The old turtle was a little puzzled when he heard this, shook his head and replied: "Holy monk, you don't know, the human race is the body of the Great Dao, which was pinched out by Nuwa Niangniang according to the shape of the Dao rules described by the Dao Ancestor, and it is the race closest to the Dao rules, and turning into a human form can greatly speed up the cultivation speed, if not, how could those great demons who have practiced for hundreds of thousands of years be killed by monks who have cultivated for decades or hundreds of years in the world?"

"Poor monk, you have a trace of dragon blood, isn't it better to turn into a dragon than to be reborn as an adult?" Xuanzang said, pointing to the two bulges on the old turtle's head.

The old turtle's eyes were dark, and he shook his head and said: "Although the dragon clan is blessed with a unique physical body, but since the dragon and phoenix tribulation, the dragon clan's strength has not only plummeted, but the descendants of the dragon clan have to bear the cause and effect and karma generated by the destruction of the desolate world in the catastrophe, and it is difficult to produce true cultivation!

Speaking of this, the eyes of the white dragon horse, who had always jumped out, also dimmed a little.

What the old turtle said, although it is a little paranoid, it is not bad, the dragon clan is in decline, and it is no longer the protagonist of heaven and earth, which is an indisputable fact.

"Amitabha, the poor monk remembers, when the time comes, go to Rulai and help you ask a question or two!" Xuanzang nodded.

The old turtle's expression was greatly lifted when he heard this, and the speed of the paddle under his feet became faster.

Eight hundred miles of the Tianhe River, in a flash, to the other bank, thanks to the old turtle, everyone on the road again.

Walking through a deep canyon, a small town appeared in front of the group, and the red lantern hung at the entrance of the town, which looked a little strange in the night light.

There was a black cloud hanging over the town, and if anyone with a cultivator looked over, he could see that there were some different heads changing in the cloud, teeth and claws.

"Master, the town in front of me is very resentful, and many mortals should have been wronged!" Sun Wukong said with a backhand in the shape of a shade from a distance.

In order to avoid causing a sensation, Xuanzang collected the RV and entered the town.

As soon as you arrive on the street, you can smell a trace of rancid odor, and the bluestone floor is covered with a layer of black filth, and mortals will feel a chill on the back of their necks when they first arrive here.

On the main street are two-story wooden buildings, all kinds of inns and shops, but it is late at night, and most of them are closed.

Xuanzang swept his thoughts, but found an extremely strange phenomenon, that is, the flesh of some residents here was a little strange.

Beneath the old skull was the young flesh, and a rancid smell lingered over it.

"Tsk, it can't be an evil monster here, right?" Xuanzang muttered to himself.

As he spoke, he walked up to an inn and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

A weak voice came from inside.

Moved away from the somewhat smooth door panels that had been rubbed, and a young guy dressed in a green shirt yawned and poked his head out, "Come to stay at the hotel?"

Xuanzang nodded, a smile appeared on the little girl's face, and then moved the door panel and led everyone to the main hall.

Holding a broken oil lamp in his hand, he took a fire fold and lit the light in front of the counter, and the hall suddenly became bright.

"Guest officer, there are still three upper rooms left in our shop, I don't know ......" The little guy took out a wooden sign and looked at it, looked up and said.

There was some impatience on his face, which woke him up in the middle of the night, and it was a group of monks, not like a rich financier.

Xuanzang took out a gold leaf from his arms and put it on the counter, "The three upper rooms, the poor monks all want them!"

As soon as the little girl saw the golden leaf, her eyes suddenly lit up, and the whole person also bowed up, and her face was replaced with a flattering smile.

"Guest officer, how many days are you going to stay here? This gold leaf is a bit much! You are also here to join the Immortal Sect, right?" The little guy looked flattering, and there was no sleepiness on his face, and he looked like a dog.

Xuanzang was a little curious and asked, "What is the origin of the Immortal Sect?"

"Master, you haven't even heard of the Immortal Sect? It's not an ordinary sect, it's an immortal sect that can make people immortal, and ordinary people can't join it if they want to! The people who can join the Immortal Sect in our Wushe Town are all famous wealthy businessmen from near and far.

The entire nearby Plains Mansion is the scope of activities of the Immortal Sect, and ordinary people can't ask for it if they want to join, but it is worth mentioning that the Immortal Sect's divine court is set up near our town, and many lucky people will come here to find an opportunity......

Xiao Wu carefully introduced some of the situation of the Immortal Sect, and then suddenly thought of something, and looked at Xuanzang with a slightly pale face and said, "Master, you just came here from outside the Plains Mansion?"

Xuanzang nodded, a little curious, "Little donor, what's wrong?"

"Our Wushe Town is on the edge of the Plains Mansion, backed by the Tongtian River, you haven't heard of the name of the Immortal Sect, didn't you come across the Tongtian River?"

Sun Wukong smiled: "Yes, we came here with a boat!"

"Haven't you met a monster, there is a big demon lurking in the Tongtian River, and last year's New Year also had a fight with the immortal gods worshiped by the Immortal Sect, that battle was really shattered, the sun and the moon were gone, that Qingyou Canyon was originally a big mountain, and there were still several mountain villages alive on it, but that battle directly split Qingyou Mountain into a canyon, and the chassis of the Immortal Sect did not continue to cross the Tongtian River to the east......"

"Master, you don't know, that night, the torrential rain invaded the basin, and the old man Liu who was on the watch was drowned by the rain directly outside, alas, although we can't see the momentum, but the lightning and thunder that we can hear when hiding in the house is terrifying!"

When the little girl thought back at this time, his face still showed a look of horror, and he shrank his head like a little hen that had seen a weasel.

"Is there such a thing?" Xuanzang smiled, unexpectedly, what kind of immortal sect god actually fought with the carp spirit, it seems that he is also an evil god monster.

Xuanzang suddenly became interested, his divine sense was swept away, and he saw that there was a place under this Wushe Town that was full of evil spirits, and there seemed to be demons, but that evil god did not seem to be in the divine court of the Immortal Sect.

The little servant led the way in front and led him to the upstairs room, "A few guest officers, these are three keys, you can rest quickly, I will help you lead the horse to the backyard!"

"Xiao Er, when is the Spirit Festival you are talking about?" Xuanzang asked casually.

The little guy lowered his head and pondered for a while, and then replied: "It shouldn't be far away, there are still four or five days left!"

"Then these three rooms will be rented for five days, and the poor monk wants to see how lively this Spirit Festival is!

"That's enough, that's enough! Guest officer, you can bring the food in our small shop to the room as you ask!"

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