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Chapter 38 Dragons are attracted to each other
Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong pointed at Xuanzang and said with a smile:

"He is the second-in-command of Lingshan, specially appointed by the Jade Emperor, the Great Love Immortal. In the past, he was the Golden Cicada Buddha, now he is the Sandalwood Merit Buddha, and in the future he will be the Fighting and Victory Buddha, Tang Xuanzang!"

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Zhu Bajie typed a question mark. It’s not me who has a problem, it’s you who has a problem.

Upon hearing this string of titles, Tang Xuanzang's eyes brightened visibly, unable to conceal his delight, but he had to pretend: "Oh, Great Sage, you are too polite. Why are you giving me... ahem, I am adding the concept of the Three Buddhas to my name?"

"Bah, you're still breathing heavily, little monk, and you're calling yourself old and dumb."

Zhu Bajie looked at the crowd. Sun Wukong, Xuanzang, and Nezha looked like, but not quite like, the three of them. They were similar to his memory, but not quite the same. He turned to look at Yang Jian and said, "Erlang Shen, please explain to me where they, and the immortals and Buddhas of the underworld, came from."

Yang Jian remained silent, his attitude focused on Wukong. Sun Wukong waved his hand and said, "It's okay to tell you. Actually, we are from another world. We came here to help you because we saw the darkness and turmoil in this world."

Zhu Bajie's eyes widened, and the thought that flashed through his mind was, "So that's how it is." But when he thought about it carefully, "One flower, one world; one leaf, one bodhi." Isn't that nonsense that the Buddhist scriptures use to fool people?

"I don't believe you! Monkeys are always lying."

"I don't believe monkeys."

Zhu Bajie cursed and glared at them: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Why would you lie to me?"

Sun Wukong was helpless. To be honest, the other party didn't believe him, so he changed his words: "Actually, we come from an organization called Mythology. The organization's goal is to kill the dark immortals and Buddhas and save all living beings in heaven and earth."

"In order not to forget our original aspirations, we initially established a title for each deity to remind ourselves. I chose Sun Wukong, he is Tang Xuanzang, and this one is Nezha."

"I said this, do you understand?"

Sun Wukong explained it in a conspiracy-theory way, and Bajie immediately believed it: "Just as I expected, you must have a big conspiracy. I don't think you will let me go even if I, the old pig, finds out. You want to drag me into it, right?"

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Zhu Bajie felt that a great conspiracy was brewing in the Three Realms. Even if this group of people overthrew the rule of the immortals and Buddhas and put on their clothes, could this world still have a different way of living?
Sun Wukong and others looked at each other, and finally gave Yang Jian a look: Do people in your world believe in conspiracy theories so much?
Yang Jian responded with a helpless look: This is the nature of the world.

When Yang Jian got along with Wukong and others, he suddenly discovered that the gods in their world did not seem to have so many dirty conspiracies. Everyone just said what they thought directly, and everything was very natural and peaceful. He really didn't know how the other world was managed.

Why are there so many conspiracies and evil things in my own world?

Wukong and his companions continued to move forward. Nezha had already told them that there was a dragon here, so they turned around and went under a waterfall.

The waterfall is a foot long, with a gentle trickle of water cascading down. Moss grows on the bluestone, and the surrounding stream is shallow. It should be the running water of this small waterfall that is free for the little monsters to use. This does not seem like a place where dragons live.

The white-robed wolf swordsman introduced, "There used to be poetry recitation here, but it's gone recently. Everyone guesses they need some token to guide them."

Nezha took out the dragon rubber band he always carried with him and said, "Don't worry, dragons are attracted to each other."

The rubber band in his hand stretched instantly and turned into a hundred-foot-long white silk ribbon, which seemed to have a spirit and emitted the mournful cry of a dragon, as if it was expressing resentment and anger, howling through the mountains and forests, making those who heard it sad and those who listened to it cry.

"Wow, is this really a dragon tendon? I thought it was some rubber band that kids play with." Zhu Bajie took a closer look at the dragon tendon wailing in the air, and Nezha beckoned and retracted his palm.

