Chapter 1

Once he crossed the Borderline Mountain, he would no longer belong to the Tang Dynasty.

In a foreign land, the yellow soil was desolate, the mountains were steep, and there were countless tigers, wolves, snakes, and insects. Even before he left the Tang Dynasty, he was already full of obstacles. He might not even know if he would survive or how many steps he could take.

Thinking of how he had never considered these things in Chang 'an, Xuanzang was filled with endless sadness. He turned to thank Bo Qin. "Thank you for escorting me all the way. I'll take my leave now."

Bo Qin hurriedly returned the salute. "Elder, please go."

He stood where he was and watched Xuanzang leave.

Xuanzang sighed inwardly, but his footsteps did not slow down at all.

The journey was smooth. There were no tigers or wolves blocking the way. Although the scenery was wild, it did not lose its beauty. Xuanzang was reluctant to part with the scenery on both sides. Unconsciously or unconsciously, he turned back and found that he had already gone far away.

He slowed down and muttered in his heart, "Something is wrong."

He did not see a single animal, not even a sparrow, let alone a beast.

This meant that there was a more powerful monster dominating this place. Other animals did not dare to stay.

Just now, Bo Qin said that the Borderline Mountain was originally called the Five Elements Mountain. 500 years ago, a Divine Monkey was suppressed under the mountain. He was afraid that it was this monster.

At this moment, he felt a gaze pressing on him as if it was examining something. It was like frost and snow falling from the sky without any hindrance. It made his hair stand on end and he shuddered.

Xuanzang did not dare to move for a moment. He opened his mouth to say something, but found that he could not speak at all.

"Monk, let me ask you a question."

A slightly hoarse voice came from the foot of the mountain. It was not loud, but there was a natural majesty that made people tremble. "You were ordered by Avalokitesvara to go to the West from the Tang Dynasty in the East to retrieve the Buddhist scriptures?"

Xuanzang blinked and found that he could move. He instinctively answered, "Yes."

The pressure on him suddenly disappeared, and the voice became a little excited. "Very good!

Come here and let me out! "

Xuanzang mustered up his courage and asked, "W-who are you?"

"You, come here." The voice did not answer, but only ordered.

Xuanzang looked towards the source of the sound and realized that there was a head at the foot of the mountain. The owner of the head was looking at him from head to toe. However, as time passed, moss and weeds grew on the head, and its face was covered in dust. It almost merged with the mountain, so one had to look carefully to recognize it.

Only that pair of eyes, no matter how many years had passed, were still bright and sharp. The golden light was dazzling, as if it could see through everything in the world, causing others to not dare to look directly at it.

He must be the Divine Monkey that Grand Guardian mentioned.

Thinking that he had been suppressed here for more than five hundred years, he must have lived a very bitter life. Xuanzang's heart was filled with pity. Abandoning his fear, he walked over and helped him pick the weeds and dust. "Who are you?" he asked.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the Divine Monkey in astonishment. Although he was young, he had seen many people in Chang 'an. Under the dust, he could vaguely make out the Divine Monkey's sharp eyebrows and sharp edges.

This is a … a handsome one … '

Monkey.

Of course, compared to humans, he was also handsome. However, the sides of his cheeks were furry. Would it prickly to touch?

The Divine Monkey ignored him and said in a much gentler tone, "Since you are the one who is seeking the scriptures, to tell you the truth, I am the Great Sage Equal to Heaven who wreaked havoc in the sky five hundred years ago. I was imprisoned here by Tathagata to atone for my sins. Avalokitesvara enlightened me and asked me to protect you in obtaining the scriptures."

Xuanzang was pleasantly surprised. "Really?

You will protect me in obtaining the scriptures? "

He had experienced many dangers and was frightened every time he took a few steps. This Divine Monkey seemed to be very capable. With him around, he would be safe.

The Divine Monkey was unusually patient. "Of course. If you don't believe me, you can ask Avalokitesvara."

Xuanzang reminded him, "Don't call the Bodhisattva by her honorific name. It's rude."

