Original Adaptation of Journey to the West: The Four Sages Test the Mind of Zen, Losing Their Body and Vital Essence

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Original author: Wu Cheng'en.
Summary: This article is adapted from Chapter 23 of Journey to the West: Sanzang Does Not Forget His Roots, Four Sages Test His Zen Mind. It is the story of Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra Bodhisattvas, along with four immortals and Buddhas, including the Old Mother of Lishan invited by Guanyin, who disguised themselves as beautiful women to seduce the master and his disciples.
The story goes that Sanzang and his companions were traveling westward. One evening, as they were setting out, Sanzang said, "Disciples, it's getting late. Where shall we rest?"
Wukong laughed, "Master, monks eat the wind and sleep on the water, sleep under the moon and frost. Where can't we rest? Let's make do here for the night."
Zhu Bajie, however, complained about the heavy luggage and the slow horse, saying, "Master's horse is so tall and strong, yet it only carries this old monk. Let it carry a few things; that would be a brotherly gesture."
Wukong laughed and said, "You call it a horse? It's no ordinary horse. It's the son of Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, named the Third Prince Dragon Horse." "He was accused of disobeying the heavenly law by his father for setting fire to the pearl in the palace. It was only thanks to Guanyin Bodhisattva that his life was saved. He waited for his master for a long time at Eagle's Sorrow Gorge, and fortunately, the Bodhisattva herself came and removed his scales and horns, took the pearl from his neck, and transformed him into this horse, willing to carry his master to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha. This is all due to one's own merits; you shouldn't
try to take credit for it." Despite saying this, Sun Wukong's playful nature arose. He used his old skill as the Keeper of the Heavenly Horses, pointing his Ruyi Jingu Bang at the dragon horse. Even though the horse was a dragon in disguise, it was still afraid of being hit, and immediately its four hooves flew like lightning, galloping away.
Tang Sanzang was terrified. Before he could even utter the word "You impudent monkey," his dragon horse was already far away, seemingly riding on clouds. Fortunately, he had some martial arts skills and managed to grip the saddle tightly with both legs, barely managing to stay upright and avoid falling to his death.
When did Tang Sanzang learn martial arts? It turns out that Sun Wukong, seeing that he was weak and feeble, would teach Tang Sanzang some breathing techniques during his free time, under the pretext of strengthening his body. The elder was easily swayed and, hearing that it was purely for health, learned a little bit. However, one must know what kind of person the Great Sage Equaling Heaven was; the breathing techniques he taught Tang Sanzang were actually extremely miraculous. Ordinary people who learned them would strengthen their muscles and bones and be immune to all diseases. Tang Sanzang studied them for over a year, establishing a solid foundation, and his skills were no longer what they used to be. Even running at lightning speed, he didn't fall off his horse.
After galloping for a while, the dragon horse reached the top of the slope and began to walk slowly. Tang Sanzang was also exhausted and covered in sweat. He cursed, "Wukong, you naughty monkey, you scared the horse. I could have kept up with it."
Wukong, Bajie, and Sha Wujing caught up from behind and saw a grove of pine trees with several magnificent houses inside. It seemed to be the home of a wealthy family. The pine, cypress, and bamboo trees cast lush green shadows, and several clumps of wild chrysanthemums were planted by the fence. It was a beautiful farmhouse.
Sanzang initially wanted to complain, but seeing that they could rest near a house, his anger subsided. He said, "Disciple, look over there, there's a manor over there. We can ask to stay there."
Sun Wukong, being more experienced, noticed the manor, with its fields and houses, but no chickens, dogs, cattle, or sheep in sight, and not a sound to be heard. He took note. Opening his fiery eyes, he saw auspicious clouds shrouding the sky, a veil of
good fortune. He knew it must be a test set up by immortals for the master and his disciples. Sun Wukong cursed inwardly, "What kind of idle gods are these? Why don't they stay in the sacred palaces and celestial abodes? Instead of cultivating properly, they come here to torment me!"
The Great Sage plucked a hair from his head and blew a breath of immortal energy, transforming it into an identical Sun Wukong. The real Sun Wukong transformed into a tiny insect, which nestled near Pigsy's ear. The fake Monkey King said, "Alright, alright, let's ask to stay there."
They saw a gate with lotus-shaped eaves and painted beams. Sha Wujing put down his load, and Bajie led the horse, saying, "This family is excessively wealthy." Wukong, in his haste, was about to enter when Sanzang said, "No, we are both monks; we should avoid suspicion. Let's wait for someone to come out and politely ask for lodging."
Bajie tied up the horse and leaned against the wall; Sanzang sat on a stone drum; Wukong and Sha Wujing sat on the edge of a platform. After a long while, no one came out. Wukong called his clone to jump into the doorway and look inside. There were three large halls facing south, with high curtains. Hanging above the screen door was a horizontal scroll painting of longevity and happiness; on the two gilded pillars on either side were pasted a couplet on large red paper, which read: "Silk threads flutter on the willows by the bridge at dusk; Snowflakes dot the plum blossoms in the courtyard in spring."
Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming from the back door, and a middle-aged woman came out, asking in a coquettish voice: "Who is it, daring to enter my widow's door?" The Great Sage was flustered and stammered: "This humble monk comes from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East, and is on a mission to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. The four of us are passing through Baofang, and since it is getting late, we have come to the old bodhisattva's residence to ask for lodging for the night."
Hearing that there were four of them, the woman exclaimed happily, "Elder, where are the other three? Please come in!" The
avatar of the Monkey King then pushed open the door and called out, "Master, please come in!"
The woman, her face beaming with smiles, greeted him. Pigsy glanced at her and saw that she was indeed a beautiful woman, almost like a celestial being descended to earth: her beautiful eyes sparkled with spring-like joy, her cheeks flushed a vibrant red, she wore a light red undergarment covered by a light green silk jacket, her fragrant shoulders and fair neck half-concealed, revealing indescribable whiteness and smoothness; further down, her breasts were high and round, seemingly about to burst forth, almost breaking through the thin veil. Although she wore no makeup, it did not diminish her ripe, seductive fragrance. Pigsy's crotch bulged high, and saliva soaked through his bra!
The little insect that the Monkey King had transformed into whispered in Pigsy's ear, "Junior brother! Junior brother! Be careful, this harlot is actually a Bodhisattva!"
Pigsy was startled, and his lustful desire immediately diminished by more than half. "Senior brother, how come I can't see that you're using this clone technique again? Are you trying to trick me again?"
The Monkey King laughed and said, "You fool! When I was making a ruckus in the Heavenly Palace, I developed my Fiery Eyes of Truth. You know how to see the harlot in this Bodhisattva's lewd appearance. She must be testing our group, maybe even targeting you!"
Pigsy said, "Pfft, pfft, senior brother, you're too suspicious. This kind of family must be rich in oil and produce, and they're sincerely offering alms to monks. Why don't we take this opportunity to eat our fill and then make our plans?"
While the two were whispering, the beautiful woman had already invited the group into the hall. After the greetings, a girl with a bun and flowing hair carried a golden tray and a white jade cup, serving fragrant tea. The girl's features were exquisite, her beauty ethereal, and her graceful figure seemed otherworldly. Pigsy was captivated by her beauty.
"Junior brother, stop drooling! Look closely; this is Xiniu Hezhou, a land with no villages or towns in front and only barren mountains behind. Suddenly, a large mansion appears, with a widow and an orphan girl, and such beauty and character. Isn't this a trap?"
"Brother, what you say is true; even when I commanded the Heavenly Navy, I didn't encounter such a beauty. But we've already entered her home, what should we do?"
"Heh! It's rare that you're so clear-headed. I secretly warned you because I was afraid you'd be blinded by lust and ruin the whole plan. I already have a plan. Let me talk to Wujing, maybe we brothers will all get something out of it!" Pigsy, hearing there was something to gain, readily agreed and stopped arguing.
In a short while, Wukong flew around, devising plans with Bajie and Sha Wujing. Meanwhile, the widow recounted her family's fortunes to Tang Sanzang, her voice as sweet and melodious as a nightingale's song. She then mentioned that her husband had died young, leaving her as a widow with three daughters, a perfect match for Tang Sanzang and his disciples. She seemed to be planning to find husbands for them while she was on the mountain. As she spoke, her beautiful eyes, like autumn waters, swept over the four men
in turn. Her captivating charm would have made any ordinary man weak in the knees and utterly mesmerized. However, Tang Sanzang was a true being who had cultivated for ten lifetimes, focused solely on seeking the scriptures. He remained silent, pretending not to hear the woman's attempts to tousle her hair, reveal her shoulders, and flaunt her breasts. He remained calm and composed, refusing to respond.
The three fellow disciples had already made arrangements, their six thieving eyes deliberately peering at the beautiful woman, taking in her flower-like beauty and snow-white skin. How could this pretty widow not notice?
"I am forty-five years old this year. My eldest daughter is named Zhenzhen, and she is twenty years old this year; my second daughter is named Ai'ai, and she is eighteen years old this year; my youngest daughter is named Lianlian, and she is sixteen years old this year. She is skilled in needlework and all kinds of needlework, and none of them have been betrothed. When they were young, I also taught them to read some Confucian books, and they all know how to compose poems and couplets. They are all worthy of the elders."
The pretty widow sipped her tea, the steam rising and making her cheeks flush, enhancing her beauty. She continued softly, "The customs here are slightly different from those of the Tang Dynasty. Before a daughter gets married, in addition to all the household chores, she also has to learn some seductive arts; she is well-versed in the essentials of the 'Su Nu' and 'Xuan Nu' classics, as well as the 'Yu Fang' series..." She rambled on and on, as if she felt she had said too much, then blushed and stopped talking.
Pigsy couldn't hold back any longer and chimed in, "Mother, when I was young, I also learned a method of enduring hardship, which is exactly what 'a worthy opponent' means!"
Tang Sanzang, who had been keeping his head down, shouted upon hearing this, "You wretched beast! We are monks, how can we be swayed by wealth and status or distracted by beauty? What kind of logic is that!"
Sandy feigned, "Brother, why don't you become his son-in-law?" Pigsy said shyly, "Brother, don't trick me, let's think it over." Wukong's clone shoved Pigsy and laughed, "You also have a family in Gao Village, you must be skilled at work, why not stay and become a ready-made son-in-law!" The three of them bickered and joked, seemingly quite tempted.
The monk, looking displeased, sighed, "Female Bodhisattva, you enjoy wealth and luxury as a layperson, with clothes to wear, food to eat, and children to gather with—truly wonderful. But you don't know that I, a monk, also have my advantages. How can I prove it with a poem? The poem says: 'Leaving home to establish a noble will, overthrowing the former hall of love and affection. External things do not cause idle gossip, within the body there is good yin
and yang. When the work is completed and the practice fulfilled, one goes to the golden palace, seeing one's true nature and enlightening one's mind, returning to one's homeland. This is far better than staying at home, indulging in blood and food, only to fall into a stinking carcass in old age.' The widow angrily said, 'This rude monk! I sincerely wanted to take you as my husband, yet you call me a stinking carcass! My late husband and I practiced the art of the bedroom for many years, harmonizing yin and yang, the man using it to enhance qi, the woman using it to cure illness. At forty-five, I am still this beautiful. Are you blind, you brute monk?'
After cursing, she suddenly stood up, deliberately swaying her large breasts, making them heaving!" Before Sanzang could offer any gentle persuasion, Sun Wukong and the beautiful maidservant turned back into the house, only to be turned away at the door.
