Chaos Lotus survives until the time of the journey to the west. How should he plan the journey to the west with the gods?
Faced with the sudden attack, Sanguo Sanzang did not panic, but showed the calmness and courage of a practitioner. He held the Zen staff tightly in his hand, his eyes firm, ready to face the upcoming challenge.
Tripitaka's tone was calm, yet majestic: "Amitabha, benefactor, please calm down. We have no ill intentions in traveling to the west to obtain scriptures. Why are we so miserable?"
However, Ma Chao ignored Tang Sanzang's advice and only wanted a quick victory, so without saying a word, he brandished his sword and attacked again. Sanguo Sanzang saw this and had no choice but to accept the challenge. The two horses intersected, the Zen staff and the spear collided, making bursts of metal clashing sounds, and sparks flying.
To onlookers, this was an incredible showdown. Although Sanzang Sanzang was a monk, he had already developed excellent martial arts skills during his long journey, especially the Zen staff. Under his control, it was as flexible as a living thing.
King Tang: I asked you to transport some scriptures. It's either going to be windy or raining.
Tang Seng: I haven't talked about you yet, broom star. It's all up to you if the turtle turns over.
Elder Jinchi: Kasaya, cassock, where is it?
Guanyin: If he hadn't put on that garment, who would have known that all his gold pools would be empty?
