Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains, Encountering Spider Demons

The master and disciples worshipped at every temple they encountered and paid respects to every Buddha they met, wandering across countless miles of mountains and rivers.

Sun Wukong had subdued demons all along the way. Several years had already passed on their journey to the Western Paradise, leaving Tang Xuanzang with nothing but sighs and lamentations.

The weather was stiflingly hot, and as the master and disciples trekked through the Stone Mountains, they grew exceedingly weary.

"There's a large tree up ahead. Let's go over there, take shelter, and rest our feet!"

Xuanzang, seated atop the White Dragon Horse, wiped the sweat from his brow. Spotting the tree in the distance, he spoke to his disciples.

The disciples were exhausted as well. The moment they heard they could rest, they were instantly energized and quickened their pace.

After a while, they reached the tree. Xuanzang dismounted and sat cross-legged beneath it. Mountains rose and fell all around them, but this spot alone was lush and green. As a breeze swept over them, they immediately felt refreshed.

"Bajie, go find some water for Master," Sun Wukong ordered, looking at Zhu Bajie.

Zhu Bajie wiped away his sweat, looking utterly unwilling. He glanced resentfully at Sun Wukong. "Senior Brother, why is it always me? Can't you have Sand Brother look instead?"

"Idiot, are you going or not?" Sun Wukong glared at Zhu Bajie.

"I-I'll go, all right!" Zhu Bajie picked up his alms bowl and reluctantly muttered under his breath as he set off.

He grumbled and complained the whole way. He had no idea how long he had walked, and the heat was becoming unbearable.

Zhu Bajie simply stopped walking. He lay down beneath a large boulder, pressing himself flat against the ground.

Suddenly, the sound of rushing water traveled through