The land god's gaze swept to the old man of the ancestral hall who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes showed a kind light, and he said in a low voice: "It turned out to be Xiao Zengzi, this time thanks to you for inviting two big men to kill the monsters, it is not in vain that I spent a lot of mana to dream with you!"

The old man of the ancestral hall showed surprise on his face at this time: "Why are you ......?"

As soon as I was about to ask, I was stopped by the land god, and the land god explained: "Before my death, I built roads and bridges and did a lot of good deeds, which can be regarded as accumulating merits. ”

"Master Xuanzang, the great sage, the little god can't accompany him more when he is in his body, this is a little bit of the little old man's heart, I hope the two of you can accept it!" The land god then said respectfully to Xuanzang and the two, and took out a jade box from his arms, and when the lid of the box was opened, there were two thousand-year-old ginseng trees and a thousand-year-old He Shou Wu plant.

The ginseng has become human-shaped, with distinct limbs, vague facial features, a red rope tied on the head, and an introverted aura; purple lines have also been born on the black petals of He Shou Wu, and the fragrance of the medicine is fragrant, and a horse can be vaguely seen jumping from He Shou Wu, as if it is about to transform into a shape.

Xuanzang glanced at it, but did not refuse, and then threw it into the system space.

"Xiao Zengzi, don't hurry up and take the two masters to rest, you must serve the two adults tomorrow, don't neglect our life-saving benefactor!" The land god turned to the old man in the ancestral hall and commanded.

"Yes, yes, the two masters, please come with me, and I will arrange a room for you to rest!"

Reborn after the catastrophe, and seeing his grandfather who became a god, the old man in the ancestral hall felt a little trance.

There are joyful ones, and there are complex ones.

In short, there is no imaginary ecstasy to escape from the hands of demons.

Mortals who have experienced ups and downs can also get a good state of mind, and Pei Guangzeng, the old man of the ancestral hall, belongs to this category.

The three of them were about to leave, when Tie Zhu suddenly came to Xuanzang with the child in his arms, knelt down and kowtowed a few times.

If it weren't for Xuanzang blocking it, I'm afraid this iron pillar would have been knocking down.

His head was a little bruised, but Tie Zhu's face was full of joy for the rest of his life, and he said loudly: "Tie Zhu kneels to thank the two masters for saving their lives, there is nothing to repay, I wish to be a cow and a horse in the next life, and I will repay the great kindness of the two benevolent fathers with grass and rings!"

"This donor doesn't need to be polite, slaying demons and destroying demons is what my generation of cultivators should do. Xuanzang walked over and gently lifted the iron pillar up from the ground.

When Sun Wukong saw this scene, he was also thoughtful, his demeanor was a little unnatural, and his friends naturally had people devouring demons.

Tie Zhu's honest face was full of tears, his feelings were blazing, and he continued: "Tie Zhu still has a reluctant request, I hope the benefactor can agree, I have no culture, I hope the master will give my boy a name, so that this little baby can remember the great kindness of the two forever!"

Xuanzang walked over and looked at the doll, and saw that its face was delicate, and it seemed to be ...... It's a bit of an Arhat.

Maybe he practiced Buddhism and chanted scriptures for too long, and he was inexplicably inspired to feel that this little baby seemed to have a deep fate with Buddhism.

"What is the donor's last name?"

"My surname is Pei, Pei who is not in clothes. ”

"Oh!"

Xuanzang paced back and forth, and suddenly his mind lit up, and he remembered a funny thing.

"There is, Ji Ji Duoshi, Bingwen Virtue. It's better to call the little boy Pei Wende! The poor monk saw that his appearance was quite an arhat, so he gave him the monk the name Fahai in advance, and left a volume of the "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon" scripture, if he can realize the wonderful method of cultivating the truth from it as an adult, let him go to Jinshan Temple to find the Dharma Ming Zen Master, and then someone will naturally lead him into the path of Buddhism and great virtue!"

Xuanzang said, then took out a thick roll of bamboo slips from his baggage and handed it to Tie Zhu.