"I know," the Divine Monkey said impatiently. "Let me out now."

Xuanzang asked, "How can I let you out?"

The Divine Monkey said, "There is a golden invitation from Tathagata on the mountain. You can go and take it off."

Xuanzang looked up. The mountain was not high, but there was a golden light at the top. There was indeed an authentic work of Buddha.

He climbed the mountain with the help of the monk's staff. Unexpectedly, he reached the top almost instantly as if he was carried by the wind. He saw the source of the golden light. There was indeed a golden invitation swaying in the wind.

Xuanzang knelt down and kowtowed to the golden invitation three times. He respectfully reached out his hands to take it off. As soon as he touched it, the golden invitation floated to the horizon.

He was both respectful and fearful. He kowtowed three more times in the direction of the golden invitation before going down the mountain to find the Divine Monkey.

He followed the Divine Monkey's instructions and rode a horse to the west for more than ten miles. Just as he turned around, he heard a deafening sound, which scared him out of his wits. He saw that the Five Elements Mountain had exploded into pieces in the sound. Broken stones flew in all directions, and the scattered dust was mesmerizing. It really looked like the Asura Field in the human world.

A tall figure stood in the yellow dust in the sky. He did not move and was not affected by external things at all.

It was as if he could hold up the whole world.

The earth cracked and the mountains collapsed. It was earth-shattering.

A hero was born.

Xuanzang looked at the scene in a daze. He did not know why he was so shocked that he could not move his eyes away.

The figure seemed to be adapting to the freedom. He did not stay for long and flashed in front of him with his back facing him. "Let's go and learn from the scriptures."

The white horse under him was trembling. It knelt down and could not move at all.

Xuanzang looked at him in a daze.

The Divine Monkey was naked. He was really, really hairy all over!

He had to get off the horse and pull the reins. He asked politely, "Why are you not moving?"

"I was scared." The Divine Monkey turned around and sneered. "Useless. Let me do it."

He took the reins and withdrew his pressure. The white horse was forced to get up.

Xuanzang found that he was a head taller than him. People said that monkeys were short, but this was obviously a giant ape …

"Well." Xuanzang asked carefully, "Do, do you have a name?

My Buddhist name is Xuan … Sanzang. "

Although he was used to the name Xuanzang, Sanzang was given by the Emperor. He did not dare to disobey and was trying hard to get used to it.

"My master gave it to me. My surname is Sun and my name is Wukong," the Divine Monkey said lightly. He pulled the poor white horse forward. Xuanzang had to trot from time to time to keep up.

"Wukong, nice to meet you."

Xuanzang chewed on the name a few times and trotted beside him. "It's a good name. Buddhists also give their names this way. You have an affinity with Buddha …"

After all, they were people who had to travel thousands of miles together. He wanted to be on good terms with the Divine Monkey and get along well.

The Monkey King glanced at him. "My master is a Daoist."

"Daoist is good."

Xuanzang panted intermittently. "Buddha … Buddhism and Daoism are one family … You, Wukong, can you, slow down …"

The Monkey King slowed down and waited for him to walk with him.

"I haven't seen him on the way."

Xuanzang could finally walk normally. He was all smiles and a small dimple appeared on his right cheek. "If only I could have stopped earlier."

The Monkey King mocked him for his incompetence. "How long has it been?"

Xuanzang said, "You can take a shower."

The Monkey King was speechless.

"I'm not saying that you're dirty," Xuanzang hurriedly explained. "You've been at the foot of the mountain for a long time. You'll feel better after washing away the filth."

"And you can also transform into a set of clothes." He couldn't stop once he started talking. "After all, it's not good to be naked …"

Other than the hair all over his body, he was no different from a human. It was really …

It was immoral.

The Monkey King didn't say anything. His thoughts returned to five hundred years ago. He had obtained a set of clothes from the four seas. When he wore it, it shone brilliantly and no one could compare to it.

The glory of the past seemed to be right in front of him. All these years, he recalled it day and night. He didn't want to forget it, he couldn't forget it.

