Journey to the West: Three Thousand Entries, My Disciple Becomes a Saint and I Prove the Way

Zhuzi Country.

The return of the Golden Saint Lady made the whole country celebrate.

The palace was bustling.

In the palace, the king of Zhuzi Country held a banquet to entertain Chen Xuanzang, Sun Wukong, Ao Lie and others.

"Thank you Master Xuanzang for saving me."

He held up a wine glass and condescended to Chen Xuanzang, saying respectfully.

"It's just a small favor."

He took the wine glass and drank it all.

Bringing out the Golden Saint Lady was just a matter of convenience, but it was a pity that he didn't know who Sai Taisui was riding.

Then, the king of Zhuzi Country came to Sun Wukong, Ao Lie and Tianpeng one by one.

After thanking him, he returned to his seat.

With a big wave of his hand.

He said proudly: "I won't go home until I'm drunk today."

The ministers stood up and drank together.

He said congratulatory words.

At this time, the Golden Saint Lady came in her makeup.

The king of Zhuzi Kingdom showed a look of joy, and stood up to pull her.

Suddenly, an electric current rushed into his body, frightening him so much that his face changed and he almost fell down.

"Your Majesty!"

Golden Saint Niangniang was anxious and wanted to step forward to help her, but when she thought of the precious clothes she was wearing, she stopped again.

"Master Xuanzang, why can't I touch you?"

He was stunned.

At this time, the sky was full of rosy clouds, and the fairy light descended.

"I'm here."

A fairy voice came.

An old man with a fairy-like appearance appeared.

"Zi Yang Zhenren!"

Tian Peng looked up and saw the person coming, and was slightly startled.

The immortals appeared, and the king of Zhuzi Kingdom and his ministers hurried to pay homage.

Mysterious auras emerged and gathered towards Zi Yang Zhenren.

"Greetings to the immortals."

The shouts were like thunder, resounding through the inner courtyard of the palace.

"Get up, I came here today just to take away my five-colored cloud robe."

A deep voice came.

Zi Yang Zhenren waved his whisk, trying to take back the precious robe worn by Jin Sheng Niangniang.

This precious robe is the five-colored cloud robe, the treasure of Zi Yang Zhenren.

The king of Zhu Ziguo was delighted after hearing this.

It turned out that his wife was wearing a treasure of the gods, no wonder he couldn't touch it.

"Huh?"

Zi Yang Zhenren had already stretched out his hand, just waiting for the five-colored cloud robe to fly back.

But a few breaths passed, and the five-colored cloud robe was not taken off from Jin Sheng Niangniang.

When he looked closely, he saw Sun Wukong standing in front of her.

"Great Sage, what are you doing?"

He was a little confused.

"It's not so easy to take away the treasured robe."

It was easy for Sun Wukong to remove the restrictions of the five-colored cloud robe.

He just wanted to see who would appear in the end.

Since the Buddhists in Lingshan Mountain in the West were afraid that he would kill their mounts or pets.

But how could he know whose mount it was?

This account must be settled.

Did he think that it would be enough to take it back?

"This..."

The King of Zhuzi Country was confused and turned to look at Chen Xuanzang.

"My king, don't worry, the precious clothes on the queen will be removed."

Chen Xuanzang spoke, asking him not to worry so much.

What else could he do? Whether it was them or the immortal, it was impossible to offend them.

On the other hand, Sun Wukong had already flown in front of Ziyang Zhenren.

"Ziyang Zhenren, right? Tell me whose mount is Sai Taisui in Taisui Mansion."

Sun Wukong asked directly.

Ziyang Zhenren frowned when he heard this.

He looked up as if he was very surprised.

How did Journey to the West become like this?

"Great Sage, what do you mean?"

"I don't quite understand."

Zi Yang Zhenren asked back.

"Zi Yang Zhenren, don't act crazy and stupid in front of me, if you don't tell me, don't even think about getting your precious clothes back."

Sun Wukong raised his hand and waved, and the colorful clothes instantly broke away from the Golden Saint Goddess.

