South Sea, Mount Luojia.
"Amitabha, very good, very good..." seated on the Lotus Platform, Guanyin Bodhisattva holding the Jade Clean Bottle, murmured a Buddhist chant, a hint of suffering between her brows.
"To obtain the True Scriptures through the Journey to the West, one must overcome eighty-one great trials, such decree is fixed, but just like this, how can the eighty-one trials be gathered?" Guanyin murmured softly.
Although it starts from the Great Tang in the Eastern Land and proceeds to the Great Thunder Monastery of the Western Heaven, spanning a distance of one hundred and eight thousand li filled with insurmountable mountains and perils, as the person in charge of the Journey to the West plan, Guanyin knew that, according to Xuanzang's route of the Westward Journey, gathering even half of the eighty-one trials would be impossible.
In such a case, having not achieved the realm of eighty-one trials but already reaching Western Heaven, what should be done?