The Monkey King shook his head to signal that he was all right, but there was no reply.

Tang Sanzang said, know that the Monkey King is still immersed in the sadness of Zi Xia’s death. He sighed helplessly. After looking at several disciples, he continued, "Now that we have really got the banana fan, we’d better pass the flaming mountain earlier."
Say that finish, Tang Sanzang turned on his horse and took the lead in the direction of the Flame Mountain.
When several disciples saw this, they followed without saying a word.
After the master and the disciples had traveled about 30 miles, Tang Sanzang stopped and said to the Monkey King, "Wukong, kao is your next step. Be careful! "
"My old grandson knows!" The Monkey King nods a way.
Say that finish, the Monkey King shouldered a banana fan and went over the Flame Mountain.
Thanks to the last lesson, the Monkey King pinched a fire-avoiding spell first, and then waved the banana fan in his hand.
This time, after a fan went down, the fire on the flaming mountain was obviously dimmed a lot, and even the temperature seemed to be going down a lot.
The Monkey King said, XuanGong silently turn in the body, again waved the fan in his hand.
In this way, in the Monkey King’s constantly changing places, after 990 or 80 fans were fanned out in total, the flames of the Flame Mountain, which is thousands of miles away in Fiona Fang, have all been extinguished. And the Monkey King also felt a weakness in the body, which was caused by lack of mana.
Looking at the banana fan in his hand, the Monkey King said to himself, "This fan is too powerful. Now he has stabilized the quasi-sacred realm, and his mana in his body is magnificent. I can urge this fan down in a row, and I can’t stand it myself.
Just as the Monkey King studied the banana fan carefully, a dark red cloud floated in the sky.
When the dark red cloud approached the Monkey King, it suddenly accelerated, swept away the banana fan from the Monkey King’s hand at an extremely strange speed, and then quickly flew towards the sky.
The Monkey King wants to catch up. But now the mana is exhausted, and the body is empty. I can only barely maintain my figure and stop in the air, but I can’t lift a trace of mana.
"the Monkey King, this banana fan was originally the magic weapon of the bodhi old zu. The bodhi old zu took it back today, and the account between us will be settled later." Has gone with the wind to the sky in the distance of dark red clouds came a voice way.
"Damn it!" Watching the dark red cloud disappear in his sight, the Monkey King let out a cry of chagrin.
At the same time, thirty-three days later, in the Elysium, kao, with a trace of spirit attached to the three hairs given to the Monkey King by Guanyin Bodhisattva, kept an eye on Tang Sanzang and his party’s quasi-mention to the Amitabha Buddha beside him: "This river Styx is also well-advised and didn’t take back the banana fan early in the morning, otherwise I will not spare him!"
When Amitabha heard this, he nodded and said, "I dare not measure him! Although the sea of blood won’t do it, Styx won’t die, but his Asura family doesn’t have his skill. "
After a pause, Amitabha added, "Now that this monkey killed Niu Mowang, Tongtian will definitely not let it go, but it will be even more difficult for them in the future!"
Zhun-ti smiled and said, "Brother Buddha is worrying too much. Since the World War I, the cult has existed in name only. The leader of Tongtian has been closed to the outside world for years. This time, I don’t think he will react much. If he really cares about that cow, he won’t let him be a demon for many years in the next session! "
"Bro analysis is also. But we’d better be careful! " Amitabha said.
"This is natural!" Must mention nodded his head.
Besides, the Monkey King regained a little magic in the air, knowing that it was impossible to recover the banana fan, he went to Tang Sanzang where they rested.
"Master, the Flame Mountain no longer exists!" The Monkey King fell to Tang Sanzang’s side.
"Good, Wukong, but you have done a good deed for the people thousands of miles away in Fiona Fang!" Tang Sanzang smell speech, happy way.
"Boom!" With Tang Sanzang’s words, a thunder resounded through the sky.
"It’s going to rain, master, let’s find a place to take shelter from the rain!" The Monkey King looked up at the day and said.
"Well, ok, this rain is good!" Tang Sanzang Road.
With that, the four of them went to seek shelter from the rain.
After searching for a while, there was no place to shelter from the rain nearby, but the rain had already fallen.
There is no way, the Monkey King had to use the golden hoop to knock out a hole on the nearby mountain wall that can accommodate a few of them.
Let two younger brothers and master lead Bai Longma into the cave to take shelter from the rain, while the Monkey King stands alone in the mighty heavy rain, looking up and letting the rain mercilessly rush down his cheeks.
