Screencasting of All Worlds Starts from Dragon Ball

The west side of Qijue Mountain is full of rotten persimmons. There are many persimmon trees on the mountain, which produce many persimmons every year. For many years, no one picks them, and the rotten persimmons have turned Qijue Mountain into a muddy river. When the west wind blows, the strange smell of rotten persimmons drifts into the village, which is extremely smelly.

They wanted to move forward, but the road ahead was completely blocked by rotten persimmons, making it impossible to pass. The entire rotten persimmon alley was 800 miles long and impossible to pass. If they were to open a road, they didn't know how long it would take.

"What should I do? The road is blocked. How can I get through? How can I get the true scriptures?" Xuanzang looked worried, clasped his hands together and sighed slightly.

"Master Xuanzang, I have an idea." Roth bowed slightly to Xuanzang, looked at Xuanzang, then looked at Zhu Bajie, and signaled that Zhu Bajie could do it. Roth lowered his voice and said, "Although these rotten persimmons are piled up like a mountain, we can use the power of Marshal Tianpeng. Brother Bajie is extremely powerful, we can let the body of the transformation to push the rotten persimmons aside and open up a path."

When Zhu Bajie heard this, his eyes widened and he said, "What? You want me, an old pig, to push these stinky rotten persimmons? I won't do it."

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Don't be lazy, idiot. Hurry up and work, or I will pull your ears and make you work."

"This Rotten Persimmon Alley is so wide, and I, an old pig, am not full every day and I only eat vegetarian food. How can I have the strength to work?" Zhu Bajie muttered, looking reluctant.

Sun Wukong glared at him and said, "You idiot, you still dare to complain? Once we pass this rotten persimmon alley, I will go find you some fruits to eat. Now hurry up and work, don't delay your journey."

The west side of Qijue Mountain is full of rotten persimmons. There are many persimmon trees on the mountain, which produce many persimmons every year. However, no one picks them for many years. The rotten persimmons keep piling up, turning Qijue Mountain into a muddy river. Once the west wind blows, the strange smell of rotten persimmons will drift into the village, which is extremely smelly and disgusting.

They wanted to move forward, but when they arrived here, they found that the road ahead was completely blocked by rotten persimmons, and they could not pass through at all. The rotten persimmons piled up like a mountain, and the entire rotten persimmon alley stretched for a full 800 miles. Such a long distance was daunting. If they wanted to open a road to pass, they really didn't know how long it would take, and everyone was worried.

"What should I do? The road is blocked. How can I get through? How can I get the scriptures?" Xuanzang looked worried, put his hands together, and sighed. His compassionate face was full of anxiety, and his heart was full of worries about the road ahead.

"Master Xuanzang, I have an idea." Roth bowed slightly to Xuanzang, his eyes revealing a trace of thought. He first looked at Xuanzang, his solemn expression seemed to seek the master's approval, and then cast his eyes on Zhu Bajie, with a hint of suggestion in his eyes. Roth lowered his voice and said: "Although these rotten persimmons are piled up like a mountain, we can use the power of Marshal Tianpeng. Brother Bajie is extremely powerful, we can let him return to his original form, push the rotten persimmons aside, and open up a path."

When Zhu Bajie heard this, his eyes widened with reluctance. He shouted, "What? You want me, an old pig, to push these stinky rotten persimmons? I won't do it." His round face was full of resistance, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with the proposal.

Sun Wukong chuckled and said, "Don't be lazy, idiot. Hurry up and work, or I will grab your ears and force you to work." Sun Wukong had a hint of mockery on his face, and he casually carried the golden cudgel on his shoulder, as if he was ready to teach this lazy fellow apprentice a lesson at any time.

"This rotten persimmon alley is so wide, and I am not full every day, and I only eat vegetarian food, how can I have the strength to work?" Zhu Bajie muttered, looking reluctant. His fat body swayed slightly, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.

Sun Wukong glared at him, his eyes revealing majesty. He said, "Fool, you still dare to complain? After we pass this rotten persimmon alley, I will go find you some fruits to eat. Now hurry up and work, don't delay your journey." Sun Wukong's words carried a hint of command, leaving no room for doubt.

Zhu Bajie remained unmoved and snorted, "Brother Monkey, you only know how to coax me, an old pig. This rotten persimmon stinks to high heaven, I really don't want to do anything with it." Zhu Bajie's attitude was firm, and he seemed to be full of disgust for the rotten persimmon.

