
Journey to the West - An Audio Drama Series· Folge 79
Journey to the West - Chapter 39 Part 1
Freitag, 1. Mai 2026 · 22 min
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Details are in the descriptions. Thank you. Journey. To the West, an audio drama series. Chapter 39 Part 1 We speak of Grace ET Sun, whose head was in excruciating pain when he begged. Master, stop reciting, stop reciting, let me revive him, The elder asked. How will you do that? Sinter answered.
All I have to do is pay a visit to the Underworld bureaus and see which king has his soul. I will bring it back to revive him. Bazi interrupted. Don't you believe him, Master? He originally said there was no need to go through the Underworld bureaus. Only by reviving him in the world above can he show off his skills. The Master believed such mean words that he went back to reciting the tightening band spell. Panicking seemed to have gave in and repeated. I will revive him in the living world. In the living world?
Bazia said don't you stop, keep reciting, keep reciting. Singer cursed you foolish creature, inciting master to recite that spell. Bazia laughed till he dropped and said oh Big Brother, oh Big Brother, all you do is play tricks on me, not knowing that I can do the same to you too. Singer said Master, stop reciting, stop reciting.
Hudderson shall revive him in the living Rd. San Zhang asked, How will you do that in the living world? Singja answered. I will head out with my somersault cloud and go right into the southern gate of Heaven. I won't enter the Palace of Dipper and Bow or the horde of miraculous mist. Instead, I shall head straight above the Heaven of 33 and into the courtyard of Dishta Palace in Grieveless Heaven.
There I will find the Supreme Venerable Elder and asked for a soul restoring pallet of nine turns. I guarantee that it will bring him back to life. Sanzan heard that and became overjoyed, saying Hurry up and go. Then Singja said It's already the third watch now. By the time I return, the sky will be light. The only problem is that this man is just laying here silently in the cold, which doesn't look good. We've got to have mourners watching over him as they cry. That would be much better, Bazia said. No need to explain, the monkey must want me to be the one crying, Singjo said.
And I fear you won't. If not, then I can't revive him either, Bazia replied. Big Brother, go ahead, won't you leave the crying to me? Singjo said. There are several ways of crying. If you're just yelling with a dry mouth, that is called howling. If you're squeezing out tears by force, that's called weeping. Only when you cry, not just with tears but from the hot, can it count as proper wailing, Bazir said. Let me cry a bit for you to see.
He pulled out a paper strip from who knows where and twisted into a paper spill. After pushing it up his nose a couple of times, he let out several sneezes. A look at him getting all teary and drippy as he began to cry. Muttered from his mouth were colorful nonsense, as if someone hadn't really died when the crying.
Got emotional even. Elder Tongue dropped a few tears and became troubled at heart. Xinto chuckled and said that's properly mournful, Don't you stop with the noise. You fool. Might con me into going before you stop crying, but I will still be listening. It will be fine if you keep on crying like this.
Shut the sound dim down a little bit. 20 hits on the ankle is guaranteed. Fancier laughed and said go now, go now. Once I start crying, it will last a couple of days. Shamanks saw them going on and on, so he went and found several incense sticks to Burna's offering. Sinjar laughed and said, very well, very well, very well indeed.
Only when the whole family is showing respect can Alderson make the effort. Splendid, great sage. It was around midnight when he bid farewell to the other three. Unleashing his somersault cloud, he went through the southern gate of Heaven, and indeed, he did not pay a visit to the treasure Hall of Miraculous mist, nor did he go up to the Heavenly Palace of Dipper and bowl in glowing clouds.
He came straight into the Trishta Palace located at the Grieveless Heaven among the Heaven of 33. Right as he entered the door, he saw the Supreme, a venerable elder sitting in the pallet room as he refined pallets with his many immortal youths who tended to the fire with banana leaf fence. When he saw Sindhu approaching, he instructed the youths in charge of the pellets.
