The two exchanged a glance. Pigsy looked bewildered and shocked, while Monkey's eyes gleamed with a sharp light.
A little while later, Sun Wukong suddenly made a bold move.
Sun Wukong faced the black lotus, stretched out his palm, and a strange power emanated from it, enveloping the black lotus.
What happened next dazzled Pigsy.
The black lotus gradually shrank and then landed in Sun Wukong's palm.
With a few flips, Sun Wukong collected all the black lotuses.
"Monkey King, Monkey King, let me see!"
Pigsy said with a mixture of surprise and excitement.
"What are you looking at? Old Sun is going to study it carefully!"
"Maybe it's related to the nightmares I've been having these past few days! Or maybe it's related to that Wutian!"
Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and said.
"Brother Monkey, that's not being reasonable!"
Pigsy was very dissatisfied.
"You idiot, if you keep babbling, believe me, I'll beat you up!"
Sun Wukong's face immediately darkened.
Pigsy immediately shrank back and dared not continue to act silly.
He dared not provoke his senior brother's bad luck.
Just then, Sun Wukong suddenly clutched his head with both hands, jumping around in pain.
"Monkey King, Monkey King, what's wrong with you?"
Pigsy asked with a puzzled look.
"It hurts so much!"
"My head hurts so much!"
"I don't know why, but my head hurts so much!"
Sun Wukong felt a splitting headache, just like when his master recited the Tightening-Headband Mantra.
However, his headache soon disappeared.
"Oh, that's strange. You've been a Buddha for hundreds of years, so where is the headband on your head?"
"Who would curse you?"
"Besides, our master is peacefully on Mount Ling. Why would he curse you for no reason?"
Pigsy didn't believe Sun Wukong at all.
"no!"
So many strange things happened today!
“I had a strange nightmare before, and I was trapped by a black lotus that came from who-knows-where.”
"Now my master is chanting the Tightening-Headband Mantra again, looking for me!"
Something must have happened!
Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and said with a confident expression.
"yawn!"
"Let's go to sleep, I'm so sleepy."
"Please, Monkey King, stop worrying unnecessarily!"
"Let me have a good dream!"
Pigsy lay down on a large rock, yawning, ready to sleep.
"What a gluttonous and lazy fool!"
Sun Wukong rolled his eyes.
It must be said that the Six-Eared Macaque's acting skills are truly top-notch.
Even now, Sun Wukong still hasn't realized that the gluttonous and lazy Pigsy in front of him is actually the Black Lotus Envoy he fought before, who is also the Six-Eared Macaque he killed three hundred years ago.
Sun Wukong glanced at Zhu Bajie, who was already snoring, then sat cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes slightly, concentrated his mind, and carefully sensed the surroundings.
A moment later, an image flashed into his mind of his master being engulfed in a sea of fire.
"not good!"
"Bajie, Master is in trouble!"
Sun Wukong suddenly opened his eyes and immediately shouted.
However, Pigsy remained asleep, just like a dead pig.
Sun Wukong grabbed Zhu Bajie by the ear and shouted, "Master is in trouble! Get up quickly!"
"Oh dear, oh dear, I'm the one in trouble!"
Pigsy waved away Monkey's hand and said with a disgruntled expression, "I came to see you, but I haven't had a moment's peace all day. I just fell asleep, and you startled me like that, keeping me awake! Honestly!"
"Hmph, you fat pig, let me beat you awake!"
Sun Wukong picked up Zhu Bajie and threw him away.
Bang!
Pigsy fell hard to the ground, letting out a miserable howl.
"Tell me, are you leaving or not?"
Sun Wukong demanded an explanation.
"Let's go, let's go, I'll leave, okay?"
Pigsy reluctantly got up from the ground, muttering and complaining incessantly.
Sun Wukong grabbed Zhu Bajie and leaped into the sky.
...
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Above the vast clouds, two figures flew swiftly.
It was none other than Sun Wukong, the Victorious Fighting Buddha, and Zhu Bajie, the Clean Altar Messenger.
The two traveled at full speed, tearing the clouds apart with terrifying force, turning them into strands.
"Brother Monkey, where are we going?"
Pigsy asked, looking puzzled.
"Don't ask so many questions, you'll know when you get there!"
Sun Wukong said.
At this moment, in the Great Thunder Temple of Lingshan, in the Mahavira Hall.
"Buddha, it seems that Sun Wukong is heading towards Mount Ling!"
The man in black robes standing to the side looked at Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie in the scroll and spoke.
"Very good, proceed according to plan!"
Wu Tian nodded in satisfaction.
"Yes, Buddha!"
After saying this, the black-robed monster, the giant scorpion, Ying Yao, and the other monsters exchanged glances, then transformed into streaks of black light and disappeared.
"Fellow Daoist Li, do you think Sun Wukong will fall for it?"
Although Wutian's expression remained calm, a hint of smugness flashed in his eyes.
He manipulated Sun Wukong, leading him step by step into his trap, making Sun Wukong a pawn in his search for the reincarnation of Buddha.
He was pleased with his flawless plan.
"Without a doubt, Sun Wukong will fall for it!"
"Your plan is flawless, I'm truly impressed!"
Li Yao cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards Wutian and said calmly.
"Hahaha……"
"Soon, Sun Wukong will obediently come to Mount Ling and search for the reincarnation of Buddha for me!"
Wu Tian laughed a few times.
With a smile on his face, Li Yao turned his gaze to the scroll floating in mid-air.
The scroll depicts Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie still flying in the sky.
"Bajie, look! It looks like Mount Luojia below!"
Sun Wukong looked down at the clouds.
He suddenly remembered that he had encountered the Black Lotus Saint Envoy disguised as Guanyin in his dream.
He immediately had a thought.
"It's been so long since I've seen the Bodhisattva. I wonder how he's been doing these past few years!"
Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and said to Zhu Bajie.
“Brother Monkey is right. We haven’t seen the Bodhisattva in a long time since we returned from our journey to the West. I miss him quite a bit!”
"Let's go see Him!"
Pigsy spoke up.
"Okay, okay!"