At this time, after passing Black Wind Mountain, Tang Sanzang was finally quiet for quite a while.
It was not until later, after they took Zhu Bajie in at Gao Village, that the atmosphere of the entire pilgrimage party changed considerably.
Because of Jiang Zhen, Sun Wukong had not taken a master. He was merely there as a guard, protecting Tang Sanzang.
But Zhu Bajie was different. He had taken the precepts and acknowledged Tang Sanzang as his master, becoming a disciple of Buddhism.
It was precisely because of this that Tang Sanzang felt something different this time: his relationship with Zhu Bajie had become much closer.
He was even willing to listen to Zhu Bajie on certain matters, especially with Zhu Bajie's persuasive little mouth.
Tang Sanzang often found himself willing to believe him.
However, Sun Wukong paid no heed to such matters and merely carried out his duties as a guard.
That was until one day, when Sun Wukong returned after scouting ahead.
"Hey, Little Monk, the situation ahead isn't simple. I checked Yellow Wind Ridge. There's no Demonic Energy, no baleful aura, and there's even a faint rise of Immortal Qi. But it still gives me a bone-chilling feeling, as if something terrifying and dreadful is hidden there. My suggestion is that we avoid Yellow Wind Ridge. It'll be a detour, but it'll be safer."
Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang immediately recalled what had happened before.
Especially the situation at Black Wind Mountain. He was just about to agree when he suddenly thought of his disciple, Zhu Bajie.
He immediately turned to look at him.
"Eight Precepts! What do you think about this?"
Hearing that, Zhu Bajie glanced over before saying carelessly,
"Master, I think Monkey Brother is making too much of it. There's nothing to be