For Jiang Liu, this Zhurong incident was just a small episode on the westbound road.

It's just that although Zhu Rong's existence did not pose much of a threat to the team traveling westward to learn scriptures, Jiang Liu and the others stopped and agreed to solve the difficulties here.

Therefore, a new calamity has been added to the book of calamities, the fifty-first calamity: the calamity of Zhurong.

However, overall, Jiang Liu is quite satisfied with the situation of this Zhurong catastrophe.

Not only did he learn a new skill, but in a desperate gamble, the Blood Transformation Divine Knife that Sha Wujing had used for a long time in his hand could finally be replaced.

The attributes of the Flame Demon Battle Axe are enough to increase Sha Wujing's overall strength by a large margin.

Of course, the most important thing is the little white dragon, after fusing part of the bloodline of the ancestor witch Zhurong, the level of the little white dragon has been raised to level 80.

What's more, the bloodlines of the dragon clan and the witch clan are fused, and Xiaobai is not only terrifyingly strong in physical strength, but the original very powerful dragon fire has also been upgraded to a higher level.

In terms of the quality of the flame, it is no weaker than the strength of the sun's true fire.

For the westward journey to learn from the scriptures, the overall strength of Zhurong's disaster has improved a lot, and Jiang Liu is still quite satisfied.

Xiaobai's level has reached level 81, and if he goes further, it is also the level of Da Luo Jinxian.

In this way, the team that traveled west to learn the scriptures would be left with Sha Wujing alone, otherwise, all of them would have reached the level of Da Luo Jin Xian.

Da Luo Jin Immortal is a real master among the Three Realms and Six Realms, and every one of them is famous.

After all, among the Three Realms and Six Realms, there are only two or three hundred existences that can reach the level of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

After the matter on Zhu Rong's side had been resolved, Jiang Liu and the others returned to the city where they lived recently.

Then, Jiang Liu opened his mouth and told everyone about the battle between himself and Zhu Rong.

Of course, the fact is that after Zhu Rong was solved, the temperature between heaven and earth dropped rapidly, and the little white dragon flew into the air, directly spreading clouds and rain, and after a rain fell on everyone, the people in these cities immediately worshipped Jiangliu as a living Bodhisattva.

Then, a temple was quickly built to enshrine the river.

For a while, the incense was endless, and naturally a lot of luck appeared, integrated into the body of Jiang Liu.

"Very good!" Feeling that these luck were integrated into him, Jiang Liu nodded with satisfaction.

In this way, his calamity this time can be regarded as a perfect pass, if there is no reason to delay time, Jiang Liu naturally has no intention of continuing to delay.

After a short rest, the team continued on the road and headed west.

Stop and go all the way, and the next copy can be said to be very comfortable.

And these days, when the next dungeon, the little white dragon also showed stronger strength than before.

A large area of crimson flames erupted out, and the output of this group of attacks was no less than that of good corpses.

On the side of Donglai Temple, after the catastrophe of Zhurong passed, Maitreya Buddha's heart was secretly happy.

Although there is no catastrophe book in his hand, after Zhu Rong's incident, Maitreya Buddha feels that this incident should be regarded as a catastrophe.

Of course, what really made Maitreya Buddha happy was not that he had added a calamity, but the most important thing was that after adding such a calamity, Xuanzang and his party really did not find their own body.

With Zhu Rong blood, he threw it into the nether realm to create a catastrophe, and it was indeed a success.

Although the Zhurong bloodline could not be recovered, after this catastrophe, it can be regarded as providing Maitreya Buddha with a new idea.

As before, it is not advisable to directly attack the team that travels west to learn the scriptures and create a catastrophe in this way.

Because the team that traveled west to learn from the experience was already very strong.

However, if you prepare early and create difficulties on the way of the team traveling westward to learn the scriptures, with a rotating compassion heart, you will certainly not stand idly by and help the local people.

