Journey to the West: The gods and Buddhas panicked when the monkey was trapped inside him.

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Above the clouds in the ninth heaven.

When the Bodhisattva Pilanpo saw Tang Sanzang below solemnly deciding to take a detour, her expression changed.

She turned to look at the Guanyin Bodhisattva beside her, her tone somewhat anxious.

"Venerable one, this Tang Sanzang is stubborn by nature. When he says he will take a detour, he really will."

"If they go along the riverbank, the tribulation of the Flowing Sand River will not be complete, and Juanlian will not be able to successfully become an apprentice."

"You'd better hurry up and help Tang Sanzang subdue that curtain."

Guanyin Bodhisattva sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, her expression calm and without any panic.

"Bodhisattva Vimalamitra need not be impatient."

"I had already made arrangements for this matter. I have ordered Muzha to come with my decree and gourd to subdue the Curtain."

"Judging by the time, he should arrive at the Liusha River soon, without delay."

really.

Wait until noon.

Under the blazing sun, Tang Sanzang and his disciples sat on the shore eating dry rations.

A lucky cloud drifted in from afar, and Mu Zha, holding a red gourd, landed steadily on the sandy beach by the Liusha River.

Muzha walked up to Tang Sanzang and bowed with one hand.

"Little Fairy Huian, by the decree of Guanyin Bodhisattva, has come to help the holy monk subdue the water demons and cross the Flowing Sand River."

Tang Sanzang stood up and returned the greeting.

"Thank you for your help, Venerable One."

Mu Zha turned and walked to the water's edge, gathered his energy in his dantian, and shouted loudly at the churning river.

"Sha Wujing! Show yourself at once and come with me to pay homage to the pilgrim!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surface of the Liusha River immediately parted to create a waterway.

General Rolling Curtain dared not delay, quickly stepped out of the water, came to the shore, and bowed down in front of Tang Sanzang.

Muzha turned to look at Tang Sanzang.

"Holy monk, this person was originally a general in the Heavenly Court who was demoted to the mortal realm for breaking a glass lamp."

"The Bodhisattva instructed him to wait here and become a Dharma protector disciple of the holy monk."

Tang Sanzang looked at the roll-up curtain in front of him and thought to himself that it was the same old story again.

Tang Sanzang already had a good idea of ​​what was going on. He calmly looked at Sha Wujing and asked the question that he had already asked three times.

"Wujing, this humble monk asks you, today you have accepted me as your master and are willing to protect me on my journey to the West, is this truly sincere and heartfelt?"

"If you are only reluctant because you are forced by the Bodhisattva's decree, you may speak frankly, and this humble monk will never force you."

General Rolling Curtain recalled the words that the Bodhisattva had specially come to give him.

He immediately raised his head, his face full of sincerity, and answered decisively.

"Master, you are wise to know that I am truly doing this willingly!"

"This disciple has suffered greatly here, longing for Master's arrival day and night."

"As long as I can follow my master westward to cleanse my sins, I am willing to endure any hardship!"

Tang Sanzang stared at him for a while, his gaze finally settling on the string of sandalwood prayer beads around Sha Wujing's neck.

Tang Sanzang spoke again, asking the most crucial question.

"You've ruled this Flowing Sand River for many years, have you ever eaten a person?"

Upon hearing this, Sha Wujing's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

He subconsciously touched the Buddhist prayer beads around his neck.

The nine skulls had long been transformed into sandalwood prayer beads by the Bodhisattva, who even used his merits to cover up the karmic burdens on his body with golden light.

Sha Wujing took a deep breath, met Tang Sanzang's gaze, and spoke in a calm tone, without a single flaw.

"Replying to Master."

"Although I am a sinner, I have always kept in mind the teachings of the Bodhisattva."

"This river is teeming with fish, turtles, shrimp, and crabs. I rely on these aquatic creatures for my livelihood and have never harmed a single passerby."

"Please investigate, Master."

Tang Sanzang carefully observed Sha Wujing's expression and looked at his string of Buddhist beads that emitted a faint golden light of merit, but in the end, he couldn't find any flaws.