You've all got to be very careful. The thief who stole our pellets has returned. Sindhu greeted and laughed, saying. Oh the fellow, how very feckless you are. Why be on guard against me at all? I don't do those things now, the elder said. You monkey graded havoc in heaven 500 years ago when you stole and eight countless magical pellets of mine.
When Little Sage Arlong capture you and brought you above, you were sent into my pellet furnace to be burnt for 49 days. Who knows how much coal you cost me? Now that you have fortunately found freedom and converted to the Buddhist fruit, you are tasked to help the tongue monk to West Heaven for scriptures. The other day, you were subduing monsters on the Flat Top Mountain when you gave me a hard time and refused to return my treasures.
What are you doing here today? Xinjo replied. Elderson did not delay anything the other day and returned your five treasures on the spot. Why become skeptical and blame me instead? The elder asked. Why sneak into my palace instead of going on your way? Singda then told him all about the matter with the King of Black Rooster Kingdom before saying we moved his body back.
To the temple. My master saw him and out of mercy ordered Elderson to revive him. I am not allowed to retrieve his soul from the underworld and can only find a cure in the world above. I believe there is no place else that can do this, so I came to specifically pay you a visit I pray that the Patriarch of Taoism can have mercy and lend Alderson 1000 pills of the soul restoring pallet of 9 tons, so I can save him The elder said This monkey is speaking nonsense. What do you mean 1000 or 2000 pills And do you think you're eating them like rice?
Did you think I was molding them with mud from somewhere? That makes the process so easy? Shoot, leave now, I haven't got any. Singjo chuckled and said 100 or so will do. The elder said Haven't got that either. Singjo said a dozen or so will do as well. The elder tried it. The sun Roly monkey won't quit pestering.
None, none at all. Get out, get out. Singjo laughed and said. If you really don't have any, I shall ask somewhere else for a cure then. The elder shouted out, out, out, and so the great sage turned around and strode forward to leave. The elder suddenly thought to himself, This monkey is quite the lazy type. He is leaving as soon as I told him to. Could it be that he will sneak inside to steal instead? He immediately ordered the immortal youths to course him to back in and said, You monkey do not have stable hands and feet, I might as well just give you one soul restoring pallet of nine turns.
Sindo said. Oh the fellow, if you're aware of Elderson's ways, then just get all the golden pallets out and split them four to six with me, that will count as your blessing. Otherwise, I shall grant you a trick of the leather skimmer and rob the place clean. The elderly patriarch then brought over his gourd and turned it upside down. A golden pellet fell out and was handed to Singjo. He said this is the only one, take it away, take it away, I'm giving you this one pellet so you can bring the emperor back to life, this will count as your merit. Singjo received it and said no need to hurry, let me give it a taste in case it's a fake, you can't fool me. He then popped it into his mouth. Panicking, the elderly patriarch
went up and grabbed him by the scalp. Through his first he scolded. If you on Roly Monkey have swallowed it, I will have you killed right away. Sindo laughed and said. Look at you, look at how petty you are. Who is eating your pellet? How much could something this useless be worth? Isn't it right here? It turned out that the monkey had a pouch under his chins, He was only keeping the golden pellet in the pouch. The elderly patriarch shoved him and said Go now, go now, don't ever come pestering here again.
Only then did the great sage thank the elderly patriarch and departed the Heavenly Palace of Tushta. Look at him leaving the Pearly Arches in 1000, rays of auspicious mist descending upon the mortal world, surrounded by countless. Clouds of blessing. In mere moments, he had left the Southern. Gate of. Heaven and made.
His way back. The sun was already rising. He landed his cloud and came straight to the mountain gate of the Bawling Monastery, where he could still hear Bazier crying. Suddenly approaching, he called. Master San Tzeng said in delight. Wukong is here, is there any medicine? Xinger answered. Yes there is, Bazier said. How could there not be, even if he had to steal, he will manage to steal it from someone.
