Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 98: Friendship between Master and Disciple
The winter wind blew hard, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and snow began to fall.

There was a vast expanse of white at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, with only a brand new wooden house standing out as being particularly unique and not quite compatible with the surrounding environment.

This is because the monkey was transformed by plucking its hair.

At this time, in the leeward side behind the house, a pile of firewood was crackling, emitting thick smoke, which was smoking the monster meat skewered and hung around it.

However, the master and disciple had been recuperating at the foot of the mountain for more than half a month.

Apart from eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and practicing, Tang Xuanci's daily routine was to listen to the monkey brag about his bravery in the past and take the opportunity to extract information from him.

In addition to bragging and chatting every day, the monkey would fly to a place where wind and energy were stored to practice before the spiritual energy of the Five Finger Mountain completely dissipated.

Good fellow, Tang Xuanci heard what it said and thought it was probably saying:

Not only is its magic power insufficient now, but its life span is about to end and it is in a "period of weak consciousness", so its strength is far from that of its peak.

If this statement was not Versailles, then it might really have deserved the title of "Monkey King" back then.

"If it weren't for Tathagata... the Buddha who deceived and attacked me, even if I couldn't defeat him, I would never be suppressed under this Five Finger Mountain!"

Monkey argued, picked up the burning Yellow Crane Tower cigarette with his two fingers, took a puff, and blew the smoke at the muscular man who was doing bench press training.

This smoke was originally plundered from the armor of a monster.
Day 1: “Boring.”

The next day: "One more."

Day 3: "Hehehehe, these large boxes were made by me, Old Sun, using a low-grade divine hair. They are enough to last me all the way."

Tang Xuanci laughed secretly when he heard the monkey's excuse for his failure that year, thinking that the personality label that Beaker had given to this monkey was really correct -

1. Love to show off 2. Be brave and aggressive 3. Be very playful

He looks like the kind of gangster in junior high school who carries a gun to school every day.

If you look at him, you might get into trouble.

If you dare to say to him in public, "If you have the guts, just stab me!", then... you might really die.

However, the monkey has been imprisoned once for stabbing someone, and he no longer has the heroic spirit of his past, and can only act out his youthful madness.

"It's okay... Wukong! I understand... Wait until you return to your peak... and seek revenge on Tathagata... Master believes... you will definitely be able to defeat him!"

Tang Xuanci lay on his back on a protruding rock, holding up a thick red stick with two flowers as thick as a tree with both hands, pushing it up with force again and again.

It turns out that the monkey's weapon is called the Ruyi Jingu Bang, which can not only grow longer and thicker, but also become lighter or heavier, and even be split into two and used as two dumbbells.

It is indeed a magic weapon for street fitness.

With it, Tang Xuanci originally had to split his chest muscles into hundreds of millions of isolated training sessions to fully train them, but now he only needs one session, and his efficiency has increased explosively!
The only drawback is that this Ruyi stick cannot understand human language, and Monkey, a fitness coach, must be there to help in order to increase or decrease the weight.

Hearing his cheap master casually instigating him to seek revenge on Tathagata again, the monkey fell silent, staring at him with a frown, as if thinking about something.

"Uh...ah!"

Tang Xuanci roared, his pectoral muscles exploded with tremendous force, and he pushed with both palms, fully stretching his arms.

Then he threw the golden cudgel behind his head, causing the ground and the house to tremble. He blew white mist from his mouth and shouted:

"Great! Wukong, your red sticks are so useful.

"Come, help me change the dumbbells into a slightly shorter one so I can do a few sets of flyes.

"Let's adjust the weight back to the normal 13,500. It's too thick to hold."

"Oh, this is so annoying! You can't even control your energy with your spirit. Even if I give you a magic weapon, you can't use it. What's the point of training your muscles all day long? If a monster comes, your life will be in danger. It also makes me, Old Sun, have to protect you all the time, and I can't go and have fun."

The monkey complained.

But considering that Tang Xuanci spoke very nicely and had great emotional value, it still split the golden cudgel into two pieces, each one meter long and as thick as a wrist.

Then he said:

"The spiritual energy of Five Finger Mountain is becoming increasingly thin, and it is no longer beneficial to me. I see that your injuries have healed. Rest for one more night and we will set off tomorrow."

Hearing it urging them to set off again, Tang Xuanci did not refuse this time.

After all, in order to seize the time to consume the broken wings and limbs of those demon kings, he must exercise and cannot keep pretending to be injured.

In this situation, if he forced himself to delay, the responsibility for delaying the journey would be his.

But it's okay, he already has a plan to corrupt the monkey and put the blame on it. The next morning.

At the monkey's urging, they left the monkey hair hut that could no longer be salvaged, conjured up two porters, and carried two boxes of Yellow Crane Tower and ten tons of smoked monster meat out of the Five Finger Mountain and headed west.

