After decades of remediation and improvement, the water of the Wanquan Holy River has been channeled into the many culverts of Quicksand City.

Now there is no shortage of water in the current Liusha City, planted with poplars, the former Huangsha City has been full of greenery, the sound of water murmuring, the caravan riding the camel to this place in the distance, and even the people of the ancient Tang and Tibetan countries have been accustomed to calling it the Tang Tibetan Holy City or the Tang Tibetan capital, and do not mention the name of the former Quicksand City.

Because the queen who was loved by all the people in the past liked banyan trees, many tall banyan trees can be seen in the streets and many courtyards.

At this time, among these banyan trees, there are some sparse cicadas.

The man, whose skin was soaked like rotten leather, looked at the sun a little greedily in the sparse sound of cicadas, shook his head and sighed slightly.

"Please Mr. Gu into the sedan chair. ”

The old and hoarse voice sounded again.

"Okay. ”

A happy smile appeared on the man's face, as if he was meeting an old friend, and he dragged the chains and a foul smell to the loud earthy yellow sedan chair, lifted the sedan curtain, and walked in.

In the slightly dim sedan chair sat a tall and powerful purple-faced old man, wearing an earthy yellow official robe.

The official uniform of Tang and Tibet is simple, without too much ornamentation, only distinguished by color, this earthy yellow is the color of the land of Tang and Tibet, and it is a member of the first product.

"Mr. Gongsun, long time no see. The man looked at the first-class master, smiled, and said seriously.

Tang Zang Shangqing Gongsun Jing also looked at the man, and in the face of the stench on the man's body, he didn't seem to notice it at all, but also smiled and said: "Your complexion is much better than I imagined." ”

The man smiled and said, "You probably didn't expect that I would see the light of day again." ”

Gongsun Jing nodded, and said a little silently: "I really didn't expect it... And I didn't expect that when Mr. Gu saw the light of day again, it was the time of the funeral of the Queen Mother. ”

"It seems that you have been doing well all these years, but I am not very comfortable, and I still have a chance to see the light of day again, but Senior Brother Song, who died in your hands, has never had the opportunity to see this day and listen to the sound of cicadas. The man looked at Gongsun Jing, said quietly, and said the last word "up", his body suddenly roared like a flood, and an extremely awe-inspiring killing force made all the red-hoofed giant horses under Tang Zangzhong's heavy horse present neighed in fear.

The man's chest and abdomen contracted suddenly, and a crystal water sword with a peerless qi machine erupted from his mouth and hit Gongsun Jing's body in front of him.

The earthy yellow sedan chair was torn apart, and was smashed into fragments flying into the sky by the huge soul power.

Gongsun Jing sat on the ground dejectedly, a big hole appeared in his chest, and his blood was bubbling down.

Looking at the sedan chair that suddenly exploded, and looking at Gongsun Jing who was sitting on the ground, "Mr. Gongsun!" Almost all of the Tang Zang heavy riders let out a terrifying shout.

They couldn't imagine that a prisoner who had been locked up in the water prison for an unknown number of years would be able to burst out with such terrifying power, and he would be able to hit the extremely powerful cultivator in their eyes, Mr. Gongsun, to such an extent with a single blow.

"Don't do it!"

But just as all of them were ready to rush towards the man, Gongsun Jing, who was sitting on the ground, and several other sedan chairs, made a sound at the same time.

"Why don't you fight back?" the man asked with a frown as he looked at Gongsun Jing, who was struggling to breathe.

"If I fight back, how can I relieve the resentment in Mr. Gu's heart. Gongsun Jing coughed blood lightly, looked at the man and said: "Before the Queen Mother set off for the Praruo Temple, leave me a testament, let me pick you up, and let me tell Mr. a word, Vice President Xia hopes that Mr. Gu will live well, and she also hopes that you will live well." ”

"You begged me with your life?" the man frowned, looked at Gongsun Jing, who was definitely no longer alive, and asked a little unexpectedly, "Are you so noble?"

Gongsun Jingqiang was in good spirits, looked at the man and said seriously: "It's not that I'm noble, it's just that I have experienced the Tang-Tibet Rebellion before the Queen Mother prayed for rain, and I don't want my grandson to live in such a troubled world." Please be considerate sir. ”

"Since she has already gone to the temple of Prajna, is it so serious?" the man groaned, "We are in chaos in the west?"

"It's serious. Gongsun Jing looked at this man who was extremely smart and powerful, and he didn't need too much information to guess some of the situation, and nodded, "I'm not done, Lord Lu will explain it for you." ”

After saying this sentence with bated breath, Gongsun Jingmeng lowered his head, and there was no longer any anger.

The man looked at Gongsun Jing, shook his head, sighed, turned his head to look at the rest of the sedan chairs, and said, "I want to take a bath and eat something." ”

Next, he was a little worried, shook his head helplessly, and added: "I'm afraid it's too greasy." ”

......

The snow-white procession began to leave the miraculous Buddha standing in the yellow sand and began its return journey.

Emperor Fengxuan, whose eyes were red, bowed and saluted again in front of the dense Buddha caves on the cliff wall, but when he got up, he was stunned.

He saw that the extremely sturdy Prajna monk Zhenpilu had also changed into an ordinary plain robe, and the Ugin Zen staff he had been holding had also been put into a long wooden box and carried on his back. And beside him, there was a bald monk who was also dressed in white, a teenager, with an innocent face and dark eyes.

"Master, what is this?" Emperor Fengxuan couldn't help but ask.

