Chapter 267 Mysterious elixir, strength surges, invincible
(The Journey to the West chapter is only released in the second volume. Those who read Douluo Dalu don’t need to read it at all and can skip it. Just read the third volume, Tang Xue’s Love. I will finish the first Douluo Dalu as soon as possible, and then write about Tang San, Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong, Xiao Wu and others going to the Douluo Continent. There will also be Peerless Tang Sect and Perfect World in the future...)
"Haha, that's my apprentice. You'd better keep your voice down, he's impatient, and he'll be very annoyed if he hears you say who he is." Tang San responded with pride on his face but secretly laughed in his heart. In fact, a more accurate statement now should be that he is Sun Wukong's apprentice.

Thinking back to the time he had spent with Sun Wukong along the way, he felt deeply that this disciple was extraordinary and unique, and at the same time he was also very proud that he could have such a good disciple.

When the young monk heard Tang San's words, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He secretly glanced at Sun Wukong, and saw that he was tall and strong, with a strange face, and an indescribable domineering aura all over his body. The young monk was startled and dared not look at him casually, for fear of upsetting this "impatient" apprentice. He walked quickly in front, leading the way carefully, for fear of anything going wrong.

The group passed through the mountain gate and came to the main hall. Above the door hung a plaque with the four characters "Guanyin Temple" written in bold and powerful characters. Tang San looked at the characters and felt that the characters were familiar, as if they were the handwriting of the two kings. He came to his senses and remembered that as a monk, he had to bow when entering the temple. So he straightened his clothes and said solemnly, "I have been grateful for the Bodhisattva's grace many times, but I have not had time to thank you. Now that I have met the temple, it is like seeing the Bodhisattva, so I am here to thank you." His words were clear and full of piety and respect, which made him look very Buddhist.

Seeing this, the young monk did not dare to neglect and quickly opened the door of the hall. Tang San walked slowly into the hall, and saw that the hall was magnificent and the statues were solemn. He knelt in front of the statue and bowed nine times. Every movement seemed so pious and solemn. At the same time, the young monk also hurriedly ran to beat the drum to show his respect.

Sun Wukong followed him into the hall. His eyes wandered around and he suddenly saw the bell stick that was hung on a beam with two ropes. He felt like playing and jumped on it. He grabbed the bell stick and started to fiddle with it, and the big bell started to ring. Hearing the bell sound echoing in the temple, Sun Wukong was even more excited and laughed non-stop, and he kept hitting the bell.

The sudden sound of the bell alarmed the monks in the temple, and they all ran over to check what was going on. When they saw Sun Wukong striking the bell wantonly in the hall, they all showed expressions of astonishment. However, they also knew that this was Tang San's apprentice, so they did not dare to step forward to stop him.

Tang San was not anxious when he saw this. He knew Sun Wukong's temperament very well and knew that he had no ill intentions in playing. Along the way, Sun Wukong had given him too much help and protection, and he was more indulgent and doting on this disciple. He stood quietly aside, watching Sun Wukong's laughter echoing in the Zen temple, and felt a rare sense of relaxation and joy in his heart.

However, Tang San did not forget the important mission of this trip. He clearly remembered the disaster he had encountered in this temple - that was the incident where the old abbot borrowed his brocade robes, and then the black wind monster of Black Wind Mountain stole them. He secretly thought about how to deal with the upcoming challenge.

"Anyway, I can get the Brocade Robe back." Tang San thought firmly in his heart, so he was not worried about the development of the situation. He quietly observed the movements around him, waiting for the critical moment to come.

As expected by Tang San, the old dean came after hearing the news. When he saw Tang San and Sun Wukong, an unfathomable smile appeared on his face. He stared at Sun Wukong's brocade robes with a gleam of greed and calculation in his eyes.

Sun Wukong naturally noticed the strange look on the old dean's face. He was secretly alert in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface. He pretended to be generous and talked to the old dean, and took every opportunity to show off his precious cassock. Seeing this, the old dean was even more eager to take this treasure for himself.

After some clever maneuvers and competitions, Sun Wukong finally lent the brocade cassock to the old dean. The moment the old dean took the cassock, a hint of pride and cunning flashed in his eyes. He couldn't wait to unfold the cassock and look at it carefully, but he didn't notice the strange look in Sun Wukong and Tang San's eyes.

