Screencasting of All Worlds Starts from Dragon Ball

As they approached the Taoist temple, they saw that the gate was tightly closed. The copper ring on the door swayed gently in the breeze, making a crisp sound. Sun Wukong stepped forward and knocked on the door gently. After a while, footsteps were heard from inside the door, and then the door slowly opened, and a young Taoist priest appeared in front of them.

The original book describes the Taoist priest like this: He wears a bright red crown with gold, a black robe, a pair of green cloud-shaped shoes, and a yellow belt. His face is as hard as iron, his eyes are as bright as stars. His nose is high and big like Huihui, and his lips are open like Dada. His heart is like thunder, and he is a true feathered priest who can subdue tigers and dragons.

The Taoist had a handsome face and clear eyes. He was slightly stunned when he saw them, then bowed and asked, "Dear donors, what can I do for you?" Sun Wukong hurriedly said, "We are traveling westward and passing by here. It is getting late, and we would like to stay in your Taoist temple for one night. I hope you can give us some convenience." The Taoist hesitated for a moment, then said, "Please wait a moment, I will go and ask the abbot." After that, he turned around and closed the door.

Everyone waited anxiously outside the door, their hearts full of anticipation. After a while, the door opened again, and the Taoist priest came out and said, "The master of the temple agrees that you can stay here. Please come in." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and followed the Taoist priest into the temple. The temple was peaceful and serene, with smoke curling up, which gradually dissipated the fatigue and tension in people's hearts.

The centipede demon, he changed into a Taoist priest and "practiced" in Huanghua Temple, where he worshipped the Three Pure Ones. He usually liked to collect herbs and make elixirs. He once studied with seven spider demons in the same class, and they had some affection for each other. Therefore, after being bullied by Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, the spider demon came to him for help. But he was refining medicine at that time, and the medicine could not see Yin people (i.e. women), so he did not bother to ask the reason until Tang Monk and his disciples arrived.

The Taoist priest led Xuanzang and the others to the living room and prepared tea. He hurried his steps, but in his mind he was thinking about how to implement his conspiracy. The cries of the seven spider spirits kept echoing in his mind, making him full of resentment towards Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and others.

"Master, several fairies from the Pansi Cave are here." A little Taoist boy hurried over to report.

"Oh? My junior sisters are here, where are they?" The centipede demon, the Taoist priest, had a flash of surprise in his eyes, and he quickly stood up and walked out the door. His steps were urgent, as if he couldn't wait to see his junior sisters.

At this time, seven spider spirits were standing at the entrance of the Taoist temple, looking a little tired and panicked. Their clothes were a little messy, and their hair was a little messy, obviously they had experienced a difficult battle. When they saw the Taoist priest coming out, they surrounded him as if they had seen a savior.

"Brother, you have to take charge of us!" a spider spirit cried, tears in her eyes and a trembling voice filled with grievance and fear.

"What's wrong? Junior sisters, what happened?" The centipede demon asked with a frown, his eyes full of concern and confusion.

The spider spirits recounted their conflicts with Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and others, portraying themselves as victims. They exaggerated the ferocity of Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie and expressed their own helplessness and fear.

After hearing this, the centipede demon's face gradually darkened. He had studied with these spider demons in the same school and had a deep relationship with them. Now that he heard that they were bullied, he was naturally angry. He clenched his fists tightly and his eyes flashed with anger.

"Hmph, how dare Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie bully my fellow apprentice sisters like this. I will make them pay the price." The centipede demon said gritting his teeth, his voice full of resentment and determination.

In the living room of the Taoist temple, Xuanzang and others knew nothing about what was happening outside. They sat there quietly, waiting for the Taoist to return. Xuanzang's face was calm, and his eyes revealed a firm belief. Sun Wukong had been paying attention to the Taoist's actions. Seeing his unusual expression, he became more alert. He narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly thinking about the Taoist's intentions. His fiery eyes scanned the surroundings from time to time, looking for possible dangers.

Zhu Bajie was unaware of this. He saw the tea on the table and couldn't wait to pick it up and drink it. He had a greedy look on his face, as if the tea was the most delicious drink in the world. Sun Wukong was quick to stop him.

"Idiot, wait." Sun Wukong whispered, his voice full of warning.

Zhu Bajie was stunned and looked at Sun Wukong in confusion. His eyes were full of doubts, and he didn't understand why Sun Wukong stopped him from drinking tea. Sun Wukong shook his head slightly, signaling him not to act rashly.

