The matter of building roads has really made the Wang family angry, and even Wang Yan, a key figure, has surpassed Tang Wang's popularity.

To build a road from Chang'an to the Great Leiyin Temple in the West, no one dared to think that no one would do this, even on the earth.

However, Wang Yan did this, and the purpose of everything was just to shorten the time spent on the road to learn the scriptures.

No way, who let the West Heaven learn scriptures must rely on self-reliance, Wang Yan even wanted to start directly by train, but he was faintly rejected by Heaven, he couldn't figure out how to ride a white horse, why can't he take a train, is it because the train is not a product of this era?

Since large-scale cheating can't work, he has to retreat to the second best thing to rebuild the road, and the white horse gallops on the flat road, which feels sour when he thinks about it.

"Amitabha, thank you for Wang Dashao's generosity, for helping me prepare for a rainy day before I even set off!" Master Xuanzang became more and more unable to understand Wang Yan, and the other party spent a lot of money to build the road just so that the matter of traveling west to learn scriptures could end quickly, which was too capricious.

"You don't have to thank me, as long as you go to the Great Lei Yin Temple to retrieve the true scriptures as fast as possible, you can only ride a white horse on the way, you may feel extremely bored at that time, you must endure loneliness!" Wang Yan said.

That's right!

The original westward journey was called westward travel, traveling to various countries and experiencing different humanities and geography, although it was very hard, but it was not boring.

But now after his intervention, it has become a simple mechanical run, and the route chosen by Wang Yan is almost a straight line, where he encounters mountains and splits mountains, encounters water and fills water, encounters cities and moves cities, encounters and moves countries, and even the monsters along the way are cleaned up.

Now Wang Yan is having a headache, how to make up ninety-nine-eighty-one difficulties.

"I hope your three apprentices won't run to death!" Wang Yan felt deeply sad for Xuanzang's three apprentices, Xuanzang still had a white horse to ride, but several of his apprentices could only use their legs.

"Why did you run to death? Can't we all ride horses?" asked Xuanzang curiously.

"Uh..." Wang Yan was speechless, yes, why did only Xuanzang of the four masters and apprentices ride a horse, and the three apprentices could also ride a horse, and even pull an extra horse to perform the salute.

"I'll rub ~ Xuanzang, you are so talented, it seems that I have to find a few more little white dragons!" Wang Yan muttered to himself.

"Little White Dragon?"

"Forget it, it's just a kind of horse that barely eats, but can run indefinitely!" Wang Yan snorted a haha, and then stepped into the main topic and said, "Xuanzang, you decide when to go!"

"Amitabha, this scripture is a big deal, I must fast and bathe and worship the Buddha, and then I hope that the Buddha will give me a good day, and then I can set off. In order not to disappoint Wang Dashao, I must be fully prepared, recently I am studying the customs and political culture of the Western Regions, learning different Panyu, recruiting warrior monks, fortunately, Wang Dashao gave enough money for incense, I have recruited a team of 1,000 monks..... "Xuanzang talked about the preparation for the westward journey, it was eloquent, from the small wealth to the oil and salt, to the personnel arrangement of the entire team, all made a detailed explanation, and finally took out a small book and handed it to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan was speechless, took the small notebook and looked at it, and suddenly there were black lines on his head, and there were precautions for westward travel....

"Ahem, Master Xuanzang, how long do you decide it will take to reach the Western Leiyin Temple?" asked Wang Yan.

Xuanzang shook his head and calculated, and then said: "It is estimated that it will take eight years, after all, there are so many countries and so many temples on the way, if I don't go in to pay respects, I'm afraid I won't be able to show the prestige of my Tang Dynasty!"

"Uh..."Wang Yan waved his hand and said, "You stop me, who asked you to take care of the temples of those countries along the way, the road I built for you is very safe, there is nothing around, and it is far away from the city, you will give me all the strength to run, half a year! You will run to Leiyin Temple for me in half a year!"

Just kidding, Chang'an City was almost stolen by him in exchange for such a highway, you are still embarrassed to delay me, what do you want to experience?

I'm not building a road for you... Ahem, enjoy using!

What daughter country, what Wuzhuang Guan ginseng fruit, don't even think about it, you are a porter, except for running desperately, you don't want to do anything else!

Wang Yan was almost angry to death!