As night fell, the temple was completely silent. Tang San asked Sun Wukong to set up a time barrier as usual to ensure that they could take action at the critical moment without being disturbed. He entered the barrier and looked at Sun Wukong's busy figure. He suddenly asked, "Wukong, I wonder if this time barrier is afraid of fire?"

"Oh? It's okay, it's okay. My time barrier is isolated from the outside world. The fire can't burn inside. Master, you can practice without worry." Sun Wukong looked confident, with an unfathomable smile on his face. His words revealed his great confidence in the time barrier, as if this barrier was omnipotent and could resist all external intrusions.

Tang San heard this, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Of course, he knew that Sun Wukong had extraordinary abilities, but he still couldn't help but feel a little worried. "Oh... But what if the white dragon horse is outside and gets burned by the fire?" He spoke slowly, with a bit of worry in his voice. After all, the white dragon horse was also their companion along the way, and he didn't want to see the white dragon horse get hurt.

Sun Wukong laughed loudly when he heard this. "Haha! Master, you worry too much! Little White Dragon is the son of the Dragon King of the East China Sea. Think about it, what kind of gods are they in charge of? No matter how big the fire is, it can't burn Little White Dragon to death." He laughed while explaining, as if he felt that Tang San's worry was completely unnecessary. His words were full of trust and pride in Little White Dragon, as if Little White Dragon was an omnipotent existence.

After listening to Sun Wukong's explanation, Tang San's worries were slightly relieved. He nodded and took a deep breath, "Oh, that's good, let's practice without worry. However," he changed the subject and looked at Sun Wukong seriously, "you must go find our brocade cassock tomorrow morning." His tone revealed the importance he attached to the brocade cassock, as if this cassock had an extraordinary meaning to them.

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong stopped smiling and became serious. "Oh? Let's find it, hehe." He scratched his head and looked eager to try. Although he was always laughing and joking, he always paid great attention to his master's instructions. He also knew how important the brocade robes were to them, so he naturally did not dare to slack off.

Seeing Tang San enter the training state, Sun Wukong was secretly happy. He knew that every time his master's ability improved, their safety would be more guaranteed. This was also the reason why he worked so hard to teach Tang San to practice along the way. He sat aside, quietly guarding Tang San, and at the same time secretly paying attention to the movements of the outside world.

Since Tang San knew that the time barrier was not afraid of fire, he could practice his own Taoism without any worries. He slowly circulated his low magic power and devoted himself to practice. He knew the gap between himself and Sun Wukong and others in strength, so he cherished every opportunity to practice, hoping to improve slowly.

Time passed unnoticed, and in the blink of an eye, another half month had passed. During this half month, Tang San had been immersed in cultivation, almost to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep. He felt as if he was in a mysterious world, surrounded by mysterious powers. He tried hard to comprehend these powers and tried to integrate them into his own magic power.

In fact, what Tang San didn't know in his heart was the difficulty and length of the road of cultivation. He had not yet realized that practitioners could not make significant progress every day. Some people might not even make a small step forward after years or decades. However, the progress he had made now was already quite rapid. Although he had not yet reached the so-called mysterious realm of "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head, Five Qis Returning to the Origin", he had indeed cultivated the so-called magic power, which he could clearly feel.

Time passed unnoticed, Tang San was immersed in the world of cultivation, and was completely unaware of everything in the outside world. He only felt that his spiritual power was gradually gathering in Dantian and slowly condensing. This feeling was wonderful and exciting, as if there was a warm power flowing through his body, constantly nourishing every inch of his bones and every drop of his blood.

As time went by, these spiritual powers finally gathered into golden pills the size of green beans. They emitted a faint light and slowly rotated in the Dantian, as if they contained endless energy. Tang San looked at all this in shock. In just a few months, he actually formed a pill! This means that he has entered the Golden Pill Stage of Taoist Kung Fu, although this is only the initial stage.

But Sun Wukong at this moment was in a completely different situation. He had nothing to do, so he walked out of the time barrier leisurely and came to the upper world in a flash. Here, there were clouds and mist, and the air was filled with fairy air, and there was peace and tranquility.

Sun Wukong found the residence of Taishang Laojun with ease. As soon as they met, he enthusiastically held Taishang Laojun's hand and said, "Laojun, I am now protecting Tang Monk on his journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. It is really a journey full of hardships. I would like to... borrow a few golden pills from you so that my master can eat them and achieve immortality. This way, our journey will be much easier."

