Xuanzang let out a long sigh, which made the monarch on the bed a little desperate when he heard it.

"Isn't the situation optimistic? Master, just say it bluntly, the widow has already seen it, in fact, three years ago, the widow should have died......"

Voices were heard again from within the bead curtain.

Xuanzang smiled and shook his head, "This disease is not difficult to treat, the poor monk will give you a pill to ensure that the medicine is cured! ”

"This is true, then please send the master the pill quickly, so that the king can recover, my Zhu Ziguo's society still needs the king!" the black-clothed minister requested.

Xuanzang shook his head and said, "It's just that there is still a disease on the king's body, and there is no medicine for the medicine!"

"What, what kind of disease?" asked the old man in Tsing Yi repeatedly.

Xuanzang withdrew the silk thread and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency still has a heart disease, and there must be something depressed and difficult to get through in your heart!"

There was silence for a moment in the bead curtain, "The widow does have something difficult to settle in his heart......!

"The poor monk will first heal the external illness for the king, and then talk about the heart disease!"

After Xuanzang finished speaking, he reached out and rummaged in the monk's robe for a while, and finally found a pitch-black pill and handed it to the old man in Tsing Yi.

This is just a very ordinary Yuan replenishing elixir, and what really plays a role is the wisp of divine thought attached to the pill.

The old man in Tsing Yi put the pill in his hand and looked at it for a long time, frowning, worried that there was something wrong with the pill.

He put his nose close to the pill and sniffed it, and suddenly felt refreshed and refreshed.

After feeling that this elixir had no poison ingredients, the old man in Tsing Yi bent down and sent it into the bead curtain.

"Your Majesty, I'll help you up and take medicine!"

The monarch opened his mouth and swallowed the elixir into his mouth, and the elixir melted in his mouth, turning into a clear spiritual qi to make up for the wear and tear of his body over the years.

The monarch's body visibly changed, his wrinkled skin became plump again, and his complexion became rosy.

"This is simply a divine pill!" The old man in Tsing Yi was the closest, and the change in the monarch shocked him in his heart, and he was amazed for a while.

A divine thought spread out from the elixir, came to the monarch's appetite, and directly turned into a small net to lift the clogged glutinous rice dumplings up.

The monarch suddenly felt a strong wave of nausea, rolled over, and vomited on the ground.

"Your Majesty!"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Bold demon monk, dare to harm our monarch!"

Such a change aroused the vigilance of everyone in the hall, and the palm in the sleeve of the black-clothed minister quietly made a gesture, and the guards around him showed their weapons and surrounded Xuanzang and the others.

At this moment, the old man in Tsing Yi waved his hand and said in a loud voice: "You guys stand down! Don't wronged the master, the monarch is spitting blood!"

The black-clothed minister rushed into the bead curtain, and sure enough, he saw a black glutinous rice ball with blood clots on the ground, and the monarch vomited and sat on the bed, his complexion was several times better than before.

"Master Xuanzang, it's abrupt, don't you hurry up and retreat!" The black-clothed minister turned around and bowed to Xuanzang, his face a little embarrassed.

"Hahaha, this is the elixir! The widow feels better than ever, and he feels hungry in his stomach! Come on, the widow wants to put on a feast and thank the holy monk for saving his life!" The monarch got up from the bed and put on his shoes under the service of Gong'e.

Soon, a feast was set up in another palace.

"Holy monk, this time you have worked hard to see a doctor for the widow, it is really a wonderful rejuvenation, and it has pulled the widow back from the ghost gate all of a sudden, what do you want, as long as the widow has it, it can be given to you!"

"Official position, gold, silver and jewelry, beautiful concubines, or half of the widow......"

The monarch sat on the throne, his face was full of joy, and he said to Xuanzang proudly.

"Think twice, half of the country is not for fun!" the minister in black hurriedly admonished.

The monarch's hand raising his glass hovered in mid-air, his eyes were filled with joy, and he said to himself with a little sadness: "This country is tiring, and it will cause my Golden Holy Palace to suffer, if it weren't for the ancestral foundation, the widow wouldn't want to be the monarch of this country, go and fight with that monster!"

Xuanzang put down the cup and asked with a smile: "I don't know what difficulties the monarch ......has?

"I heard the words of the monarch just now, there are monsters in Zhu Zi's country, Master, it is better to let my old grandson go and kill that monster, there has been no fight recently, it is very itchy! My ability to catch demons and subdue demons is about to be wasted......" Sun Wukong swallowed a grape, and then scratched the back of his hand and said with a smile.

When the black-clothed minister heard Sun Wukong's words, he couldn't help but say with surprise on his face: "This elder actually has the ability to catch demons? If this is the case, then the Golden Saint Palace Niangniang will be saved, and the monarch doesn't have to worry about it constantly!"

After the narration of the minister in black, Sun Wukong and several people also understood the ins and outs of the matter, it turned out that three years ago, the monster Sai Tai Sui of the Qilin Mountain Hedgehog Cave saw that the king's Golden Sacred Palace Niangniang looked like a fairy, and came to the palace to snatch her away, so he got this lovesickness and became ill. Nasai Tai Sui came several times a year, and each time he captured two palace maids to serve Niangniang. In order to prevent the monster from hurting people, the king also specially ordered people to build a demon shelter.

The demon building is built underground, and there are nine halls built inside, and the entrance is covered with stone slabs.

"The Great Seal of Customs Clearance is good to say, Holy Monk, you will present the customs clearance documents, and the widow will stamp the Great Seal for you, I don't know if I can let this elder rescue my Golden Sacred Palace Niangniang......" The monarch said slowly with anticipation, and even solemnly stood up and bowed.

Seeing that the monarch stood up to worship, the ministers present also got up and bowed to Xuanzang, and said in unison: "Please ask the holy monk to rescue the mother of the Golden Holy Palace!"

"This matter is not difficult, you donors don't have to be polite!"

"Wukong, you present the customs clearance document to the monarch, and stamp the big seal, let's go directly to Qilin Mountain to rescue the Golden Sacred Palace Niangniang!" Xuanzang said, took out the customs clearance document from his arms and handed it to Sun Wukong who was sitting aside.

Sun Wukong took the customs clearance document and handed it directly to the table in front of the monarch.

"Take the national seal!"

The monarch greeted him, and immediately someone from the palace brought the big seal.

Stamped with the customs clearance seal, Sun Wukong retrieved the document and returned it to Xuanzang.

"Niangniang is deep in the demon cave, this matter should not be delayed, the poor monk will take his apprentices to Qilin Mountain now!" After Xuanzang put away the papers, he stood up, made a Buddhist salute to everyone present, and then left the main hall with a few apprentices.

"Your Majesty, you stamped them so early, aren't you afraid that they will slip away directly and not save the Golden Saint Palace?"

"The widow sees that the monk is not simple, not like a person who rebelled, and if they are unwilling, they will definitely not accept it, go to the treasury to prepare a few boxes of gold, silver and jewelry, and wait for the holy monk to come back and give them as a coil on the road!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!

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