Sanzang regretted his words and hesitated, saying, "Disciples, which of you should stay here?"
Sun Wukong then transformed back into his original form and laughed, "Master, don't be hasty, or we might fall into a trap!"
Wukong then used his silver tongue to portray the Buddha as a demon, plotting to eat Tang Sanzang's flesh, leaving Sanzang stunned, while Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing chuckled to themselves.
Sun Wukong was eloquent, and Sanzang, easily swayed, already believed him completely. Trembling, he asked, "Disciple, what do you say we should do?"
Wukong said, "Master, don't be afraid! With me, the Great Sage Sun, here, all those lustful demons will suffer!"
Sanzang, filled with compassion, said, "Demons and monsters alike are all living beings; we must not kill them."
Bajie laughed, "Master, we can't bear to kill them! We can't bear to kill them! But some maneuvering is unavoidable; besides, that wicked woman has three daughters, while we brothers are only three. I'm afraid two fists can't fight four...no...four hands!"
Sanzang, regarding the relationship between men and women... Extremely dull-witted, not recognizing the word "pussy," he said with a troubled expression, "This humble monk only knows how to chant scriptures
, recite Buddhist mantras, sweep pagodas, and burn incense; I know nothing else..." Sun Wukong said seriously, "Master, you're confused! Didn't I pass on a set of techniques to you? I'll activate your Dharma Wheel and open your meridians, making it difficult for ordinary demons to harm you!"
After saying this, the Great Sage Sun blew a breath of immortal energy into Tang Sanzang's lower abdomen. Tang Sanzang immediately felt a surge of heat rising from his lower abdomen to his chest, spreading throughout his body, circulating continuously, making him feel refreshed and invigorated. His muscles twitched like rats, and a burst of true energy emanated from his mouth, shaking the roof tiles. He felt as
if he had been reborn. "Disciple, this is truly a wonderful method! I have lived foolishly for forty years, and I have never felt so energetic!" Tang Sanzang's body's potential was activated by a mechanism called the Dharma Wheel. The pure yang essence of his ten incarnations was like a dream awakening, naturally making him a hundred times more energetic.
Seeing that his plan was half successful, Wukong laughed, "Master, we've come this far! Our method will catch these demons off guard and we'll surely capture them easily. But..." The mischievous monkey winked at his two junior brothers, and the three of them explained their entire plan to Sanzang. After a while, a loud voice rang out from the hall: "What? Breaking the precept against lust..." White chrysanthemums silently withered beside the low fence in the courtyard, perhaps hinting at their impending doom. Meanwhile,
Sanzang and his companions were traveling through a pine forest when they encountered a wealthy widow seeking a husband. Sanzang refused, and tried to persuade her with a poem, but his efforts backfired. In reality, it was a Buddhist or celestial being's guidance, but Wukong and the others devised a scheme to trick Sanzang into believing he was trapped in a demon's lair, and then activated the Pure Yang Dharma Wheel, drawing out his golden true energy.
At this moment, Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong, and Sha Wujing were waiting in the hall. Zhu Bajie pretended to lead the dragon horse to graze and went to the backyard. Sure enough, he saw the beautiful witch widow and three young women admiring flowers by the fence.
When the mother and her three daughters saw Bajie coming, the three daughters slipped inside. This Marshal Tianpeng was not easy to deal with. He had already sized them up and saw that the three women had graceful figures, some plump and some slender, all with stunningly beautiful figures.
Zhu Bajie swallowed hard and thought to himself, "Indeed, they are divine transformations. They are probably no less beautiful than my old flame, the fairy Chang'e! But my eldest brother is right. We are always being tricked by those idle gods. Now, with the help of the three brothers, we can teach them a lesson."
Zhu Bajie was actually very shrewd, and with his lewd face, he was scheming. The living goddess in front of him could not see through his schemes and only thought that he had fallen for the beauty trap.
The woman stood at the door and said, "Where are you going, little elder?" When she saw that only Bajie was there, her tone became sweet and friendly, and her beautiful eyes sparkled, making Bajie's heart flutter.
Bajie chuckled, dropped the reins, stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Mother, actually, all four of us, master and disciples, have the desire to marry into the family, but I'm the only one who's embarrassed. As the saying goes, 'Monks are lustful ghosts.' Everyone wants to avoid this, but Master is too shy to agree right now; please come back to the outer hall, and let Master decide whether to marry you and your three daughters."
The woman's expression instantly shifted between light and dark. Bajie thought to himself, "Something's definitely fishy. Even I, Old Pig, am so surprised to hear my master is interested!"
The widow smiled again, "Since the marriage is settled, go and discuss it with your master. If it's not too awkward, I'll ask the four elders to take pity on my family." Though she spoke with a smile, Bajie could clearly see the reproach in her eyes!
He dismissed the widow, secretly sneering, and returned to the front hall. Wukong, seeing his expression, exclaimed happily, "Here you are! Junior brother, you must have noticed something too. Have these 'demons' fallen for your trap?"
Zhu Bajie laughed, "That woman is completely inside his shell! If it weren't for your discerning eyes, Master would have suffered countless hardships!" He then pulled out four black pills, about the size of grape seeds, and continued, "These demons are powerful. If Master can help, we must give them these."
The Great Sage asked, "Please enlighten me, junior brother ."
Zhu Bajie laughed, "This is called 'Golden Immortal's Fall.' Whether they are Great Golden Immortals or Rakshasa Demonesses, just one pill will completely destroy their internal energy and body within four hours, leaving them as mortal as before. Then, they will be consumed by Yin Fire, single-mindedly seeking Yin and Yang union, without any shame." "The difference between honor and disgrace is like that of a wanton woman. Moreover, it is colorless, odorless, and leaves no trace. To subdue such vixens, nothing is more necessary than this pill!"
Wukong and Sha Wujing clapped their hands and laughed, "Truly a miraculous medicine!"
Sha Wujing, not to be outdone, took out seven pairs of exquisite little golden rings and said, "This humble monk, in my mortal life, was fortunate enough to be married to a fairy maiden. Later, I attained immortality and became a Curtain-Rolling General. After taking office, I learned that my wife actually had six sisters. Envious of the blissful sexual relationship between my wife and me, they couldn't help but seek pleasure with this humble monk. Fortunately, this humble monk is also skilled in the arts of seduction, the art of sexual intercourse, and the art of the indestructible golden spear, so I was able to handle them..."
At this point, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie cheered, "Old Sha Wujing, you're truly amazing! Those seven fairy maidens are notorious sluts in Heaven, yet you subdued them all with a single blow!"
Sha Wujing, with mixed feelings of joy and sorrow, sighed and continued, "...But indulging in lust every night also has its harms; back then, before the Peach Banquet, during the battle with the Seven Fairies, I accidentally ejaculated several times, which left me exhausted and causing me to accidentally break a glass cup, resulting in my banishment to the mortal realm. The Seven Fairies, unwilling to let me go, gave me seven pairs of golden rings, saying that if I encountered any difficulties with women on earth, they would be miraculously effective. Today's situation is precisely the time for this treasure to shine."
Tang Sanzang felt uneasy and restless, but upon hearing that his disciples each possessed unique skills and magical treasures, although he didn't understand what the Xuan Su and Golden Spear were, he felt more at ease.
After a while, the beautiful and refined maidservant carried a tea tray with golden cups and jade pots, filled with eight cups of fragrant tea. A fragrant breeze followed, and the widow led her three daughters out,
each with delicate eyebrows and rosy cheeks. They were all alluring and captivating, their graceful figures enchanting.
Their floral hairpins revealed their charming beauty, and their embroidered ribbons fluttered, making them seem otherworldly. A cherry blossom blooms half-closed in a smile, a fragrance of orchids and musk wafts with each slow step. Her head is adorned with countless jeweled hairpins, trembling gently; her body exudes a delicate fragrance, her delicate figure adorned with fine gold threads and floral patterns. What talk of the beauty of a Chu maiden, or the allure of Xi Shi? Truly, she is a celestial maiden descended from the heavens, Chang'e emerging from the moon's cold
palace. Mother and daughters stand in a row, each possessing unparalleled beauty and charm: the eldest daughter, Zhenzhen, is elegant and dignified; the second daughter, Ai'ai, is radiant and captivating; the third daughter, Lianlian, is lively and pure; and the beautiful widow, meticulously dressed, is even more
stunning. In the open-minded Tang Dynasty, all four women are dressed in revealing outfits, their shoulders bare and their breasts plunging. The widow alone was already captivating, but now, with four cleavages and eight snowballs before her, even Tang Sanzang blushes; the three disciples, harboring ulterior motives, stare intently, their lustful thoughts churning, their audacity running rampant.
The pilgrim thought to himself, "Indeed, it's the power of a celestial being! Such alluring transformations! Mortals would never pass this test, but these are true immortals who have attained enlightenment. Using this pretext to test us, they reveal such lewd forms, showing that none of us have extinguished our worldly desires. It's perfect that the Great Sage is here; I'll punish you on behalf of the Jade Emperor and Buddha!"
Earlier, the pilgrim had used his ability to create clones, using the others as a cover, while his true self took the "Golden Immortal's Elixir," transforming into a tiny insect and secretly placing it in the tea of the mother and her three daughters. He then transformed back into his true form. Remarkably, his mastery of transformations was so great that the four Buddhas and immortals, with their discerning eyes, failed to notice. This was their destiny, the beginning of their treacherous scheme!
After everyone had exchanged greetings and drunk tea, the widow said, "Would the four elders consider which of these four be a suitable match for my daughter?"
Wujing bowed and replied, "We have already discussed it. All four of us will take in sons-in-law. According to seniority, our eldest brother, Sun Wukong, will marry our eldest daughter; our second brother, Zhu Wuneng, will marry our second daughter; and this humble monk, being the youngest, will marry our third daughter. As for our master, he will be an elder and marry our wife. Today is an auspicious day, and we four have dared to propose..." " Why not hasten the marriage and consummate the marriage tonight..."
Before he could finish speaking, the four women, mother and daughters, turned ashen-faced. Upon hearing the words "consumer chamber," the second woman, Ai'ai, immediately lashed out, her eyebrows furrowing as she shouted, "You wretched creatures! The Buddha himself decreed that the pilgrims would transmit the supreme Mahayana Buddhist scriptures, out of compassion and to save all sentient beings. This humble monk and his companions descended to the mortal realm to enlighten you, yet you have so easily succumbed to lust and greed, disregarding the Buddha's teachings!" "How could they be so disrespectful and immoral? What crime should they be punished for this?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang broke out in a cold sweat: "My disciples! Could it be that you have mocked your master and offended the Bodhisattva?"
Sun Wukong pulled the golden cudgel from his ear, which swung in the wind and became as thick as a bowl. He sternly said to the four women, "Master, don't listen to her! These wicked demons are so audacious, daring to impersonate the Bodhisattva! Do you remember that corpse demon who could change his appearance so many times? Didn't he trick you into driving me away, Master?"
Zhu Bajie also said, "Master, don't be alarmed..." "If they are true Bodhisattvas, they will surely manifest their Dharma body and reveal their true nature; if they transform into mortals, our eldest brother can crush them with his staff and turn them into a pile of mangled flesh!"