When Taishang Laojun heard that it was Sun Wukong, the guy who had eaten up all his golden elixirs, he couldn't help but tremble all over. He still remembered that when Sun Wukong made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, he not only stole the golden elixir he had worked so hard to make, but also made the entire Heavenly Palace in turmoil. Since that incident, he has developed a habit of trembling when he sees Sun Wukong. Now Sun Wukong has come to him again and asked to borrow the golden elixir. How can he not be nervous?

"Ah? Borrow... the golden elixir?" Taishang Laojun stammered in response, forcing a smile on his face, "Great Sage, it's not that I don't want to lend it to you, it's just that the management of the golden elixir in the Heavenly Court is very strict. The refining of each golden elixir requires a lot of time and materials, and the quantity is also limited..."

"Hey, Laojun, please stop playing tricks on me." Sun Wukong interrupted impatiently, "You have so many golden pills here, it won't hurt to give me a few. I really don't want to eat them for myself this time, I really want to give them to my master. He is old and in poor health, maybe he can get better after eating a few golden pills."

Taishang Laojun knew that Sun Wukong was a difficult character, and he was indeed worried that if he refused Sun Wukong's request again, this lawless monkey would do something outrageous. In desperation, he looked around and made sure that no one else was present. Then he carefully took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it to Sun Wukong, saying, "Okay, Great Sage, you must keep it a secret. There are a few golden pills in this bottle, you can take it."

Sun Wukong stood in front of the Tushita Palace of Taishang Laojun, and took the three elixirs handed over by Taishang Laojun with a big smile on his face. His eyes were shining, and he obviously had great expectations for these three elixirs. However, just a moment later, he frowned and muttered in dissatisfaction: "Laojun, you gave too little, right? Just three pills?"

When Taishang Laojun heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. He shook his head and said helplessly: "You monkey, you are really greedy. Your master is a mortal, and eating one elixir is enough for him to live forever. If he eats two, I'm afraid his body won't be able to withstand the huge immortal power, and he will have problems instead."

Sun Wukong heard this, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. He looked down at the three elixirs in his hand, each of which emitted a faint golden light, as if it contained endless mysteries. He looked up at Taishang Laojun and asked in confusion: "Oh? Why can I only take one? I want my master to become a powerful master, so that we can be safer on the journey to obtain the scriptures."

Taishang Laojun sighed and said solemnly: "Great Sage, you don't know. Although this elixir is magical, it is not omnipotent. If Tang Seng eats two pills, it may cause unpredictable consequences. If Tang Seng dies, even Guanyin Bodhisattva will not forgive you and me."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong also realized the seriousness of the problem. He put away his playful expression and nodded seriously: "Okay, I'll remember it. Thank you Laojun for reminding me." After saying that, he flashed with golden light and turned into a stream of light and left the Tushita Palace.

Passing through layers of clouds, Sun Wukong quickly returned to the time barrier where Tang San was. He waited quietly until Tang San woke up from his training. As soon as he opened his eyes, Tang San saw Sun Wukong looking at him expectantly, holding a crystal clear elixir in his hand.

"Master, look what I got for you?" Sun Wukong handed the elixir to Tang San as if he was presenting a treasure.

Tang San took a closer look and was stunned. The golden, round, bead-like object rolled in Sun Wukong's paw, emitting an attractive luster. He was excited and asked in disbelief, "Could it be... this is the elixir of Taishang Laojun?" As he spoke, he couldn't help swallowing a big mouthful of saliva, his eyes full of desire and expectation.

"Yes, Master, when I went to Taishang Laojun to borrow the elixir, the old guy was so scared that he was shaking all the time, hahaha!" Sun Wukong smiled proudly, holding a elixir that was shining with a faint golden light in his hand. He gently placed the golden elixir in Tang San's palm, and the golden elixir seemed to have a trace of life beating, exuding an alluring fragrance.

Sun Wukong blinked his flaming eyes, his expression revealing his confidence in the effect of the elixir. "Master, you are a mortal, just take this elixir and you will be immortal. Moreover, it may even improve your skills, hahahaha!"

Tang San held the golden pill tightly, feeling the warmth and power it radiated. His heart began to beat wildly involuntarily, and he could hardly believe the sudden surprise. "Oh? Can I... can I eat this elixir now?" He asked stutteringly, his voice full of anticipation and excitement.

