At that thought.
Sun Wukong followed Tang Sanzang toward Guanyin Temple.
At the same time, with a turn of his magical power, a figure stepped out of Sun Wukong's body. It was the figure formed from a drop of his essence blood when he had previously plotted over the Tight-Fillet Spell. Sun Wukong had found it quite useful afterward, so he had not refined that drop of essence blood back into his body.
Instead, he had continued preserving it...
Sure enough, it came in handy now!
The other Sun Wukong had barely appeared before vanishing into the void, heading directly toward the Heavenly Court. Tang Sanzang naturally noticed nothing, while White Dragon Horse merely sensed a faint disturbance and curiously raised his head to look around.
His strength was far inferior to Sun Wukong's...
Naturally, he saw nothing.
Back with the Scripture Seeking Group, the man, monkey, and horse arrived before Guanyin Temple. Seeing its name written above, Tang Sanzang was instantly overwhelmed with excitement:
"Bodhisattva has cared for me deeply along the way... Now that I have reached a place where she is worshipped, this poor monk must naturally offer incense and pray for blessings!"
He immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door.
Very soon.
Two monks came out and opened it.
Upon seeing Tang Sanzang, they were first taken aback, then delighted. Swayed by his appearance, they pressed their palms together and bowed to him.
"May I ask where this master has come from?"
Tang Sanzang promptly returned the salute and said:
"This poor monk comes from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and is traveling to Western Heaven to seek scriptures..."
After hearing Tang Sanzang's introduction, the monks of Guanyin Temple became even more respectful. They hurriedly invited him inside to rest, but when they turned around and