Zhen Pilu bowed slightly, and said: "This is my little junior brother Yunhai, he also wants to go out to have a look, and the master agrees, so he will follow me." ”

"I've seen Master Yunhai. ”

Although the bald little monk was young, Emperor Fengxuan naturally knew very well what kind of place the Praruo Temple was and what kind of people would come out of the Praruo Temple, so although he was sad in his heart, he still couldn't help but be overjoyed in an instant, and hurriedly saluted seriously.

"We chose to be born, but most of the Prajna masters just want to be pure, so when we go out, we no longer call ourselves Prajna monks. Zhenpilu looked at Emperor Fengxuan and said in a loud voice: "After you go out, you can call us Mr. just like ordinary cultivators, so as not to attract more attention." ”

After a slight pause, Zhenpilu said again: "Since the Master Mother Mother and the Emperor have entered the Pranya Temple, they have already euphemistically expressed their acceptance, recognition and support, coupled with the prestige that the Empress Dowager has established herself over the years, as well as the impression of the Pannyo Temple to the world, so there is no need to worry too much about the overall situation." ”

Emperor Fengxuan nodded silently.

"Look! Senior Brother Xuanyuan!"

At this moment, Yunhai, a childlike little monk, suddenly let out a cheer that was extremely incongruous with the atmosphere at the moment.

Following his gaze, Emperor Fengxuan was stunned again.

He saw a young white-robed monk carrying a large burden with an ordinary ebony staff, carrying a hat, coming out of a Buddhist hall across a deep stream from him.

The young white-robed monk's face was very ordinary, but he was kind and clean to the extreme.

At a glance, it is natural to have an inexplicable strong sense of closeness and goodwill.

Emperor Fengxuan felt at a glance that this monk was very extraordinary.

"Senior Brother Yunhai, Senior Brother Zhenpilu. ”

Seeing the sea of clouds and Zhenpilu through the deep stream, the young white-robed monk smiled slightly awkwardly and saluted.

"Senior Brother Xuanyuan, you were so miserable last time, especially the last time you were almost blind, and it was not easy to come back, and you have to go for the third time. Yun Hai returned the salute and said with a crisp smile.

Xuanyuan nodded: "There is never an end in the world, and my Zen is in the pursuit of this endless sea of sand." ”

Zhenpilu also nodded and said solemnly, "You be careful. ”

Xuanyuan also restrained his smile, looked at Zhen Pilu and saluted again, and said, "Senior brother, you should also be careful." ”

Yun Hai shouted: "Senior Brother Xuanyuan, what is there to explore in the endless sand sea, even if there is a real Buddha miracle, why don't you go out with us." ”

Emperor Fengxuan's heart moved when he heard this, but Xuan Yuan shook his head seriously and said, "Senior Brother Yunhai, no." ”

Yun Hai waved his hand: "Goodbye, Senior Brother Xuanyuan." ”

Xuan Yuan smiled and waved his hand across the deep stream: "Goodbye." ”

Zhen Pilu glanced at Xuanyuan calmly: "I hope I can see you again." ”

Xuan Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Senior brother, since you have entered the red dust, can you not be so honest, and say some auspicious words before you go away." ”

Zhenpilu looked at Xuanyuan and nodded, said no more, turned around and walked out.

The sea of clouds jumped to follow, and what made Emperor Fengxuan slightly stunned was that his steps were high and low, but he was a little lame.

"I was born that way, but it doesn't matter. Yun Hai felt Emperor Fengxuan's somewhat strange gaze, but he just turned his head and smiled slightly: "Master Yan, flesh, skin." ”

"It doesn't matter. Looking at these people's downplay of life and death, Emperor Fengxuan realized again, nodded, but stepped forward to hold Yunhai's hand and walked out side by side.

The Zen light shines like the sea.

......

Biluo Mausoleum, on the south bank of Jingtian Lake, in an unnamed grass house.

Xu Buyi, the enshrined in the Biluo Border Army, was boiling a few lake fish in a marching iron pot.

Chopped peppers, thick sauce, green onions... The ingredients are very rich and fragrant.

There are two pots of wine warm on the other few pieces of red charcoal, this person has some burnt yellow hair, is more than fifty years old, and there is a guqin next to him.

has probably drunk a lot of wine, and in addition, he is drinking alone, Xu Buyi's eyes are a little cloudy, as if he is drowsy.

He picked up another piece of fish, but seemed not satisfied with it, and put it in the pot again.

"It's rude to be uninvited. ”

He shook his head, stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly, and with a snort, a chopstick instantly flew out with a terrifying aura and shot out of the grass house.

There was a bloody smell coming out.

"It was General Nanshan who asked me to come to you. ”

But a slightly painful voice soon rang out.

A burly young man with an extremely stoic countenance, clutching his bleeding abdomen, walked into the grass hut and knelt down in front of him.

"Are those in the Imperial City who helped Nanshan Twilight escape?" Xu Buyi asked with a slight squint of eyes as he looked at the stoic young sergeant.

The young man shook his head: "I don't know. ”

"I don't know?" Xu Buyi sneered, "Then what did Nanshan Twilight ask you to come to me for?"

"General Nanshan asked me to tell Da Xian, he knows that you are Zhou Shoufu's person, and the evidence is conclusive when he hears that General Daren colluded with Xiyi Liukou. And he also asked me to tell you that the ghost army division is not dead, he handed over the ghost army division to you, and what to do with it depends on the great worship of you. ”