Sha Wujing said in unison, "These demons are trying to deceive us! If they have the guts, let's fight them for real. If they continue to use the names of Buddhist saints, watch out for my 'precious staff'! ...Pfft!"
The three of them pretended to be angry, their brows furrowed, and almost burst out laughing at the thought that the aphrodisiac had been administered and their scheme had succeeded.
The three women's eyes blazed with fire, and their slender hands formed a hand seal. A whistling sound and a fragrant breeze arose, and they shouted in a sweet voice, "You are not human! You are not human! This humble monk, Samantabhadra, will act on behalf of Heaven today and kill you on the spot, so that the World-Honored One, Tathagata, may find another pilgrim!" After they finished speaking, a strong wind arose and thunder roared, creating an astonishing spectacle.
Sha Wujing exclaimed in surprise, "Second Brother, this pill of yours works so quickly! Aren't we brothers being too hasty?"
Zhu Bajie stammered, "This...this..."
In the blink of an eye, the mother and her three daughters shed their mortal attire. The eldest daughter, Zhenzhen, was dressed in pure and holy white, and was none other than Guanyin Bodhisattva, the Bodhisattva of Compassion and Salvation; the second daughter, with her open robe and bare chest, her compassionate eyes filled with majesty, was Manjushri Bodhisattva; the third daughter, with her bare upper body and a jeweled belt draped diagonally, was Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. The widow, however, transformed into a figure dressed in black robes. Sun Wukong, with his vast knowledge, recognized her as the ancient female immortal, the Old Mother of Lishan.
In the blink of an eye, Sun Wukong chuckled coldly, slammed his Ruyi Jingu Bang on the ground, producing a clanging sound of metal striking metal. In an instant, the thunder and lightning ceased to sound like cicadas in spring, and the wind vanished completely. The four Buddhas and immortals were greatly surprised. They immediately realized that although their thoughts were stirred, their mortal bodies remained. Despite their boundless magical power, they could not escape their physical form and were no different from ordinary people.
"Brothers! Attack!"
Sun Wukong saw that the opportunity was not to be missed. He shouted and flashed out, grabbing Guanyin by the neck and waist, and took
her down first! Meanwhile, Zhu Bajie transformed into a whirlwind and instantly circled behind Manjushri. He grabbed one of her breasts and probed her mons pubis!
On the other side, Samantabhadra saw the opportunity the fastest. He even tried to swing a candlestick and fight Sha Wujing. But Sha Wujing ignored him and threw out a pair of golden rings. Samantabhadra cried out in surprise as the golden rings pierced through her two bright red nipples! Sha Wujing chanted a spell, and the golden rings vibrated. Samantabhadra felt as if she had been electrocuted. Her pink breasts trembled, and "plop..." a sound rang out. Her gauze skirt was soaked with urine!
The aphrodisiac worked incredibly fast. Wukong and his companions simultaneously used Lushan's claws, gently teasing and teasing. The Bodhisattvas felt an unprecedented wave of pleasure wash over them, their lust raging. Guanyin's cheeks flushed red, Manjushri clenched his teeth, and Samantabhadra rolled
his eyes upward. His compassionate chanting turned into panting moans, his desire overflowing, his skirts soaked with sweat! Everything happened so fast that Tang Sanzang couldn't react in time. He stood there dumbfounded for a while, and when he looked closely, he saw a stunningly beautiful female immortal lying on the bluestone slab in front of him. Her robe was half-open, revealing most of her mature and beautiful body. Her hair was disheveled, and she was covered in fragrant sweat. It was the Old Mother of Lishan, whose willpower was the weakest. She couldn't resist the aphrodisiac and was now aroused.
Sanzang still firmly believed that these women were all demons, fearing that this demon pretending to be a widow might suddenly attack. He boldly lunged at the incense to ward off evil. Having been encouraged by his disciple to unleash his inner energy, Tang Sanzang was no longer a weak and helpless Confucian monk. The Old Mother of Lishan, being a Taoist deity, was not particularly abstinent. At this moment, her body was being roasted by the yin fire, and she was acting like a madwoman. Suddenly, she felt Tang Sanzang's male body, and her limbs instinctively clung to him like a monkey, moaning and groaning, twisting her waist and swaying her hips, rubbing against Tang Sanzang's body.
"Ah...man...a man...quickly...make love to me..."
"Hurry...it's so hot...my hole is so itchy...hurry...quickly...help me release this fire..."
This female immortal was only invited as a guest, and her intentions were different from those of the Bodhisattva. These few words of seductive, alluring, lewd, and wanton sounds were enough to make anyone's seven orifices water!
Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra, who were preoccupied with their own affairs, were even more alarmed by the Lishan Old Mother's lewd and
obscene words, yet they became even more engrossed in the drama! Guanyin especially regretted: "How could I have chosen such a shameless and lewd fellow practitioner!"
Tang Sanzang, while dodging the Lishan Old Mother's rain of kisses, felt the mature woman's body clinging tightly to him, especially her soft, large breasts, leaving him completely at a loss. He hurriedly said, "Disciple! Is this demon going to eat me?"
Sun Wukong was holding Guanyin tightly in his arms. Having not tasted a woman's body for centuries, he was overjoyed to encounter such exquisite softness and fragrance. He gently explored the center of Guanyin's two plump, smooth legs, finding them hot, slippery, and overflowing with lustful moisture. He chuckled and then quickly stripped Guanyin of her white robes!
Wukong laughed, "Master, these 'demons' are already ours! Don't be afraid, follow me!" With that, he grasped one of her large, snow-white breasts with his left hand and began to knead it.
Guanyin cried out repeatedly, knowing she had been drugged, making her mortal body incredibly sensitive. Despite her lifelong adherence to precepts and cultivation, every touch from Wukong brought her unbearable pleasure and overwhelming passion. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her nipple, causing her to involuntarily tilt her head back, revealing her long, beautiful neck. It turned out that Wukong had skillfully used his monkey claws to knead her ample breasts, causing blood to rush to her head, and then gently pinched her doubly sensitive nipple.
Seeing this, Sanzang, despite having strictly forbidden himself from women since childhood, was caught in a bind. He could only slightly break free from the entanglement of the beautiful woman beneath him, freeing his hands, and, imitating Wukong, forcefully tore open the clothes of the Old Mother of Lishan. Instantly, two enormous breasts bounced out, startling Tang Sanzang so much that his scalp tingled.
Wukong, Wuneng, and Wujing, busy with their frivolous and lewd activities, couldn't help but admire these magnificent breasts.
As for Tang Sanzang, he knew that he had been separated from his mother since childhood, enduring countless hardships to finally discover his true identity and find his mother, Chen. However, Chen had been raped by bandits and, under the cruel societal norms, had hanged herself.
Chen Jiangliu (Xuanzang's real name) ultimately suffered the fate of lacking maternal love, so his hunger for motherhood could not be extinguished by any amount of precepts. Regardless of whether he was a reincarnation of a cicada or a true being who had cultivated for ten lifetimes, the sight of those enormous breasts that seemed to defy the very creation of heaven and earth instantly stirred his heart and soul!
"Mother... Mother! I've missed you so much! Mother..." In his confused state, Sanzang mistook the female immortal for his birth mother. After crying out three times, lust arose within him. He spread his hands wide and forcefully grasped the trembling, tender breasts, burying his bald head inside!
The old mother of Lishan felt her breasts being kneaded, becoming incredibly numb and tingling. She cried out repeatedly, hooking her jade legs around Sanzang's muscular body. The lust between the man and the immortal ran rampant, disrupting the natural order of heaven and earth!
"Wukong...Wukong! You...though you've strayed from the path, it's not too late...ah...don't touch there...bitterness...the sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore...Wukong..."
Even with her profound magical powers, Guanyin was easily teased by Sun Wukong's hairy hands, who gently teased her breasts, sometimes flicking her cherry-like nipples, causing her to tremble with desire and her vulva to gush with lustful fluids.
Wukong was oblivious to Guanyin's earnest advice, but hearing her usually solemn and clear voice rise and fall with his teasing, producing a series of erotic sounds, as if playing a musical instrument, filled him with great pleasure. His lust grew, and he forcefully attacked Guanyin's plump mons pubis beneath her thick pubic hair! To his surprise, Guanyin only trembled slightly, offering no resistance and slightly opening her beautiful legs, essentially opening her sacred gates for him!
Sun Wukong, his heart pounding, saw that this was the main hall, making things inconvenient. Taking advantage of Guanyin's wide-open doors and her boundless shyness, he whispered in her ear, "My dear, with your beautiful face and delicate figure, it's rather unromantic to act like this in this cold hall! Why don't we go to the back and find a comfortable bed? The night is long, let's do our yin-yang work!"
Guanyin became even more shy, and was about to scold him when the moans of Manjushri and Samantabhadra nearby distracted her
. Pigsy's hands were fully grasping Manjushri's firm, full breasts, his belly pressed tightly against her round, plump buttocks, a thick, long penis thrusting rapidly between her thighs, the fiery red glans appearing and disappearing between her legs, simultaneously stimulating her nipples and clitoris; Manjushri was quite stoic, not uttering a sound, yet panting heavily, her face flushed, her delicate brows furrowed, clearly enduring with all her might, her teeth clenched in pain; then came the loud "squirting" sounds of their genitals meeting, her pink legs wet and unsteady on her feet, Pigsy's skillful handling clearly indicating his confidence.
Then came the intermittent sounds of their lovemaking, it was Samantabhadra half-leaning, half-standing, her two jade arms raised high, her small hands behind her head, Sandy teasing her armpits with his long tongue, one hand with four fingers together rubbing her tender vulva, he was calm and composed, controlling the pressure and speed with ease, causing Samantabhadra's young body to tremble, a pool of lustful fluid already accumulated on the floor.
Indeed, it was the Curtain-Rolling General who fought the Seven Immortals single-handedly against the Living Bodhisattva, causing
Samantabhadra to roll her eyes and howl in pain! Facing Sun Wukong, this calamity, Guanyin was also unable to suppress her lust and was in danger of protecting herself. She closed her starry eyes slightly, knowing that today's secret test of her Zen mind might not be enough to save her virginity, and sighed inwardly, "If... if we can achieve the merit of obtaining the scriptures, what does this poor monk's physical body matter? I only hope that the Buddha's teachings are boundless and can save you and your disciples from the sea of desire... Alas! Enough! Enough!"
After saying this, she waved her jade hand, and the huge hall instantly transformed into a private room, filled with red gauze curtains, red candles and lanterns, creating an indescribably romantic atmosphere; in the center was a large round bed, fully equipped with embroidered quilts and pillows, with fragrant incense and red shadows, it was actually a bridal chamber.
Seeing this, Wukong, Bajie, and Sha Wujing laughed loudly, "Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! Since the beautiful bodhisattvas have been moved by spring, we, master and disciples, must do our best!" They placed the
three charming bodhisattvas on the bed and took off their clothes. Their penises were already hard, and they stared intently at the three charming bodhisattvas: Guanyin had phoenix eyes full of spring, willow eyebrows that reached her temples, and her whole body was white and translucent, with a faint halo around her. A jade-like arm shyly concealed her enormous breasts, yet they appeared even more voluptuous and high, the nipples hidden but not the round, plump flesh.
Manjushri, with her oval face, cold and beautiful, her angry eyes held a hint of fierceness, yet her almond-shaped eyes revealed a captivating allure. Her pear-shaped breasts were soft and perky, the nipples stubbornly pointed, perfectly matching her appearance. Combined with her slender waist, full hips, and long, taut legs, she exuded a healthy wildness.