The appearance of Nezha, and the dragon rubber band, made me believe that these people were from another world. The remaining dragon energy in the dragon tendons resonated with this place, and the deep sound echoed around.

"Without a cause, why are heads hung in the market? Without a cause, why are the four rivers out of control? Without a cause, why are all colors in disarray? Without a cause, why are compassion and mercy perverted?
There is no reason, why does the red beard hide in the forest? It is said: wood produces furnace smoke, fog grows thunder and lightning, and when you hit your back and sing, the true meaning will reveal itself.

The waterfall stopped, revealing a rock wall. A narrow cave shone through, allowing light to pass sideways. Nezha, always impatient, lashed out with his fist, shattering the rock wall and revealing another world.

Between the trees, there is a vast abyss of white. Ancient tree trunks and branches hang in the forest. The sky is covered with the sun, it is pitch black, and thunder roars. An ancient stone Buddha pagoda is built in the mountain. Surrounded by clouds and mist, there is smoke rising around the head. As the wind and clouds roll, a huge dragon head gradually emerges from the top of the clouds.

The dragon head had ferocious fangs and a red beard. It looked at everyone without saying anything, then emitted lightning and rushed towards them to attack.

"Everyone, step back!"

Sun Wukong greeted them, quickly pulled everyone along, and brought Nezha to his front.

Nezha was extremely excited. After a burst of fire, he grew three heads and six arms, holding a demon-slaying sword, a demon-chopping knife, a demon-binding rope, a demon-subduing pestle, a ball, and a fire wheel. His divine power was unparalleled. With a glare, his momentum surpassed that of the red-bearded dragon.

When the red-bearded dragon saw this posture, he thought, isn’t this Nezha!

Oh no, the nemesis is coming!
His back trembled and twitched involuntarily, and he wanted to turn around and run. The Red-bearded Dragon gritted his teeth. After all, he was the Dragon King guarding the river. How could he jump away so easily?
Red-bearded dragon, oh red-bearded dragon, if you fight hard, you might be able to defeat the evil Nezha. The Monkey King who made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace yesterday is you today.

The dragon's pupils fiercely focused, ready to strike Nezha. Nezha leaped from high in the air onto the Red Bearded Dragon's back, stepping heavily on it. The Red Bearded Dragon felt as if he were carrying a huge mountain. The Red Bearded Dragon panicked, "Oh no! This evil boy is going to pull out my tendons!"

But Nezha said: "Although the appearance is not very good, the look in his eyes is surprisingly fierce, with a bit of dragon power."

"It would be great to catch it and keep it at home."

The red-bearded dragon swayed from side to side. Nezha threw the demon-binding rope and the magic weapon was naturally collected. The red-bearded dragon sighed, "How miserable!" and was caught by Nezha. The dragon turned into a four-legged gecko and was held in Nezha's palm.

"Huh?" The Red Bearded Dragon was pinned to his shoulders by Nezha. He froze, "I'm not dead. Isn't Nezha going to kill me?"

He was extremely surprised. He originally thought that Nezha was here to hunt down the four dragon brothers. After all, the Jade Emperor was so petty. His father was the Great Dragon God of Rain. He violated the rainfall points. He and others did not persuade his father, so there must be subsequent rewards and punishments. He and others had resigned but failed.

I believed Yuan Shoucheng's divination and hid in the deep mountains and forests, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't escape this disaster.

He felt extremely sad and roared, "Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly, didn't you come here to kill the four of us brothers? Why didn't you kill me?"

When Nezha heard this, his eyes lit up: "You mean, there are three more dragons like you?!"

The Red Bearded Dragon's heart sank immediately, and he consoled himself by saying, "It's over, brothers, I've ruined you."

"But I don't know where you are. Even if Nezha tortures you, you should be fine, right?"

The red-bearded dragon looked at Nezha with his eyes wide open, pinched his fingers together, and swiped out a wisp of dragon energy to circulate the heavenly secrets: "Oh, four dragons are running for their lives."

"Huangfengling, the Soul Cliff, Little Western Heaven Turtle Island, and hey, there's a dragon on Yuan Shoucheng right now?"

The red-bearded dragon's eyes widened, and this time he was truly disheartened.

(End of this chapter)