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

"stop!"

In the blink of an eye, just as the six little demons raised their three white bodies high, a thunderous shout suddenly rang out from the sky.

Pigsy was overjoyed and exclaimed, "It's Junior Uncle! Junior Uncle is here!"

"What are you standing there for? He told you to stop, so just stop! Throw it away!" the female shopkeeper shouted.

The six little demons seemed to wake from a dream, and they all threw their bodies toward the big pot.

"Whoosh!"

In the nick of time, a chime mallet shot out from the void, growing larger and larger until it lay horizontally above the iron pot, catching the three of them steadily.

The next moment, a figure arrived from the west, riding on golden auspicious clouds, and roared, "Insolence!"

"Stop him!"

The female shopkeeper suddenly summoned two kitchen knives and strode towards the iron pot.

The demons in the courtyard soared into the air, brandishing various weapons and fiercely slashing at the awe-inspiring figure.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Huang Mei unleashed the Golden Bell Shield technique in mid-air, his body shimmering with golden light, which rapidly condensed into a transparent golden bell. While deflecting various weapons, it continuously rammed into demons, causing them to plummet with the force of Mount Tai crashing down.

"boom!"

The moment it landed, a shockwave rippled outwards, and the surrounding lesser demons flew up like leaves, smashing the iron pot and the surrounding wall to pieces.

"Awesome! Awesome! Awesome!" Pigsy shouted excitedly.

Sha Wujing was also filled with excitement. He looked up at the god-like figure in the courtyard and let out a long roar.

This way of making an entrance, this method of retaliation, regardless of its actual destructive power, looks truly formidable, unparalleled in its ferocity.

In reality, the lesser demons that were knocked away only screamed in agony; not a single one died on the spot...

"I'll cover you, run!" The female shopkeeper suddenly leaped up, wielding two swords, and fiercely slashed at the Golden Bell Shield.

"Clang!"

The twin swords slammed heavily into the top of the Golden Bell Shield, producing a deafening roar.

The little demons were instantly awakened and hurriedly scattered in all directions.

"Overestimating one's abilities."

Huang Mei snorted coldly, raised his hand and delivered a powerful punch to the female shopkeeper's abdomen.

The female shopkeeper narrowly avoided the punch, but immediately a large foot came straight for her face.

In the critical moment, she had no choice but to cross her two swords in front of her, trying to avoid a fatal blow.

"Bang!"

Her foot slammed directly into the twin swords, instantly sending the woman flying, swords and all. The female shopkeeper even spat out a mouthful of blood mist mid-air.

Huang Mei, seizing the advantage, pressed his advantage, taking out a golden cymbal, splitting it in two, and then snapping it back together with a clang. He then used his "Sleeve Universe Technique" to retrieve the cymbal, turning to say:

"The creatures covered by the golden bell will turn into blood and water within three days and nights, leaving no trace of their bodies. This will be considered as a way of venting your anger."

Both Pigsy and Sandy let out a long breath, their emotions still surging.

With his hands clasped together, Sanzang finally felt relieved: "Amitabha."

His attitude towards humans and demons was ultimately different. At that time, Sun Wukong killed several bandits who wanted to harm him, which made him quite unhappy.

But witnessing Huang Mei slay the demon with his own eyes, he felt no ill will, only the relief of surviving a calamity...

With a wave of his hand, Huang Mei scooped up the three people's clothes and draped them over their shoulders: "Sorry I'm late."

Sanzang felt a little ashamed and shook his head, saying, "It's not too late, it's just that I was too late in chanting the mantra."

If he had listened to Wu Neng and Wu Jing's words and had recited the mantra of the Buddha of the East while in his room, he probably wouldn't have had to go through this ordeal.

Huang Mei smiled, activated the chime mallet, and set the three of them down: "Where's Wukong? Why isn't he here?"

The three hurriedly got dressed, and Pigsy quickly explained, "There was a bit of an accident at Flower Fruit Mountain, and our eldest brother has taken leave to go back and deal with it."

Huang Mei suddenly realized, "These monsters really know how to pick their timing!"

"Who can argue with that?"

Pigsy said, "Fortunately, Junior Uncle, you taught my master the summoning method, otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Upon hearing this, Sanzang's heart stirred slightly, and he took the initiative to express his gratitude, saying:

"I almost forgot, thank you for showing up in time and saving me from danger."

Huang Mei waved his hand and said, "It's my duty, Master, you don't need to stand on ceremony."

Sanzang then said, "With Wukong gone, the team will inevitably be weak. Could you stay here for a while until Wukong returns?"

He really didn't want to experience something like what happened today a second time, nor did he want to easily recite the name of the future Buddha again.

Pigsy hurriedly said, "Master is right! Junior Uncle, the journey westward is shrouded in demonic fog. With our eldest brother, the pillar of support, absent, it's time for you to shoulder the responsibility. You can't leave!"

His feelings were complicated.

On the one hand, they want to take on important responsibilities and stand on their own, so that others will know their own abilities.

On the other hand, they are unwilling to be "suckers" or "henchmen," and even less willing to do hard work or take on more responsibility.

If he hadn't had the experience of almost being eaten, he might have preferred the first option.

But now, he still feels more comfortable living a carefree life!

Huang Mei remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded under the tense yet expectant gazes of the three:

"Very well, since I do have the status of a Dharma protector, I will wait until Wukong returns."

The three were overjoyed, but none of them realized that, in terms of cultivation level alone, Huang Mei was not only inferior to Sun Wukong, but even to Sha Wujing.

But ironically, his impression on the three of them had always been that of a powerful and mysterious person, and today's act of saving them only further solidified this stereotype in their minds!

Two days later.

Huang Mei led the way, followed by Sanzang on horseback, with his two disciples behind them. They walked out of Baihu Ridge safely and smoothly.

[Ding! Congratulations on following the will of Heaven, giving the pilgrims a chance to grow stronger, and leading the team out of difficulties. You have gained 70000 merit points, and your current merit balance is 73000 points.]

Staring at the many zeros after the 7, Huang Mei's eyes involuntarily bulged.

How many?

Seventy thousand?

Good guy.

That's really something.

Tang Sanzang hadn't even suffered much hardship yet; this trial was merely a small test for him, and yet his merit reward doubled!

It is evident that, in accordance with the will of Heaven, the benefits of the eastward transmission of Buddhism were immeasurable.

However, for him, the greater the benefit, the better.

Previously, the Buddha who came from the East had no other choice, but now that he has his own "solution," he will surely do his utmost to protect him.

In other words, he could still use this tiger flag to make a fortune until he was able to protect himself!

After a long while.

Huang Mei silently calmed his agitated emotions, suppressed the smile on his lips, and still reserved three thousand merits for later use. He then transformed all seventy thousand merits he had obtained into cultivation resources.

He was never one to procrastinate, nor did he ever have the idea of ​​accumulating a large amount of merit to exchange for some immortal treasure in the shop.

For now, he has only one thought: to use all his resources to improve his cultivation level.

Magical artifacts are powerful and represent a display of strength, but ultimately they are just external objects.

Cultivating inner peace and receiving external blessings is the true path!