I have a role in the heavens

Sun Wukong couldn't bear Tang Xuanzang's lament, so he closed his eyes again, ignoring his gaze asking Sun Wukong for help, and spoke.

"Why are you in a hurry? I can't do it without your mount. Just wait and see!"

After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he sat cross-legged and meditated without any thoughts of subduing the white dragon. Seeing this, Tang Xuanzang sat on the ground with a sad face and could only sigh helplessly.

Sun Wukong was not in a hurry, as expected, someone was anxious. The little white dragon under the water was dumbfounded when he saw that Sun Wukong ignored him at all. Didn't he agree that if he swallowed the white horse, Sun Wukong would surrender to him, and then he would surrender and transform into The white dragon horse carried Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty all the way to the west, spreading some merits and virtues in order to improve his cultivation. Why did this monkey feel uneasy about the script and just stopped acting? What should we do now?

Bai Long thought about it secretly for a long time, and suddenly a flash of joy flashed in his eyes. His opponent actually didn't act according to the script. The time to test his acting skills has come, and now he can only play as he pleases.

The little white dragon rose into the air again, got out of the water, and stopped in the void. He looked down at Sun Wukong and Tang Xuanzang who were sitting on the ground. His eyes paused on Sun Wukong for a moment, and then turned away. But he heard My uncle Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, once said that Sun Wukong had unparalleled magical powers and was a great magical power in the ancient world. He was not someone he could provoke. Therefore, I was afraid that I would not be able to use my methods in front of him to kidnap Tang Xuanzang, otherwise he would not know who he was. Because of his identity, if he was accidentally killed, that would be an injustice.

Xiao Bailong's body couldn't help but tremble, and he put this terrible thought behind him. After much deliberation, there was only one way to go for the present, which was to directly engage in friendship and explain his origin and purpose clearly.

Xiao Bailong knew that he could sneak into the Buddhist sutra collection team, but because of Buddhism's conspiracy to pay compensation for the Jinghe Dragon King, his uncle Ao Guang got the opportunity by asking for help from Huanglong Zhenren of Magu Cave in Erlong Mountain. Otherwise, How could Buddhism allow itself to share in the merits of obtaining sutras and luck?

Tang Xuanzang looked at the white dragon in the sky and couldn't help but tremble with fear. He looked at Sun Wukong beside him. Only Sun Wukong could give him a sense of security at this time.

Sun Wukong then slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Bailong, wanting to see what this dragon was going to do.

The little white dragon moved and transformed into a heroic young man, dressed in white robes with a sword on his waist. He took two steps, bowed to Sun Wukong and said.

"Xihai Ao Lie has met the Great Sage!"

When Sun Wukong heard that Xiao Bailong was born in the West Sea Dragon Palace, a smile appeared on his face. He supported Xiao Bailong and took a look at his cultivation. He was also in the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, so he had good qualifications. He said with a smile.

"It turns out to be the Prince of Xihai. I wonder what you are doing here?"

Ao Lie glanced at Tang Xuanzang, turned his gaze away, and explained to Sun Wukong.

"My uncle has secured a place for me to obtain scriptures. I need to transform into a mount and carry a holy monk to the West to gain some merit and make a breakthrough in my cultivation. That's why I'm waiting here!"

Sun Wukong nodded understandingly. He also knew that the pilgrims to the West had the merit and luck to preach, so he agreed to escort Tang Xuanzang to the West that day. He also had the intention of accumulating merit and luck and achieving a breakthrough in cultivation.

"In this case, you and Master Xuanzang can explain it and we can get on our way!"

Ao Lie nodded, then walked to Tang Xuanzang and helped him up. I don’t know how he explained it, but after a while, he turned into a white dragon horse and carried Tang Xuanzang on his back. Seeing this, Sun Wukong got up. Following behind, the white dragon horse is indeed not comparable to any ordinary horse. It is extremely fast. In this way, it can save a lot of traveling time and reach the West as soon as possible.

