Hong Huang: We Wu Clan are so tough!

"The poor monk is just a monk who doesn't want to be a monk."

Wei Zheng nodded, then turned and left.

Xuanzang watched Wei Zheng go away, and then opened his mouth.

"Monkey, what is your purpose in going to the West Paradise?"

Sun Wukong suddenly appeared beside Xuanzang like a puff of smoke.

"My grandson said that he will protect you, do you believe it?"

Xuanzang glanced at Monkey King.

Laughed.

"The poor monk's letter."

Monkey King also laughed.

"Master, the answer you want will be there when you reach the Western Paradise."

Xuanzang rolled his eyes.

"The poor monk just put an X in front of Wei Shang's writing."

"Actually, the poor monk is not at all curious about Buddha."

Sun Wukong smiled.

"My grandson knows. Master, you are not curious about Buddha, but you are curious about yourself."

Xuanzang smiled knowingly.

Turn around and walk towards Daming Palace.

"Monkey, it must be very dangerous to go to the west, right?"

"Yes, it's quite dangerous. Besides the journey, Master, you have to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties."

"You have to protect that monkey as a teacher. A teacher is very afraid of death."

……

After seven days.

The civil and military officials of Chang'an accompanied Tang Emperor Li Er to see him off for a hundred miles in Chang'an City.

Say goodbye to Xuanzang and Sun Wukong who went west to send Buddhist scriptures.

"Brother Yu, it's a long way to go to Xitian, so you must pay attention to safety."

"If you encounter any danger, let your apprentice come back and report a letter, and I will send soldiers to protect you."

Tang Emperor Li Er held Xuanzang's hand sincerely.

I wish Xuanzang would send a message back to shake people the day after he left Datang.

At that time, he will lead an army of tens of millions and sweep the west.

Wei Zheng rolled his eyes vigorously.

"Your Majesty, please be decent."

Xuanzang sat on a white horse given to him by the Emperor of Tang.

Hands together.

"Brother Wang, don't worry. Poor monk, this disciple is very powerful."

"If there is any danger, he can escape with the poor monk on his back."

After a pause.

Xuanzang smiled slightly.

"Once the situation is wrong, the poor monk will immediately ask Wukong to come back and inform Brother Wang."

"At that time, the poor monk will wait for Brother Wang's million heavenly soldiers."

Tang Huang laughed.

"Brother Yu, be careful all the way."

He nodded to Sun Wukong again.

"Everything is up to Elder Sun."

Sun Wukong grinned, revealing a pair of sharp teeth gleaming with cold light.

"Don't worry, with my grandson here, no one can hurt Master."

"If you really meet my old grandson, you won't be able to beat him. My old grandson still has a unique skill."

"I can guarantee that Master will be safe."

Tang Huang looked curious.

"What is Elder Sun's ultimate move?"

Sun Wukong patted his chest with a proud face.

"My old grandson can go to the Heavenly Court and ask Brother Jade Emperor to rescue the soldiers."

Tang Huang was dumbfounded.

"Elder Sun still knows the Jade Emperor?"

Sun Wukong laughed.

"Of course, brother Jade Emperor is my grandson's relative."

Brother Yang Jian is the nephew of Brother Jade Emperor, so Brother Jade Emperor is a relative of my grandson.

It should be fine, right?

My grandson called him old brother.

It should be reasonable, right?

perhaps?

Chapter 416 Sun Wukong's doubts: What is heaven and earth for food?

What Sun Wukong said stunned Tang Huang and Li Er.

After all, the human race's concept of immortals.

He even believed in heaven.

But Tang Huang Li Er's surprise ended here.

The distance between humans and immortals is too great.

How much Tang Huang Li Er believed Sun Wukong's words is a question.

So a quick farewell is over.

Xuanzang and Sun Wukong embarked on their journey to the west.

After walking a hundred miles.

Xuanzang spoke suddenly.

"Monkey, you said you are a fairy, so you should be able to fly?"

Sun Wukong raised his chest triumphantly.

"My old grandson makes a somersault and travels a hundred and eight thousand miles."

Xuanzang was overjoyed immediately.

"Then why don't you take the poor monk to fly together? Wouldn't you go to the west immediately?"

"Let's go and come back quickly, maybe the poor monk can go back to the temple to catch up with a hot meal?"

Sun Wukong looked at Xuanzang with contempt.

"Have you cultivated immortality?"

Xuanzang shook his head.

"The poor monk is a monk, what kind of immortal is he?"

Sun Wukong spread his hands.

"Then there's no other way. It's not that immortals can't fly through the clouds."

Xuanzang looked disappointed.

"Aren't you a fairy, monkey? You can't bring a poor monk with you?"

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and smiled.

"You want my grandson to take you? Yes!"

The voice fell.

Monkey King blew a gust of wind, picked up Xuanzang, and flew thousands of miles away.

Although Xuanzang practiced martial arts since he was a child, he was born with supernatural powers.

But he did not practice Taoism (because he is a monk).

So still a mortal.

At this time, he was dizzy and dizzy by Sun Wukong's photoshoot.

Wait until Xuanzang reacts.

Sun Wukong took Xuanzang to Shuangcha Ridge, thousands of miles away from Chang'an.

boom!

Monkey King stopped the blast and threw Xuanzang dizzy.

Then he smiled strangely at Xuanzang.

"Master, do you want my old grandson to fly with you in the future?"

Xuanzang lay on the ground and vomited.

It took a while to relax.

"Monkey, you framed the poor monk. Is it so uncomfortable for a fairy to fly?"

Sun Wukong spread his hands.

"To fly with mortals, you don't need to ride the clouds and fog, you can only use the method of photography."

"This method of photography is for moving things, so it must be uncomfortable."

Xuanzang pointed to his nose.

"You mean to blame the poor monk?"

Sun Wukong nodded.

"of course."

Xuanzang twitched the corner of his mouth and stood up again.

Then he looked dazed.

"Monkey, where is the poor monk's horse? Where is the poor monk's luggage?"

Sun Wukong blinked.

"I didn't bring it here."

"My old grandson is just showing you, master, what is the method of photography."

Xuanzang had a heartbroken expression on his face.

"How can you be so confused, you monkey?"

"The white horse was given to the poor monk by His Majesty. There is still 100 taels of gold in the luggage."

"You lost it all. What's the matter?"