He should step on the sunset and wander the world, and not … accompany a noisy monk!

"If you don't know how to wear clothes, I can teach you. But you're too tall, so you might not be able to find a suitable one. But it's okay, I know how to sew … sew clothes …" Seeing that he didn't respond, Xuanzang's voice became softer and softer. Finally, he stopped.

The Monkey King stopped.

Xuanzang also stopped. His heart was trembling with fear. Could it be that the monk wanted to beat him up because he talked too much? In the past, the monks in the temple annoyed him and almost beat him up. Fortunately, even if the abbot found out …

He followed the Monkey King's line of sight. He didn't know if he didn't see it, but when he saw it, he was shocked. There was a huge rock in front of him, and on the huge rock, there was a big colorful insect.

He was scared by the big insect yesterday, so his legs immediately went soft. "Wukong!"

The Monkey King said, "Wait."

After he finished speaking, he disappeared. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the big insect. He took out a golden stick from nowhere and hit the big insect's head. The big insect didn't resist at all.

Xuanzang's legs went soft again. He watched the Monkey King skin the big insect's body, washed away the blood stains with water, and wrapped the big insect's body around his waist as a leather skirt.

"As expected, the helper recommended by the Bodhisattva is really powerful … I don't have to worry about it in the future …"

The Monkey King stood on the huge rock and looked down at him with the fresh tiger skin and the stick on his shoulder.

Xuanzang understood that he was asking him to go over, so he quickened his pace and went under the huge rock.

When he jumped down, Xuanzang said kindly, "Clothes are not supposed to be worn like this." After all, it was a wild monster. It seemed that he still had a lot to teach it.

The Monkey King turned a deaf ear to him. He was very disgusted with him. He didn't like to be disciplined.

"Don't walk so fast."

Xuanzang hurriedly caught up with him. "I know how to sew clothes. I'll make one for you. The tiger skin on your body is just enough to make one …"

A monk knows how to sew clothes?

The Monkey King stopped, and Xuanzang almost bumped into his back.

"I'll make one for you." Xuanzang said with a smile, panting slightly.

He was still young, and his baby fat had not faded. His white and tender face was like a bun. When he smiled, his eyebrows curved, and his eyes sparkled like little moons. His dimples were the icing on the cake. He was soft and cute, and his voice was also soft. Anyone who saw him would like him, and it was very difficult to refuse him.

He was also very clear about this advantage of his. As long as he smiled and spoke nicely to others, even the fierce-looking monk would turn his head uncomfortably.

The Monkey King stared at him for a long time, and finally took off the tiger skin on his waist.

Xuanzang almost covered his eyes. Fortunately, he controlled himself and didn't lose his composure. There were too many hairs, and he couldn't see anything …

The white horse carried his luggage. He took the tiger skin and found a needle and thread bag in his luggage. Separated by a layer of air, he roughly measured the Monkey King's body with his hand. He climbed onto the huge rock and sat down, carefully sewing clothes.

No wonder the big worm was unwilling to come down. The sun was warm, and it was very uncomfortable.

The Monkey King jumped to his side and sat down, staring at the work in his hands.

Xuanzang said embarrassedly, "Let's find a house. I, I didn't bring scissors …"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of scissors was handed to him.

Xuanzang looked at him in surprise, "Where did you get this?"

"I transformed it."

Wow, the Bodhisattva's helper is amazing!

Xuanzang asked expectantly, "Then, can you transform it into a sesame seed cake?" This way, he wouldn't need to beg for alms.

The Monkey King glared at him. Xuanzang was so scared that he didn't dare to speak again. He lowered his head and sewed his own clothes. His cutting technique was very skilled, and it seemed that he often did it.

The sky was clear, and the wind was gentle.

The Monkey King lay on the rock, using his arm as a pillow, and looked at the clouds.

Beside him, Xuanzang was sewing seriously. Occasionally, he would stop and steal a glance at him, but he would quickly look away.

He felt a little relieved.