Yesterday, Tang Sen and the others arrived at the post station, and it was protected by heavy soldiers, there was no meaning of house arrest and surveillance, it was simple protection, and no one had seen them go out, they came early this morning, they were all just up, and they didn't have time, why were the monsters subdued? His own Zhenggong Niangniang is also back? Isn't that reasonable?

I think only the help of immortals can explain it, he sighed secretly.

But he didn't notice that several apprentices behind Tang Sen all turned around and smiled, "Brother Monkey, what is the master talking about, what kind of immortals have the face of our people." ”

"Idiot, don't make a sound, ruin Master's plan and see how I clean you up."

A faint voice came, a little embarrassment flashed on Tang Sen's face, and he hurriedly coughed twice, and immediately several people restrained their smiles and turned back with serious faces.

"With the help of the immortals, it is also thanks to the work of the holy monks, but this thank you gift is as it should be." The King of Zhu Zi joined hands with the lady of the Golden Sacred Palace to salute the sky to thank the heavens.

Knowing the amount of etiquette, he really deserves to be a virtuous gentleman, Tang Sen looked at it with a smile.

People who respect the heavens must have Yu Qing, have no arrogance but arrogance, be modest and self-reliant, and Tang Sen seems to see a perfect person.

Above what they didn't know, in the middle of the clouds, a touch of purple was blurred, and they saw a white-haired old man holding a whisk in his hand, smiling and looking down, and the words they said fell into his ears word for word, and immediately he was also smiling, and his feet moved slightly, and he was about to come to the nether.

"Master, there is an immortal nether." If he felt something, Sun Wukong looked up, and a figure of an immortal wind dao bone above came with the clouds, and hurriedly reminded Tang Sen.

Tang Sen looked up, and sure enough, an old man came by the clouds, and he came above them in an instant.

"Where did the immortal come from?"

"The holy monk is polite, the great sage is polite, and the poor road is here for the mother." The old Taoist chief bowed and said hello one by one.

I?

The lady of the Golden Saint Palace pointed to herself with some doubts, when Tang Sen spoke, they had already discovered this immortal, but in front of the immortals, how could they have room to speak, so they had to stand aside respectfully, with a respectful expression, but there was no flattery, until they mentioned themselves at this moment, they had to stand up.

She didn't know when she had an intersection with the immortals, but she suddenly thought of something, looked at the purple Xia Yi in her hand, and said something strange, it was the clothes that had guarded her for three years.

Sure enough, the man shook the dust lightly, and the gauze she held in her hand fluttered up, blooming with a purple glow, which was worn on the old man's body, which just fitted.

Tang Sen looked at it, and still understood what happened, "Immortal Weng, can you come down and talk about it?" ”

Tang Sen is really annoyed by these immortals, he drives the clouds and floats above at every turn, he has to raise his head when he speaks, his neck is sore, probably because they are used to being so high, they have become subconscious actions, and the immortals that Tang Sen met in the past are all the same.

However, he, Tang Sanzang is not used to them!

"Huh?" Only then did the Taoist realize the rudeness, but the people below were not mortals, they were the holy monks of Buddhism and the great sage of Qin, and they didn't notice the rudeness.

"The holy monk forgive, forgive, the poor way is rude." Hurriedly descended the clouds, fell to the ground, and walked in front of Tang Sen.

Tang Sen didn't blame him, it's just a trivial matter, it's just a matter of habit, but this is also for the good deeds of him who has protected the mother of the Golden Saint Palace for three years without losing his body, otherwise, he Tang Sen doesn't care who you are, you dare to fight with a stick!

"It's okay, Xian Weng's surname, can you tell the poor monk the reason for this incident?"

"The surname of the poor Taoist family is Zhang, the word Boduan, and the number Ziyang, but this matter is a long story."

Zhang Boduan, Ziyang Zhenren? No wonder, no wonder.

Tang Sen suddenly realized that although he was not well-known in the Three Realms, there were many hidden bosses in the Dao Gate, and this one was undoubtedly one of them.

"This matter, but it has to start from three years ago, that year, the poor road happened to travel here, see the people here are abundant, the people live and work in peace and contentment, can't help but be happy, want to visit the master here, but under the secret observation, only to find that the king has a phoenix between the eyebrows, a calculation, only to know that this golden palace Niangniang was taken away by monsters, poor Dao can't bear such a wise lord through this ordeal, Teto dream to protect each other with contemptuous clothes, the demon can not get close to the body of the mother."

"Ahh Only then did the lady of the Golden Sacred Palace know that it was this immortal who was sheltering her in secret, and hurriedly thanked: "Thank you to the immortal for protecting the concubine, so that I can have a reunion with my husband." ”

King Zhu Zi also hurriedly thanked him, his face full of gratitude.

"There is no need to be polite, the merit of the side that you have come to protect here, the poor road is just just a coincidence, hahaha." Ziyang real person stroked his beard and smiled.

"Then why didn't you get rid of this demon at that time, why did you bother to let this husband and wife separate for three years?" Sun Wukong was quite puzzled, a piece of clothing made this monster helpless, it can be seen that the Tao of this Ziyang real person is high, and it is only a gesture to get rid of this monster, why let this lady be trapped in the demon cave for three years, this Zhu Zi King almost died, this is unreasonable.

This asked, Ziyang Zhenren was a little embarrassed, didn't he want to? No, it's that he can't.

This is also related to the origin of the monster, turning his head to look at Tang Sen who frowned slightly.

"This matter, but it still has something to do with Buddhism."

Tang Sen's eyes flashed, and sure enough, he couldn't get rid of Buddhism.

"Real person, please speak."

"Does the holy monk know the origin of this demon?" Zhang Ziyang pointed to the monster curled up to the side and asked.

……

West Tianling Mountain, Da Lei Yin Temple

"I don't know where Sanzang has gone? Did you encounter a goblin? "Guanyin Bodhisattva sits on the lotus platform, but his mind is no longer here.

The life in the west is really boring, and she can't go back to her Nanhai Luojia Mountain Purple Bamboo Forest, the expected riot did not appear, and Manjushri is like a good baby, clocking in on time every day, and going back to the house after work, and not seeing any bad actions.

The Maitreya Buddha is even more strange, since the Pure Land Elysium was bombed, he is like a different person, and he doesn't make a stumbling block for himself, he directly closes the door and closes the entire Pure Land World, and he doesn't know what to do in it.

As a stabilizer in Buddhism, Guanyin Bodhisattva sent people to keep an eye on them all the time.

It's so boring to have no opponents, every day becomes a clock-in and fishing, off work, no, no off work, as an acting Buddha, how can there be a talk about getting off work.

I miss the days of fishing in the South China Sea, I remember that year, I rode a golden retriever to fish in the South China Sea, and it was a big goldfish when I touched it, but unfortunately the inspiration king has now been boiled in soup and drunk, but the soup is really delicious, really fresh.

Thinking about when the Buddha came back, he went to the South China Sea to touch two more when he was empty.

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