Bird Cloud

From the beginning of the journey to the west to the end of the mythology
The world is full of flags and clouds, and sharp blades are everywhere
With a graceful demeanor, doing righteous things, shining brightly and spitting fire, shining the wild and covering the marshes!
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"Great Immortal, I'm leaving."
"If you are as bright as the sun, then this time you go, you will be invincible!"

The Tathāgata Must Fail

"A rope was tied around Golden Cicada's hand."


Walking ahead while pulling the rope, Sun Wukong said, "Elder, this might inconvenience you a bit, but you don't mind, do you?"


"Not at all." Golden Cicada placed his palms together and replied, "It has been a long time since I descended to the Lower Realm; indeed, I am unfamiliar with the paths of the Mortal World."


Immortal Zhen Yuan shook his head on the side—getting lost is one thing, but vanishing into thin air is another.


He proactively said to Sun Wukong, "Let me guide Elder Jin Chan."


Immortal Zhen Yuan took the rope from Sun Wukong's hand. He had led oxen and horses before, but this was the first time he was leading a Monk.


"Elder," Sun Wukong continued to ask Golden Cicada, "Is this your Dharma Embodiment?"


Golden Cicada was taken aback, then nodded: "Yes."


Chapter 43: A Sigh