Chapter 1988: Crossing Mountains and Ridges, Continuing Westward

"I have to say, if this Tiger Power Immortal stays in Chechi Kingdom, it will be a meritorious deed for all the common people of Chechi Kingdom."

"This time, Sun Wukong and the others solved the problem of the monks' forced labor. I believe the Buddha of the Western Heaven will be very happy."

"These three demons all donned Daoist robes, but only Tiger Power Immortal alone cultivated a true Daoist heart. I have finally understood!"

At this time, the other immortals also added one after another.

Through the heavy clouds and mist of the Southern Heaven Gate, one could see Tang Sanzang and his group walking westward along the Chechi Kingdom road.

This Kalpa had ended perfectly, but what would the next Kalpa be like?

Tang Sanzang rode the White Dragon Horse, his eyes still filled with determination. Sun Wukong, Fahai, and Marshal Tianpeng chatted along the way, while General Wujing carried the luggage, walking at the very back.

After leaving Chechi Kingdom, there was a great mountain ahead. This mountain stretched for more than ten kilometers, and it looked like they would have to cross it.

The group traveling west rested for a while at the foot of the mountain, ate some dry rations, and then went directly into the mountain.

After entering the mountain, Tang Seng kept riding the White Dragon Horse, walking at the very front of the team. Fahai walked as if flying, following by his side, while Sun Wukong leaped up and down, occasionally jumping from one tree to another, his right hand cupped over his brow as he observed whether there were any traces of demons in the mountain.

Sun Wukong observed for a long time but did not find any traces of demons, so he flew down and followed on the other side of Tang Sanzang.

Through the previous battle of magic in Chechi Kingdom, Sun Wukong's impression of Tang Sanzang began to improve somewhat.

Perhaps Tang Sanzang was not just a monk who could not distinguish between humans and demons and had an overflowing sense of sympathy. His piety, shown when he sat in meditation without fear of life or death, also made Sun Wukong believe that he cared about the life and death of every member of this team. Moreover, he was not truly stupid in the literal sense; rather, his heart for Zen was simply too devout.

This mountain road was extremely rugged, and the slopes were very steep. Sun Wukong and the others were all cultivators, so such a mountain road was nothing to them. However, Tang Sanzang was a mortal; if he wanted to cross this mountain alone, it would still be very difficult.

Fortunately, the White Dragon Horse he rode was also of the Dragon Clan. It could easily climb such incredibly steep mountain terrain, and Tang Sanzang, sitting on its back, did not even feel the jolting.

When they entered the mountain, it was noon. By the time they crossed the summit and walked to the foot of the mountain, it was already sunset, with clouds burning red across the sky.

"There's no village in front and no shop behind. We must find a place to settle down as soon as possible."

Marshal Tianpeng looked around, frowned, and said.

"It's not like we haven't slept in the wilderness before. If we really can't find a household, we'll have to camp on the spot."

Sun Wukong carried his staff with an indifferent attitude.

Tang Sanzang looked back at his disciples and said, "Let us continue westward. While it is not yet dark, let us see if there is any household ahead where we can borrow a place to stay for the night." ===== CHAPTER 1990 =====