We bear people have power

"What? You're going to shave my head? Liar! You just said you wouldn't use me to exchange for a chance to seek immortality!" Lingxiu looked extremely hurt, crying and pounding Guan Bo's chest with her little fists.

"To be honest, it's just shaving your head, it doesn't hurt or itch, and it will grow back. Let me tell you, hair that grows back after being shaved is especially black and thick," Guan Bo advised.

That's right, that's what Guan Bo was planning.

We agreed that it doesn't matter which part of the body, so hair counts too. The Classic of Filial Piety says: "Our bodies, hair, and skin are received from our parents; we dare not damage them, this is the beginning of filial piety." It can be seen that hair is also a very important part of the body.

As for the issue of filial piety, Lingxiu's parents and grandfather are all dead, and the only one who can be considered an elder is Gongsun Jing.

Guan Bo was confident he could persuade Gongsun Jing, but Lingxiu, the little girl, was throwing a tantrum.

“Even if you shave all my hair, you still won’t be able to collect ten pounds of weight. Aren’t you deliberately trying to make me look bad?” Lingxiu retorted.

That makes sense. Although people don't like to cut their hair these days, if you shave off all the hair on your head, you'd be lucky to get a pound.

“If it’s just about growing hair, I do know a spell that can make hair grow quickly,” the white dragon said.

"Really? Then teach me quickly!" Guan Bo said with delight.

“But I won’t,” Little White Dragon said, spreading his hands.

Buddha's paw!

Without hesitation, Guan Bo slapped his handsome face with a bear paw again.

"Wait! I don't know how, but my senior brother does!" Little White Dragon desperately protected his face, thus preserving his handsome features.

"Ah, what a pity. If you had said it a little later, I could have slapped you in the face again," Guan Bo said, retracting his bear paw.

"You've clearly been waiting for a chance to beat me up!" the little white dragon protested.

"You still dare to say that? You're so handsome, you think you're in the right to be beaten up? Don't you know that in stories, supporting characters who are more handsome than the main character usually don't live more than three days?" Guan Bo said shamelessly.

"Pah! According to you, judging by my senior brother's appearance, he's probably practically extinct in this world!" the little white dragon said indignantly.

Monkey King got caught in the crossfire and was unfairly criticized.

Guan Bo felt it was a pity; if he could have recorded this conversation, he might have been able to blackmail Xiao Bailong into supporting him for the rest of his life.

Xiong Shanjun subconsciously touched his face, focusing on his large, bulbous nose. Guan Bo promptly retorted, "Stop touching it, you're definitely the safest type."

Xiong Shanjun, whose mind was a bit slow, took a while to understand that Guan Bo was saying he was ugly, but he could only glare at him with his small eyes, for his mount had no demonic power.

"Alright, let's get back to the point. Which of your senior brothers knows this spell?" Guan Bo asked curiously.

"Of course it's the eldest brother! He's always plucking a hair and blowing on it. If he didn't have this life-giving magic, he would have been bald long ago." The white dragon's words made a lot of sense, but right now Monkey King seems to still be on Flower Fruit Mountain. It's so far away, I don't know how to find him.

“That’s easy. My second senior brother is Marshal Tianpeng, and he’s most skilled in the Water Mirror Technique. If Brother Monkey is willing, he can contact him even from a thousand miles away. Besides, my master has been released now. I originally went to send Gongsun Sister back, but now I have to go back to protect my master on his journey to the West. Why don’t you come with me and find my second senior brother to help you make the contact?”

Guan Bo listened to Xiao Bailong's suggestion and thought it was feasible.

Although the town looked like a theme park, it was still a peaceful place because it bore the name of Fangcun Mountain. Guan Bo asked Lingxiu and Gongsun Jing to wait there while he went to learn some magic and then returned.

The little white dragon led the way, with Guan Bojia following closely behind. In less than half a day, they arrived at the territory of the Treasure Elephant Kingdom.

This Kingdom of Treasure Elephant is indeed a fine place, truly deserving of its name. One can see that:

The clouds are vast, and the road is long.

Although the place is thousands of miles away, the scenery is just as abundant.

Auspicious clouds and smoke enveloped the area, while a gentle breeze and bright moon swayed gently.

The towering, distant mountains unfold like a magnificent painting;

The murmuring stream splashes like jade.

