Soon, bodhisattva returned to her Purple Bamboo Forest, quietly sitting by the Lotus Pond grooming her hair. However, her brows were filled with contemplative expressions, clearly pondering over her own problems.
She was not only combing through her azure locks but also sifting through the myriad of events that had occurred on the Journey to the West.
Without any doubts, indeed, Guanyin would not have given it much thought.
But once doubts began to surface, she slowly combed through the occurrences along the Journey to the West, feeling as though everywhere was rife with suspicious signs.
Xuanzang set off on the Journey to the West with elements of trade involved. Considering that after the incense offering ceremony, he had eloped with Princess Gaoyang, wouldn't it not be strange if he didn't wish to become a monk?
Next, along the way, despite the prophecy of eighty-one hardships, so far, the Journey to the West team had only encountered just over twenty.
