You Can't Eat it

The rattle of the horses' hooves resounded clearly. After killing the lion essence, Monk Tang and his entourage marched for another five days, a little bored.

The more westbound they go, the more blessed Lingshan is, but the more barren it is. Most of them are Gobi desert. They haven't seen any grass for several days. Although this environment has no effect on them, it still affects their mood somewhat.

"Master, do you think the front is an oasis?" This day suddenly, Pigsy pointed to the distance and shouted.

Hearing these words, the eyes of all the people were bright, looking toward the distance, indeed as expected a piece of green came into view.

"Master, let me have a look!" Sun Wukong said like this, turning into a streamer and heading for the oasis, then hovering over the oasis for a week, and then flying back.