Chapter 13

The ginseng fruit tree stretched out its branches and touched Wukong's shoulder. The leaves sparkled as if it was a pleasant thing.

Wukong frowned, not understanding what it meant.

"It's the same as you, a spiritual creature bred by heaven and earth. You have a similar breath, so it's willing to get close to you," Zhen Yuanzi said. "It's just that it hasn't gained wisdom yet, and you have already learned the Tao."

So … they were brothers?

Wukong touched his brothers and felt a strange sense of familiarity and compatibility. He wondered if he had eaten a bunch of nephews just now.

Zhen Yuanzi jumped to another topic. "Although the tight band is a Buddha's thing, it's not impossible to break."

"How?"

"As long as you surpass the Buddha."

Wukong was slightly surprised. "Although I didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth when I was young, I was locked up for 500 years and learned some things. What you said is equivalent to empty words."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled. "Is that all you can do?"

Wukong said, "If you have something to say, say it."

Zhen Yuanzi said, "The operation of the world can't escape the 'five elements'.

You might as well try to use the five elements to fight against Buddhism.

To put it simply, find the representatives of the five elements, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and merge them with you. Then you can break the tight band.

Wood is already in front of you. You have to find the rest by yourself.

I'll give it to you. "

He raised one of his hands and the huge ginseng fruit tree quickly shrank until it was only the size of a palm. Then it went into Wukong's body.

For a moment, there was a slight discomfort. Wukong covered the place where his liver was and tried to adapt to the tree growing there. "What are the others?"

"I don't know either," Zhen Yuanzi said. "You have to rely on yourself."

Wukong was silent for a moment and said, "Thank you."

Zhen Yuanzi said, "You don't have to thank me. I have my own plans."

Wukong glanced at Xuanzang in his arms.

"It's not just him."

Zhen Yuanzi said softly, "I guess I'm probably like the person who taught you Dharma spells. I don't want to be trapped by the Heavenly Dao."

This was the third time Monkey King had heard this phrase. Things were far more complicated than he had imagined.

Moreover, the Earthly Immortal Ancestor didn't know who his Master was?

"What exactly is the Heavenly Dao?

What's his purpose? "

"Whatever you think it is, it is.

As for the purpose, it doesn't have a purpose. Everything just has to go according to its design. "

"It's fate?"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled and turned around with Xuanzang in his arms. "It's getting cold. I'll take the Golden Cicada to rest."

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Overnight, not only was the ginseng fruit gone, even the entire tree had disappeared.

"You're saying you gave the tree to him?"

Xuanzang comforted the only remaining little ginseng fruit and looked at Zhen Yuanzi in disbelief. Zhen Yuanzi's two little disciples had described the tree as unique and incomparably precious. When they saw the tree disappear, they cried their hearts out, yet it just had to be given away by Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't hide it from him and told him the method he gave to Wukong.

Xuanzang fell silent. Then what was the point of knocking him out?

He lowered his eyelids. Since Wukong already had another method to release him, then there was no need for him to accompany him to learn the method. Then their fate as master and disciple had come to an end.

Thinking of this journey, although they were not on good terms at the beginning, they gradually became harmonious. Wukong had taken care of all the basic necessities for him and even bought him a horse to make him happy. Although their relationship was not very deep, at least there was some. But now, he had to leave without any worries. He felt sour and bitter in his heart and felt very uncomfortable.

Zhen Yuanzi walked him to the door and let go of his hand. "Are you sure you don't want to stay for a few more days?

I haven't had a candlelight talk with you yet. "

Xuanzang shook his head. "The mission of learning the scriptures can't be delayed because of my personal feelings." He bowed to him. "See you when I come back."

Zhen Yuanzi nodded and whispered, "Golden Cicada, do you want to become Buddha?"

Xuanzang was stunned. He blinked and said, "I was born in Buddhism and grew up in Buddhism. Everything I learned and taught is related to Buddhism. His Majesty ordered me to learn the scriptures to benefit all living beings. I have long been inseparable from Buddhism."

Becoming Buddha wasn't a matter of whether he wanted to or not. It was an instinct that was branded in every part of him.

Zhen Yuanzi said, "Ask your heart. You, Jiang Liuer, are you willing?"

Xuanzang asked, "Is Golden Cicada willing?"

Zhen Yuanzi said, "Golden Cicada's wish is your wish. Your wish is the wish of Golden Cicada."

Xuanzang pursed his lips. "This isn't a choice."

"To you, it's just a thought."

He didn't ask for Xuanzang's answer. He brought the White Dragon Horse over. "The journey is long. With the White Dragon as your companion, you don't have to work too hard."

He looked at the golden fruit in Xuanzang's arms. "This is a gift from Avalokitesvara. I don't have anything to give you except this ginseng fruit. Take it and eat it as soon as possible."

Xuanzang looked at the ginseng fruit in his hand. "Can I not eat it?

I'm raising it. "

Zhen Yuanzi smiled. "It's just a fruit. If you don't eat it, it will rot away from the tree sooner or later. It's meaningless."

Xuanzang thought it was an immortal fruit, no different from a creature with spiritual consciousness. He didn't expect it to be like this. He was stunned and couldn't eat it.

