Listening to the voice in his head, Tang Seng was happy and depressed.

Happiness is naturally the fragments of Taoism and law obtained, and depressed is the fragments of the thirty-six grades of pure world blue lotus obtained.

Logically speaking, this difficulty is obviously much better than the real and fake Monkey King, but the number of fragments obtained has still not increased.

This had to make Tang Seng think of his previous guess, because the thirty-six rank Pure World Blue Lotus was not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao, so the difficulty of obtaining it was greatly increased.

Tang Seng, who sighed lightly, was very helpless, but he could only accept it.

Tang Seng, who turned over and got on the horse, then opened his personal attribute screen.

Host: Tang Seng

Realm: Late stage of Da Luo Jinxian (26304450W)

Rules: 61531W for water, 37701W for wood, 29301W for fire, 18011W for five elements, 33531W for earth, 27151W for wind, 27301W for gold, 26601W for thunder, 19601W for killing, and 18001W for war

Exercises: Dapin Tianxian Decision, Joy Zen 72 styles

Magical powers: Great Dao Concealment Technique, Zhangliu Golden Body, Ancestral Witch's Body (Anger of the Heavens), Buddha Kingdom in the Palm, Three Heads and Six Arms, Samadhi Divine Wind, Delusional Golden Eyes, Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Samadhi True Fire

Magic Weapon: Divine Killer Spear (Heavenly Dao Fierce Treasure), Heavenly Qingyun (Heavenly Dao Strange Treasure), Nine Ring Tin Staff (Inferior Innate Spiritual Treasure), Brocade Robe (Inferior Congenital Spiritual Treasure), Purple Gold Bowl (Inferior Innate Spiritual Treasure)

Items: Thirty-six Pure World Blue Lotus Fragments×7, Hongmeng Purple Qi

"Whew! There are still half the Dao lines to break through!"

Looking at the realm column, Tang Seng pursed his lips.

There is no time for practice, and it has been thousands of years in a blink of an eye, and what he said is not wrong at all.

It's been so long, and the fragments of the Pure World Qinglian are only seven, and Tang Seng doesn't know when they will be able to gather.

The only thing that satisfied him on the entire screen was the beautiful law column, and almost all the laws he comprehended had to cross the number of two thousand.

With a slight sigh, Tang Seng casually turned off the system screen.

"Master, the fire in the Flame Mountain has been extinguished, why are you still unhappy?"

Zhu Bajie, who was walking beside Tang Seng, heard Tang Seng's sigh, turned his head and asked strangely.

"As a teacher, I am worried that your strength has not been able to improve, and it has seriously dragged everyone back, you see that the white dragon horse broke through again last night. ”

Tang Seng, who was riding on a horse, touched the white dragon horse under him and said to Zhu Bajie.

Among the four people who learned from the scriptures, Bailongma can be said to be the most diligent person in cultivation.

Because it is the relationship of foot strength, the time for cultivation is also the most.

I ate two ginseng fruits in Wuzhuang Guan before, but now I have absorbed them all, and now I have the cultivation of the peak of the Heavenly Immortals, and I am one step away from entering the realm of Golden Immortals.

When Tang Seng first met him, he was just a heavenly immortal cultivator.

In almost five years, he broke through several small realms in a row, and his cultivation speed was not ordinarily fast.

"Master, it's work time, how can you say this?"

Zhu Bajie didn't pay attention to the meaning of Tang Seng's words, but stared at Tang Seng with his eyes.

"You can do whatever you want as a teacher. ”

Tang Seng, who squinted his eyes slightly, glanced at him lightly.

When Zhu Bajie heard this, he didn't dare to talk back, and stood aside with his head shrugged.

The Flame Mountain had just been baptized by heavy rain, and it was very cool, and Zhu Bajie became happy after a while.

The four masters and apprentices once again embarked on the road of learning scriptures.

The air is clear, and the Flame Mountain is all Kangtang Avenue, and the speed of several people is not slow.

In just half a month, the four masters and apprentices have already completed the eight hundred miles of Flame Mountain.

The autumn breeze was bleak, and after leaving the Flaming Mountain, everyone finally saw the plants.

As far as the eye can see, the earth is yellow.

Autumn goes to winter, wild chrysanthemums fall, and new plums are born.

On this day, while the master and apprentice were walking, they encountered another city in front of them.

Tang Seng, who was riding on a horse, looked at the city in the distance, and shouted: "Wukong, what kind of place is it when you look at the towering pavilions in the city?"

Sun Wukong looked up, and the city in the distance was a little big.

The situation of Longpan is in the golden city, but there is no plaque on the city gate.

There was a faint sound of wine shops singing in the city, which was obviously very lively.

After a few glances, Sun Wukong replied: "Master! That city is the place of the emperor of a country. ”

Hearing this, Tang Seng's eyes lit up, and it seemed that he had arrived at the sacrificial country.

Because of the jewels on the tower of Jinguang Temple, the sacrificial country is called Tianfu Shenjing by the surrounding countries, and it is obvious that it is the city in front of you.

Zhu Bajie, who followed next to him, said with a smile: "Senior brother, there are prefectures and counties in the world, how can this be the emperor's place in front of you?"

Sun Wukong, who was walking in front with a golden hoop stick, turned his head and glanced at Zhu Bajie, pointed ahead and said:

"You don't know that the residence of the emperor is different from the prefecture and county. You see that he has more than a dozen gates on all sides, and there are more than 100 miles around him, and the towers are towering, and the clouds and mist are colorful. If it is not an imperial state, why is it so magnificent?"

"Senior brother, since you are the emperor's place, why don't you even have a name on the city gate?"