Finally, there was the youngest, Samantabhadra, with large, bright eyes, as beautiful as peach blossoms, radiating youthful energy. A pair of glittering gold rings adorned her delicate nipples, and her newly developed body writhed wantonly, yet she was the most deeply infatuated of the three Bodhisattvas.
Before one could take it all in, another mature and beautiful body lay on the far right—the Old Mother of Lishan. Tang Sanzang, captivated by her astonishingly large breasts, had his bald head nestled in the deep cleavage, making it appear as if he had an extra breast. The Old Mother of Lishan, aroused by lust, hastily dragged and shoved Sanzang onto the bed. Her legs were spread wide, her wet, fleshy vulva facing the man before her. Two jade-like fingers parted her thick labia, revealing a delicate, pink, layered, exquisite vulva, eagerly inviting Tang Sanzang!
"Come on..." With just two words from the Old Mother of Lishan, Tang Sanzang's eyes turned red. He hastily removed the Buddhist robes bestowed upon him by the Buddha and pounced forward, licking the flowing, honeyed vulva with his mouth! The Old Mother of Lishan let out a soft "Mmm~~," a mixture of anguish and pleasure. The anguish stemmed from the unbearable itching in her deep vulva, which could only be relieved by a man's penis; the pleasure came from Tang Sanzang's innate talent, his long tongue licking her vulva until it opened wide, and her juices flowed freely!
"Oh...! You really know how to suck... hole... oh... um... oh... push it in a little deeper... ah... ah... right there..."
Tang Sanzang covered the fragrant, lustful hole of the Old Mother of Lishan with his mouth, sucking slightly, and a stream of sweet and refreshing lustful water flowed into his mouth. The more he drank, the more unsatisfied he became. His long tongue seemed to have its own mind, plunging in and out, digging and probing to his heart's content. The Old Mother of Lishan was so excited that she held down Tang Sanzang's bald head, her plump legs stretched straight up to the sky, and streams of water fed Tang Sanzang!
Zhu Bajie chuckled lewdly, the most impatient of all. He pulled up Manjushri Bodhisattva's beautiful legs and pushed his spiraling pork rod into the entrance of the flesh hole. Manjushri already knew the wonders of this strange rod. Upon seeing it, lustful water gushed out again, and the rod was inserted smoothly and all the way in at once!
"Mmm...oh...mmm...oh...ah...no...don't...mmm...mmm...oh..."
"Ah...ah...ah...so beautiful...mmm...oh...ah...oh...so comfortable...ah..."
Although Manjushri was tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time, she was helplessly trapped in a mortal woman's body, and her nature still made her moan with pleasure, which was completely natural and not fake at all.
Now, all precepts against lust were broken, and no moral compass remained. The pig and the Buddha cried out in unison, indulging in unrestrained pleasure. Pigsy thrust rapidly, his penis pounding against the cervix, displaying his full prowess. Manjushri, whose nature was usually strict and resolute, was now perfectly matched with Pigsy, one against another. He pounded into her
relentlessly, leaving her utterly exhausted, her vaginal fluids gushing out, and screaming repeatedly. Sandy, in the male-on-top position, lifted Samantabhadra's shapely legs, his dark glans piercing her extremely narrow and exquisite orifice. Samantabhadra cried out in pain, and Sandy teased and caressed her slightly, occasionally hooking the golden rings on her nipples. When there was enough lubrication, he thrust in another inch. Samantabhadra felt as if her vagina was about to split open, experiencing a mixture of pain and itchiness. Sandy's caresses were incredibly skillful, and the pain soon turned into a warm, tingling pleasure, a thousand times more comfortable than floating on clouds.
Finally, the massive rod penetrated to its hilt, filling the narrow, wet orifice completely. A bulge appeared on her smooth abdomen from the penetration. Samantabhadra's beautiful eyes were filled with affection, her clitoris trembled, and her small hands involuntarily pressed against Sha Wujing's hairy chest. Her vaginal muscles gripped tightly, and her cervix automatically sucked on the dark, large penis. Receiving this signal, Sha Wujing thrust his massive rod, focusing intently on fucking her.
"Ah... Oh... So comfortable... Ah... Beautiful... Oh... Hmm... Good brother..."
"Ah... This is intercourse... Ah... The Buddhist scriptures... Don't teach this... Ah... So beautiful... Harder... Fuck me... Fuck this humble monk to death... Oh..."
Samantabhadra's tender, childlike voice greatly excited Sha Wujing, who, disregarding the beauty's life or death, began to fuck her wildly and forcefully.
Sun Wukong, however, still felt shy around Guanyin. The two leaned against each other, Sun Wukong's arm around Guanyin's smooth waist, his genitals pressed against her plump buttocks and back, his heart pounding wildly.
Guanyin of the South Sea repeatedly displayed her vast compassion and profound power, occasionally showing a hint of anger or joy in her interactions with Wukong. Wukong, this clever monkey, was the source of all "heart," and while he was unconvinced by all the gods and Buddhas, he held only seven parts of respect for Guanyin. Now that Guanyin had descended to the mortal realm, holding this dignified, holy, and incomparably beautiful woman in his arms, he wondered if his earlier bold touch on her genitals, that seemingly insincere response, was real or an illusion
. Little did he know that Guanyin herself was equally troubled. She had been assigned by the Buddha to guide the pilgrim on his journey to the West, and over five hundred years of wandering had seen countless beings, leaving only the stone monkey, a figure of destiny, in her heart. Thus, despite Sun Wukong's repeated pleading and tantrums, she always granted his requests. Occasionally, amidst her laughter and scolding, she would realize that her worldly desires remained, and she was still entangled in worldly entanglements. But her heart was set on this path, and she had ultimately ended up in this predicament.
As Guanyin pondered, she was finally moved by Wukong. Her legs were unconsciously pulled apart, and his hot penis pressed against her vulva. An unbearable itch arose, causing her to gush with lustful fluids. Guanyin turned her head and scolded, "This monkey, all you know how to do is act like a rascal! If you keep fooling around... believe me, I'll recite the Tightening-Headband Mantra."
Wukong rubbed his staff against that enchanting entrance, and just as he was intoxicated, he suddenly heard the "Tightening-Headband Mantra." His heart skipped a beat, and Guanyin's beautiful face was right in front of him. Without thinking, he kissed her fragrant red lips, sealing her mouth first.
Guanyin, who had never experienced the wonder of this passionate kiss, was instantly overwhelmed and her defenses crumbled. Several sips of her fragrant saliva were sucked by Wukong. In her haste, she secretly slipped her small, delicate tongue into his mouth, which he also sucked. Their tongues intertwined, a passionate and intense kiss engulfing her. Her mind went blank, warm and sweet. She simply let go of everything, raising her jade-like legs to straddle Wukong's buttocks. Her wet, sacred vulva glistened with moisture, eagerly welcoming Wukong's arrival!
Sun Wukong, having thoroughly enjoyed the Bodhisattva's fragrant saliva and now secretly permitted penetration, was incredibly excited. He slowly squeezed his golden-hooped penis into the hot, tight crevice, feeling that there was no other place in the world more wonderful. As he thrust, he encountered a bend in the path, and his thieving hand reached forward to fondle her plump breasts. Guanyin's vital points were attacked, her glans stuck in the crevice, neither going up nor down. Her lustful desire intensified, and she gritted her teeth, throwing her snowy buttocks back. With a "whoosh," her long penis was swallowed whole into her plump vulva!
"Mmm...mmm...mmm...so good...mmm...push harder...harder...hmm..."
"Good...good Wukong...don't stop...harder...ah..."
At this point, the three most senior Venerable Ones of Western Buddhism had all fallen into the boundless sea of lust; it was truly a case of lust deeply buried in the pilgrim monk, his virtue completely destroyed and his virginity lost!
It wasn't that the three disciples were only focused on having sex, neglecting Tang Sanzang and letting him be ridden by others; on the contrary, Tang Sanzang was highly talented, a pure virgin for ten lifetimes, and actually managed to lick the Golden Immortal until he lost his virginity!
"Ah...ah...humph...good holy monk...my cunt...um...it's been ages since anyone licked it...oh...so beautiful..."
"Ah...ah, it's leaking again...no...don't drink it...it's so embarrassing...oh...you lewd monk...ah...hurry..."
The Lishan Old Mother's cheeks were as red as persimmons, her jade hands caressing her magnificent breasts, her crotch still buried in Tang Sanzang's, wielding her tongue honed by countless scriptures, licking the ripe, beautiful cunt inside and out, wildly drinking the fragrant lustful fluid.
Tang Sanzang, lost in passion, had already drunk a large amount of lustful fluid, and felt his immortal energy filling his dantian, his normally sized penis suddenly swelled to more than twice its normal size, as thick as a child's arm, the glans as large as a goose egg, its color a lovely pink. In the eyes of a sexually experienced female immortal like the Lishan Old Mother, it was the epitome of beauty.
Seeing the swollen, red labia and slippery vaginal fluid before him, and noticing the "demon's" seductive eyes and her large, plump buttocks swaying towards him, Sanzang was suddenly struck by inspiration. The "Vajra Pestle" technique that Wukong had haphazardly taught him flashed through his mind. He clasped his hands together, silently chanted scriptures, and used only his waist strength to thrust his thick penis into the treasure cave!
"Oh...oh..." "Oh..."
Two intense moans rang out, a duet from Tang Sanzang and the Old Mother of Lishan; the vagina was like parched land receiving rain, and Tang Sanzang was experiencing the ultimate pleasure of intercourse for the first time, both on the verge of climax!
"Ah... Amitabha! This demon's lower mouth can eat people! The Vajra is almost broken!! Oh! Something's coming out!"
"Ah...! Holy Monk! My darling Holy Monk! What a Vajra, my heart is about to break, break... Oh... It's flying away..."
Tang Sanzang had never experienced such an exquisite and ecstatic state. The Lishan Old Mother's vagina clamped down on his penis, fitting perfectly, a match made in heaven. Before he could even thrust, he was about to ejaculate. A surge of pure yang essence rushed up, and his male instincts urged him unconsciously to penetrate deeper and deeper into her womb.
The Lishan Old Mother's vagina was full, and his mind flashed: "Indeed, a golden cicada has been born, and my penis is so ecstatic!" Her clitoris trembled wildly and gushed out vaginal fluid, reaching heaven even before Tang Sanzang. In an instant, scalding vaginal fluid gushed forth, the cervix descended, and the glans penis was sucked in forcefully. Tang Sanzang cried out and thrust wildly a few times, shooting his thick semen, accumulated over ten lifetimes, into the mature woman's uterus!
A myriad of auspicious clouds surrounded Tang Sanzang and the Old Mother of Lishan. This couple, one a Buddhist and one a Taoist, both of pure nature, had encountered an extraordinary karmic connection. Their yin and yang were united, and they ascended to the supreme realm of bliss. In that instant, it was as if they were in the vast and boundless void of the universe, where nothingness existed except the point where the two of them were joined. Even if their limbs and bones turned to dust, this soul-stirring moment had existed in this world, indelible and unforgettable.
Only now did Tang Sanzang experience the ultimate bliss of intercourse. His eyes glazed over, he gasped for breath, his elbows propped against the beauty's pillow, his penis still forcefully ejaculating. The Old Mother of Lishan, equally lost in passion, crossed her tender legs, clasping Tang Sanzang's lower back, her jade hands caressing his back.
