Yimeng Huangliang

“Great Saint, why did you follow that thieving baldy to rob the sacred mountain?”
“Ah, it’s a long story. Back then, that thieving baldy grabbed my neck and asked me, ‘Are you coming with me to the Western Heaven, or should I send you to the Western Heaven...’”
“What about you, Marshal Tianpeng?”
“He said he was afraid of getting hungry on the way to the West, so he brought some dry rations along.”
“...”
This is a story filled with joy, scheming, and relentless teasing all the way through.

Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

On Tang Sanzang's side, he had been walking with Mu Zha for half a month when the loud rumbling of water foretold the emergence of a great river within their sight.


The river water was extremely murky, rolling in from the horizon and flowing towards the end of the sky.


Tang Sanzang stood on his tiptoes, trying to see the opposite bank, but could not discern its width—the end was simply out of sight!


At this point, Sun Wukong shouted, "Master, there's a stone tablet here!"


Tang Sanzang walked over for a closer look and saw three engraved characters on it: "Flowing Sands River!"


Below the stone tablet, there were four lines of smaller text:


Chapter 36: Opening the River [Please Favorite]