Teaching the Black Bear Spirit

The next second, Sun Wukong shouted, and with his Jingu Bang in hand, he smashed it down hard on the Black Bear Spirit's head!

"Old Sun, am going to take your life!"

The Black Bear Spirit's expression changed, and he suddenly felt a shiver run through his entire body.

If he were to get hit hard by that Jingu Bang again, his skull would probably be completely shattered.

Just at this critical moment, Tang Xuanzang, who was on the roof, shouted.

"Wukong, spare his life. As the saying goes, it's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester."

Sun Wukong's 20-meter-long staff was about to swing at his head when Tang Xuanzang suddenly uttered this remark.

Therefore, Sun Wukong was extremely unhappy. Why was his master siding with outsiders?

However, the master couldn't bear to see killing, which shows his great spirituality.

After thinking about this, Sun Wukong finally stopped wielding his staff and turned to walk towards Xuanzang.

"Master, what are you doing? Aren't you disturbing my siege?"

Tang Xuanzang gently shook his head, his expression quite serious.

"Wukong, have you forgotten? As the saying goes, a Buddhist Order must know how to control their inner demons!"

Sun Wukong shook his head.

"That's a monster, Master!"

"Just restrain him, leave the rest to Master, Wukong. Trust Master this once."

Upon hearing Tang Monk's words, Sun Wukong on the other side nodded thoughtfully.

"Alright, Master! In that case, I will listen to you this time."

The words had barely left his mouth.

Sun Wukong then plucked two hairs from his head, and in an instant, two clones were Sun Wukong.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Wukong reached out his hand.

"Children, charge!"

The Black Bear Spirit and the White Dragon Horse were already entangled enough, and now several more clones have entered the battlefield.

The Black Bear Spirit was immediately at a disadvantage and was no match for the combined forces of the group.

The White Dragon Horse's five consecutive whips left him covered in welts, and in the end, Sun Wukong swung his Jingu Bang and smashed it into the Black Bear Spirit's shoulder!

There was a loud groan.

The Black Bear Spirit's body flew straight away several meters like a kite with a broken string, before crashing to the ground with a thud.

It can be said that he was completely defeated by Sun Wukong.

The black bear lay on the ground, its words filled with fear.

"What are you trying to do? I am the mighty Black Wind King, my little demons will..."

Before the Black Bear Spirit could finish speaking, Sun Wukong quickly waved his hand.

"Alright, you Black Bear Spirit, you're still trying to threaten Old Sun, even now! Don't you even look at the state you've become?"

The Black Bear Spirit's lips twitched slightly; it seemed he no longer had the right to threaten others.

"What exactly do you want?"

The Black Bear Spirit asked this question with a face full of fear, and Sun Wukong swung his Sea-Calming Divine Needle).

The Black Bear Spirit opposite him paled. If that 100,000-pound club were to smash into his head, wouldn't his head be smashed open and he'd be running for his life?

"Old Sun ask you one last time, can you return the cassock to me?"

Upon hearing that the cassock had to be returned, the Black Bear Spirit's expression changed.

"Absolutely impossible! Absolutely impossible..."

Sun Wukong touched his cheek.

"Fine, Old Sun, originally intended to give you a chance to reform, but I never expected you to be so stubborn."

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me Old Sun, for being ruthless. Today I'll take your life, you Black Bear Spirit!"

After shouting this, Sun Wukong leaped up and picked up his Jingu Bang, ready to smash it down on the Black Bear Spirit!

However, at this critical moment, Tang Xuanzang appeared in front of Sun Wukong.

"Wukong, have you forgotten? I just taught you something, but you haven't mentioned it at all!"

Sun Wukong's expression changed; he had just been filled with pent-up anger.

However, the moment Sun Wukong saw Tang Xuanzang, Sun Wukong wilted like a frostbitten eggplant and slowly landed on the ground.

"Master, aren't you making things difficult for your disciple? This Black Bear Spirit is very stubborn; it's up to me to deal with him!"

Tang Xuanzang waved his hand gently.

"Let me deal with the Black Bear Spirit."

"Don't you believe in your master's abilities anymore?"

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, grabbed his staff, and sat down on the other side, his face full of exasperation.

Tang Xuanzang turned to look at the Black Bear Spirit opposite him, and even the White Dragon Horse felt it was a bit inappropriate.

"Master, that Black Bear Spirit deserves to die! After all, he stole your cassock, a Buddhist treasure bestowed by Bodhisattva Guanyin!"

"Now it has been defiled by such a vixen..."

Tang Xuanzang waved his hand.

"Little White Dragon, don't add fuel to the fire. Can't you see your senior brother is already angry? Leave this Black Bear Spirit to me."

Then Tang Xuanzang turned to look at the black Black Bear Spirit and spoke to it, word by word.

"Black Wind King, could you please return my cassock?"

The Black Bear Spirit glared angrily at Tang Xuanzang, especially his face, which was as black as a lump of coal, combined with his furious expression.

They seemed to want to devour Tang Xuanzang.

"You despicable Tang Monk! So what if Laozi took your cassock? Go ahead and kill me if you dare!"

Tang Xuanzang quickly put his hands together in prayer.

"No, no, no, the path of Buddhism prohibits killing. Even if I cannot retrieve the robe, I will absolutely not harm you."

Upon hearing this, the Black Bear Spirit felt that he wasn't at a disadvantage. As long as he could keep holding out, Tang Xuanzang probably wouldn't be able to do anything to him.

Thinking of this, the Black Bear Spirit chuckled.

At this moment, he resembled a rogue or scoundrel.

"Tang Xuanzang, it's a shame you have such a Law Power disciple. You still can't do anything to Laozi!"

Tang Xuanzang, however, seemed quite indifferent and spoke softly to the Little White Dragon.

"Little White Dragon, bind him! Watch as your master teaches him, guiding him to truly enter the Buddhist order!"

As soon as Tang Monk uttered these words...

The Little White Dragon opposite nodded.

The clone then transformed into several whips, which directly bound the Black Bear Spirit to the tree.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Monk put his hands together in prayer and walked step by step toward the Black Bear Spirit.

They immediately began to operate.

As for the Little White Dragon, it transformed back into the shape of a white horse and walked step by step to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong slowly sat cross-legged, stroking the Little White Dragon's mane while looking at Tang Xuanzang opposite him.

He then let out a long sigh.

"My junior brother," Master said, "At this rate, when will we ever reach the Western Heaven and obtain the true scriptures? It's not as satisfying as my Old Sun somersault!"

The Little White Dragon looked up at the sky and laughed heartily.

Sun Wukong suddenly burst into laughter.

"The journey westward will surely be fraught with hardship; it seems we must be careful. Little White Dragon, you two have truly suffered."