After an unknown amount of time, Tang Sanzang finally ceased his ejaculation, burying himself in the Old Mother of Lishan's sweat-drenched, soft, and alluring body. The female immortal's limbs intertwined with his, gently kissing Tang Sanzang's bald head, leaving specks of rouge, displaying the utmost tenderness.
Suddenly, the sound of clapping came from the side—it was Wukong and the other two congratulating Tang Sanzang!
"Congratulations, Master! Congratulations, Master! You have escaped the cycle of reincarnation and attained a blissful immortal body!"
Tang Sanzang rose in great embarrassment, feeling a clear mind and a stable virility, even stronger than when the Dharma Wheel was turning. He also realized that he was still naked and intertwined with the Old Mother of Lishan, his penis still fully erect, the layers of her plump vulva incredibly pleasurable, and he was reluctant to withdraw. But in his clear state of mind, he knew there was no turning back.
"Disciple, this Vajra, it's not really a Vajra, is it?"
"Master, the Vajra Dharma truly exists, but this pestle is not that pestle..."
"Disciple, this 'demon,' it's probably fake too."
"Master, this...this..."
"You impudent monkey! You've ruined your master..." Tang Sanzang cursed halfway through, then thought of the endless pleasure he had experienced with the Old Mother of Lishan, and he had to thank his mischievous disciple!
Just as things were getting awkward, a young girl burst into the room. It was the beautiful and refined maidservant, but her clothes were torn to shreds, revealing her crystal-clear body. A large amount of semen had dripped between her legs, and her cherry blossom-like lips were also covered in it.
Behind her followed a young man, none other than Prince Longma, son of Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea. He said smugly, "Great Sage, you are so clever! You foresaw that this fellow might cause trouble, so you ordered me to guard the gate. Sure enough, I saw her secretly riding the clouds to leak her secret. I caught her right away. I wanted to devour her, but she said she was a Dragon Girl under Guanyin's seat, holding a pearl. She said her little dragon form was suffering terribly, so I took the opportunity to rape her and frame her as an accomplice to breaking the heavenly rules. Hehe, what a beautiful piece of meat..."
"Shut up!" Great Sage and Sanzang shouted at the same time. Seeing that things were not going well, Longma dared not speak. However, he still held the beautiful little dragon girl in his arms. The dragon girl was raped and saw four naked couples in the room. She was at a loss and did not resist.
"You unfilial sons! You unfilial sons! Look at you bunch of wicked beasts, raping innocent women and ruining your spiritual cultivation..."
Tang Sanzang cursed incessantly, then paused, staring intently at the scene before him. He was utterly terrified: he realized that the woman he had been passionately infatuated with, the Old Mother of Lishan, was actually Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra, three holy bodhisattvas, each naked and embraced by her three disciples. Their faces, some dazed, some angry, were flushed with desire, as beautiful as peach blossoms. Their hair was damp with sweat, their bodies bore kisses and handprints, and their vulvas still held traces of semen. It turned out that during Tang Sanzang's passionate encounter, his three disciples had already finished their rounds of lovemaking.
Though he was inwardly astonished, his penis hardened with each beautiful Bodhisattva he saw, causing the Old Mother of Lishan to giggle. The vibrations transmitted through her vaginal walls, and Sanzang gasped, his semen surging, almost ejaculating.
A surge of immense regret welled up within Tang Sanzang; he had been so strict in upholding the precepts, his vital essence undiminished, yet tonight it was all ruined. Enraged, he was about to recite the Tightening-Headband Mantra to first bind out Wukong's brains and punish him!
"Xuanzang, don't recite the Tightening-Headband Mantra..." It was Guanyin's compassion that saved Wukong, little did she know that Wukong was feigning fear, burying his head between her breasts, secretly laughing!
"Our humble monks descended to the mortal realm to test your worldly hearts, and it is also a matter of fate..." Guanyin grasped Wukong's large, hard penis, feeling its thick, hard, and hot texture. Her hand could not bear it. The aphrodisiac took effect again, and the Bodhisattva's lustful heart was greatly aroused. She
said, "Today, thanks to Wukong, this humble monk has come to know that there is a supreme pleasure beneath the skirts... so that this life will not have been in vain." After speaking, her cherry lips trembled, and her jade hands stroked his penis. She was not satisfied and wanted to have sex a second time! Manjushri and Samantabhadra did not wait for Pigsy and Sandy to make a move. Their jade faces were flushed, and they rubbed and caressed him openly and secretly, offering their seductive flesh to indulge in lewd pleasure!
Tang Sanzang was dumbfounded. The supremely compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva was so moved and unrestrained. He trembled and said, "If I defile the Buddhist temple today, what level of hell should I fall into?"
The Old Mother of Lishan replied, "We are celestial beings who have fallen to the mortal world because we longed for it. You are a guest of the Dragon Flower Assembly, and it is only right that we enjoy each other's company. So today we have come together. What sin is there?"
These words revealed the root of his problem, removing all his worries. He also experienced the ultimate pleasure of yin and yang in harmony. Before the Old Mother of Lishan could tease him, Tang Sanzang lifted her two slender and beautiful legs onto his shoulders, lifting her pink buttocks into the air, and said, "Female Bodhisattva, this humble monk has offended you!" He then thrust his huge rod and began to fuck her with all his might!
"Oh...oh...good elder, dear elder...such a big cock...my cunt is going to...going to come inside out...ah...ah..."
"Hiss...please forgive me, immortal...this humble monk...is inexperienced in such matters, please forgive any shortcomings...oh...so tight..."
"Ah...harder...harder...right there...brother is going to fuck this slut to death..."
The Old Mother of Lishan cried out repeatedly, oblivious to everyone else. Tang Sanzang's jade stem was thick and powerful, his pink and plump cunt was tight and wet, making thrusting incredibly pleasurable. Tang Sanzang abandoned everything and instinctively fucked her fast and painfully! Regardless of whether they are holy monks or immortals, as long as worldly etiquette is discarded, intercourse and lovemaking are natural. Why do we need human instruction?
Here, Sanzang freely thrusts in and out, the sounds of their lovemaking never ceasing. Seeing this, Wukong's penis swells with desire, and he quickly flips Guanyin onto the bed, imitating Tang Sanzang by lifting her fragrant jade legs, grabbing her waist and buttocks, and skillfully exploring the "Tide Sound Cave" again, letting out a hoarse sigh of pleasure!
At the same time, three moans, melodious and varied in pitch, came from the mouths of the three saints. It turned out that the three brothers had unanimously adopted the "ape-wrestling" position recorded in ancient books to rape the beautiful Bodhisattva.
Prince Longma and the Dragon Girl holding the pearl were completely taken aback by the scene's debauchery. They were stunned. In the dim candlelight, four pairs of naked men and women were engaged in passionate intercourse, their heavy breathing and moans rising and falling. The four beautiful goddesses had their legs raised high, their small feet pointing skyward, their buttocks slapping against the men's abdomens in rhythmic thuds, "slap, slap, slap, slap..." accompanied by the incessant sounds of their fluids.
The Dragon Girl stared at the thick, hard penis gripping Guanyin's plump buttocks, causing her sacred jade orifice to gurgle and pulsate. Unconsciously, her own orifice became itchy and hot, dripping with fluids like a snail's saliva.
It is said that "dragons give birth to nine kinds," stemming from the dragon's inherently lewd nature; it can mate with any creature, male or female. Although this Dragon Girl served Guanyin of the South Sea and was not poisoned by lust, her ingrained nature remained unchanged. She grasped Prince Longma's erect penis in her small hand and began to rub it.
"This is my desire, how could you not, my lord?" The Dragon Prince hastily reached for the Dragon Maiden's vulva, caressing it several times, drawing out a handful of her vaginal fluid. He tasted it; it was incomparably sweet, even more so than a celestial spring. The Dragon Maiden moaned softly, her alabaster-white hands supporting her on a nearby sandalwood table. Her beautiful buttocks slightly raised, her wet, fleshy slit opening and closing—a ready invitation to pleasure. The prince leaned forward, his dragon root erect, teasing her labia until the tip was wet, before thrusting in.
Ah! This pair of jade-like beauties reached the pinnacle of pleasure, their union perfectly synchronized. After hundreds of thrusts, the Dragon Maiden, aroused, exchanged fragrant saliva with her tongue, and the prince reciprocated with passionate kisses, exchanging countless drops of dragon saliva! Lost in their passionate union, the red candle on the table, unable to withstand the vibration, fell to the ground and went out.
Though the candlelight was extinguished, the moon shone even brighter, revealing that it was already midnight. The laughter of the immortal couple rose, the bed rustled, followed by a series of moans as a penis entered a vagina, but this time the positions had changed. This time, Wukong led the way, lying flat on the bed, Guanyin supporting herself on his chest, her jade-like body straddling him, her plump legs spread wide, her exquisite orifice open, her hips moving to swallow and release the penis.
The bright moonlight illuminated Guanyin's body, giving it a hazy, holy glow, her skin incomparably white, her bones like ice and jade. She thrust her slender waist to grip the massive penis, her vulva, swallowing the penis, was fully displayed before everyone's eyes. Despite her shame, each time the iron-hard penis reached its deepest point, a tingling, sweet sensation filled her, and she couldn't help but thrust again. Guanyin rose and fell, secretly watching the others with her beautiful eyes:
she saw Manjushri biting his lower lip, nine parts shyness and half part anger, but his thrusting speed was the fastest, his pear-shaped pink... Her breasts swayed up and down, and the friction of her genitals made a "hissing" sound;
Puxian was completely absorbed, revealing her pearly white teeth and smiling foolishly, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth; she was small in stature, but her squatting range was extremely large, and her petite body swallowed the dark, huge rod completely, the golden rings on her nipples shimmering, she was completely focused and lost in the moment;
Lishan Old Mother's beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her full lips were pouting into a circle, she looked endlessly ecstatic, but Tang Seng couldn't hold back and thrust his waist from below with all his might, his scrotum swinging and hitting her clitoris, making a series of slapping sounds.
The women indulged in passionate intercourse, their cries and moans blending into a cacophony of lewd murmurs... The Dragon Girl holding the pearl was also pressed against the edge of the bed, and the Dragon Horse Prince eagerly thrust into her from behind, causing her snowy buttocks to ripple and sway. In an instant, the Dragon Girl raised her head, her eyes meeting Guanyin's. She saw that the Great Sage Guanyin was oblivious to the trembling of her white flesh, sitting on Sun Wukong's penis. Ignoring the tingling pleasure in her vagina, she laughed, "Master... Master... Ah... So beautiful... Great Sage's cock... Is it comfortable... Mmm..."
Guanyin felt a burning sensation on her face, her jade pot tightened, and Sun Wukong hissed, cursing, "What a slutty Bodhisattva! I almost ejaculated from that!" He felt a strange stinging in his glans, his testicles tightened, and with a sharp clench of his teeth, he thrust his tiger-like waist powerfully in and out!
"You few lewd bodhisattvas and lustful immortals, stop just humming and hawing, say a few lewd things for us to hear!"
"Hey!" Pigsy also felt his seminal gate loosen, and slapped Manjushri's round, bulging buttocks, saying, "You slut! If I want to use my tricks to give you a good meal, try saying a few words!" "
If you don't say anything, we won't do it!"
