Journey to the West: Upon seeing the Yellow-Eyebrowed Demon, why not pay homage?

"Zhifeng, why is the Flying Dragon Staff in your hands? Could it be that Bodhisattva Lingji sent you?" Huangmei suddenly said.

Inside the Stone Mansion, Zhifeng's expression changed drastically. He subconsciously prepared to deny it, but was forcibly interrupted by Shancai Longnu patting his shoulder.

Huang Mei waited for a while, and seeing that the other party had no reaction, he slowly narrowed his eyes:

"After being killed once, you don't even have the courage to reply?"

Zhi Feng's lips twitched, and he silently clenched his fists.

He knew that ignoring the other party at this stage would greatly reduce the possibility of being targeted, but this guy's mouth was too sharp; a seemingly casual remark could make someone furious.

"Fine, since you're so determined to be a coward, I'll grant your wish and spread the word among the people for you," Huang Mei said, turning around.

Zhi Feng's forehead veins bulged, and he suddenly turned around to look at the Dragon Girl.

Sudhana could only comfort him, saying, "A true man knows when to yield and when to stand firm."

Zhi Feng gritted his teeth, holding his breath and remaining silent.

In the Weak Water.

As Bai Susu followed Huang Mei upwards, using her magic to counteract the power of the Weak Water, she said softly, "Zhi Feng's temperament is much stronger than before."

Huang Mei said, "That's understandable. Times have changed. If one isn't a hero, one can't even step through the gates of Mount Ling, let alone become an attendant of Bodhisattva Lingji. Ordinary people know the principle of learning from mistakes, so how could such a hero not know?"

Bai Susu said with some concern, "If he gets stronger and stronger, wouldn't that be very disadvantageous for us?"

Huang Mei laughed heartily, "He'll only get stronger, and won't we be too? Believe me, his growth rate definitely won't catch up with ours!"

There are things he knows, but he can't say them out loud.

For example, if someone has a system that allows them to cheat, unless Zhifeng is also a transmigrator with a cheat ability, it would be difficult for him to compete with cheaters in terms of his talent.

Within the Three Realms, those born with divine abilities, like Erlang Shen and Sun Wukong, are ultimately only a minority!

On the other end.

The story goes that Tang Sanzang and his disciples sometimes traveled fast and sometimes slow. They saw cicadas chirping in the withered willows and a great fire flowing westward. Gradually, they arrived at the Liusha River, where they were blocked by the boundless river.

"How can there be such a wide river here?" Sanzang dismounted and murmured.

"You're asking us?" Sun Wukong retorted.

Sanzang: "..."

"This is no ordinary river, it's the Weak Water River," Pigsy said solemnly, scooping up some water.

Sanzang quickly asked, "What is the Weak Water River?"

Sun Wukong pointed to a stone tablet: "Master, please take a look."

Sanzang silently recited the four lines of poetry, then frowned and said, "Is it truly true that even a goose feather cannot float?"

Sun Wukong smiled, cast a spell to conjure a goose feather, and threw it towards the Flowing Sand River.

As a result, after the goose feather reached the surface of the river, a strange suction force suddenly appeared, not only pulling the goose feather into the water, but also pulling it all the way to the bottom.

Sanzang: "..."

Even a goose feather can't float, let alone a boat.

But without a boat, how could he, a mere mortal, cross the river?

Thinking of this, he immediately looked at his two incredibly powerful disciples with longing.

Sun Wukong pretended not to see it, but Zhu Bajie couldn't remain silent, so he feigned a sigh:

"Master, if possible, I, Old Pig, will definitely carry you across the river."

The problem is, the power of this Weak Water is too strong, and you, Master, are only a mortal being. The combination of the two is as heavy as Mount Tai. How can I possibly bear it?

Knowing that his supernatural powers were inferior to those of the monkey, Sanzang immediately called out, "Wukong?"

Sun Wukong shook his head and asked, "Master, why didn't the Bodhisattva just give you the scriptures directly, but instead sent you to retrieve them?"

Tripitaka said, "Of course, the true scriptures are precious and must be sought with a sincere heart."

"This is it."

Sun Wukong said, "In short, the rule of the journey to the West is to personally experience hardships and achieve enlightenment."

A journey of 108,000 li (approximately 54,000 kilometers) can be taken on foot or on horseback, but it cannot be flown there.

Otherwise, why would the little white dragon have transformed into a white dragon horse?

Sanzang: "..."

After all this idle chatter, we still can't cross the river.

If we can't cross the river and go to Mount Ling, how can we obtain the scriptures?

Just as he was feeling distressed, he saw a woodcutter carrying two bundles of firewood slowly approaching.

A golden light flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, but he didn't detect any demonic aura. Instead, he sensed a pure and ethereal quality. He thought to himself:

"Could it be some celestial being descended to earth to guide us on how to cross the river?"

Just then, Sanzang stopped the woodcutter and asked, "Brother woodcutter, do you know how to cross the river?"

The woodcutter looked him up and down, then shook his head and said, "No, no, you're just a mortal; how can you cross this Weak Water Flowing Sand River?"

Sanzang was astonished: "Is it only immortals who can cross the river?"

"No, that's not it."

The woodcutter said, "But the conditions are too harsh; I'm afraid you won't be able to complete it."

"Whatever your conditions, just tell me," Sun Wukong said with a smile, already certain that this was the immortal guiding them.

The woodcutter pointed to the river and said, "There is a man-eating demon in this river. Over the years, he has eaten nine pilgrims and strung their skulls together to make a magical artifact that can carry people across the river. But he has a strange temper and is fierce and powerful, so he will definitely not help you."

Sun Wukong thought to himself, "This is probably the first trial."

Sanzang was overjoyed and turned to look at his two disciples:

"Which of you will go to the river and borrow that magical implement so we can cross?"

Pigsy shrank back: "My eldest brother is so powerful, it's only right that he go."

Sun Wukong immediately shook his head vigorously, saying, "No, no, I, Old Sun, am not skilled in naval warfare. What if we can't negotiate and end up fighting? Wouldn't that be terrible?"

Pigsy rolled his eyes in anger: "You damned monkey, don't try to fool me with that excuse! If you don't know anything about naval warfare, how did you get this Ruyi Jingu Bang?"

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "I am a close neighbor of the Dragon King. Since he had no use for this divine iron, he just gave it to me."

Pigsy: "..."

How come this monkey has acquired some of the charm of Junior Uncle?

Could it be that one becomes stained red by one's surroundings, and black by one's surroundings?

"Bajie, thank you for making this trip."

Since Sanzang couldn't control Sun Wukong, he had no choice but to speak to Zhu Bajie.

Helpless, Pigsy silently summoned his Nine-Toothed Rake and plunged into the river.

Sanzang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was about to thank the woodcutter when he saw that the man had already walked far away. He exclaimed in surprise, "That woodcutter walks so fast!"

Sun Wukong chuckled and said nothing more.

However, neither the master nor the disciple expected that after the woodcutter was far out of their sight, he went straight into the Flowing Sand River and entered the Flowing Sand Water Palace before Pigsy did, transforming into the appearance of the Good Fortune Dragon Girl.

"Pengzhu, is Huangmei in the westward journey group?"

Upon seeing her in person, Zhifeng immediately stood up and asked nervously.

Sudhana shook her head: "Not here."

Zhi Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "Perhaps he realized it was hopeless and retreated?"

The Dragon Girl said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid it's not that simple. As far as I know, he is not someone who gives up easily."

Zhifeng: "..."

So, the fact that the other party wasn't in the westward journey group was actually a bad thing!

Yellow Eyebrows, what are you doing?