Xuanzang sent the old man away, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

One thing he was very sure of was that there was definitely something wrong with the Spiritual Dharma Omnipotent Bodhisattva here!

"Master, I seem to have heard of this spiritual method Guangneng Bodhisattva before, he is a disciple of the Dingguang Joy Buddha, who has cultivated a body of Joy Zen, extremely shameless, often relying on the appearance of the Bodhisattva to deceive some female believers, I didn't expect to play so big this time, and he actually wanted to receive a small country into his Buddha country!"

Zhu Bajie said hatefully on the side.

"How is his cultivation? How can such a person have a bodhisattva position?" asked Xuanzang curiously.

Zhu Bajie pouted: "After all these years, that guy is estimated to have a golden immortal cultivation, naturally it is impossible to have a bodhisattva fruit position, that bodhisattva minister is a spiritual treasure given to him by his teacher Dingguang Huanxi Buddha, as for what Buddha country, it is a blinding method made with a purple source pearl!"

Sun Wukong scratched his hand and said eagerly: "Master, do you want me to catch that spiritual fake Bodhisattva for you?"

Since Wuzhi Mountain was freed from the predicament, Sun Wukong has been refining his spirit every night, cultivating diligently, and his cultivation has broken through to the realm of golden immortals, and his combat power has also been greatly improved.

Now it can be said that he is full of confidence, as long as Xuanzang speaks, this monkey dares to poke a hole even in the sky!

Xuanzang shook his head, "You guys are optimistic about the RV here, and you have to go to the Moyun Kingdom Palace to confirm some information for the teacher!"

With that, the figure flashed and disappeared into the RV.

Sun Wukong looked down at the golden hoop rod that had been taken out, and sighed: "What is the use of this iron rod that I want?"

......

The Imperial Palace of Moyun Kingdom.

There were no lights in the courtyard of the deep palace, and it was extremely cold, and almost all the guards, eunuchs, and palace maids ran away.

There was no one in the huge imperial court, and there was a rancid smell wafting from the imperial dining room, and the aquatic plants in the pond were already above the water, and the carp of all colors floated on the pool with their white bellies.

"Smack!"

An unkempt old man in a yellow robe was so drunk that his arm knocked over the wine cup on the table as his head fell.

"Cao Daban'er, bring me wine, go quickly...... Bring the wine, I want to drink!"

"Hmm, Cao Daban'er, didn't even you escape from the palace? Hehehaha, yes, that's good!"

Whew~~~

Xuanzang flashed next to the old man, patted him on the back with his hand, and used his mana to relieve him of alcohol.

"Cao Daban'er, is that you?"

The old man was still drunk, and his eyes were hazy and he looked at Xuanzang.

"Ha! It turned out to be a monk, I am the Son of Heaven, and I will not let you succeed! Even if I consume the last trace of national fortune, I am not willing to send millions of people from the Wumo Cloud Kingdom to your fake Bodhisattva as rations and playthings!"

The old man's eyes flashed as he spoke, and he waved his palm at Xuanzang.

"Amitabha, this benefactor misunderstood, the poor monk Xuanzang, is a monk from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, today I heard that there is a fake Bodhisattva pretending to be a god and oppressing the good, and he has come to Duhua!"

Xuanzang said, his body was slightly sideways, and he dodged the weak palm swing of the old man in the yellow robe.

The body of this Lord of the Moyun Country has been hollowed out by the smell of wine, and he is weak, if it weren't for the Great Array of National Fortune, he would have died a long time ago.

The old man in the yellow robe couldn't help but look straight when he heard this, the drunkenness on his face disappeared, and he looked at Xuanzang with burning eyes.

"Master, are you serious?"

Xuanzang smiled lightly and took out the customs clearance document that Li Shimin had stamped with the seal of the Heavenly Dynasty from his arms.

The old man in the yellow robe took it and opened it to take a look, and he was impressed by the celestial magnanimity on the big seal, and the golden imperial luck almost broke through the big seal and soared into the sky.

"The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister!

I am the lord of the Tang Dynasty, and the holy monk Xuanzang of the Heavenly Dynasty sent him, and my royal brother, went to the West Tianling Mountain to obtain the true scriptures, and all the checkpoints he passed through were allowed to pass through, and they could not be stopped!

If there is a violator, the national war will begin, although it is far away, it will be punished!

Don't be unpredictable!"

The old man in the yellow robe put down the customs clearance document tremblingly, bowed deeply to Xuanzang, and said with a sad expression: "Ask the holy monk to save me Moyun Country, I am Hongye, the lord of Moyun Country...... I beg you!"

"What the hell is going on, you tell the poor monk carefully!"

The old man in the yellow robe stood for a while and was a little out of breath, bowed, and found a place to sit down, with a look of hatred in his eyes.

"Three years ago, the Spiritual Law Guangneng Bodhisattva suddenly came to our country, trying to confuse the people to become its believers, and the concubines and princesses of the harem were also favored by it, and I was originally ...... I also think this is a good thing, but my grandfather and uncle are people who cultivate the truth, a genius of Tianzhong, who has just broken through the realm of heavenly immortals, and is about to go to heaven to rank in the immortal class, but listening to the words of the heavenly colleagues, that spiritual law Guang Neng is a false bodhisattva and a real adulterous monk. ”

"The spiritual law is wide and the fake Bodhisattva is the one who is in trouble, I don't know how many living beings have been killed, in order to cultivate the Joy Zen Decree, countless female cultivators and believers have died in Jiuquan, and it is notorious in the cultivation world, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a demon cultivator, but there is a powerful master above him, and no one dares to stop him. ”

"In recent years, his plundering has intensified, and he has even hit my Moyun country with the idea of moving the people of a country into its false illusion, and the man has become a fanatic believer with no nature, and the woman has been sucked dry by him to practice Zen ......"

"My old ancestor also served as the lord of the Moyun Kingdom for a few years when he was young, so he naturally couldn't bear the people to suffer such a catastrophe, so he searched through the ancient books and found a national fortune array that could resist the robbery of the demon monk!"

"But it's also very costly......"

Speaking of this, the sadness in the eyes of the old country lord was even worse, and tears kept flowing.

"The arrangement of that big array is based on me, the lord of the country, supplemented by the jade seal of the Zhenguo, the underground dragon veins and ...... and the lives of the princes and grandchildren...... My princes and princesses are dead, and those concubines can't stand the fact that their children are dying, and they all commit suicide by hanging beams...... Woo woo, it's miserable......"

The old lord covered his face with his hands and broke down and cried bitterly, his shoulders kept swaying, sobbing, like a child who had not grown up.

The death of relatives, the angry scolding and incomprehension of the people, and the intimidation of ghosts......

The emotions that had been pent up in my heart for so long, I couldn't bear it anymore when I confided it today, and I gave up the bearing and majesty of the lord of a country, and cried bitterly.

In his mind, he recalled the scene where his father educated him when he was a child.

"Ye'er, the lord of a country must be strong, you stumbled and even shed tears, it really shouldn't be, you can't lose the majesty of the royal family at any time!"

"Ye'er, as the head of a country, you must have a city government, and you can't show cowardice in front of people......"

......

The old lord of Hongye looked at the tablet of his ancestors on the high platform with tears in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry father, Ye'er is embarrassed again, but I miss you so much, I don't want to be the lord of this country, I feel so much pressure in my heart, and I am so wronged......"

With trembling fingers, he climbed up to the platform, took off the nearest tablet, held it in his arms, and wept bitterly.