The three brothers lewdly teased the bodhisattvas, and unanimously slowed down their thrusting, leaving the bodhisattvas' hearts empty and extremely uncomfortable.
Guanyin, her heart aching and numb, could only murmur in shame, "Dear... dear husband... big... cock... big cock brother... fucking this slutty cunt until it's so wet... oh oh..."
Manjushri, eager to ejaculate, scolded, "Just say it! Good husband, dear husband, good brother with a pig's cock... oh! I'm so ashamed... oh! oh oh! It's so deep..."
Samantabhadra chimed in, "Oh! Oh! Good cock, big cock, precious cock brother that's inside my flesh! Fuck me hard! Fuck my filthy, rotten cunt to death, oh... oh! ah ah ah..."
The three brothers, having conquered the three saints in their hearts, were overjoyed and could no longer hold back. After a series of rapid thrusts, they released their semen and shot their hot semen into the exquisite cunt, reaching climax and ascending to heaven together with the other bodhisattvas!
"Oh oh oh oh............." In the middle of the night, in a large mansion in the wilderness, the moonlight was bright, but the tranquility was broken by several sounds of pleasure that were neither human nor beast.
Tang Sanzang was in the throes of passion, and hearing the three Bodhisattva Venerables' wild cries and boundless debauchery, his penis swelled with rage. In his wild thrusting, he pried open the cervix of the Old Mother of Lishan, which had not been opened for thousands of years. The Old Mother of Lishan reacted violently, arching her beautiful and voluptuous body, and gushing out large amounts of fluid, which spilled onto the sheets between her ripe white thighs.
"Oh...oh...oh...open...my palace is open...my precious holy monk...oh...ah...good...so good...so good..."
"Immortal...oh...there's another mouth inside this mouth...biting the tip of my rod...so comfortable..."
"Silly holy monk...that's called the glans...ah...the bigger the glans, the better...it feels so good inside me...quickly...quickly shoot into my uterus...ah..."
"Oh...then I'll have to offend you!! Ah! I'm going to shoot again..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Sanzang pressed against the uterus of the Old Mother of Mount Li and shot wildly. His pure yang essence scalded the Old Mother and caused her to climax again. Her inner walls spasmed and sucked at his glans, causing Tang Sanzang's scrotum to contract violently and spray out thick semen like urine. If it were an ordinary person, they would have been drained dry by now; but Tang Sanzang was no ordinary person. He shot again and again with great force, shooting wildly against the uterine walls like water arrows!
On one side, Little Dragon Girl also gushed forth a stream of pleasure, and Prince Dragon Horse also released his pent-up essence, his semi-erect penis resting in her warm vagina. The two stood by the bed, engaging in illicit relations, while on the large bed, four couples of immortals were making love, their bodies radiating auspicious light and energy in their ecstasy. The men grew stronger, the women's skin became radiant, and the energy in their internal organs circulated continuously, their cultivation increasing rather than decreasing, proving the power of the Great Dao of Yin and Yang harmony.
Prince Dragon Horse, with the shallowest cultivation, hastily tidied himself up after his primordial yang was completely released, lightly kissed Little Dragon Girl's pink cheek, and then left. Although the Dragon Girl holding the pearl had climaxed several times, her dragon body's aquatic instincts had been aroused. Moreover, even Guanyin Bodhisattva was indulging in sensual pleasure with her nemesis,
Sun from afar? Seeing that the Bodhisattvas were still immersed in the afterglow of their climaxes and had no time to spare, she hurriedly went out to find the Dragon Horse Prince to relieve her itch. However, she found that the prince had already transformed back into a horse and was fast asleep after eating grass.
Once the Dragon Girl's lust was aroused, she boldly considered touching the Dragon Horse's enormous penis. But people are people, and horses are horses. The Dragon Horse's penis was so huge that the Dragon Girl's soul flew out of her body after just one glance: "If that thing goes in, won't it crush my heart, liver, lungs, and all my organs? No, no... I'd better find... find the group of pilgrims... have... have... I wonder if the Venerable One is... is he..."
In her distraction, she felt that the illicit affair she had just had was truly lewd and absurd, but her wetness was itching like a thousand insects were biting her, so she couldn't care less about that.
The Dragon Girl's face flushed, her legs went weak, and she finally returned to her bedchamber. A wave of musky orchid fragrance, mixed with a lewd aura, wafted towards her. It was the extraordinary body fluids of the Bodhisattva, now soaking the sheets and blankets, filling the room with a strange scent. The Dragon Girl's eyes rolled back, and she could no longer stand, losing a stream of yin essence before collapsing to the ground
, convulsing. In a daze, a divine force lifted her body, bringing her to kneel on the edge of the bed. Only then did the Dragon Girl regain her senses, and a pungent, fishy smell assaulted her senses. A huge phallus was swaying before her beautiful face. Looking up, she saw it was the hairy-faced Thunder God—Sun Wukong!
"This slut, you're the one who trained her, just like master and disciple, so lewd…hiss…" Sun Wukong laughed.
"Sizzle…sizzle…uh…this impudent monkey! Sizzle…sizzle…um…wasn't it all because you forced me…uh…sizzle…" Guanyin mumbled incoherently.
Ignoring the Dragon Girl's astonished gaze, Guanyin swayed her head, continuously licking the penis, her pink tongue moving up and down its shaft, her snow-white face smeared with saliva.
"...Yes, don't forget, men most enjoy eye contact during oral sex. Have all the sisters mastered this first step?"
Beside her, the Old Mother of Lishan, holding Tang Sanzang's enormous penis, spoke a few words, then licked it, making Tang Sanzang's eyes water. Looking down, he was met with the Old Mother of Lishan's extremely beautiful face, her eyes brimming with lust as she licked his penis, experiencing unparalleled stimulation—truly the ultimate pleasure in the world. The three disciples and the Bodhisattva locked eyes, also feeling immense excitement.
"The glans penis of a man is especially sensitive, and there is an eye on it, which is where the yang essence is released, called the horse eye..." As the Old Mother of Lishan explained, Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra, still completely naked, squatted between the legs of their three disciples, Wukong, Bajie, and Sha Wujing, respectively, and began to serve them with their mouths, responding with "hmm hmm hmm."
"This horse eye is even more sensitive, just like this..." The Old Mother of Lishan suddenly thrust the tip of her long tongue directly into Tang Sanzang's horse eye, and Tang Sanzang shuddered and cried out, "Ouch! It hurts..."
The other three bodhisattvas also extended their fragrant tongues and lightly licked it, and the three disciples all felt their foreheads go numb and cried out.
"...Don't lick too fast, otherwise a man will easily ejaculate..."
"Hey, this bastard ejaculates with just one lick? How come so much fluid is coming out?"
"Tch! You slutty bodhisattva, I, Old Pig, wouldn't ejaculate so quickly! This is nectar, hurry up and suck it all up, later Old Pig will fuck you to death!"
"...Mmm...Brother Wujing's stinky cock is so big, so delicious...mmm...sizzle...plop..."
"Yes, the name is 'yanggen,' the more vulgar the better, to arouse lust... Fellow Daoist Puxian, your understanding is truly high... This is the glans... Below is the jade pouch, inside are the testicles, each has its own way of playing..."
Amidst the lewd banter, the crowd gradually stopped caring about the physical barriers; the Old Mother of Lishan, who had been teaching and licking, now swayed her head and began to swallow Tang Sanzang's jade stem; her pink cheeks were sunken, showing the strength of her suction, her lips like rubber bands tightly gripping the shaft, making "plop, plop" sounds, she was indeed using all her skills, sucking Tang Sanzang's testicles until they shrank, about to ejaculate at any moment.
The other three saints had all the tricks, each displaying their skills; Guanyin pulled over the Dragon Girl, her slender hand lifting the huge root and stroking it, revealing the dark scrotum, her cherry lips slightly parted to hold a date-sized testicle, Wukong's body trembled, never expecting that Guanyin was actually blowing on her own testicle! The Dragon Girl smelled a strong masculine scent, and seeing Guanyin's long eyelashes tremble slightly, her phoenix eyes glancing sideways as if inviting her, she quickly leaned closer and gently licked Wukong's other testicle a few times.
"Ah...hiss..." Although Sun Wukong had tasted meat before, this was the first time he had experienced the bliss of two women licking his genitals together. Guanyin's small, tight mouth squeezed his sensitive testicles, her fragrant tongue delicately licking every wrinkle on the testicles, and her two jade hands (the Dragon Girl, out of curiosity, once grasped them, couldn't let go) kept stroking him. Even though he had already ejaculated twice, he was soon on the verge of his limit again. However, he gritted his teeth and forcefully suppressed his desire to ejaculate.
Bajie and Sha Wujing, standing to the side, did not have such self-control; Bajie ejaculated wildly while performing deep throat oral sex on Manjushri, pressing her head against his belly and pouring his semen; Sha Wujing accidentally ejaculated wildly while licking Samantabhadra's anus, soaking Samantabhadra's beautiful hair with yellowish semen.
"Great Sage, your stamina is truly admirable..."
The Old Mother of Lishan spat out Tang Seng's precious penis. After being sucked by her skillful technique several times, the penis turned red and swelled up again. However, the Old Mother of Lishan pinched the seminal duct with her slender fingers, causing Tang Seng to wander back and forth between the pleasure and pain of ejaculation.
"Your Excellency serves my master's magnificent treasure, swallowing like a whale and with a tongue like a dragon, which is quite impressive! But please don't damage my master!"
"How dare I... A single drop of the Holy Monk's essence surpasses my many dragon-tiger and yin-yang transformations! I cherish him enough, how could I harm him?"
Seeing that Tang Sanzang's eyes were bloodshot and his breathing was rapid, the Old Mother of Lishan hurriedly straddled Tang Sanzang's body. A flash appeared between her plump, wet thighs, "Sizzle..." The eight or nine-inch-long giant stem went straight to the root, pulled out covered in oily lustful fluid, stirring the flesh in her vagina as she thrust in and out. The Old Mother shook her snowy flesh, and the speed of her thrusts gradually increased.
"Ah...good...good monk...my cunt feels so good...ah...oh...inside my body...ah...so comfortable...oh...so good...it's really big and good...ah..."
"Oh...fairy's treasure land...it really knows how to grip...oh no, don't turn...I'm going to ejaculate again..."
The Old Mother of Lishan sat firmly on the penis, twisting her waist to make the cervix grind against the glans. Tang Sanzang tensed up, and the glans almost pushed open the cervix again. The two of them went back and forth incessantly.
Sun Wukong let Tang Sanzang and the Old Mother of Lishan have their carnal sex. With a gentle sweep of his iron arm, he lifted Guanyin and the Dragon Girl onto the bed. His golden-hooped penis was hard and swaying wildly, as if calling out names. The two women were flustered and their cunts were wet with desire.
"Master...this...is too big...I'm scared..." The Dragon Girl was still shy. Seeing the Great Sage's enthusiasm, she became timid.
"Good disciple...it was my carelessness that caused you trouble today..." Guanyin felt sorry for the Dragon Girl's frail body. "If the Great Sage doesn't mind...this humble monk will take my place...for her..." Guanyin said, then turned away in embarrassment, her plump, white legs spreading open on their own. The sheets were already soaked with her juices, her labia slightly parted, beckoning to Wukong!