Zhu Bajie refused to agree, so Roth pulled Zhu Bajie aside. He leaned close to Zhu Bajie's ear and whispered, "How about this, I'll ask Old Man Li to prepare some food for you, and I'll secretly add some python meat for you?" Roth's voice was low and mysterious, as if tempting Zhu Bajie.

When Zhu Bajie heard this, his eyes lit up instantly, and there seemed to be a trace of suspicious water stains at the corners of his mouth. He quickly lowered his voice and said, "Hey, that's a deal, I'll work after I'm full." Zhu Bajie's attitude changed instantly, as if he saw hope.

Luo Te immediately ordered Li Laohan's family to prepare some food, and then used Samadhi True Fire to process the python meat in the Qiankun Wuliang Gourd, and secretly added it to Zhu Bajie's food. Zhu Bajie couldn't walk when he saw the food, and immediately ate it with relish, humming with satisfaction while eating. The aroma of the food filled the air, and Zhu Bajie ate with relish, as if he had forgotten everything around him.

After a while, Zhu Bajie had eaten up all the food like a whirlwind. He patted his belly with satisfaction and said, "Hey, Brother Roth is really nice. I, old Pig, am full of energy now." Zhu Bajie showed a satisfied smile on his face, as if he had just enjoyed a delicious feast.

After saying that, Zhu Bajie transformed himself back to his original form. His huge body was like a small mountain, emitting a powerful force. He walked to the pile of rotten persimmons with great momentum and began to push the rotten persimmons vigorously. As he moved, the rotten persimmons moved to both sides, and a passage gradually appeared. The huge force seemed to be able to move mountains and fill the sea, which was amazing.

Xuanzang saw Zhu Bajie start to work, and a gratified smile appeared on his face. He clasped his hands together and nodded slightly, as if he was happy for Zhu Bajie's transformation.

With Zhu Bajie's efforts and Sun Wukong's help, a large section of the road was soon cleared. Although Zhu Bajie was exhausted and out of breath, he still did not stop thinking about the delicious food he had just eaten.

After a period of hard work, they finally opened up a road wide enough to continue moving forward. Zhu Bajie turned back into human form, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to Luo Te with a smile: "Brother Luo Te, don't forget me when you have such good things in the future." Zhu Bajie's face was filled with a hint of anticipation, as if he was looking forward to the next delicious meal.

Roth smiled and nodded, saying, "Don't worry, Marshal Tianpeng. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will get the benefits."

Luo Te and his companions said goodbye to the people of Tuoluo Village and continued on their journey. Before leaving, Luo Te reminded the people of Tuoluo Village that it would not be long before the Tang Dynasty's army, the Gods and Demons Army, would arrive at Tuoluo Village. They would build roads here and deal with the rotten persimmons in the Rotten Persimmon Lane. Don't be afraid when you see the army, as they will not harm anyone.

The people were filled with gratitude and waved goodbye to Xuanzang and his disciples and Lotte. They watched the figures going away, their hearts filled with hope and blessings.

Xuanzang and his disciples and Roth walked along the cleared road. The air was still filled with the faint smell of rotten persimmons, but they felt much more relaxed. Sun Wukong walked in front, observing the surrounding situation from time to time to prevent any accidents. His sharp eyes were like eagle eyes, not missing any suspicious signs. Zhu Bajie walked while savoring the python meat just now, with a satisfied smile on his face. His fat body swayed slightly with his steps, as if he was still immersed in the memory of the food.

The rotten persimmon alley was eight hundred miles long. They walked for several days in this pile of stinking rotten persimmons before they could get out.

When they finally walked out of the rotten persimmon alley, everyone felt like they were reborn. The sun shone gently on them, as if nature was cheering for their persistence and courage. Sun Wukong stretched his body and stretched his waist, with a look of relief on his face. He said, "Oh, I'm finally out of that stinky place. My nose is almost damaged by the smoke. The smell of rotten persimmons is even worse than the monster's poison gas." As he spoke, he fanned his nose with his hand, as if to dispel the remaining stench.

Zhu Bajie also nodded repeatedly, and the fat on his face trembled slightly with his movements. He frowned and said, "Yes, yes, the smell of rotten persimmons, I don't want to smell it again in my life. I have been walking in the pile of rotten persimmons for the past few days, and I am almost dizzy from the smell. Now that I am out, I feel that the air has become particularly fresh." He took a deep breath, as if he was enjoying the hard-earned fresh air.