In the mountains that were once full of ambushes, now not even a single demonic figure can be seen.

The monkey walked ahead to explore the way, leading Tang Xuanci, who had no idea where to go, and walked along the side of the demon mountain with abundant spiritual energy. From time to time, he would soar into the sky and fly towards the top of the mountain, euphemistically saying:
"I'm going to visit the nearby Demon King's Cave on the way to 'borrow' some elixirs to save time for cultivation."

Tang Xuanci smiled secretly, remembering that when he was in elementary school and had no money to buy snacks, he never asked his mother for money and only borrowed from his classmates.

When he entered junior high school, he felt that the word "borrow" was too low, so he changed to collecting protection fees, and he really protected people.

From this point of view, the monkey's crime has obviously been downgraded. Five hundred years ago, when he got angry, he directly caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace. Now, even robbery has to be called "borrowing".

However, he did not point it out, and just expected that the monkey would meet someone with a bad temper and fight with it directly, thus provoking its ferocity.

However, the opposite happened. Perhaps it was the battle on Five Finger Mountain that made the monkey's reputation for viciousness spread everywhere.

It somersaulted up several demon peaks, but did not see any demon kings. They might have all run away to avoid disaster, and the valuables in the cave had also been moved away, leaving it empty-handed and with nothing.

After walking for two and a half days, the surrounding mountains gradually became lower, the grass and trees became barren, and the spiritual energy became thinner.

Standing on a ridge with a wide view, Tang Xuanci looked to the southeast and saw a city standing majestically among the desolate mountains. Its dark walls formed a sharp contrast with the snow-covered ground.

The beacon towers atop the city walls stood like iron, like a pair of eyes gazing out at the western desert. The three-star flag, bearing the Chinese character "Tang," fluttered in the wind, as if announcing to heaven and earth the might of the greatest nation in the four continents.

With Beaker's reminder, Tang Xuanci realized that they had been traveling through mountains and rivers and had already deviated from the Silk Road and crossed the border of the Tang Dynasty.

"We took the wrong road. Yumen Pass is over there."

Tang Xuanci pointed at the city and showed it to the monkey who was looking depressed because of the failed robbery, and said with a smile:

“Wukong, you just got out of prison, I’ll take you to the city to have some fun.

“The world has changed a lot in recent years, and there are so many interesting things.

"Although this area looks desolate, Li Shimin has vigorously developed border trade under my leadership in the past two years. He has turned the small, run-down town into a free trade zone, attracting many domestic and foreign caravans to invest and build here. The entertainment industry here is also very developed.

"The second largest casino in Shanbuzhou is in Yumen. I have arranged everything for you. The governors and governors here must obey me. Let's go now.

"First, take a bubble bath and do some Wan-style health care. Then, get a haircut and some clothes. Then, I'll take you to the casino to play poker and golf. In short, let's have all the fun.

"Don't worry, I will make up for all the happiness you've missed out on during these five hundred years down the mountain!"

Oh?
The monkey was stunned when he heard this.

Dongguan-style wellness? Bubble bath? Golf?

To be honest, it was indeed quite curious. After all, Tang Xuanci had been catering to its interests these days and had talked to it a lot about eating, drinking and having fun.

But after hesitating for a moment, it spit the cigarette butt into the snow, looked towards the northwest desert on the other side of the ridge, and said:
"You arrived at Wuzhi Mountain more than a month late, and your recovery took another half a month. How can you have time to play now?

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva asked me to ensure that you arrive at the Avalokitesvara Monastery in Xiujin Mountain in U-Tsang before the twelfth lunar month, but we have just left Wuzhi Mountain.

"How many days are left?"

Tang Xuanci lit two cigarettes, gave it one, and advised:

"It's only a few days away. It'll take at least two months to walk from here to U-Tsang, right? And outside the Tang Dynasty, there are bound to be even more monsters.

"We can't get there anyway, so what does it matter if we're a few days late?
"This isn't your problem, and it's certainly not mine. Being hunted by so many monsters and Taoist thieves is called force majeure, understand?

"This exemption clause is included in the contract I signed to obtain the scriptures."

The monkey looked at him strangely and frowned:
"I call you a lazy and slippery monk.

"When you're asked to go to the West, you either feel dizzy or have back pain!

"Why do I feel like you don't want to go at all and are deliberately delaying time?

“Hehe, normally it takes two months to travel from here to U-Tsang, but we can walk there in just two or three days.

"Even if there are clairvoyants in the sky, they can't take you flying. But with my ability, I can ride the wind on the ground. Who can stop me?"

When Tang Xuanci heard this, he cursed in his heart, thinking that this damn monkey was planning to check his watch and take him to his destination one stop at a time.

Damn, if that’s the case, then all the time wasted before wasted?
(End of this chapter)