"Amitabha, but in this case, how can I promote the immeasurable power of my Buddha and the strength of my Tang Dynasty? No, no, I think it is necessary to stay in various countries along the way, and after I return to Datang in the future, I can also write a book and spread it all over the world!" Xuanzang did not agree with Wang Yan's approach.

"Xuanzang, you don't need any of this, you only have one thing, and that is to go to the West Heaven Leiyin Temple and bring me the Sanzang Sutra back to the Tang Dynasty!" Wang Yan frowned and said.

"However, a few days ago, the King of Tang sent someone to send a customs clearance document, and wanted me to change the official documents in the countries along the way, and casually express my friendliness to the Tang Dynasty..."Xuanzang explained.

"Xuanzang, you remember, although you are the person who learns the scriptures from the mandate of heaven, I can still change people at any time, I will let you retrieve the Sanzang Sutra in the shortest possible time, you can just do it for me, don't ask for so much!" Wang Yan said coldly.

Now this Xuanzang is a little fluttering, it is estimated that he has climbed too high in a short time, and he is a little forgetful!

"But King Tang..."

"That's enough! Xuanzang, don't forget the conditions you promised me, you can do whatever I ask you to do, otherwise I will destroy your Jinshan Temple, I tell you, I can pick you up, but I can also crush you to death, you are an ant in my eyes!" Wang Yan said angrily.

"Amitabha, the poor monk knows!" Xuanzang closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name, but his heart did not approve of it, he was still young, he had lofty ideals and ambitions, and traveling west to learn scriptures was the time for him to display his ambitions.

"Hmph, you're doing it yourself!" Wang Yan finished speaking, and disappeared.

Xuanzang sat quietly for a while, then slowly got up, returned to his room, took out a brocade robe from the bottom of the cabinet and draped it on his body, and suddenly the seven Buddha phantoms surrounded him, he sat cross-legged, and after a while, he entered a state of concentration.

At this time, his people are here, but his consciousness is already too empty.

"Amitabha, disciple Xuanzang of Jinshan Temple, I have seen the Buddha!" Xuanzang knelt down very respectfully.

That's right!

Xuanzang is wandering to the spiritual mountain.

Last time, he wanted to try the effect of this brocade robe on a whim, but he didn't expect to use it to settle down and travel to the Western Elysium.

"Haha, Jin Chanzi, what are you doing here this time?" Rulai said with a smile, he was able to contact the leader of the people who learned scriptures from the West, which was a great piece of good news, which made him happy for a long time.

"Today, Wang Yan came to find the poor monk, hoping that I will arrive at Leiyin Temple within half a year to retrieve the Sanzang Sutra, and don't pay attention to the trivial matters along the way!" Xuanzang said.

"Oh, half a year? This person's idea is peculiar, since he is so anxious to obtain the true scriptures, why don't he come to my Lingshan in person?" asked curiously, Buddhism is not stingy, especially when it comes to spreading scriptures.

"Amitabha, the disciple feels that his purpose is not in the scriptures, but in the process of learning the scriptures, and he seems to want me to complete the matter of studying the scriptures in the shortest possible time. Xuanzang said his feelings.

Rulai showed a playful expression: "This person's purpose is the same as my Buddhism, but the entry from the west to the east is my religion, and the biggest beneficiary is my Buddhism, how can this Wang Yan care about this matter, and what benefits can he get from it?"

"Buddha, this Wang Yan is not an ordinary person, and he has a great relationship with the Yanhuang Immortal Sect, don't forget that not long ago, the Yanhuang Immortal Sect snatched a wisp of the Tang Dynasty National Fortune that originally belonged to my Buddhist family!" Guanyin added on the side.

Xuanzang looked at his nose and nose, and the bigwigs were chatting with each other, he just listened to it, and he couldn't make a speech.

"Xuanzang, you go back, remember not to let Wang Yan find out that you can communicate about my Lingshan, do what he said first, since our purpose is the same, maybe he will help us solve problems!" "Rulai is very sure of the final beneficiary of Journey to the West, after all, Buddhism is a great trend of heaven, and no one can change it, but Wang Yan's side may want to get a piece of the pie, but it doesn't hurt the whole.

"Disciple, follow the Buddha's decree!" Xuanzang nodded, and his consciousness instantly returned to his body.

When he opened his eyes, Wang Yan stood in front of him.