The rain didn’t stop until the evening from noon.
After the rain stopped, there were four more people and a white horse on the flaming mountain thousands of miles away, and this group of people was Tang Sanzang, his mentor and his entourage.
Betel nut … ten pence a catty. "
"Selling cooking cakes, freshly baked cooking cakes. A piece of paper, you see how real it is, come! "
"drink! It’s not easy to play tricks on the rivers and lakes. Everyone who has money holds a money field, and those who have no money holds a personal field. Thank you! "
Walking in the noisy and noisy street, westbound people looked at the bustling crowd around them and suddenly felt as if they had escaped into a mysterious boundary. How many years, haven’t heard such a cry …
Now, Tang Sanzang, his mentor and his party have left the flaming mountain without fire for more than three months. After a long journey of more than three months, their mentor and apprentice once again came to a bustling city.
"Well. Master, this festival is really prosperous in the king’s city. Shall we find a good shop to stay overnight … "The old pig with a shy belly looked at the smell of meat coming from the wooden second-floor shop with red lanterns hanging overhead, and his mouth watered down.
If the former the Monkey King had seen this embarrassing situation of Pig Bajie, he would have kicked him in the past. However, since leaving the Flame Mountain, the Monkey King has become a different person, always taciturn.
"How can a monk live in a luxury shop? If you don’t look for the city’s posthouse, pass it off. "Tang Sanzang listened to the words of Pig Bajie and shook his head now. Just as he was preparing to ride a horse to find the posthouse, the words suddenly came to an abrupt end.
"How can there be more than a dozen monks in rags? Isn’t there a local temple where you can hang a bill? But this sacrificial country should be a rich country. How can there be no temples? Strange … You ACTS, come with me, to see what happened … "
It turned out that not far from the crowd, at the corner of the street, a dozen ragged monks with broken bowls suddenly walked out. These monks staggered towards the inn where the old pig had just walked. It seems that it’s going to be alms.
Tang Sanzang, who was riding a horse, saw this scene, and his face slowly emerged with fanaticism. When the words fell, he raised his whip and ran to the horse.
The present situation is somewhat similar to the scene of the car’s late arrival in China. And Tang Sanzang, a very devout Buddhist, is hard to ignore this scene, which is likely to have a great relationship with the suppression of Buddhism and the promotion of Taoism.
The Monkey King, who was left behind, looked at the master who ran to the horse and hurried to protect the three other disciples, and quickly followed him.
This kung fu, Tang Sanzang has asked out a probably over there.
It turns out that there is a Jinguang Temple to protect the country in this sacrificial king city. In this pagoda of Jinguang Temple, a Buddhist relic is enshrined. And this relic is a treasure. Every day, it is covered with auspicious clouds and shines brightly. The golden Buddha’s light is boundless, and at night, it is endless to clear the mind and moisten the hearts of the people around it.
When Gao Changguo in the north, Yuetuo in the south, Benbo in the west and several small countries in the east learned about this, they all said that it was the Buddha’s blessing to the sacrificial country. After some discussion, they jointly offered sacrifices to Saiguo as the Lord of the country, and offered sacrifices every year.
However, the good times didn’t last long. Just two years ago, a bloody rain suddenly fell in the King’s City. Just when people were in a panic, they suddenly found that the Jinguang Temple Pagoda, which had been emitting golden Buddha’s light in the daytime, had no glory at the moment.
The king of the sacrificial country was frightened, so he sent someone to look at it. After this investigation, he was horrified to find that the relics in the pagoda of Jinguang Temple had disappeared!
The news immediately spread all over the surrounding countries like a winged bird.
Every state has been talking about it, speculating whether the sacrificial country did something, which led to the scourge, the blood rain, and the loss of Buddhist relics. Of course, there will be no conclusion under the discussion, but the Lord of this country will certainly not let the sacrificial countries go now.
Without the worship of the nations, there is no annual sacrifice. This angered the king of the sacrificial country, who had always taken all this for granted. However, anger can’t be sent to the state, so it has to be sent to the monks in Jinguang Temple, saying that there are thieves stealing treasures among them.
When the king was angry, he buried Wan Li. Although it is not so terrible this time, it is not much worse. Most of the monks in Jinguang Temple were beaten and handcuffed to death, leaving only this small part to live in sorrow, but it seems that their lives are not long.