After listening to Mr. Yunzhi's words, Master Xuanzang could only shake his head helplessly at the boundless "Sea of Death" in front of him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A person laughs at "you" stupidity, that may be that person's problem,

However, when people all over the world laugh at "you" for being stupid, it is definitely "your" own problem.

"Master, I don't know how many nameless dry bones are buried in the big desert in front of you, why do you want to cross this big desert alone by relying on this old, thin and ugly old horse?" Mr. Yunzhi tried to stop the way, despite the fact that he knew the later history.

"Yes, Dad, this old horse is so pitiful, you look at its appearance, it's really about to fall~" Ao Nannan said urgently.

After listening to their words, Master Xuanzang was silent, he looked at the sky not far to the west, at this time the sky there was dark yellow and yellow, needless to say, a sandstorm of no small scale was being staged there mercilessly, and people with a little experience would imagine the unstoppable power of flying sand and rocks.

"Let's click~" a plan,

The old horse, in fright, instinctively took a step back, and when it retreated, Xuanzang, who was sitting on it, was unprepared, and then followed with a very large stumble, and almost fell off the old horse's back to eat sand.

The man ran out,

The horse also wanted to run.

This road to the west,

For the masters,

In the end, there was really only sadness left.

After a plan of "driving~", Master Xuanzang took a bite of naan, and then used his strength to eat milk, kicked the horse's belly fiercely, and rushed into the "sea of death" as if he were at home.

"Dad, is he going to die?" asked Ao Nannan curiously.

"Silly boy, he won't, on the contrary, only those who are so persistent will succeed. Mr. Yunzhi replied with a smile.

"Then Dad, Ao Nan Nan wants to know Tang Seng's future story, let's follow up quickly~" Ao Nan raised his head and begged Mr. Yun Zhi, his glowing eyes were full of earnest and simple anticipation.

"Silly boy, we don't have to suffer that sin in this spiritual world. Mr. Yunzhi smiled and replied.

"Oh, why?" said the girl, scratching his little round head twice with his little pink hand.

"Because, I'm Pangu, are you a little Pangu?" replied Mr. Yunzhi.

"Ah~ Dad, are you as fat as Aunt Dayan? What about pork ribs? Are you boring???" Ao Nannan put on a very serious style, and asked with her hands crossed on her waist.

"Silly boy, it's not pork ribs, it's Pangu, the Pangu in Pangu Open Heaven and Earth, I know how to eat it so much at such a young age, I can't afford to raise you in the future. After Mr. Yunzhi finished speaking, he squatted down and wiped the flowing hara for Ao Nannan.

"Thanks, Dad. Ao Nannan wiped the dripping Huanglong snot to the side and said, this action made his original little flower face even more bells and whistles.

"Give me your hand. Daddy takes you on the fly. Mr. Yunzhi said softly to Ao Nannan.

After Ao Nannan put his little hand on Mr. Yun Zhi's big hand, the two of them flew up on the Tang King Continent in this spiritual world, slowly, slowly, and they flew higher and higher, and they flew higher and higher, until the Heavenly Court of the Nine Heavens would not stop.

Everyone has their own aspirations, so everyone has their own way.

In the "Sea of Death", Master Xuanzang, who rode an old horse and fought alone for his ideals, was a kind of happiness.

And with her own family, it is not a kind of happiness to take advantage of the weekend to play in the spiritual world that she has created? And this kind of mortal happiness is something that Master Xuanzang cannot enjoy in his whole life.

In fact, the later Master Xuanzang was still just a mortal.

He is just living in his own spiritual world.

Mr. Yunzhi and Ao Nannan grabbed a huge white cloud that happened to float towards them, sat down, and quietly looked at their feet, the Master Xuanzang who was fighting desperately against the sandstorm.

"Dad, let's go help him, shall we?" said Ao Nannan when he saw that Master Xuanzang was in a desperate situation.

"Hehe, good boy, Jiren has his own nature, don't worry, don't worry. Mr. Yunzhi replied very easily, then stretched his waist and lay down very comfortably on the big white cloud that was as fluffy and soft as a quilt.

However, at this moment, in the "Sea of Death" below, Master Xuanzang's situation was getting worse and worse, and another gust of wind struck, and his last water bladder was also knocked over.

After four days and five nights of unfinished torture, Master Xuanzang was dying, and at this time, the only thing he could do was to lie on the back of the old horse and recite the Guanyin Heart Sutra. Because for Master Xuanzang, the Guanyin monk who saved the suffering was the spiritual pillar of his life.

Above the white clouds, Mr. Yun Zhi invited Tai Bai Xing to make a hot pot together, when the aroma was overflowing, fortunately he was not happy, Mr. Yun Zhi was not Sun Dasheng, so naturally there was no need to make a big fuss about the Heavenly Palace.

"Is it delicious?" asked the gray-bearded and long-growing elder Tai Bai Xing.

"Well, it's delicious, it's delicious. Old man". Ao Nan wiped her oiled little mouth, and her eyes narrowed into a line of happiness.

"Then you must come to grandpa's place to play often in the future, okay?" Tai Bai Xing said and gently touched Ao Nannan's little head, and then, I saw that he inadvertently shook the dust whisk in his hand, and the sandstorm below that was still stubborn and unruly just stopped.

Then, under the scorching sun, it was still the thin, old and ugly old horse that was red in jujube, so slowly, swaying, and never giving up carrying Xuanzang to a spring. Although the horse was not as good-looking and powerful as the legendary handsome white dragon, it worked.

That's the way to go.

"Ao Nannan, remember? This is the old horse knows the way. Mr. Yunzhi said.

"Yes, the old horse knows the way, Dad, I remember. ”。 Ao Nannan reverently repeated, generally, living teaching cases, will never be forgotten.

On the edge of the spring, bursts of tulips floated from not far away.

"Ah, sister, come and see, there is someone here. A very crisp and sweet woman's voice sounded from the ears of Master Xuanzang, who was slightly conscious.

"Where, yes, yes~ Sister, go and call someone. Another woman's voice followed.

Then, Master Xuanzang heard a sound of panicked and hurried footsteps, and then, Master Xuanzang felt that he was being picked up.

"Come, open your mouth. Ah~" The woman said softly, and sent a rainbow of clear spring to Master Xuanzang's mouth.

Today, people feel extremely relieved that this sweet spring has not been much under the stomach, and Master Xuanzang has regained some vitality, he opened his shriveled mouth and asked intermittently:

"Donor, where is this?"