This huge voice woke up the king of the festival at the same time, and when he woke up, he felt that he was completely gone, and the indescribable vitality of his whole body was inexhaustible strength, and he was very happy for a while, and when he turned around to thank Tang Sen, he saw the crumbling Tang Sen, and hurriedly got up and walked over.

"Holy monk, holy monk, what's wrong with you? It's all for the widow! ”

The king of the festival had a sad voice, this time he was not pretending, his true feelings were revealed, he really felt the benefits, and he also saw the price Tang Sen paid for this, how could he not be moved.

"Nothing, nothing." Townsend said weakly.

The deafening shouts and thank-you voices reached the palace and the ears of the two through the rain curtain.

When the king of the festival helped Tang Sen out of the main hall, what he saw in his eyes was a golden rain, and in his ears he heard a deafening shout, as if there was only one voice left in heaven and earth, "Holy monk is merciful!" ”

All the hearts of the people will be submitted.

"W-what's going on?" The King of the Sacrifice didn't know what was going on.

"Your Majesty, the holy monk has sent down the rain with great mana, and now there is no sickness in our sacrificial country, and the holy monk is merciful and merciful to the world." A guard trotted up and said respectfully, looking at Tang Sen with only admiration and respect in his eyes.

"Holy monk, this ...... How does this work? "Only then did the king know the reason why Townsend was so weak, and it was too high a virtue to save all the people with one man.

"King, there is no need to say more, this is what a poor monk should do, the Buddha said that Pudu sentient beings, the poor monk is also a small monk, just within his ability."

"Then please ask the holy monk to rest in the kingdom for two more days to recuperate his spirits, so weak, this king is really worried, and someone will come to ......" The king of the festival will call people.

Tang Sen waved his hand to stop, "No need, the poor monk is fine, the west is far away, when the matter of Jinguang Temple is dealt with, the poor monk should also go on the road." ”

"Goku." Tang Sen turned his head, and Sun Wukong and the others below had already arrived.

"Master."

"Help me as a teacher and go to Jinguang Temple." commanded Sun Wukong, and then turned his head to look at the host next to him.

"I'm tired of the master."

"Where did the holy monk say, the true Buddha came, and the monks should be saddled before and after the horse, how can there be any trouble to say, the holy monk please." The old host's face was indescribably respectful, and the admiration in his tone had overflowed.

"Come on, take the palace guards to protect the holy monk to Jinguang Temple!"

Therefore, when Tang Sen and the others came out, there were already several layers around them, the soldiers and horses in front opened the way, and the palace guards on both sides accompanied them, and then there was a group of monks from Jinguang Temple, and they loved that Tang Sen group surrounded, and there were several apprentices such as Zhu Bajie inside, and Tang Sen riding a green lion in the middle, and Sun Wukong was close to him.

The group marched mightily to the highest pagoda in the country, where the Golden Light Temple is located.

At this time, the rain had stopped, but people were still excitedly discussing.

"My rheumatism is better." A woman said happily.

"Rheumatism is nothing, my grandson's congenital ear backs are all healed." An old sister-in-law next to her happily hugged her two- or three-year-old grandson and said.

"Knock knock, now, my waist is not sore, my legs are not painful, I am not tired from work, and I eat deliciously, which is really good." Lao Yang slammed the cigarette gun in his hand a few times, picked up a bowl of turbid wine in front of him, and took a sip.

"I just went down to the field to see, the crops in the field are ripe, it looks like they can be harvested tomorrow, and there will be a good harvest this year."

"These are all the kindness of the holy monks."

"Yes, who's to say it's not, the holy monk is really a good person."

"I heard that the holy monk is the Bodhisattva who came down to earth to save us, Amitabha."

……

There was a lot of gossip and discussions, and the entire capital praised the good name of Townese.

"Look, the holy monk has come out!"

There was a shout, and there was a sudden boil, and people gathered on both sides of the road with their families and mouths, waiting for the Bodhisattva who saved them.

For a while, the alleys were empty, but there were human walls on both sides of the avenue, not only, in the attics on both sides, on the trees...... All the places where you can stand are full of people at this moment, and the crowds are no different.

This monstrous crowd frightened the hundreds of palace guards trembling, if so many people were on it together, hundreds of them really couldn't stop it, and they scolded loudly for a while: "Get out of the way!" What are you going to do? Rebellion! Get out of the way! ”

But the crowd did not retreat, nor did it take a step forward, but when Tang Sen's procession passed through a certain way, the people of that place knelt down one after another, "Thank you to the holy monk for his great kindness." ”

"Child, kneel down, the holy monk is your benefactor and has saved your life." This is the old man who hugged his grandson at the beginning, and the child flashed his big cute eyes, but he also fell to the ground obediently.

"Spread out, spread out." Despite the shock, the guards had not forgotten their duty, and it would be unimaginable for an Assassin to suddenly appear in the crowd on either side, so the best way to disperse the crowd was to disperse it.

"Stop." A weak voice rang out, but it was clearly audible to everyone present.

The guards who were about to chase people out also stopped, the voice was familiar to them, it was the voice of the holy monk.

"The poor monk thanks all the donors for coming to send, don't care, this is what the poor monk should do, it is your simplicity and kindness that have won the reward, get up quickly, the ground is cold."

The voice fell, but no one got up.

The people are not stupid, and they know very well who is good to them.

Burning incense and worshiping the Buddha and sculpting the golden body, none of the wishes they made came true, but Tang Sen did not ask for anything, but he healed them of their long-term pain.

How can such a great favor be repaid?

There was silence all around, Tang Sen didn't speak again, he knew that he couldn't be persuaded, sighed slightly, took out a fire spirit stone, and used mana to introduce spiritual power to the ground, remove moisture, and smiled bitterly, all the little mana recovered just now was used.

After listening to Tang Sen's words, the guards did not rush anyone again, but only mentioned twelve points of caution, and the team slowly moved forward, solemn and abnormal, as if some sacred ceremony was being held.

In the same way, wherever Tang Sen went, the people there knelt down in a "bang", even where Tang Sen passed, after those people got up, they also looked at the place where Tang Sen disappeared, refused to leave, and stood for a long time.

The team drove forward, and Tang Sen inside was leisurely, but Sun Wukong and the others were thinking about the actions of the people around them.

"Master, why do they kneel to you, is it because you are better than them?"

"No, it's because they're kind and grateful."

Sun Wukong thoughtfully, in the world of monsters, there has always been only the weak and the strong, the winner is king, and awe is the most direct embodiment of strength.

Some people died, but not completely......