Soon after.

Tang Sanzang held the valuables.

Come back slowly.

The old butler had been waiting eagerly at the door.

Saw that familiar figure.

He hurried forward.

The anxiety on his face instantly turned into eager anticipation.

"Old housekeeper, please check and see if these are what you lost."

Tang Sanzang's voice was gentle.

The old butler kept expressing his gratitude.

Hear this.

Then he stopped suddenly.

With trembling hands, he took the package from Tang Sanzang.

The moment the package was opened.

The eyes are full of gold.

"Thank you, thank you, holy monk!"

The old butler's legs went limp.

Kneel down directly.

He clasped his hands together tremblingly.

Keep thanking me.

Zhu Bajie looked at the old butler.

His gaze suddenly turned.

Look around.

Asked.

"Where's Xiaobailong? Didn't he go looking for you?"

Tang Seng paused.

A trace of confusion flashed across his face.

Then it came out of his mouth.

"I don't know. I haven't seen him."

As soon as these words came out.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Everyone's movements froze at the same time.

This weird atmosphere.

As long as you are not a fool.

Everyone can understand the strangeness of this.

For a while.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Sun Wukong.

After all, we have come this far.

Sun Wukong is the real backbone.

Even Tang Sanzang looked at him subconsciously.

Sun Wukong stood still.

Looks calm.

in fact.

He had anticipated all this.

I pondered secretly in my heart.

Little white dragon.

You guys have come this far.

Don't you want to go in and take a look?

I think of everything that happened along the way.

If the little white dragon returned to his territory happily.

But I only saw an empty shell.

I really don’t know what kind of wonderful expression will be on his face.

Thinking about it.

Sun Wukong couldn't help laughing out loud.

This smile.

It left everyone even more confused.

The doubt on his face grew more intense.

"Okay, don't think about it. He's gone now, he's gone now."

"It doesn't matter who's missing from this Journey to the West. As long as Tang Sanzang is here and we can reach Mount Lingshan, it'll be fine."

Sun Wukong waved his hand.

Everyone listened.

They all nodded in agreement.

I think this is indeed true.

"Now that this last difficulty has been resolved, everyone, pack up and prepare to leave. The sacred mountain is right before our eyes."

Sun Wukong was the first to stand up.

Others saw this.

They also put down their cutlery and followed.

The old butler still wanted to keep him.

But the words came to his lips.

In the end, I swallowed it back.

Tianzhu.

At the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

Everyone left their accommodation.

Look up.

Then you can see the sacred mountain hidden in the clouds, faintly emitting a faint golden light.

The golden light makes people feel awe.

Tang Monk at this time.

It felt like there was a fire burning in my heart.

Go faster and faster.

The pace is eager.

This time he went west to the Tang Dynasty.

Originally, I came here to seek the true scriptures.

But the experience along the way.

His thoughts have already changed drastically.

Looking at the solemn and majestic Lingshan Mountain in front of me.

An urge to overthrow it suddenly surged in my heart.

He wants to bring his own method.

Compete with the authority on this sacred mountain.

Tang Seng's steps became faster and faster.

His back became straighter.

The whole person seems to have been reborn.

Sun Wukong saw this.

The smile deepened.

He turned and said to the other monsters.

"You will wait here until we return and then we can leave together."

These monsters did not encounter any obstacles along the way.

But no one can guarantee what difficulties will arise after entering Lingshan.

They are all peripheral members of the Jiejiao Sect.

Belongs to the living force.

There is no need to waste it.

The monsters listened to what Sun Wukong said.

He bowed respectfully.

So they set up camp on the spot.

Watching them go away.

A group of four people.

Heading towards Lingshan.

Zhu Bajie, who is usually lazy.

At this moment, his eyes were full of seriousness.

The whole person is full of energy and spirit.

Not long after.

The road ahead suddenly disappeared.

Instead, there is a river with no end in sight.

The river is roaring.

There are strange waves surging.

Exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura.

And Lingshan.

Just across the river.

As if it were right at hand.

Yet out of reach.

"People in the West really like to create these river obstructions."

Sun Wukong secretly complained in his heart.

Recalling what happened along the way with the river.

He couldn't help but frown.

Tang Sanzang at this time.

It is no longer what it used to be.

He is a Golden Immortal.

Say nothing.

Magical power surges around the body.

You have to practice the method.

Prepare to cross.

He rushed out with a lunge.

fast.

Sun Wukong on the side just reacted.

Reaching out to grab him.

But I only caught a handful of air.

Then he saw Tang Monk, who was full of vigor and vitality just now.

One step missed.

"Plop" sound.

He fell heavily into the river.

With Tang Seng's current cultivation level of Golden Immortal.

Ordinary rivers can't do anything to him.

Even the legendary weak water.

He could also struggle a little with his magic power.

But the river in front of this sacred mountain is extremely strange.

As soon as he fell into the water.

It felt like countless mysterious forces were binding him tightly.

Keep him motionless.

A gloomy look instantly appeared on his face.

Sun Wukong and others on the shore looked at him calmly.

There was no panic at all.

at this time.

A figure suddenly appeared not far away.

A bamboo pole is like a black lightning.

It pierced the riverbed straight down.

He accurately fished Tang Seng out of the water.

"Haha, don't be so self-righteous."

A faint voice came.

Everyone took a closer look.

It turned out to be a ferryman.

Sun Wukong's heart trembled.

The person in front of me has at least the quasi-saint realm.

Although it is very different from myself.

But it is also a force that cannot be underestimated.

"What on earth am I, Old Sun, going to do at Lingshan this time?"

Sun Wukong thought about this question countless times on the road.

After entering Lingshan.

He was going to make a scene.

Completely tear off the face of the West.

Let’s finish this big show.

Return with a full load of your own benefits and gains along the way?

now.

Saw this situation.

He had already made up his mind.

He winked at Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing.

The two understood each other.

Run forward immediately.

Several people landed steadily on the boat.

miracly.

With their huge size and weight.

Logically speaking.

This simple little boat simply cannot bear it.

Not to mention it is on such a mysterious river.

But this raft is very stable.

As if it had taken root.

And it looks like there is no pressure at all.

The ferryman in front silently held up the bamboo pole.

Prepare to slide forward.

however.

As soon as the bamboo pole entered the river.

His brows furrowed tightly.

There was a look of strain on his face.

A wooden boat that is incredibly easy to paddle on a normal day.

But at this moment, it seems as if it is stuck in a quagmire.

Every inch forward is extremely difficult.

I saw a faint light appearing on the bamboo pole.

The wooden boat was almost stagnant.

Then it slowly moved forward again.

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