The ginseng fruit jumped on his shoulder, rubbed his face, and rubbed his lips. It turned into a soft and small golden light and went in.

Xuanzang was caught off guard. He covered his mouth and felt a spring water flowing in. It was fragrant and sweet, with a wonderful and indescribable fruit fragrance. There's actually something that comes to me to eat …

Zhen Yuanzi sent him down the mountain. "We'll meet again if fate wills it."

Xuanzang said goodbye to him, wondering if there was a deeper meaning in his words.

He led the horse and continued on the road with his two disciples.

Wukong was usually a man of few words, but without him in the group, it was as if the group had lost its core. No matter how one looked at it, they were all scattered. Even Ba Jie was a man of few words. The road was so quiet that only the sound of hooves could be heard.

Xuanzang hesitated and finally asked, "Ba Jie, are you thinking about Wukong?"

As a master, he should enlighten his disciples, but he couldn't even enlighten himself. He was always in a panic and always wanted to talk to someone.

Ba Jie looked at him in surprise. "Master, even if I miss you, I won't miss him. There's nothing between him and me. Don't misunderstand."

Xuanzang was speechless. He really didn't misunderstand.

Ba Jie sighed and said solemnly, "To be honest, I used to have a sworn brother. We were very close. I was demoted thanks to him. I haven't seen him for a long time and I miss him.

Yesterday, I borrowed the celestial land and went to the Heavenly Court to visit him. Unexpectedly, I met Venus Taibai. She said that he had also come down to the mortal world to be reincarnated as a human. I was so worried. "

Xuanzang said, "That's good. You can go and find him."

Ba Jie said, "My brother is not an ordinary person. He is related to the Jade Emperor and has a noble status. He won't be punished like this. Venus Taibai only said to keep it a secret and didn't want to reveal anything else. We don't know where he went down to."

Although Xuanzang didn't understand, he could hear that it was very serious. He sighed with him.

Wujing glared at him and snorted coldly.

Ba Jie said angrily, "What are you snorting for? I'm a sworn brother who has gone through life and death. I'm not the same as Cuilan.

Are you guarding against thieves?

Don't tell me you're Cuilan in disguise? "

Wujing said, "Hehe."

Then, they started fighting again.

No one could control them. Xuanzang took the horse and hid far away. He said to the White Dragon Horse, "I'll go ahead and take a look. I'll beg for alms. You stay here and don't move."

The White Dragon Horse neighed and rubbed against his hand.

Xuanzang was touched. He finally had a normal companion. If the White Dragon Horse could maintain its human form and talk to him, it would be good. However, it seemed unwilling to be a conscientious horse.

Xuanzang walked two steps and felt that something was wrong. It seemed like someone was following him, but he couldn't even see a shadow.

He was in a maple forest. At this time, the maple leaves were like fire. There was a thick layer of red leaves on the ground. It was beautiful and gorgeous. Zhen Yuanzi said before that he had nothing to do at the bottom of the mountain.

Xuanzang stopped and lowered his head to kick the maple leaves on the ground. They were soft. Only a few swayed and flew two steps before falling down.

Who would be following him?

Could it be that a demon wanted to eat him?

But what kind of demon would be so bold under Zhen Yuanzi's feet? And now that he was alone, it didn't attack.

Zhen Yuanzi?

He didn't need to be so sneaky.

The feeling of being followed spread all around. The other party was very careful, but Xuanzang felt it. It was probably some kind of connection.

He suddenly chanted the Golden Hoop Spell.

The flourishing maple tree behind him shook twice. As the spell lengthened, a person was shaken out and fell on the ground covered with red leaves.

Wukong, "…"

Xuanzang, "…"

The spell stopped. Wukong was about to run, but Xuanzang hurriedly chanted again. As he chanted, he ran over and threw himself on him, hugging him.

Wukong's head was in so much pain that it felt like it was about to split open. He couldn't even dodge and was caught head-on.

He lay on the maple leaves. Xuanzang lay on top of him, hugging his waist tightly and wrapping his legs around him.

Wukong had no choice. He gritted his teeth and said, "You're really …"

He didn't chant it at all, but when he wasn't around, he was so happy chanting it.

Xuanzang buried his face in his chest and said in a muffled voice, "Didn't you leave?

Didn't you want me to be your master? "

Wukong said, "I have something to do."

Xuanzang was still muffled, "Are you going to accompany me to learn the scriptures?"

Wukong reached out and took off his Buddha crown. He touched his little bald head and put it back on him, "It's done."

He just found an excuse at the last minute. He came up with such an excuse when his brain went haywire.

Xuanzang was shocked. He covered his head and didn't know how to react. Then he cried, "Woo … You …"

He didn't make a scene. He just whimpered and restrained himself. It was very sullen. Hearing it made one's heart ache.

Have demons never seen a bald head before?

Wukong suddenly felt that he had been drained of strength to leave. He said helplessly, "Get up first."

"No."

"Get up."

"That's not good …"

He even learned how to act shamelessly.

Wukong touched his face. It was wet, so he had to lie back down.

The sun wasn't glaring. It was gentle and soft through the maple forest. Wukong covered his eyes with his hands.