The arable fields stretch out in rows, and the new shoots of orchids provide ample food.

A few families fish and angle by the winding stream, while woodcutters gather two loads of pepper from two peaks.

The outer walls, the city walls, are impregnable;

The families of families, the households of households, only fight for freedom.

The nine-story pavilion is like a palace, and the ten-thousand-foot-high platform is like a brocade.

There were also the Taiji Hall, the Huagai Hall, the Shaoxiang Hall, the Guanwen Hall, the Xuanzheng Hall, and the Yanying Hall, with their jade steps and golden staircases, displaying civil and military officials.

There were also the Daming Palace, Zhaoyang Palace, Changle Palace, Huaqing Palace, Jianzhang Palace, and Weiyang Palace, where the bells, drums, pipes, and flutes of each palace scattered the sorrows and melancholy of women in their boudoirs.

Some are in the forbidden garden, their delicate faces glistening with dew; others are in the imperial moat, their slender waists swaying in the breeze like willow branches.

On the main thoroughfare, there is a man in a crown and belt, dressed in finery, riding five horses; in secluded places, there is a man with a bow and arrow, parting the clouds and shooting down two eagles.

Lanes lined with willows and flowers, buildings filled with music and instruments, spring breezes rival even those of Luoyang Bridge.

Abundant in natural resources and treasures, it lacked some of the spiritual charm of the Buddhist grottoes of Luojia Mountain, but possessed a magnificent grandeur that made Guan Bo somewhat envious. At heart, Guan Bo was just an ordinary person, the type who would rather lie down than sit, and loved to indulge in pleasures.

Although Luojia Mountain has plenty of purple bamboo shoots to eat, if he had a choice, he would prefer to live in this bustling city.

Guan Bo and Xiao Bailong suppressed the wind and clouds, and the two arrived outside the imperial gate, where they met Tang Sanzang and the others.

Fearing trouble, Guan Bo used several illusions to block the view of ordinary people.

Leaving aside the fact that the mortal was in a dreamlike state, this was the first time Guan Bo had ever seen this Tripitaka Master.

Tang Sanzang had a compassionate face and his hands were clasped together. He was a cautious and disciplined person, and he was indeed more like a devout Buddhist than Elder Jinchi.

Two monsters stood to the side. One had a pig's head and a human body, with a long snout and tusks, bristling mane and fan-shaped ears. He was thick-bodied and walked with a gust of wind. He was eating seven or eight apples in his hands. The second one was twelve feet tall and had arms three sections wide. His face was as blue as indigo, his mouth was like a blood basin, his eyes were gleaming, and his teeth were like nails. However, he was taciturn and looked like an old monk in deep meditation.

Without needing an introduction, Guan Bo knew that it was Marshal Tianpeng and General Juanlian in person.

Looking at Tang Sanzang more closely, Guan Bo didn't think he was particularly handsome. At most, he had a kind face and seemed easy to get along with.

Therefore, Guan Bo secretly nudged the little white dragon and said, "Your master isn't even as handsome as you, so how come all those female demons fall in love with your master but ignore you?"

The White Dragon looked completely bewildered and said, "What female demon? We've only encountered one White Bone Demon on our journey west. What nonsense are you spouting?"

"Uh...you'll find out later." Guan Bo swallowed his anger, as the journey to the West had only gone a short distance and he hadn't yet encountered any of the strangely beautiful female demons, so he couldn't explain it to the White Dragon.

However, since he was now face to face with Tang Sanzang, Guan Bo stepped forward and greeted him.

Seeing that Guan Bo and the White Dragon had both descended from the heavens, Tang Sanzang asked, "Amitabha, may I ask who this great immortal is, and why he has come with my disciple?"

His conduct was impeccable, befitting a highly virtuous monk.

Little White Dragon quickly replied, "He is a wild panda spirit, so it's hard to say what kind of deity he is."

"Ah, a monster?!"

These words startled Tang Sanzang, who had just escaped from the monster's cave and was still shaken.

"Elder Tang, don't listen to his nonsense. I am the guardian deity of the Purple Bamboo Forest under the tutelage of Guanyin Bodhisattva." Guan Bo instantly conjured up a high-ranking position for himself.

"The mountain guardian god is your brother!" Little White Dragon retorted.