Tang Sanzang nodded, his expression softening.

"Since you are truly devoted to Buddhism and have not committed any acts of killing, this humble monk will accept you as my disciple today."

"Since the Bodhisattva has bestowed upon you the Dharma name Wujing, then continue to use it."

"Today, this humble monk bestows upon you the Dharma name Sha Wujing and formally accepts you as my disciple."

Sha Wujing felt as if he had been granted a pardon and kowtowed three times.

"Thank you for taking me in, sir!"

Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong, who were standing nearby, looked at each other as they watched this scene.

Pigsy, standing behind, nudged Monkey with his elbow and secretly transmitted his voice to him.

"Brother Monkey, look at this roller shutter. It looks even more impressive than I, Old Pig."

Sun Wukong glanced at him sideways, a slight smile playing on his lips, and replied telepathically.

"They're all seasoned foxes; who can't put on a good show?"

Pigsy chuckled, his voice carrying a hint of mischief.

"Monkey King".

"What do you think the master's reaction will be if he finds out the truth about the roller blinds later?"

After spending more than half a year together, Pigsy had long since figured out Tang Sanzang's personality.

Tang Sanzang was intolerant of any wrongdoing and took the matter of demons harming people very seriously.

Over the years, Rolling Curtain has devoured countless people in Liusha River, leaving behind a trail of bloodshed.

If Tang Sanzang knew about these circumstances, he would definitely not let him go, let alone accept him as a disciple.

Sun Wukong's expression remained unchanged, and he replied telepathically with a smile on his lips.

"If you don't tell, and I don't tell, then the Buddhists will never tell either."

"How could Master, a mere mortal, know about these old grievances?"

Sun Wukong glanced at Zhu Bajie.

"Are you planning to tell the master the truth about how the bamboo curtain had eaten people?"

Pigsy waved his hands repeatedly, muttering to himself.

"How could that be!"

"I, Old Pig, would never do something so thankless."

"Wouldn't it be great if everyone got together to put on a show and easily obtained merit?"

Why bother digging up other people's secrets and creating unnecessary trouble for yourself?

Sun Wukong nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this.

"It's good that you understand."

"Let's keep the killings that Rolling Curtain committed in the past to ourselves and not bring them up to cause trouble."

Pigsy patted his chest and transmitted his voice.

"Don't worry, Brother Monkey, I, Old Pig, know exactly what's going on and I would never say anything out of line."

At this moment, Tang Sanzang turned around and waved to the two of them.

"Wukong, Bajie, come here."

"This is your third junior brother, Sha Wujing. From now on, you will be fellow disciples and should look after each other."

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie immediately stopped their subtle teasing and put on a warm and attentive demeanor, striding forward to greet him.

Sun Wukong grabbed Sha Wujing's arm and beamed with joy.

"Oh dear, Brother Sha! From now on, we're family. With you sharing the burden on the road, old Sun's life will be much easier!"

Pigsy patted Sandy's sturdy shoulder familiarly and laughed heartily.

"Brother Sha is so robust; he's clearly skilled at heavy work!"

"Now that I have the job of carrying loads, I really need to thank you properly, senior brother!"

Sha Wujing quickly bowed to the two of them.

"Greetings, Senior Brother. Greetings, Second Senior Brother. From now on, I will rely entirely on your care."

Seeing that the roles of the master and his disciples had been decided, Mu Zha stepped forward.

"Holy Monk, now that you have completed the discipleship ceremony, I will escort you across the river."

Mu Zha pointed, and the sandalwood prayer beads around Sha Wujing's neck instantly flew into the air and fell into the Liusha River.

The prayer beads grow longer in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they transform into a steady little boat.

Muzha then took out a red gourd and placed it at the bow of the boat as a marker.

"Holy monk, please board the ship."

Tang Sanzang, leading the white dragon horse, and his three disciples, steadily boarded the Dharma boat.

Mu Zha stood on the bank, making a hand seal with one hand, and the magic boat cut through the turbid waves, sailing steadily and swiftly towards the opposite bank of the Liusha River.