The golden elixir rolled gently in Tang San's palm, and some mysterious and pure energy seemed to flow under its translucent surface. He could clearly feel the attraction of that energy to him, just like a dry riverbed longing for the moisture of rain.

"Yes, yes! I am here, Master, feel free to eat it." Sun Wukong patted his chest and assured, his eyes flashing with determination. He was determined to help Tang Seng improve his cultivation, and after Tang Seng took the elixir, he would lend a helping hand, help him clear his meridians, and directly inject spiritual power into him to help him ascend to the immortal level!

Tang San took a deep breath and tried to calm his excitement. He knew the preciousness of this gift and the good intentions of Sun Wukong. "Okay! Master, eat this elixir now." He solemnly put the elixir into his mouth. He originally wanted to find some water to wash down the elixir, but he didn't expect that the elixir would melt in his mouth, as if a stream of water slid down his throat, warm and full of power. The moment the elixir went into his stomach, Tang San felt as if a ball of fire suddenly burned in his stomach. The flames were hot and fierce, as if they were going to melt all his internal organs. Before he could feel surprised, the flames quickly spread to his whole body, as if he was wrapped in a sea of ​​fire.

Tang San only felt dry mouth and tongue, and his whole body seemed to be burnt black by fire. He could clearly feel that every inch of his skin was becoming hot under the scorching fire, and even had the illusion of being burned to ashes. However, in this unbearable heat, he also faintly felt a trace of cool air flowing through his meridians, which seemed to be intertwined and merged with the flames.

This cool air flow made Tang San feel a little relieved. He understood that it was Sun Wukong clearing his meridians and infusing him with spiritual power. He closed his eyes tightly and concentrated on feeling the surge and change of this power. As time passed, the flame gradually became gentle, like a tamed beast, flowing quietly in Tang San's body.

At this moment, Tang San was already immersed in this mysterious and wonderful wonderland. He could clearly feel that every cell in his body was undergoing earth-shaking changes, as if he was undergoing a baptism of rebirth. He knew that he had taken that crucial step and officially embarked on a new journey of cultivating immortals.

"Wukong... I... feel bad... You hurt me." Tang San's voice was intermittent, full of pain and powerlessness. His whole body was covered with the scorching heat of flames, sweating profusely, and every drop of sweat seemed to tell the torment he was going through at the moment. He clenched his teeth, clenched his hands into fists, veins popped, and tried his best to endure the pain of the burning flames.

Tang San could feel as if there was a ball of violent flames raging in his body. That was the majestic energy contained in the immortal pill. This energy was powerful and violent, like an out-of-control beast, rampaging through his meridians, as if to tear him apart. He desperately used his Jindan period power to try to refine this violent energy. However, no matter how hard he tried, the energy he could refine was very few, probably less than one ten-thousandth.

Sun Wukong stood aside, his eyes full of anxiety and worry. He originally thought that this small elixir could help his master improve his cultivation, but he didn't expect it would bring such severe pain. At this moment, he deeply felt his ignorance and mistakes, and his heart was full of guilt.

"Master! Hold on, I'll help you!" Sun Wukong called out urgently, and then stretched out his hands, palms up, and used all the magic power he had cultivated for nearly a thousand years. A strong force surged from his palms and slowly poured into Tang San's body. He carefully guided the violent energy, slowly flowing along Tang San's meridians, trying to guide it into every corner of the body so that Tang San could better absorb and refine it.

Time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight days had passed in the time barrier. During these seven or eight days, Sun Wukong always stayed by Tang San's side, never relaxing for a moment. He constantly used his magic power to help Tang San refine the energy in the elixir. Although the process was difficult and long, finally, with his unremitting efforts, the originally violent energy gradually became gentle and was absorbed by Tang San's body.

However, due to the long delay, the energy in the elixir was also lost. Sun Wukong estimated that at least one-third was lost. But to his relief, Tang San still successfully absorbed the remaining two-thirds of the energy. These energies gathered into a powerful force in Tang San's body, which significantly improved his cultivation and realm.

Tang San slowly opened his eyes, feeling the changes in his body. He was pleasantly surprised to find that his golden elixir had become the size of an egg, and was divided into seven colors. This golden elixir was slowly rotating in his body, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and every time it rotated, it would absorb a certain amount of energy from the surrounding nature. This change made him feel extremely magical and excited.

