Chapter 595: The Poor Monk is no longer in the world

"Hahaha, then you adults can control the ...... well."

Wei Chigong laughed, and with a "driving" sound, he headed towards the front of the team, leaving a large area of wind and snow for many civilian officials.

"I'll wait...... We'll stick to ......."

However, what many civil officials did not expect was that this road was much farther away than they imagined......

Riding horses all the way, without stopping, the morning sun rises, until the sunset in the west mountain, running for more than 200 miles, the team slowly stopped.

In this way, it was not that Tang Sanzang was received, but that many officials worked hard to persuade Tang Emperor Li Shimin, so they reluctantly camped and rested temporarily.

"Brother Yu, you ...... Where the hell is it? ”

After looking west for a day, there was no trace of Tang Sanzang, and Tang Emperor Li Shimin's originally excited heart couldn't help but be half cold, and all kinds of chaotic thoughts couldn't help but come out of his heart.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, General Wei Chi has already let the scouts continue to disperse westward without stopping, until we have the border of the Tang Dynasty, as long as the holy monk returns, there will definitely be news soon."

Wei Zheng, who was following closely behind Li Shimin, opened his mouth to persuade.

"And on this day, whether it is our way to the west, or the news of the state capitals in the Tang Dynasty, it is the vision of the rejuvenation of everything in the cold years, and the vision of thousands of branches and flowers pointing to the east. On the contrary, His Majesty still needs to pay attention to the dragon body, so as not to be infected with wind and cold. ”

"Hmm."

Tang Emperor Li Shimin nodded, his eyes returned to his usual majesty, and spoke.

"I am immediately laying down a large area of our Tang Dynasty's territory, more than 200 miles is nothing, pass the order, the soldiers will rest well, and continue to set off early tomorrow morning."

After a pause, Tang Emperor Li Shimin nodded his finger and said. "Divide a team of Xuanjia Army to protect the hundred officials and return to Chang'an to deal with their own affairs, and they can't slack off their official duties in order to follow the royal driver."

"That'...... Your Majesty will ...... if not," Wei Zheng cautiously suggested.

"No, Brother Yu...... I'm definitely waiting for me! ”

Tang Emperor Li Shimin refused, and then did not give Wei Zheng the slightest chance to speak, and turned around and returned to the imperial tent to rest.

This time, it was obviously in the wilderness, but Tang Emperor Li Shimin quickly fell asleep.

In the haze, Tang Emperor Li Shimin felt a slight strange feeling coming from his eyelids, and suddenly opened his eyes, but when he raised his eyes, he found that he was in a darkness, between the golden light and the body, but it was difficult to illuminate an inch of space.

"Your Majesty......"

Just when Tang Emperor Li Shimin frowned, intending to sense the luck of the Tang Dynasty and forcibly escape from this inexplicable dark place, a compassionate and peaceful voice came into the ears of Tang Emperor Li Shimin.

"Royal brother?!" After ten years, Tang Emperor Li Shimin instantly recognized Tang Sanzang's voice.

Subsequently, in front of Tang Emperor Li Shimin, there was a soft white light lit up, Tang Sanzang's handsome and elegant, like a saint-like Buddha-like figure slowly emerged, and the palm of his hand was also holding a soft and cute female baby, bowing to Tang Emperor Li Shimin and bowing to the Buddha salute, saying.

"The poor monk Tang Sanzang has seen Your Majesty."

Seeing Tang Sanzang again, Tang Emperor Li Shimin had some doubts about the female baby who was being led by Tang Sanzang, but a burst of ecstasy couldn't help but come to his heart, and he stepped forward, wanting to grab Tang Sanzang's palm, and said.

"Hahaha, Brother Yu, today the Tang Dynasty has returned to the earth in spring, thousands of branches and trees are pointing to the east, and a hundred flowers are blooming for you, if you really want to come back, it is very good, very good......"

Suddenly, Tang Emperor Li Shimin wanted to hold Tang Sanzang's palm, but he pounced, and he directly penetrated Tang Sanzang's figure, and the smile on his face even froze.

"Royal Brother...... Royal Brother ...... You? ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk lived up to His Majesty's trust, all the way west for ten years, never forgot the hometown of the Tang Dynasty, did not dare to fall in love with the wealth of other countries, has arrived at Lingshan, but it is a pity that the poor monk of Mahayana Buddhism will not be able to send it back for a while......"

Before Tang Sanzang finished speaking, Tang Emperor Li Shimin couldn't help but interrupt excitedly.

"Royal brother, royal brother, I don't want the Mahayana Dharma, I want you to return safely, where are you now? Is it Tianzhu Ling Mountain? I will send a million soldiers to welcome you back. ”

"The poor monk thanked His Majesty for his wishes, but there are indeed thousands of mountains lying between Datang and Lingshan, and there are also thousands of rivers blocking ......"

"It's okay, even if there are thousands of mountains and rivers, so what's the matter? Then I will knock down a thousand mountains and fill up the ten thousand rivers. Tang Emperor Li Shimin said without hesitation.

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he felt Li Shimin's sincere words, he was slightly stunned, shook his head, and said.

"Your Majesty's heart, the poor monk is moved, but the poor monk is no longer in this world, but in a far, far away......"

After a pause, Tang Sanzang pointed his finger towards Tang Emperor Li Shimin's forehead, and in a flash of inspiration, Tang Emperor Li Shimin's mind had a few more memories.

The geography between the Tang Dynasty and Tianzhu, the forging memories related to Liu Yanchang, the understanding of many demon races, and the experiences in many human countries......

"Amitabha, the poor monk failed to bring back the Mahayana Buddhism, and even made His Majesty worry and wait for ten years, his sin is very great, so he has to give His Majesty what he has seen and heard in the past ten years, hoping that His Majesty can use it."

"In the future, the poor monks will watch the Tang Dynasty in the sky, if Your Majesty is concerned about the poor monks, he will be diligent and love the people with peace of mind, so as to practice the merciful wish on behalf of the poor monks......"

As the words fell, Tang Sanzang's figure holding the female baby slowly dissipated in front of Li Shimin, Tang Emperor Li Shimin instinctively stretched out his hand towards Tang Sanzang, but he didn't know how to keep his royal brother.

……

In the imperial tent, Tang Emperor Li Shimin opened his eyes instantly, and he already didn't know when he burst into tears.

"It's okay...... Good thing it's a dream......"

However, before Tang Emperor Li Shimin finished speaking, a clear memory came to his heart.

It was the terrain of thousands of mountains and rivers, with many exotic sights and hears, and even a terrifying picture of ten thousand demons galloping, and finally between the flickering of light and shadow, the picture was frozen in Tang Sanzang stepping on the spiritual mountain, muttering to himself with a smile on his face, "Poor monk, are you going to achieve your wish?" "Above.

"Royal brother! Woo woo, it's painful to be a royal brother...... Sorry for the royal brother...... You just gave up on me......"

And when Wei Zheng, Wei Chigong, Qin Qiong and others heard the sound and came quickly, Tang Emperor Li Shimin was painting with tears in his eyes, sketching the last Tang Sanzang's voice and smile.

Seeing this, Wei Zheng and the others vaguely guessed something, so they had to stand aside and accompany Tang Emperor Li Shimin, not daring to disturb His Majesty.