Monk Sha, who followed with the burden, glanced at the city in the distance, and looked a little puzzled.

"Then my grandson doesn't know!"

Sun Wukong waved his hand, his face puzzled.

"Let's go, let's go, just get there. ”

Zhu Bajie whispered, and he had already stepped forward and ran forward.

His favorite place is to meet the country, and then he can eat and drink again.

Tang Seng, who was also excited in his heart, was also a white dragon horse, riding his horse towards the city.

For Tang Seng, the catastrophe is a big reward.

In a few moments, several people had arrived in front of the city.

The moment he approached the city, Tang Seng also heard a prompt sound from the system in his head.

"Ding! Enter the 'Tianfu Shenjing' to learn from the scriptures, and require a minimum stay of five days. ’

"In five days, it seems that this nine-headed insect has the cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal. ”

Listening to the voice in his head, Tang Seng thought in his heart.

This guy is one of the few goblins who escaped in the Journey to the West, and finally fled to Beihai, probably to Beiju Luzhou.

Tang Seng dismounted and crossed the bridge, passed through the city gate, and saw six streets and three markets, with many shops, and saw the crowd surging, all dressed extraordinary.

Sun Wukong, who followed in, also looked around in surprise.

The surrounding people were only slightly startled in the face of the strange-looking Sun Wukong, and they did not run away in panic like the people of several countries before.

As Sun Wukong said, this city does not seem to be simple.

Tang monks and apprentices were walking, and suddenly saw more than a dozen monks, one by one wearing shackles and locks, begging along the door, looking very desolate.

"What's wrong with this monk? Isn't it a crime and has been arrested?"

Zhu Bajie looked at the many miserable monks and said strangely.

After all, several people are monks, so they will naturally pay more attention to the same bald head.

Tang Seng naturally understood that these must be the monks of Jinguang Temple, because the jewel was stolen and was punished by the king.

"Bajie! You go up and ask, why are you suffering like this?"

Zhu Bajie walked up and asked, "That monk, which temple are you from? Why are you so miserable in shackles and locks?"

Seeing Tang Seng and a few people, many monks were brightened in their eyes, and then they fell to the ground one by one.

"Grandpa, we are the monks of Jinguang Temple. ”

When Sun Wukong, who was following on the side, heard this, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Where is the Jinguang Temple, why are you so aggrieved?"

There was a Che Chi Guoxing Road to destroy the Buddha before, is it possible to meet another one now?

The many monks kneeling on the ground, you look at me, I look at you, and then one of them said slowly: "Grandpa! ”

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie did not reply, and turned to look at Tang Seng.

"Well, let's go to his temple and inquire about the reason. ”

Tang Seng nodded and replied softly.

Seeing that Tang Seng agreed, many monks in front of him were happy.

Looking at the excited monks, Sun Wukong and the others were puzzled in their eyes, but Tang Seng was as calm as ever.

Following many monks, a few people came to a mountain gate in a short time, and there were seven golden characters written on the door, 'Ejian Huguo Jinguang Temple'.

Just looking at the surrounding scene, it seems to be quite desolate.

The incense lamp in the ancient hall is cold, and the leaves of the void corridor sweep the wind.

There are no guests all over the ground, and the cobwebs in front of the eaves are used to climb the cage.

Looking at it as a temple, I don't know if I thought it had been abandoned for a long time.

Sun Wukong, who looked at each other, was puzzled in their eyes.

The name of the Golden Light Temple of the Protector was terrible when I heard it, but I didn't expect it to be such a scene in front of me.

The monks put on the shackles, pushed the main hall open, and invited the Tang monks and apprentices to worship the Buddha in the hall.

Tang Seng entered the hall and was about to offer incense, but he heard the sound of iron ropes behind him.

Tang Seng, who was confused in his heart, stepped forward, but saw six or seven little monks locked on the abbot's eaves pillar.

"What are you doing here, even the children are implicated. ”

Looking at those miserable little monks, Zhu Bajie was shocked.

The monks who led Tang Seng to come all sighed in unison, not knowing how to speak.

At this time, many monks rushed out of the inner hall.

An unusually old monk looked at the Tang monk and apprentice, and asked in a trembling voice: "The appearance of the old man is different, but he is from the Tang Dynasty?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong was a little surprised, and couldn't help but ask strangely: "What kind of unpredictable prophetic method do you have as a monk, but you actually know that we are from the Eastern Tang Dynasty." ”

Seeing Sun Wukong admitting it, the old monk's face was excited, and many of the monks around him were also excited, and many of them were sobbing in low voices with excitement.

The changes in the many monks around naturally made Sun Wukong even more confused.

The old monk walked up tremblingly and explained.

"Grandpa, I have been waiting for some unpredictable prophetic method, but I have suffered bitterly, and I have nowhere to redress my grievances, and I cry out for injustice day and night. I think it is to alarm the gods, yesterday night, everyone had a dream, saying that there is a holy monk from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, who will save our lives, and this grievance can be done. Today, I saw such a vision of the old man, so I guessed this. ”

The Monkey King who heard this, but they were depressed, and it must have been done by Buddhism.

Although he was angry at these strange behaviors of Buddhism, he couldn't bear to see the misery of the monk in front of him.

Tang Seng sighed and slowly stepped forward.

"What grievances do you have to deal with quickly? If the poor monk can help, he will not stand idly by. ”

Seeing that Tang Seng was really enthusiastic about helping, the old monk hurriedly walked up and said softly: "Grandpa, the name of this city is called Saiguo, and it is a big place to go in Xibang. Back then, there were four Yi tributes..."