He knew the importance of this golden pill. With it, he could continuously rotate and absorb energy 24 hours a day to gain strength. This was undoubtedly a huge boost for his future cultivation. He looked at Sun Wukong gratefully, knowing that it was the full help of this disciple that allowed him to gain such a huge harvest.

"Wukong..." Although Tang San's voice was still a little weak, it clearly revealed his joy, "Thank you so much this time. If it weren't for you, I might have already..."

"Master, don't say that!" Sun Wukong interrupted quickly, "As long as Master is safe, I will do whatever I can!" He watched Tang San's face gradually return to normal and he breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that although this time was a little thrilling, the result was good. And he also believed that after this incident, Master's cultivation and realm would definitely be improved, and the challenges they faced together in the future would be easier.

Tang San slowly finished his exercise, feeling the mana filling up his body, and felt relaxed and happy. He opened his eyes and immediately saw Sun Wukong looking at him with a worried look on his face, his eyes flashing with concern and expectation. Tang San felt warm in his heart, knowing that Sun Wukong was worried about him, and he pretended to be relaxed and said, "Wukong, thank you so much, Master, I feel comfortable all over my body now, and I am extremely happy. This heavenly elixir is really too effective!"

Sun Wukong smiled with satisfaction when he heard this. He knew that Tang San had been practicing very hard these days, and it was not easy for him to make such progress. He was excited and wanted to teach Tang San everything he knew to help him reach a higher level.

"Master, your current power is close to the first level of the demon fairy." Sun Wukong said excitedly, "Can you try to open the first level of the demon tower?"

Hearing this, Tang San's eyes flashed with anticipation. He had long heard of the name of the Demon Trapping Tower and knew that it was an extremely powerful magic weapon. Now that he had the opportunity to open it himself, how could he not be excited? He calmed himself, stretched out his right hand, and with a thought, the Demon Trapping Tower appeared in his palm.

This Demon-trapping Tower may seem small and exquisite, but it actually contains a lot of secrets. Tang San used his skills to the utmost, focused his mind on the first floor of the Demon-trapping Tower, and began to chant the spell to open it. As the spell was chanted, he only felt the scenery in front of him flash, and then he entered a refreshing fairyland!

Here, the grass is green, birds are chirping, frogs are croaking, bees are flying, butterflies are dancing, water is flowing, and flowers are blooming. It is so beautiful. Tang San was intoxicated in this picturesque fairyland. He looked around and suddenly saw a small stone tablet not far away, on which were engraved a few large characters: The first floor of the Demon Trapping Tower.

As expected, we have entered the Demon Trapping Tower! Tang San was excited. He looked up and saw that the space on the first floor was very wide, and there was no end in sight. There were many exquisite pavilions and towers built around, scattered in every corner, forming many different courtyards.

While Tang San was appreciating the surrounding scenery, he thought: Although these courtyards are extremely beautiful, they seem to lack the modern buildings that he once lived in. As soon as he thought of this, he felt that the courtyard in front of him suddenly changed, and then a modern high-rise building over 30 meters high appeared in front of him!

This tall building stands tall and majestic, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding classical buildings. Tang San looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar building in front of him, and his heart was extremely excited. He realized that the interior of this trapped demon tower could actually change with his thoughts! This is really an extremely magical treasure!
Tang San couldn't wait to walk into the high-rise building, only to see that the interior was luxurious and modern, with all kinds of facilities. He couldn't help but sigh: "This Demon Trapping Tower is so magical! It can actually transform into such a modern building according to my wishes! This is great! What a good treasure!"

After he toured the interior of the high-rise building, he returned to the fairyland. At this time, he had a deeper understanding and mastery of the Demon Trapping Tower. He knew that the Demon Trapping Tower was not only a powerful magic weapon, but also a magical space that could change as he wished. Here he could create the scenes and buildings he wanted at will. It was simply a dreamlike existence!
Being able to open the first floor of the Demon Trapping Tower, Tang San couldn't help but feel a little greedy. He thought, since he had already got the first floor, why not take advantage of the victory and test what the second floor had? So, he closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to secretly practice his skills, trying to probe the mysterious second floor with his spiritual power.

However, when his spiritual power reached the second layer, he was shocked to find that it seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog. No matter how hard he tried, he could not see the true appearance inside. This fog seemed to have the power to swallow everything. Once his spiritual power entered it, it disappeared without a trace, like a drop in the ocean.