"It's between us brothers, who cares? It's none of your business!" Guan Bo glanced at Xiao Bailong with disdain.

Tang Sanzang was an honest man who didn't understand those complicated ways. He only needed to kneel and worship when he heard that someone was a disciple of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Guan Bo dared not accept it. Although it was very satisfying to have the White Dragon Master kneel down, he knew that if Monkey King found out, he would not be so merciful with his staff.

He quickly helped Tang Sanzang up and said, "Elder Tang, please don't be so polite. I've come here to ask you for a favor."

Guan Bo omitted mentioning the Bodhi Patriarch's test, only saying that he needed Marshal Tianpeng's help.

Pigsy, who was eating an apple, swallowed the last core and burped, saying, "You want me to use the Water Mirror Technique to find Brother Monkey?"

Guan Bo said, "Indeed, I would be grateful if Marshal Tianpeng could do me this favor."

Pigsy grinned and said, "I'm usually a very lazy person, and I might not help others even if they ask me for help, but I like you, so I'll help you with this."

Guan Bo was secretly pleased, but also puzzled. This Pigsy loves beautiful women and is lazy, so why did he find me pleasing to the eye after only meeting me?

Guan Bo's wildly imaginative mind quickly conjured up all sorts of chilling images.

The White Dragon hadn't spent much time with Guan Bo, but he knew his thoughts like the back of his hand. He transmitted his voice, saying, "My second senior brother has been demoted to the mortal realm. It's been a long time since I've heard anyone call him Marshal."

The reason sounds rather heartbreaking. Tang Sanzang and his disciples all had extraordinary backgrounds and sacrificed a great deal for the Journey to the West.

Thinking of this, Guan Bo bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you for your help, Marshal."

"No problem, no problem, watch my skills, Old Pig."

Pigsy muttered incantations, stretched out his large palm-leaf fan and drew a circle in the air, transforming it into a shimmering water mirror.

Once the ripples subsided, the scenery of Huaguo Mountain, a thousand miles away, was revealed on the water's surface.

Before long, a golden monkey appeared in the water mirror. Who else could it be but the Monkey King?

"Hey! Who dares to spy on my Flower Fruit Mountain?!" Monkey King roared, and his golden cudgel was about to smash down.

Pigsy quickly said, "Brother Monkey, wait a minute, it's me, Pigsy."

"You idiot, why aren't you protecting your master... Tang Sanzang is on his pilgrimage? What do you want with me?" Monkey King asked, putting away his staff, almost blurting out "Master."

"It's not me looking for you, it's this guy..." Pigsy pulled Guan Bo in front of the water mirror, considering himself to have completed his mission.

Guan Bo quickly waved to Monkey King and said, "Great Sage, we meet again. I heard from Ao Lie that you have a hair regrowth technique. I would like to ask you to teach me."

"You... just to learn a minor spell?" Monkey King clearly thought Guan Bo was making a mountain out of a molehill.

"It's a long story, it's related to Fangcun Mountain." Guan Bo could only say this much.

"You found Fangcun Mountain, and...that person?" Monkey King asked excitedly.

"I saw him," Guan Bo said.

"Well... never mind."

With so many people watching, Monkey King didn't ask any questions and readily taught Guan Bo the little spell.

This thing doesn't require much skill; it's easy for someone who knows it but doesn't know how. Guan Bo memorized it in no time.

Finally, Monkey King subtly told Guan Bo, "If you see that person, please give him my regards."

Seeing his hesitant expression, Guan Bo wanted to remind Monkey King that his relationship with Bodhi Patriarch was already common knowledge, so there was no need to hide it so painstakingly.

But seeing how determined Monkey King was to keep his promise, they couldn't bear to discourage him, so they could only promise, "I will definitely deliver the message."

With this matter settled, Tang Sanzang and his disciples were to be received by King Baoxiang, so Guan Bo withdrew his illusion magic and flew towards the town.

After much persuasion, Lingxiu finally agreed to let Guan Bo shave her head. With a swift motion, he shaved the little girl's head completely bald. Seeing her looking so aggrieved that she was about to cry, Guan Bo quickly used the Great Sage's secret hair-growth technique on her.

The magical light fell on Lingxiu, and soon her beautiful hair grew back, but the effect of this spell... seemed a bit too strong.