Everyone around agreed with what Uchiha Shin had said. They all knew that if one wanted to gain something, one had to pay a price. The more one wanted to gain, the greater the price one had to pay.
Everyone understood this principle, but very few were willing to act on it.
Li Shimin had fought on battlefields since he was young, and later ascended the throne as emperor. A man like him possessed an exceptionally resolute heart, yet after taking in what Uchiha Shin had just said, he, too, felt a trace of fear.
The road was already unimaginably long, and it was filled with dangers. On top of that, Spirit Mountain was an illusory, intangible place in people's minds. Few would truly be willing to go.
Li Shimin looked toward the monks behind him and said, "Which master is willing to travel to Spirit Mountain? If anyone is willing, I will give this cassock and Buddhist staff to him free of charge."
Upon hearing this, the monks behind him all backed away. They did not want to take such a risk. They only wanted to live peacefully in Chang'an. How comfortable that was.
Xuanzang, however, stepped forward with a smile. "Monk, you just said that Thunderclap Monastery is one hundred and eight thousand li from Chang'an. Is that true?"
Xuanzang stared at Uchiha Shin and asked with a smile.
"Of course it's true."
The smile at the corners of Xuanzang's mouth deepened, as though he had heard some wonderful news.
"Haha, if that's the case, then I really can travel ten thousand miles, wander the world, and no longer be constrained by my master. Haha," Xuanzang said with a laugh.
Li Shimin was taken aback when he heard this. "Master Xuanzang, don't speak carelessly."
The road to Western