The Taoist priest was nervous when he saw Sun Wukong's reaction, but he quickly regained his composure. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, donors. This is just ordinary tea." His smile was a little forced, but his eyes revealed a hint of uneasiness.

Sun Wukong sneered and said, "Ordinary tea? Humph, I think you, a Taoist priest, have ill intentions." His voice was full of suspicion and vigilance.

The Taoist's face changed slightly, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "Why do you say that, benefactor? I took you in with good intentions, how could I have any bad intentions?" His voice trembled a little, and he was obviously frightened by what Sun Wukong said.

Just as Sun Wukong was about to get angry, Xuanzang said, "Wukong, don't be rude. The Taoist priest was kind enough to take us in, so we should be grateful." Xuanzang's voice was gentle but firm, full of compassion and tolerance.

Sun Wukong had no choice but to pretend to drink the tea. Luo Te, Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong knew that the tea was a bit problematic, so they pretended to drink the tea. Only Xuanzang and Sha Wujing drank the poisoned tea. After eating the red dates, the poison took effect and they fainted on the ground. Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and Luo Te smashed the teacups and took out their weapons. Sun Wukong's eyes widened with anger, and he pointed his golden hoop at the Taoist priest, shouting, "You monster, how dare you poison my master! Today, I, Sun Wukong, will kill you." His voice was as loud as thunder, full of anger and determination.

Zhu Bajie was so angry that he yelled, "You damned monster, I'm going to beat you to pieces." He waved his nine-toothed rake in his hand, making a whistling sound.

Roth had a stern look on his face, holding his iron soldier tightly in his hand, ready to join the battle at any time. His eyes were full of vigilance and calmness, ready to deal with the upcoming battle.

When the Taoist saw that his conspiracy was exposed, he no longer disguised himself, revealed his ferocious face, and sneered: "Hmph, Sun Wukong, none of you can leave today. My sisters have been bullied by you, and I will definitely avenge them." His voice was full of resentment and madness.

The seven spider spirits also surrounded them, baring their fangs and claws, ready to fight with Sun Wukong and others again. Their eyes were full of anger and hatred, as if they wanted to tear Sun Wukong and others into pieces.

Sun Wukong was not afraid at all, and his fiery eyes flashed with anger. He leaped into the air and smashed the golden hoop at the Taoist priest. The golden hoop drew a brilliant arc in the air, carrying a thunderous force, as if it could smash a hole in the sky and the earth. The Taoist priest quickly dodged sideways, as agile as a civet cat, and at the same time waved his hand to send out a ray of light to meet the golden hoop. The light shot out like a sharp arrow, colliding with the golden hoop, making a deafening sound, and the air around them seemed to be shaken.

Zhu Bajie and Roth were not to be outdone, and they rushed towards the spider spirits. Zhu Bajie wielded his nine-toothed rake, and every time he raked down, there was a whistling sound. The rake danced in the air, like a giant axe in the wind, and it was extremely powerful. The spider spirits spit out spider silk to resist, but under Zhu Bajie's powerful force, the spider silk was quickly broken. Under the impact of the rake, the spider silk broke one after another, like fragile silk threads. Zhu Bajie's eyes were wide open, and he shouted loudly, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart.

The free-spirited iron soldiers in Roth's hands were like dragons emerging from the sea, fighting with the spider spirits with fierce moves. The free-spirited iron soldiers flew up and down in Roth's hands, shining brightly. Roth was agile and flexible, and every move was full of power and speed. Although the spider spirits were numerous, they gradually fell into trouble under Roth's attack. Their attacks were resolved one by one by Roth, but Roth's counterattack made them flustered.

The battle became more intense, and the temple was in chaos. Tables and chairs were smashed to pieces, and wood chips flew in the air, falling like snowflakes. The walls were also shaken and the murals on the walls became blurred under the impact of the battle. Deep cracks appeared on the ground, as if the earth was shaking.

Sun Wukong and the Taoist priest fought back and forth, and the fight was indisputable. The Taoist priest used his magic and poison to attack Sun Wukong. The magic weapon in his hand flashed with strange light, and the magic was shot at Sun Wukong like a meteor. But Sun Wukong, with his flexible skills and powerful strength, resolved the Taoist priest's attacks again and again. He jumped and tumbled in the air, and the golden hoop followed him like a shadow, blocking the Taoist priest's attacks one by one. Sun Wukong's face was full of determination and unyielding, and the flame of fighting burned in his eyes, as if he would never retreat.