Tie Zhu looked down, the bamboo slip was wrapped in a layer of golden brocade cloth, on the book "Dawei Tianlong Doom Sutra", vaguely there was a shaking sound into the brain, then I felt that this scripture was extraordinary, and I thanked him again after accepting it.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

Before Xuanzang left, he turned a trace of immortal qi into a blessing rune and hid it on Pei Wende's body, so that he could grow up without disaster.

Xuanzang and the three left, leaving the iron pillar alone and standing in place with the child in his arms, like falling into a dream, it was difficult to come back to his senses for a long time.

It wasn't until the baby in his arms cried that he woke up the iron pillar that he was distracted, and hurriedly took the child home to take care of Yun Niang.

On the second day, the news of the monster's execution spread throughout Fengshan Village, and everyone immediately cried with joy.

Hugging each other, crying, cursing.

The whole village was immersed in an atmosphere of joy.

Xuanzang's master and apprentice did not wait for dawn, and took advantage of the vast night to set off on the wind.

On the second day, the old man of the ancestral hall panicked and looked for a life-saving benefactor for a long time, and after seeing a message, he understood that the benefactor had left.

Despite this, Pei Guangzeng, the old man of the ancestral hall, still gathered the people of the whole village and solemnly bowed down to the west.

Every household has set up a shrine, hung a picture of the gods, the picture depicts a handsome young monk and the golden armor of the holy monkey, the villagers pray for blessings every day, thank them for saving their lives.

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At this time, the land god was being interrogated by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and told the Bodhisattva everything that happened in Fengshan Village.

In this way, Tang Xuanzang has deviated from the route in the Westward Journey plan. "Avalokiteshvara's face was covered with a clear glow, making it difficult to see his face.

The doubts in her heart made her want to figure out why her divine consciousness was disturbed by something, and she couldn't control the planned ordeal of the Journey to the West according to the set ordeal.

"Land, you did a good job this time, these three drops of pure water will give you recovery from your injuries!" Guanyin threw out a jade bottle, and then waved his hand to signal it to leave.

The land god took the jade bottle with a happy expression, bowed down and thanked him, and then escaped back to the land temple.

"Six, six, where is the twelve?"

After shouting into the void, several hairy god generals covered in white light appeared out of thin air.

"Meet Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

All the gods of hair bowed in unison, and then stood aside and waited quietly for the Bodhisattva to ask.

"Did you find anything wrong with Xuanzang before?" Guanyin Bodhisattva asked.

Glancing at each other, the leading little god replied: "Back to the Bodhisattva, before we stood in the clouds and wanted to follow Tang Xuanzang all the way, but in the end we lost it inexplicably, it seems that there are some variables in this desolate world. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed in his heart, even her divine sense of Da Luo Jin Immortal was ignorant, let alone count on these hairy little gods.

"I give you a task, from this Dongsheng Shenzhou to Xiniu Hezhou, spread the news all the way, in a few days there will be a Tang Dynasty monk from Dongsheng Shenzhou to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, he is a good person who practiced in the tenth generation, and in his previous life he was more Lingshan Golden Cicada, if you can eat a bite of Tang monk meat, you can live forever, live with the sky, and then escape the three disasters and nine tribulations, and live with the heavens and the earth!" The Bodhisattva just opened his mouth, but he couldn't hear the sound, but the content fell into the ears of the gods.

"This ......"

The gods looked at each other with a look of embarrassment, never expecting that the great Guanyin Bodhisattva would give them such a task.

Finally, they said in unison: "Follow the Bodhisattva's decree!"

After the gods left, Guanyin Bodhisattva shook his head gently, looking at the departing figure of the hairy gods with some amusement, and finally stepped on the lotus platform and flew to Lingshan.

When she entered the Lingshan Mountain, she saw that the Buddha was preaching Buddha, so she stood aside and waited quietly.

After the Buddhas left, Guanyin Bodhisattva spoke: "World-honored, something has happened in the journey to the west, it seems that ......"

After hearing this, the Buddha was about to speak, but he saw a purple light flying from thirty-three days away.

If the Buddha couldn't react at all, the purple light penetrated into the Buddha's eyebrows.

"Shizun, what's wrong?" Guanyin Bodhisattva said curiously.

The expression on the face of the Buddha seemed to remain unchanged for ten thousand years, and he said lightly: "Dao Ancestor's decree, Journey to the West is variable, don't meddle, let it be natural!"