The vast truth is like climbing to the other shore, and sincerely ascending to the spiritual mountain. As the few people moved forward, the red sun was sinking in the west and the sky was getting late. They saw: the light clouds were stirring and the mountains were dimly covered by the moon. The sky is covered with frost and cold, and the wind is blowing all around. When the lone bird leaves, the sky is vast and the clouds are shining brightly in the distance and the mountains are low. Thousands of trees roar in the sparse forest, and a single ape cries in the empty ridge. After a long journey with no trace of human beings, it’s night when we return to the boat after thousands of miles. Sanzang was watching from a distance on his horse, and suddenly he saw a village courtyard by the roadside.

Sun Wukong and Tang Xuanzang came to the gate of the villa. Tang Xuanzang got off the white dragon horse and went to knock on the door. Sun Wukong would not do such a thing. He would not be used to Tang Xuanzang, a monk. As long as Tang Xuanzang could reach the West alive, Even if his mission was completed, he would not care about whether Tang Xuanzang would be hungry or thirsty on the road. This made Tang Xuanzang less squeamish and more independent. Not that he would starve or freeze to death.

The two rested for a night in the courtyard of the manor. The master also gave them a set of saddles, bridles, bridles, and bridles, and everything they needed for the horse was complete. The carved saddle is decorated with colorful Cambodian silver stars, and the precious stool is shining with flying golden threads. The drawer is lined with several layers of velvet thatch and tied with three strands of purple silk rope. The head of the bridle is decorated with flowers and flowers, and the cloud fan depicts the shape of gold and dancing animals. The ring is chewed and hammered into tempered iron, and the two hangings are dipped in water to form hairy tassels. Each of them was a good thing, and Tang Xuanzang placed it on the white dragon horse. It turned out to be a very powerful horse, which made Tang Xuanzang very happy.

The two of them bid farewell to their master and traveled for another two months without encountering any major incidents. At most they were bandits, jackals, tigers and leopards. With Sun Wukong protecting them, Tang Xuanzang was not harmed at all. It's so fast, and it's early spring, but you can see the mountains and forests are green, the grass and trees are sprouting green buds; the plum blossoms have faded, and the willow eyes have just opened. The sun sets in the west. Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty reined his horse and looked from afar. In the valley, there were shadows of towers and deep palaces.

Sun Wukong also opened his fiery eyes and took in everything in the mountain. He remained calm and allowed Tang Xuanzang to walk forward, closely following him.

Tang Xuanzang rode his horse and looked up at the mountain gate. It turned out to be a temple. But seeing the layers of palaces and pavilions, stacked corridors and rooms, outside the Sanshan Gate, there are thousands of majestic colorful clouds covering them; in front of the Wufu Hall, thousands of bright red mist surrounds. There are two roads of pine trees and one forest of junipers and cypresses. Two roads of pines and bamboos are quiet and quiet regardless of age; a forest of junipers and cypresses is colorful and beautiful. I also saw that the bell and drum towers were high and the pagoda was steep. The Zen monk is calm and peaceful, and the singing of the trees and birds is leisurely. Loneliness without dust is really lonely, pure and empty, there is a way and the fruit is pure and empty. Shangshajiyuan is hidden in a green nest, and it is a beautiful scenery called Sai Po Po. Sure enough, there are few people in the Pure Land, but there are many famous mountain monks in the world.

Tang Xuanzang got off his horse and was about to enter the door, when he saw a group of monks walking out of the door. Wearing a left hairpin hat and pure clothes. Double earrings with copper rings, and silk belt to tie the waist. The straw is carried steadily, and the wooden fish is lifted in the hand. Always recite in your mouth, Prajna will always take refuge. When Tang Xuanzang saw him, he stood by the door, put his hands together, saluted, and called Amitabha. The monk quickly responded to the salute and asked.

"Where are you from? Please come in and offer tea."

After Tang Xuanzang explained his origin and identity clearly, he followed a group of monks into the temple and saw four big words written in the main hall: Guanyin Temple.