Falling into his hands.

"Great Sage, don't make mistakes."

Zi Yang Zhenren said angrily when he saw this.

"Hahaha, I give you face."

Sun Wukong sneered and released the pressure of the Hunyuan Jinxian towards Zi Yang Zhenren.

Zi Yang Zhenren's face changed drastically in an instant, as if he knelt on the ground with a bang.

"How could you..."

There was a storm in his heart.

This is the pressure of a quasi-sage, absolutely the pressure of a quasi-sage.

Pressure cannot deceive people.

If you don't have the cultivation of a quasi-sage, you can never release the pressure of a quasi-sage.

"Shame on you, tell me, whose mount is Sai Tai Sui."

Sun Wukong didn't believe that Zi Yang Zhenren didn't know whose mount was Sai Tai Sui.

Otherwise, how could he dare to put the precious clothes on Jin Sheng Niangniang.

After all, this is something that offends people.

"Cough cough cough!"

"Great Sage, don't make a mistake."

Zi Yang Zhenren coughed while suppressing the pressure.

"You gave me face, right? You really think I dare not kill you."

Sun Wukong's breath was cold, and he shook his body, emitting the aura of Hunyuan Jinxian.

Zi Yang Zhenren suddenly vomited blood.

His face was grim.It was extremely ferocious, not like an immortal at all.

"Tell me, whose mount is Sai Tai Sui."

Zi Yang Zhenren was horrified, and a sense of suffocation of death came over him.

Sun Wukong really dared to kill him.

How dare he.

But when I think of Sun Wukong's cultivation as a quasi-saint, there are probably not many people in the Three Realms who can take him down.

"It's... it's Guanyin Bodhisattva's mount, Jinmaohu."

Zi Yang Zhenren dared not to say it, as if he was afraid that he would be killed if he hesitated a little.

"Heh, it's Guanyin Bodhisattva again!"

Sun Wukong was cold and chilly.

The goldfish spirit in Tongtian River, now Sai Tai Sui.

It's really ridiculous.

Is this what is called saving the suffering and being compassionate?

It's ridiculous.

"What role do you play in this difficulty?"

Killing intent emerged, and the coldness enveloped.

Zi Yang Zhenren's body kept shaking.

"Great Sage, I did not participate, but I just couldn't bear to see the Golden Saint Lady being defiled by Sai Tai Sui."

"So I gave the Golden Saint Lady the Five-Colored Clouds Robe to prevent her from being humiliated."

He hurriedly explained.

He was afraid that he would die if he hesitated for a moment.

"Go away."

Zi Yang Zhenren didn't even dare to ask Sun Wukong for the Five-Colored Clouds Robe.

He hurried back to heaven.

The King of Zhuzi Country and his ministers were shocked.

Zi Yang Zhenren's words made them all stand still.

It turned out that it was Guanyin Bodhisattva's mount that abducted the Golden Saint Lady.

But why?

Isn't Guanyin Bodhisattva supposed to save the suffering?

Could it be that his mount secretly descended to the world to become a demon, so this happened?

It was hard for them to believe that Guanyin Bodhisattva asked his mount to abduct the Golden Saint Lady.

"Your Majesty, now you should know who separated you and your wife."

Sun Wukong landed and said lightly.

"I, I..."

The King of Zhuzi Country hesitated, not knowing how to express himself.

The whole country believes in Buddhism, and believing in Buddhism can save suffering and save all living beings.

But now he is told that the Buddhist master he believes in is doing such dirty things.

They feel that the faith they believe in is collapsing.

"We should go."

Sun Wukong called Chen Xuanzang, Ao Lie, Tianpeng, and Juanlian, and it was time to continue the journey to the west.

As for Zhuzi Country, it depends on how he chooses.

The facts are in front of us.

The Bodhisattva Guanyin, who claims to save suffering and compassion, really let his mount kidnap the Golden Saint.

If the King of Zhuzi Country knew what the goldfish spirit of Tongtian River did, he would probably be even more shocked.