Sea Dragon King. He said, "Brother, I've been bullied. You must stand up for me!"

The Dragon King of the East Sea shouted, "Whoever dares to bully our dragon clan must be tired of living."

"Brother, it's really hard to explain. My daughter told Long Shisi the location of the Dragon Tomb, and he robbed it."

When the Dragon King of the East Sea heard that the Dragon Tomb had been robbed, his voice rose an octave and he asked, "Fourth brother, is the token from the Ancestral Dragon Tomb still there?"

"Brother, the token was taken away by Long Shisi. It might have fallen into the hands of the pilgrims. I went to ask for it, but before I could even open my mouth, I was hit by Yuan Hong, the demon monkey who caused trouble in Yaochi that year. He was holding the Dinghai Shenzhen."

The Dragon King of the East Sea said with dismay, "Fourth brother, you are truly foolish. Let's just leave it at that."

"Brother, what about the keepsake?"

"What else can you do? Can you beat Yuan Hong, or can you afford to offend Zhao Shanhe? Find a way to build connections and redeem the things. What else can I say to you?"

"Brother, I'll go back and make arrangements."

"Fourth brother, can't you be more steady in your work? Are you tired of trying to get along with Zhao Shanhe? Wait until he and the Emperor of Heaven have settled their feud before you think of a solution."

"Brother, is the feud between Zhao Shanhe and the Emperor of Heaven true?"

"What grudges? I didn't say anything."

At this moment, Zhao Shanhe was playing with the token the West Sea Dragon King had mentioned. It was a shame he still had to seek the scriptures, otherwise he could have visited the Ancestral Dragon Tomb and become a tomb robber himself. The tokens grown in the Chaos Spiritual Field didn't require all four to open the Ancestral Dragon Tomb, and they even came with a map. If the Four Seas Dragon Kings knew about this, I wonder what they would think.

What Zhao Shanhe lacks now is not treasures, but merit and power. Naturally, he will not put the cart before the horse. Going to the West to obtain the scriptures is his top priority. After dawn, the three of them set off again.

Long Shisi said, "Master, the temple ahead doesn't seem to be the Guanyin Temple. Maybe we've gone to the wrong place."

Zhao Shanhe said, "It is better to have no books than to believe in them blindly. Let's stay in that temple tonight."

"Master, that temple seems unclean and eerie. Let's take a detour."

"Little Fourteen, the route was planned in advance by the saints, how can it be changed? They are just some monsters, there is nothing to be afraid of, just destroy them."

"Master is absolutely right. No monster can be beaten with the stick of our eldest brother.

Zhao Shanhe rode his white horse to the temple. He couldn't help but sigh, "It's such a shame that such a large temple has been abandoned. Little Fourteen, clean up the plaque."

A stream of water spit out from Long Shisi's mouth, and the temple plaque became clean. On it were three large characters: "Lanruo Temple."