Sinjar laughed and said. Brother move over for now, there is no need for you anymore, wipe your tears and cry somewhere else. He then instructed Shamanc. Go fetch some water for me to use. Shamanc quickly headed to the well. At the back there was a. Bucket. Conveniently hung inside, He then collected half.
A bowl of. Water before handing it to Sinjar. Zinta received the water, then spit the pellet from his mouth before placing it between the Emperor's lips. Parting the man's teeth with both hands, he washed the golden pellet down his stomach with a mouthful of Clearwater. Half a shichon passed, but there was only grumbling from his stomach while the body remained immobile. Zinta said Master is messing with me. If not even a golden pellet can revive him, isn't this forcing elder son to my death?
San San said there is no way that this won't revive him. For a corpse that has been dead for this long, how can he swallow the water? So it must be the divine power of the golden pellet. Since the golden pellet enter his stomach, his intestines began to hum. The humming of the intestines is a sign of his blood and pulses moving in harmony, but his breath has died, so he cannot stretch back to life. Speak not of a man who was soaked in a whale for three years, even raw iron would have rested by now. His primal breath is completely gone, so someone just needs to give him a breath of air by mouth. Bazir went up and was about to do that when Sanzan grabbed him and said, You can't do it, it
has to be Wukong. The master was very adamant about this because Zhuwazia grew up sinning through hurting lives and eating humans, which resulted in a turbid breath in the mouth. Xinjo, on the other hand, had cultivated since a young age and lived by chewing pine cones and eating fruits. He had a pure breath in his mouth and so the Great Sage went up and aimed between the Empress lips with his sharp mouth before blowing a breath into his throat. The air travelled through his windpipe and lungs and arrived below his stomach before running down to the bottom of his feet and heading back to the top of his head with a loud swoosh. The King's breath and consciousness returned as he rolled over and flexed his first
and feet, calling Master kneeling on both knees in the dust, he said, I only remember paying you a visit the night before as a ghost. Who would have thought that I could return to life before the day's dawn? Panicking, San Zin helped him up and said, Your Majesty, this has nothing to do with me. You should thank my disciple instead. Seemed to have laughed and said what are you saying master? As the idiom goes, there are No 2 masters of one single family. You're not undeserving of his courtesies. Sanzan felt very sorry about it, so he helped the emperor up on his feet before entering the meditation room together. He then paid his respect to Bajie, Xinjo and Shamanc before sitting down the monks.
Of the temple had only. Just prepared a vegetarian breakfast and were about to serve the food when they spotted the emperor in wet clothes. Each and every one of them were thrown into alarm and suspicion when Sun Xinjiang jumped out to say. Monks, be not startled. This is the king of the Black Rooster Kingdom.
He is your true Lord. Three years ago, a monster harmed his life and it was Elder Sun who resurrected him the night before. We will now take him into the city so to demonstrate right from wrong. If you have a meal ready, just bring it in so we can eat before we head out. The monks immediately served hot water so the king could wash his face and change his clothes.
They took off the Empress. Robe of yellow ochre. The Imperial monks of the Temple gave him two cloth robes to wear instead. He also took off his J belt and replaced it with a yellow silk sash. His worryless shoes were taken off and they gave him a pair of old monk shoes. After. Finishing their vegetarian breakfast, they went to prepare the horse. Singjar asked Mazya, how heavy is your luggage? Bazya answered Big Brother, I carry the same load every day, so I have no idea how heavy that is. Singjar said.
Split your load into two halves. You can carry 1/2 and let the emperor carry the other half. We've got to hurry into the city and get down to business. Overjoyed, Bantier said. What blessing? What blessing? When I carried him up, who knows how much effort it took me? Now that he is back to life, it turns out he's my replacement.
The fool resorted to mischief and divided the luggage into halves as he asked the tempo for an extra flat pole. He picked the lighter items to carry himself while the heavier ones went to the emperor. Sinjar laughed and said, Your Majesty, if we make you dress up like this and carry our luggage as you travel alongside us, would you feel mistreated?
