"Everyone, I heard that there is a good guest here, and I have come to visit him, just to see him!" Xingxian bowed, stroked his hair, and said softly.

"Jiake is next to you! there is no need to ask to see you now!" said Eighteen Gong, pointing at Xuanzang.

Xuanzang smiled slightly and said, "Look, don't we know each other, don't you have a relationship with the poor monk......

Xingxian's pretty face turned red again, and she never thought that the character of the legendary scripture learner would be like a playboy.

"Come and offer tea!"

As soon as the words fell, two girls in yellow walked in outside the stone house, holding a red lacquer Dan plate, with six fine magnetic tea cups floating in the bowl, carrying a spoon horizontally, and carrying a teapot with white iron inlaid with brass, and the fragrant tea in the pot sprayed the nose.

The girl poured the tea, and Xingxian held the magnetic bowl with her white jade fingers and handed it to Xuanzang first, and then to the four elders, and then took one for herself, raised her hand to signal that she had raised her head and drank it all.

After using up the tea, Xingxian said softly to the four elders: "The immortals must have made a lot of good sentences tonight, you might as well tell the little girl about it!"

"We are all slang, but the holy monk is the work of the Tang Dynasty, which is really admired!" replied Fu Yunsuo.

Xingxian bowed and said, "I hope to teach you!"

The four old men, you said the previous poems one by one, and when I heard it, Xingxian's eyes were full of brilliance, and he said in his heart that this Tang monk was a real talent, and he was more and more reluctant to deceive him.

"The concubine is not talented, and she should not be ugly. But when you hear such a good sentence, how about you try to compose a song with it?"

"Good!"

The crowd sat up straight and listened.

"The name of King Wu of the Han Dynasty was left on the cover, and Confucius set up an altar during the Zhou period. Dong Xian loves me into Lin Ji, and Sun Chu once took pity on the cold and ate fragrant. The rain is red and delicate, and the smoky green color is still hidden. I know that I am overripe and slightly sour, and I fall in the wheat field every year. ”

After hearing this poem, the four old men praised it one after another, and Ling Kongzi commented loudly: "Elegant and dusty, the sentence contains spring." It's really a 'rain run red and delicate and tender, rain run red delicate and tender'! Presumably the apricot fairy moved the hearts of mortals?"

"Since Xingxian has intentions, how can the holy monk not know? If he doesn't accept this affection, he really can't say it!Haha, this is a great thing!"

Fu Yunsu changed his hexagram at this time, did not continue the original statement as agreed, shook his head and said: "The holy monk is a monk, it is not easy to practice, and the love of children is afraid that his cultivation will be ruined.

Xingxian was stunned when she heard this, the light in her eyes flickered, and she seemed to be struggling.

Yes, if there really is true love in the world, it should not ruin the cultivation of the holy monk's brother! But if he is let go, the plan he said will be ruined, and we will naturally have no hope of immortality, and when the catastrophe comes, it will turn to ashes......

On one side is the holy monk he likes, and on the other side is the immortal life at his fingertips, Xingxian suddenly fell into a tangle, and his fingers tightly pinched his clothes.

Gu Zhigong glared at Fu Yunsuo, and then made a final decision: "The holy monk is a famous person, and he will never act in a hurry. Such a move is a mistake for us. If Xingxian really has intentions, you can teach Fu Yunsuo and the Eighteen Gong to be matchmakers, and I will protect my relationship with Ling Kongzi, and become this marriage, why not be beautiful! In this way, the name is right, and the holy monk can become a monk, and naturally he can return to the world!"

"You can't do this, the holy monk is already shouldering the heavy responsibility of learning scriptures, how can you stop and marry a wife, I don't care, anyway, the holy monk I want to send him back!"

"Fu Yunsuo, you idiot who can't think of it, don't you want to turn into ashes next time the Heavenly Tribulation? Lingmu is already difficult to become enlightened, and it is also restrained by the heavenly thunder, if we miss such an opportunity, we have no hope of gaining the Dao!" Eighteen almost tilted his nose, pointed at Fu Yunsuo and shouted, and almost told the truth.

"No, the holy monk is a confidant, for the sake of a confidant, even if he burns all his roots with you, it will not be in vain!" Fu Yunsuo's tone was a little intense, and he looked like he wanted to stick a knife in his ribs for Xuanzang.

Xuanzang couldn't help but be a little moved when he saw it, although this guy has a good reputation, he really has nothing to say about his friends.

"Fu [interesting] Yunsuo, we have been neighbors and Taoist friends for thousands of years, are you worth turning your face with us for an outsider we just met?"

"It's hard to find a confidant!"

The bamboo-like body of Fuyunsuo was a little weak, but Xuanzang pulled it outside the stone house and said clearly: "We are all trees and demons, and we originally wanted to seek ......."

"Whisk the clouds!"

Ling Kongzi chased out of the house and heard that Fu Yunsuo was about to confess the truth, and couldn't help but interrupt it with a loud shout, but at this time, the apricot fairy floated out, sighed, and said to herself: "It seems that the little girl has no blessing of immortality!"

The figure flashed to Xuanzang's side, turned his head and stared at Xuanzang stupidly, and said softly: "Holy monk, our group of wood demons want to murder your body, you quickly call your big apprentice to come! Everything you see here is an illusion, we can't transform into shapes, you just shout for help, someone will save you from the predicament, and the little woman will also protect you with Fuyunsuo!"

"You two!sigh...... If you can't live forever, you won't live forever, I won't force it!" Jinjie Eighteen Gong shook his head, and his figure disappeared into the illusion world in a flash.

Gu Zhigong and Ling Kongzi glanced at each other, and knew that the plan had failed, so they glared at Fu Yunsu fiercely and walked away.

"Amitabha, good and good! Fortunately, you can see through the falsehood, otherwise the catastrophe will not come, and you will also turn into ashes!" Xuanzang said this, and his body directly levitated.

"This ......" Fu Yunsuo was stunned, watching the holy monk who was originally powerless suddenly show his extraordinary strength, and his brain was a little unable to turn.

Xuanzang waved his hand in the air, the illusion world shattered, and in front of him was a dark stone cliff, there was no stone house and lights at all, and several thick trees trembled their branches and leaves around.

"Since you want to escape the Heavenly Tribulation, I will take you into my world!"

Xuanzang didn't wait for a few trees to reply, and directly moved out the root void within a radius of hundreds of miles, and then entered a continent of the Chaos Bead with a large amount of earth and stones.

The roots of pine, cypress, cypress, bamboo, apricot and other plants are luxuriant, and they enter the soil and make their home directly on this continent.

The leaves shake and sound to each other.

"Where is this? The holy monk has such great power, we really don't know the mountains with our eyes!"

"The little woman didn't expect that the holy monk would be an amazing power, it's really admirable!"

"Lao Suo didn't feel the existence of the aura of the Heavenly Tribulation, it seems that there is no Heavenly Tribulation in this piece of heaven and earth, what a good place to go!"

"In this way, as long as we spirit trees don't encounter man-made disasters here, we can expect to become enlightened, which is gratifying!"

"Thank you, Holy Monk, for your great kindness!"

"Thank you, Holy Monk, for your great kindness!"

......

Several tree demons felt five hearts, and they were grateful for a thousand thanks, as if they all regarded Xuanzang as a great benefactor.