Wukong didn't say a word, turning Guanyin over into a "tiger-like" position. Her slender waist, peach-like buttocks, fragrant shoulders, and beautiful back were all in sight, her long black hair reflecting off her beautiful skin—indescribably delicate, white, and alluring. Sun Wukong gently caressed the alluring spot where her waist and buttocks met, and with a thrust, accompanied by Guanyin's plaintive moan, his penis broke through her tight honeyed orifice, the hot flesh wrapping around him, an incomparably pleasurable sensation.
"Ooh...! Good Guanyin! So much water in your cunt... Oh... and so tight... Hiss..."
"Don't call me by my Dharma name... Oh... Don't stop... Keep fucking... Wukong... Your big cock is so powerful... This monk... feels so good... So beautiful..."
"Oh... Oh! It's all the way in... Sex... So comfortable... This monk... Ah... I can't go back... This monk wants... to be fucked by a big cock every day... Oh... Oh!"
The Guanyin of the South Sea, revered by hundreds of millions of people and with a vast number of believers, actually uttered obscene words and fell into the sea of lust!
"Little girl, come and hear the sound of the Bodhisattva's cunt! Oh... no wonder she's Guanyin from the 'Tide Sound Cave' of Mount Luojia in the South China Sea! Haha! Oh... so tight..."
Sun Wukong held Guanyin's big, white, plump buttocks, thrusting his big rod in and out five times shallow and three times deep, making loud "plop plop" sounds. Guanyin wasn't shy at all, twisting her snowy buttocks to meet him. Each time, the rod reached the deepest point, accompanied by "slap, slap" sounds of flesh hitting flesh, a rhythm like drums. The Dragon Girl was pulled to Sun Wukong's side, but seeing Guanyin's lewd state, she was dizzy and almost fainted.
Bajie and Wujing had just received oral sex from the two Bodhisattvas, and their semen was flowing freely. Manjushri and Samantabhadra, after drinking it all, were even more lustful, sucking their penises even more vigorously, almost draining their kidney water!
"Third brother, quickly swallow this... Oh dear, this slut is still sucking..."
"Second brother, what's wrong with you... It stinks!... Oh... Could this Bodhisattva have gone mad from lust... Ouch..."
"Hehe... Don't you see how valiant the Great Sage is? How can we two be left out!"
"Sister, they're hard again... Monk brother, come fuck me again..." "
Sister, wait a minute, this humble monk also wants to taste that black snake-like thing, how about we switch?"
"If you're going to switch, hurry up...! It's so itchy down there... Ahh... It's in."
Manjushri and Samantabhadra's beautiful eyes shone with a strange light, making Sha Wujing and Bajie somewhat afraid; the two Bodhisattvas exchanged penises, Manjushri used his waist strength to sit down and clamp Sha Wujing's black penis, Samantabhadra pressed down on Bajie like a cicada climbing a tree, moving his waist and hips to swallow and spit out the spiral penis, his seductive and crazy appearance was like a lustful demon possessing him, wanting to squeeze the two men dry to the bone!
Fortunately, Bajie used the aphrodisiac "Wild Ox Pill," which he had learned from his former wife, "Sister Egg." However, Bajie was a celestial being with a powerful fighting technique, and the pill was too potent. As a result, Sister Egg was careless and died from exhaustion after being used by Bajie. Bajie regretted his actions and kept the pill as a memento. Unexpectedly, it saved him from his desperate situation.
"Good bastard... fuck this poor monk to death... um... your pussy is so beautiful... fuck harder... oh... good brother... it's hard again... oh... sister... this fat man is so powerful... he's going to pull my flower core out... ouch... it feels so good..."
"Oh... ah... this Sha Wujing is even more powerful... oh... his cock is so long... ah... so deep... it's going to flatten my uterus... harder... good... come often in the future... come to Leiyin Temple to fuck me... um... ah... harder... fuck... oh..."
The brothers and sisters rallied, held their breath and focused their minds. At this moment, they put their hands behind their heads and enjoyed the Bodhisattva's passionate waist swaying and hip twisting, and the vaginal muscles clamping. After only a hundred or so times, Manjushri and Samantabhadra sprayed a large amount of lustful water onto the brothers and sisters' bellies. After a few convulsions, they collapsed into the brothers and sisters' arms.
"You two sluts are exhausted, it's a pity that Buddha's yang essence hasn't been released yet, your cunts still need to work hard! Weren't you so horny just now, moving fast!"
"Oh...ah...so good...so good...um..."
"Well, if you can't move, don't blame Buddha for being impolite! Drink!"
In the blink of an eye, Pigsy and Sandy suddenly jumped up, picked up Samantabhadra and Manjushri, two beautiful flesh still lingering in the afterglow, and held them like children being urinated. Pigsy held Samantabhadra's knees firmly, raised his tender legs, and his penis pounded into his flesh hole, exposing every detail.
Sandy, on the other hand, made Manjushri's long legs clamp around his waist, hook his hands behind his neck, and held his cunt with his big penis, while his large hands held his pear-shaped breasts and played with them, kissing Manjushri. Once they were on their feet, they began to thrust violently, with a ferocity even greater than tigers and wolves!
"Good Wuneng... Pig Brother... So amazing... You... You know so well how to play with your sister... Slutty cunt... Mmm... So good... So... Beautiful... So comfortable... No... Don't let them see... Shame... I'm going to cum... I'm cumming... Oh... Oh..."
"Oh... Mmm... Does this humble monk feel good with his cock... Mmm... Your big cock is fucking me... So beautiful... Oh, so deep... It's hitting my heart... Kiss me... Mmm... Ugh... Quickly shoot into this humble monk... Ah...! My uterus is about to open...!"
For a time, the sounds of lewd moans and groans shook the roof tiles, and the intense sounds of flesh colliding echoed endlessly. If it weren't for the curtains hanging all around, these shameless lewd cries would probably have carried for half a mile!
Several more hours passed, and the group was still engaged in intense intercourse, completely unaware that the sun was rising in the east.
At this time, Tang Seng, after shooting five thick ejaculations into the cunt of the Old Mother of Lishan, could no longer hold on and slept like a dead man, a happy smile on his face.
The Old Mother of Lishan absorbed pure yang energy, making her even more beautiful. Her partner, however, changed to Sha Wujing. His dark, thick penis, combined with his skillful sexual techniques, suited her perfectly, and she writhed her voluptuous body in pleasure.
Pigsy, preferring young and tender flesh, climbed onto the Dragon Girl holding the pearl. She was initially reluctant, but once his pig penis forcefully entered her, she climaxed two or three times and stopped resisting. Her beautiful face was contorted with pleasure, losing all trace of her fairy-like elegance. She wrapped her jade arms around his neck, extending her fragrant tongue for Pigsy to suckle, seeking only the next orgasm.
On the large red bed, on the far right was the Old Mother of Lishan, followed by the Dragon Girl, Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra, all lined up in a doggy-style position, being fucked from behind simultaneously. Alas! Where did all these extra hands come from to fuck the Bodhisattvas?
It turned out to be the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong, showing off his magical powers, plucking a hair to transform into three people, single-handedly fighting the three saints!
"Ah... Great Sage... So strong... Little cunt... Oh... It's going to be torn apart..."
"Oh... Oh! Squeeze my breasts too... Ah... Right... So good... So beautiful..."
"Hmm... Hmm... Wukong... That's too much... You clearly... You said you'd only rape me... Oh...! I've come again..."
"You slut! When did I, the Great Sage, ever say such a thing? Squeeze tighter... Oh! So good...! Hehe, Manjushri's breasts are so smooth... And her ass is so big... Eek! Samantabhadra's cunt is tight and slippery... So good... I'm going to cum..."
The brothers boldly fucked, enjoying the ultimate pleasure of different women's genitals. Looking around, the five top-quality fairies were all lying in a row, their round buttocks receiving the impact, their flesh trembling wildly, moaning and groaning as they were fucked. It was more intense and absurd than the spring scenery of a brothel!
Under Sun Wukong's repeated heavy blows, the three sages frequently lost their semen and their minds gradually fading. However, he endured three times the pleasure, and even with bones of copper and iron, it was impossible for him not to ejaculate. The three Wukongs gritted their teeth and thrust with all their might, "slap slap slap slap slap slap" like a machine gun, hundreds of times in succession, shooting their thick, hot semen into the sacred wombs amidst the screams of the three bodhisattvas and the rush of their vaginal fluids!
Nearby, the Dragon Girl and the Old Mother of Lishan also lost their bodies and ejaculated. Pigsy and Monkey King released their long-held essence into the female immortals' bodies with "slap slap," showing no mercy. After a while of murmurs, the women fell into a deep sleep, surrounded by their brothers' thick, cloudy semen.
It turned out that Wukong, seeing that the opportunity was not to be missed, threw the sleeping insects he had hidden on his body to the women, who fell asleep instantly upon contact, seeking a moment of respite.
Wukong shuddered and withdrew his hair. The three brothers then engaged in a fierce battle that night, their passion growing stronger. All three were covered in sweat, their eyes bulging, and Bajie, who had ejaculated the most, was still trembling. They all burst into laughter.
"Second Brother's medicine is good, Third Brother's golden ring is good! It allowed us to pass this ordeal so easily! Congratulations!"
"Eldest Brother, what are you saying? If it weren't for that final display of external movement techniques and our desperate efforts, we probably wouldn't have been able to satisfy Manjushri and Samantabhadra!"
"This release has cleared out the pent-up essence accumulated over a hundred years! It's exhilarating! But what will happen when Second Brother's 'Golden Immortal's Fall' medicine wears off? Will we be turned into powder by heavenly lightning?" The
three brothers, like three cunning strategists, took advantage of Tang Sanzang and the women sleeping like logs to fly through the clouds and go about their business. In less than an hour, they reunited in the room.
Wukong took out a vermilion pen and said, "This is the pen that Ge Xianweng, who served the Jade Emperor, used. Ge Xianweng lost a dice game with me at the South Heavenly Gate and owed me a favor, so I got this magic pen."
Bajie took out a small seal and said, "This is Guang Chengzi's magic weapon, the Heaven-Turning Seal. I had some dealings with him and taught him bedroom arts to deal with a few Holy Mothers. That's how I got to borrow the seal."
Sha Wujing continued, "I traveled up the Milky Way and met Niulang. He gave me 'Crimson Blood,' made by mixing Milky Way water with Weaver Girl's vaginal fluids. It's said that he and his wife only meet once a year, and he was afraid of wasting time flirting when they met, so he secretly made this slow-acting aphrodisiac. Who knew that Weaver Girl's lust took root after using the drug last year, and she even had an affair with one of the Twenty-Eight Constellations. Niulang was so angry that he gave me this drug, saying that I should use it on all the women in Heaven and all living beings on Earth..."
The brothers secretly laughed at Heaven. Despite the disordered morals, they managed to arrange things properly and then returned to the room filled with the scent of eroticism. Wukong saw that the women were fast asleep with their legs wide open, and a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid was still flowing out. He then dipped some of the fluid in the ink and drew several talismans on the lower abdomens of the five women, placing them precisely on their uteruses and ovaries. The cinnabar ink vaguely formed a diagram of female genitalia, looking extremely lewd.
Zhu Bajie carefully took the Heaven-Turning Seal and gently placed it on the lower abdomens of the women above their uteruses. With a soft hissing sound, the women only slightly furrowed their brows before falling asleep again. Bajie breathed a sigh of relief, as the erotic talismans disappeared under their skin along with the marks, leaving no trace.