The king knelt down in haste, saying, Master, you are like my parents of rebirth, speak not of carrying some baggage. I am more than willing to hold your horse whip and straighten your stirrups. I'll do anything to serve the elderly Lords, even heading together to West Heaven, Singer said. No need for you to go to West Heaven. I do have a secret reason for this, but you only have to carry the load for 40 Lee on our way to the city. Once we have captured the monster spirit, you will go back to being the emperor while we resume the journey for scriptures.
Bazier heard that and said if that's the case, he is only carrying it for 40 Lee while Obor remains a permanent laborer. Singhdo said, Brother, quit the nonsense, let's head out soon and lead the way. And so Bazi indeed led the emperor and walked at the front. Meanwhile, Shamak helped his master mount the horse and seemed to follow. Them from behind.
The 500 monks of the temple were all present and play music as they sent the guests out of the mountain gate seemed to have chuckled and said monks, no need to go this far. I fear people from the government might sense something and leak the timing of my plan, which will just ruin the whole thing. Head back now.
Head back now. However, you should clean up the Empress clothing, hat, and belt either tonight or tomorrow morning. Send them into the city and I shall make sure you're rewarded as thanks. The monks received his instructions before making their way back. Xinjo then caught up to his master in wise strides as they moved forward.
Master and disciples were on the road for less than half a day before the city was near. Insight. San Zhang said, Uko, the place ahead must be the Black Rooster Kingdom. Singja said, it is, let's quickly enter the city and get down to business. Master and disciples entered the city and found the people on the streets tidily dressed. It was quite the bustling sight.
Soon they also spotted the phoenix towers and dragon buildings, and they were amazingly grand. San Zhang got off the horse and said, Oh disciples, let's all enter the Royal Court to process our travel documents. Saves us from the trouble of having to head to some lower department, Singhja said. That's very reasonable, Let all of us brothers go inside. It's easier to make the argument when we have the numbers. The tongue mug said.
You can all go in, just don't be rude. Perform the courtesies between an emperor and his subjects first before you speak. Singhja said. By courtesies between an emperor and his subjects, do you mean prostrating? Sanzha said yes, you've got to prostate five times and kowtow 3 times as the greatest courtesy of all sin. John laughed and said Master is quite useless. If we are performing courtesies to him, it will truly be unwise. Let me go inside first.
I have my ways around these things. If he has something to say to us, let me give the replies. When I bow, you will bow too. Should I squat, you will squat too. Look at the Monkey King who was there to start trouble. He went all the way before the court entrance and said to the envoy of the gates.
We are sent by the Emperor of Great Tongue in the land of the East, and we'll be heading to West Heaven to see Buddha and Sikh scriptures. We have now come here to process our travel documents. If you don't mind, your Honor, please deliver the message so the good merit is not delayed. The officials then enter the central gate and knelt down before the Scarlet Steps, reporting there are 5 monks outside the court entrance. They claim to be imperial envoys from Tongue in the land of the East who are heading to West Heaven for Buddha and scriptures.
They're here now to process their travel documents. Not daring enter without permission, they're now waiting for your summons outside the gate. The monster king quickly ordered to have them summoned. The Tongue monk thereby entered the court gate, with the revived king following along. He was walking when tears fell from his cheeks as he thought to himself.
Oh, me tis my copper held to nation and ironclad land, only to be secretly stolen for himself. Zinja said to him. Your Majesty, don't you get emotional for this might leak our plan. The rod is hopping inside my ear and determined to make a name today. It will certainly kill the master and sweep away all that is evil.
The nation will soon be back into your hands. The king dare not break his promise, so he pulled out his clothes to wipe away the tears, ready to risk his life to follow their lead. Journey to the West and Audio Drama Series is an independent production by The 5th Monkey. For subtitles, please visit our YouTube channel.
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