Tang San was unwilling to give up. He tried four times in a row, each time with hope, but ended in failure. The second level seemed like an insurmountable gap, which made him feel deeply frustrated. In desperation, he had no choice but to give up and slowly exited the Demon Trapping Tower.

As soon as he exited, he heard the familiar and playful voice of Sun Wukong: "Master, is it fun inside the tower?" Sun Wukong looked at him curiously, as if he was very interested in his experience in the tower.

Hearing this, Tang San immediately threw away his previous frustration. He replied excitedly: "It's really great inside! Wukong, I really want to thank you. The scene in the tower is simply as beautiful as a fairyland. And the most amazing thing is that everything there can change according to my thoughts." As he spoke, his eyes could not help but sparkle with excitement.

After hearing this, Sun Wukong laughed out loud, clapped his hands and said, "Great! Master, you are really awesome. Oh, by the way, Master, they tried to set fire to us last night! I just went to see, haha, but it seems that you had predicted their actions in advance! I really admire you." As he said that, he raised his monkey paw and nodded his head several times at Tang San to express his sincere respect.

Tang San smiled slightly and waved his hand to signal Sun Wukong not to be polite. He knew in his heart that the reason he was able to escape last night was probably due to the mysterious power given by the Demon Trapping Tower. However, he did not want to explain too much at this moment, and just whispered: "Wukong, go find our cassock now. I still need to continue practicing in this barrier, you don't have to worry about me."

"Yes! Master." Sun Wukong responded, and flashed out of the barrier. He knew that his master was at a critical moment of cultivation, so he did not dare to neglect him. Tang San no longer cared about how Sun Wukong was looking for the cassock. He took a deep breath and immersed himself in the state of cultivation again.

Time passed by unknowingly, and Tang San felt as if he had been practicing in the barrier for dozens of days.

This tower is not only exquisitely designed, but also contains endless mysteries, which fascinated him. He turned around and looked at Sun Wukong beside him, and his heart was full of gratitude. This monkey who taught him to practice was not only powerful, but also thoughtful and considerate of him.

Tang San had a lot of fun in the Demon Trapping Tower. He traveled between the levels and fought against various monsters. He not only improved his combat ability, but also became more familiar with the characteristics of these monsters. Every time he successfully subdued a monster, he felt a great sense of accomplishment. All of this was inseparable from the careful guidance of Sun Wukong.

Time passed unnoticed until Tang San felt a little bored and walked out of the Demon Trapping Tower reluctantly. When he looked up, he saw Sun Wukong standing quietly in the time barrier, his flaming eyes flashing with deep light, as if thinking about something.

"Huh? Wukong, you're back?" Tang San asked awkwardly. He realized that he might have gone too far and made Sun Wukong wait outside for so long.

Sun Wukong came back to his senses and looked at Tang San, with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes. "Master, I didn't find the cassock..." He scratched his head a little embarrassedly, as if he felt very guilty for his mistake.

Seeing this, Tang San waved his hand and comforted him: "It's okay, Wukong, this cassock is not so easy to get back. You go find Guanyin Bodhisattva and ask her to help you subdue the black wind monster." He knew in his heart that the black bear monster was very powerful, and it would be difficult for the two of them to succeed alone. Guanyin Bodhisattva, as a master in the Buddhist world, might have a better way.

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with determination when he heard this. "Oh? Master is saying...Okay, I will go to the South China Sea right away." He waved his hand to remove the time barrier, and his figure flashed, turning into a golden light and flew towards the South China Sea.

The process of waiting is always long, but fortunately Tang San is not alone. During this time, he continued to practice his own skills and felt the continuous growth of his strength. And every time he made a breakthrough, he would think of Sun Wukong's careful teaching and selfless help.

Finally, an hour later, Sun Wukong came back. He held the brocade cassock in his hand, which was shining and seemed to carry endless Buddha light. "Master, you are really a master!" Sun Wukong jumped excitedly in front of Tang San, "As expected, the Bodhisattva subdued the black bear monster as soon as he came. Haha, Master, look, I took out the cassock!"

Tang San took the cassock and felt relieved. The recovery of this treasure was not only of great significance to their cultivation, but also a testimony to their deep friendship. He looked at Sun Wukong's excited expression and was filled with gratitude and joy.

"Well, Wukong, let's continue on our journey." Tang San patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder and said heroically. They had been delayed here for several days, and it was time to continue their journey to the west.