Sha Wujing then took out a golden ring and activated the talisman. Instantly, the six nipples of Guanyin, Manjushri, and the Old Mother of Lishan all passed through the golden ring. In their sleep, the four saints all groaned softly, while Puxian's nipples vibrated violently, releasing a gush of pleasure.
Finally, Sha Wujing borrowed Ge Weng's immortal brush, dipped it in "Crimson Blood," and lightly touched the center of the four saints' foreheads—the place where their primordial spirits converged. Sha Wujing's move was extremely vicious, but it was also the only way to save their lives. The Dragon Girl, whose cultivation was the weakest, only had a lewd mark and imprint left on her, which was sufficient to restrain her. The pure little fairy was fast asleep, unaware that she had fallen into an endless hell of lewd pleasure.
The three brothers, having fought all night, were extremely exhausted. Now that the matter was settled, they stripped naked again, chose a favorite naked woman to embrace and sleep with. Wukong, of course, chose Guanyin, even placing his penis between her tender, white, plump legs, and comfortably drifted off into a lewd dream.
"Tang Sanzang, it's truly remarkable that you and your disciples, having passed this test, have not succumbed to the temptations of wealth, honor, and women." Guanyin smiled and continued, "Wuneng was originally troubled by lust and stubborn in nature, but now he has restrained himself and observed the precepts, overcoming this major weakness. This is truly a blessing for Buddhism and Taoism, and also a testament to the merits of Sanzang's teachings."
The grand mansion from yesterday had vanished without a trace; it turned out to be an illusion created by great magical power. This place was merely a pine forest, with sunlight filtering through the sparse foliage and illuminating the naked bodies of Guanyin and the other three Buddhas and immortals, along with the Dragon Girl holding the pearl.
It turned out that upon waking up early in the morning, the women had automatically offered their fragrant, smooth tongues to lick clean the filth and semen stains from the penises of Tang Sanzang and his disciples. When they experienced morning erections that were difficult to suppress, they resorted to oral sex, and finally, he ejaculated his thick, cloudy semen into their mouths. The Bodhisattva silently endured it all without mentioning it.
Wukong and his fellow disciples deliberately didn't teach them to wear clothes, and the five goddesses, their minds suppressed, were completely unaware of the filth on their bodies. They used magic to cleanse Sanzang and the others, their expressions returning to normal.
At this moment, the four naked saints all showed expressions of approval, completely forgetting the wanton and lewd acts of the previous night. Instead, they felt completely comfortable, as if their cultivation had improved, and were even more delighted. Their faces were flushed, making them even more beautiful.
Although Tang Sanzang was terrified, he was surrounded by the sight of fleshy spring scenery. The five Buddhas and immortals each had pert, snowy breasts, their nipples adorned with golden rings he hadn't seen the day before, while the Bodhisattva seemed completely oblivious. Tang Sanzang felt dizzy, as if the laws of nature had ceased to exist, but his instincts drove his penis to become even more erect and hard.
"To be honest, Bodhisattva, we haven't eaten since yesterday, and our stomachs are growling with hunger. There are no villages around, so please use your supernatural powers to feed us so we can continue our journey to the West."
Everything was within Wukong's calculations. Though his tone was respectful, his eyes brazenly scanned the beautiful naked bodies.
Guanyin smiled gently, her beauty captivating. With a flick of her willow branch, she conjured a large table of vegetarian food. Her magical powers were truly profound; the table was laden with pastries, tofu, pickles, and rare fruits. The Tang Monk and his companions, long starving, instantly forgot their desires and feasted like autumn leaves in the wind. Even Zhu Wuneng was stuffed.
"Thank you, thank you!" Wukong laughed, picking his teeth with his needle-thin golden cudgel. "But if we could have some 'hot tea,' it would be perfect!" Bajie chimed in, "And we'd like some 'steamed buns' to eat too!"
During his meal, Tang Sanzang saw five women standing quietly to the side, serving him like maids. Feeling guilty about his lewd behavior the previous night, he was about to speak up to stop them when the Bodhisattvas' actions surprised him again.
Upon hearing this, the five beautiful fairy Bodhisattvas, as they had paired up the night before, gracefully stepped forward, their bodies trembling with lust, and stood boldly before the master and his disciples, spreading their straight, beautiful legs, their jade fingers parting their labia, facing the group directly.
Sun Wukong laughed at Guanyin, "Good Bodhisattva, good Bodhisattva, I'll drink hers first, then yours."
Guanyin looked quite disappointed. Then Wukong pulled the Dragon Girl over, and his mouth, like a thunder god, pressed against her smooth, hairless vulva, licking it vigorously with his tongue. The Dragon Girl's head tilted back, her body trembling, and fragrant, sweet juices gushed out—presumably, it was "hot tea."
Seeing Wukong licking with relish, Bajie and Sha Wujing also used their own methods to lick the wet vulva before them. In broad daylight, under the open sky, everyone was openly committing lewd acts, and the Bodhisattva's lewd cries grew louder and louder.
"Holy Monk, please have some tea and a meal..."
Tang Sanzang was taken aback. He saw the plump, lustful vulva of the Old Mother of Lishan flowing with a trickle of lustful fluid. She had parted it herself with her jade-like fingers, and a strange fragrance rushed straight to Sanzang's head. He could no longer restrain himself and brought his mouth to the plump vulva, greedily sucking the beautiful fairy's nectar.
The fairy women felt their bodies were extremely sensitive. Puxian only gently pinched her nipple, and she screamed and ejaculated wildly. The others followed suit, pinching her nipples or flicking her clitoris. In a short while, they ejaculated more than ten times. All the fairy fluid was drunk to the full by Sanzang and his disciples, making them feel a hundred times more energetic, more effective than modern people drinking coffee.
The five fairy women were panting and weak, collapsing in the pine forest, naked and huddled together. Wukong ignored them. Without waiting for Sanzang to ask, he urged the group to pack up and hurry on their way.
"Wukong..."
"Master, don't say anything, we understand. These lecherous immortals are already ours. Otherwise, don't be fooled by their lewd appearance; their magical power is a billion times stronger than mine! Let them be! Come with me!"
"Don't interrupt me. As the saying goes, 'Heaven is watching.' Such unbridled behavior,
could it be ..."
"Master, just look back and you'll know!"
Sanzang turned and stared at the place where the lewdness had just occurred. He saw a group of male gods, some in golden armor and leather shoes, others in light robes and loose belts, numbering in the dozens, surrounding a naked Bodhisattva, doing something unknown.
Upon closer inspection, he saw naked men thrusting on the Bodhisattva's body in various positions. The Bodhisattvas looked very happy, each stroking the penis of someone else, and some even had one in their mouth, swallowing and spitting it out, clearly beginning another round of rape!
"Master, those hairy spirits are the Four Duty Officers and the Six Ding and Six Jia! They hold low-ranking positions and are required to protect you at all times. I've given them a deal: we'll turn a blind eye when we do good deeds, and they'll get a reward afterward. Heh... Now we can get three Bodhisattvas and one immortal. They'll be completely obedient!"
Not only Tang Sanzang, but even Pigsy and Sandy were full of admiration. The Great Sage Equal to Heaven was bold, meticulous, and had a wide network of connections; he truly possessed unparalleled abilities!
"Wukong, but I just drank the 'Immortal Tea,' and I'm so hard it's uncomfortable. Riding a horse is also very inconvenient..."
"That's easy!" Wukong chanted a spell, and the pure and lovely Dragon Girl holding the pearl was brought before Sanzang's horse, where she gracefully bowed:
"Dragon Girl greets Great Sage."
It turned out that the Dragon Girl's cultivation was still shallow, and she was afraid that she would be ruined by a group of debauched minor gods, so she was handed over to the Bodhisattva and the Old Mother of Lishan for promiscuous service. Now that Tang Sanzang's lust was high, she was just the right person to fill the role.
"Little fairy, Master Sun drank the immortal elixir, and his engorgement is hard to relieve. Right now, your master and uncles are both 'attending to social engagements'..."
The little dragon girl's face was flushed, and she was secretly delighted. Seeing Tang Sanzang's magnificent penis, her cunt immediately ached. She was a pure and innocent virgin the night before, but now she was an absolute lewd woman.
"I understand, Elder, I was rude... Ah..."
Little Dragon Girl lightly flipped onto the horse, facing Tang Sanzang. Using some unknown technique, she easily guided Tang Sanzang's huge member into her wet and soft hole, letting out a long sigh.
"This slut, I fucked you so many times last night that you fainted, how come you're so horny again?" Wukong laughed and scolded.
"Ah... Ah... How can you blame me... Master, Uncle... You have so many cocks to fuck you... I want some too... Oh... Elder, suck my breasts too... Oh... Gently..."
"Oh... So deep... Elder, so big... My wet hole is so beautiful... Oh... Good Elder... From now on, every day... you want to fuck me... I will definitely... Oh... I'll let you insert your wet hole... Ah ah... So beautiful..."
Fortunately, most of the road was in the wilderness, with few people around, otherwise, a monk holding a beautiful girl on horseback and wantonly raping her would have alarmed the government.
"Oh... Fairy, you're so tight... and so different from the fairy of Lishan last night... Hmm... these breasts are fragrant and tender, so smooth... Oh no..."
"Holy Monk... Ah... I'm going to lose it... Faster... Faster..."
The Dragon Girl's beautiful yet wanton face was incredibly seductive, and the touch of her pink breasts was extremely pleasurable. Tang Monk's penis tingled, and he vigorously increased the speed of his thrusting. The Dragon Girl also frequently twisted her pink buttocks to meet him. Before long, Tang Monk injected a large amount of yang essence into her tender uterus. The two intertwined their limbs and gently kissed each other, enjoying the supreme afterglow.
The fluids from their intense intercourse soaked the imperial saddle bestowed upon them by the Tang Emperor, causing the dragon horse beneath them to complain,
"Master, that filth is making me very uncomfortable. Why don't we stop by the roadside and find some shade to make love to our hearts' content before we continue?"
The dragon girl giggled, "You beast, since the Bodhisattva has given you the body of a horse, you should behave yourself. Just wash off the dirt. How dare you interfere with the holy monk's cultivation of the Yin-Yang Dao?"
Tang Sanzang, still hard after his climax, felt extremely comfortable soaking in the dragon girl's warm cavity. He said, "Good horse, good horse, this humble monk will hurry...hurry!" With that, he gently embraced the dragon girl's smooth waist and began to thrust again.
The Dragon Girl's true nature was revealed; her pink legs hooked around Tang Sanzang's lower back, her entire weight pressing down on his penis. The enormous glans thrust fiercely into his cervix, and in a few thrusts, her vaginal fluids gushed forth again. Her vaginal folds gripped Tang Sanzang's treasure, and the two continued their endless intercourse.
Amidst the laughter of Wukong and the other two, the Dragon Horse Prince could only sigh inwardly, "So be it! So be it! It's a good thing she doesn't remember that I raped her last night. This is my karma...!"
The journey to India was 108,000 li, and they hadn't even reached nine-tenths of the journey, but the group, swaying and accompanied by the Dragon Girl's loud moans, found it much easier. As the poem testifies:
The road to the West is long, Wukong's plan is brilliant, today he subdued the four saints, from now on there will be no more boredom.

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Original Adaptation of Journey to the West: The Four Sages Test the Mind of Zen, Losing Their Body and Vital Essence

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