The monkeys crowded round Wukong when he came home. While he was away others had been preying on the troop, so he worked one trick and drove them off.
Still he was uneasy. Bare hands would not keep his troop safe for long, and he needed a weapon that fit his own grip.
One of the monkeys spoke up. “The water under this mountain runs to the dragon palace of the Eastern Sea.” Wukong went straight down into the water.