What Lingyun Ferry, why isn't it working anymore?

Inside Great Thunderclap Temple, all the Buddhas glared at Shen Gongbao, who had appeared halfway through the journey. They were gnashing their teeth in fury and brimming with righteous indignation.

"World Honored One! At a time like this, Shen Gongbao still dares to commit such a filthy act so brazenly!"

"We must settle accounts with him afterward!!!"

Joyful Buddha of Fixed Light pointed at Shen Gongbao in the light curtain, who was leading Tang Sanzang and the others into Yuzhen Temple, and shouted angrily.

"Eh~"

"Joyful Buddha of Fixed Light, you're awfully worked up. I thought you were going to challenge Shen Gongbao to a duel!"

Someone threw out that remark, and all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats immediately nodded in agreement.

"Exactly, exactly!"

Faced with such a situation, Chang Er's rabbit-like old face flushed red. He crawled back onto his Lotus Platform and stopped speaking.

"Everyone, be quiet and wait patiently!"

"We've already waited more than a decade. A few more days won't matter!"

Rulai had come to terms with it. There was nothing he could do. Tang Sanzang and the others had already reached the foot of Spirit Mountain. Surely the duck that had reached his mouth couldn't still fly away, could it?

"We shall heed Buddha Ancestor's teachings!"

And so, all the Buddhas in the temple began waiting anxiously. They had waited more than ten years already, so a little longer was nothing.

Inside Yuzhen Temple at the foot of the mountain, disorderly boxes had been placed beneath the branches of an old tree.

"Martial Uncle Shen, are you moving house?"

Seeing the scene, Sun Wukong bounded over to Shen Gongbao in three steps and asked.

"No, no!"

"I'm merely tidying up Yuzhen Temple. So many years have passed; it's time to give the place a proper