Traveling westward for hundreds of thousands of miles, I have arrived in the Western Regions unknowingly.

After passing thousands of miles of yellow sand, Sun Yuelin and others rested in a desolate town.

Looking at the scorching sun above his head, Sun Yuelin sighed in frustration, and then he couldn't help but stare at Bai Longma, and his eyes kept wandering around him.

Sensing the look in Sun Yuelin's eyes, Bai Longma suddenly felt cold all over. In order to prevent being persecuted by the master, he flew into the sky with a loud roar, leaving two sad tears behind.

A dark cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, and it began to rain.

Feeling the long-awaited rain, the residents of the town happily ran to the streets to dance. Coupled with the familiar costumes, Sun Yuelin suddenly thought he was watching a movie about Asan, and almost couldn't help but sing the song "I am playing in the Northeast" Mud.

After a while, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, and the little white dragon transformed into a white dragon horse and returned to the ground. The local people came forward and knelt down one after another, and brought melons and fruits to feed the white dragon horse.

Bai Longma glanced at Sun Yuelin, obediently picked up a melon and came to Sun Yuelin.

Sun Yuelin said happily.

"Eat, this is the reward I've given you."

Bai Longma breathed a sigh of relief, threw the cantaloupe into the sky, caught it with his mouth, and started chewing it.

At this time, several common people came to Sun Yuelin and others with cut cakes and smiled for them to enjoy.

Sun Yuelin ate the cut cake and asked an old man.

"Old man, how far is this place from the Flame Mountain?"

The old man smiled.

"There are still more than 1000 miles to go. If we want to go around, we have to travel thousands of miles."

Sun Yuelin nodded slightly and looked sideways at Wukong.

"It's all the fault of you monkey. If you hadn't kicked over that old man's alchemy furnace, there wouldn't be this Flame Mountain anymore."

Wukong smiled and rarely said anything back.

Honghaier said proudly from the side.

"Master, my mother's banana fan can extinguish fires. Just blow it three times to ensure a good harvest for the people."

Sun Yuelin rolled his eyes.

"Your mother is also an old vampire. She could easily extinguish the Flame Mountain, but she let the mountain burn for 500 years for the sake of the endless supply of offerings."

The proud look on Hong Boy's face faded away, and his head immediately dropped.

After a while, the master and disciples finished their rest and headed towards Cuiyun Mountain where Princess Iron Fan lived. In the evening, they came to the Basho Cave.

Seeing the arrival of her son, Princess Iron Fan couldn't help but let people prepare a banquet to entertain Sun Yuelin and his party.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Sun Yuelin spoke.

"Princess Iron Fan, my master and disciple are going to the West to seek scriptures. They have to pass by the Flame Mountain. I would like to borrow your banana fan to extinguish the Flame Mountain."

Princess Iron Fan frowned immediately after hearing this.

"Holy Monk, this banana fan is the foundation of my career. How can I easily lend it to others?"

Hong Hai'er's expression changed, and he quickly persuaded the master before he turned against him.

"Mom, this mountain of flames is dangerous to the world, so it's best to put it out."

Princess Iron Fan calmly glanced at Sun Wukong and the others beside her, then touched Red Boy's head and revealed a smile.

"Since the child also came to intercede, let's lend it to the holy monk."

Honghai'er took a deep breath, changed his face to a smile instantly, and started eating happily.

Not long after, the banquet was over, and Sun Yuelin and Wukong were led by the maid to a stone room to rest.

Wukong jumped on the stone table and crossed his legs, saying with a playful expression.

"Master, my sister-in-law is evasive in her eyes. She may not really lend us the banana fan."

Sun Yuelin said humbly.

"A woman's mouth is a liar. Wukong, turn into a flying insect and see what her plans are."

Wukong transformed into a fly and flew out.

Not long after, Wukong came to Princess Iron Fan's room, stopped on a group of maids, and overheard the conversation between her and Princess Iron Fan.

"These masters and disciples are here with bad intentions. Go to Jilei Mountain and ask the master to come back and help me get rid of this dishonest monk!"

"Madam, this... I see that the Holy Infant King is very close to that monk. Will our doing this anger him?"

"Humph, my child was bewitched by the monk. If he stays in the cave and listens to my teachings for a few days, he will understand the truth. Go find the master quickly. When it gets light, my banana fan will not be saved."

The maid responded, turned around and walked out of Princess Iron Fan's boudoir. After Wukong followed her out, he buzzed back to Chen Mang and revealed his true form.

"Master, as expected, my sister-in-law used a delaying strategy and sent people to Jilei Mountain to invite my eldest brother!"

Sun Yuelin seemed to have expected it, and looked at Wukong with his lips raised slightly.

"Wukong, have you eaten dumplings?"

Wukong tilted his head in confusion and replied.

"I've never eaten it before, Master, why do you ask me this?"

Sun Yuelin chuckled and called Wukong aside to give instructions.

Early the next morning, Sun Yuelin got up from bed and asked the maid to invite Princess Iron Fan to the living room.

Princess Iron Fan is not afraid. Her husband, the powerful Bull Demon King, has great magic power and extraordinary abilities. Most of the Western Regions now believe in the Bull God because they are afraid of her husband.

Even if the three brothers of Sun Wukong come together, they may not be able to win his husband.

What's more, she also has a banana fan handle in her hand. With one fan, she can fan people fifty-four thousand miles away.

As long as he or she is cowardly and holds Sun Wukong back for a moment, until her husband arrives, not to mention driving them away, even Tang Monk's meat can be eaten!

Arriving in the living room, Princess Iron Fan saw Sun Yuelin had been waiting for a long time and said with a smile.

"Holy Monk, why did you get up so early, but my house didn't provide enough hospitality?"

Sun Yuelin smiled and saluted and said.

"I have met Madam. The poor monk is very grateful for Madam Meng's hospitality. However, I am so focused on going to the Western Heavens to obtain the scriptures that I can't sleep at night. Please also ask Madam to lend me the banana fan as early as possible to help my master and disciple get through that difficult time." Flame Mountain.”

Princess Iron Fan glanced at the master and apprentice, with a smile on her face. She took out a fan the size of an almond leaf from her mouth and took it in her hand. She chanted a spell and it instantly grew to the size of a banana leaf. She held the fan handle with both hands. said.

"This is the banana fan, I want to get it myself!"

Before he finished speaking, he shook his hands, and a strong wind emerged out of thin air, blowing Master and Disciple Sun Yuelin away!

"Master!"

The red boy on the side yelled and glared at his mother:

"Mom, what are you doing!"

Princess Iron Fan scolded.

"You kid is getting more and more outrageous. You actually help outsiders to earn money for your mother's treasure. Go back to your room and think about your mistakes. When your father comes, come back and receive the reprimand!"

"Oh, Mom, you're in trouble!"

Honghai'er was so angry that he stamped his feet and ignored his cold-faced mother. A fire cloud appeared under his feet and he chased in the direction where Sun Yuelin and others flew out.

On the other side, Sun Yuelin had landed safely on the ground and complained.

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