If you use this to create a catastrophe, you don't have to worry about doing it head-on with Xuanzang, as long as you operate it properly, you can ensure your own safety, right?

This Zhurong incident provided a new idea for Maitreya Buddha, as the catastrophe passed, Maitreya Buddha's heart secretly pondered, thinking about the next step.

Next, how should I design to make Xuanzang and his party add to the calamity.

Moreover, don't you have to worry about being touched by him?

In this direction, I have to sum it up well.

......

On the other side, in the heavenly court.

In a very festively decorated palace, a middle-aged man, wearing a bright red robe, looked very festive.

In front of him, all kinds of fine wine and meat were served.

There is Xian'e dancing, there is wine and food served, and the middle-aged man is intoxicated with wine and food, only feeling drunk and dreaming of death, and it seems that he never wants to wake up.

In this palace, it seems that today is a festive banquet.

Of course, if someone observes for a long time, they will find that this palace is always festive.

"Master Xing, the recent work arrangements for many marriages in the mortal world are like this......" A Wen Immortal came to the man in a big red robe with a scroll in his hand and spoke.

"Okay, okay, you can handle these things yourself, just report to me, don't block me from watching the dance!" The man in the red robe, with a drunken look, waved his hand, disgusted that the person in front of him blocked him from watching Xian'e dance.

Hearing this, the immortal holding the scroll secretly sighed and retreated.

"Oh, how can this be!?" After the fairy retreated, he looked at the man in the red robe and sighed in a low voice.

"You're new here, so I don't know, Xing Ye, he's always been like this, besides, there's nothing strange about it, right?

"Yes, yes, our palace of the happy stars is like this, isn't it good? Every day is a festive day......" Some Xian'e stepped forward and whispered, still quite satisfied with this kind of life.

"How can this be? Tian Xixing, he is the last human emperor in the world......" Listening to the words of the immortal and Xian'e next to him, and then looking at the red-robed man who was drunk and dreaming of death, this immortal sighed secretly.

Yes, the Human Emperor, in terms of status and status, was originally no less than the existence of the Jade Emperor, right?

However, I didn't expect that Di Xin, the last human emperor, finally went to heaven to become the position of Tianxi Xing, but he became like this, which is really sad.

Drinking wine and eating meat, Tianxixing crooked in his seat, watching Xian'e dancing in front of him, drunk, and vaguely seemed to see a very familiar, but very unfamiliar figure, dancing in front of him.

is familiar because this figure has always been firmly imprinted in the deepest part of his heart.

It's strange because this figure hasn't been seen again for a long, long time.

Every time I say goodbye, it seems that I can only see it in this half-broken and half-awake dream.

"Shhh, everyone go down, Master Xing is already asleep!"

As Tianxi Xing fell asleep on his throne, they had already begun to snore, and the immortals and wrestlers in this hall retreated one after another, and their steps were very light.

In a daze, Tianxixing seemed to have returned to a long, long time ago, when he was still the emperor of the people, living in Chaoge City, and the strange people in the world were all used by themselves.

In the dream, Tianxixing saw the familiar and unfamiliar figure, rejoiced in his heart, and hugged the figure tightly in his arms.

As the emperor of the people, his status is extremely respectful, but not only did he lose his life, but he couldn't even protect his own woman.

Every time I think of this, I feel as if my head is being cut by a knife.

Since the Great Tribulation of the Gods, he has conferred the title of Tianxi Star, everything has become a foregone conclusion, and he has no power to change anything at all.

Therefore, drinking and having fun all day long, letting yourself get drunk and dreaming of death, is to hope that you will be drunk for the rest of your life, and it is best not to wake up again.

However, even if he was drunk, he couldn't stop these scenes from appearing in his dreams.

For Tianxixing, these dreams have long appeared many times.

Even if you know that you are in a dream, you are still intoxicated by it and do not want to wake up again.

Originally, for Tianxixing, there would be no difference between dreaming this time and dreaming at ordinary times.

However, in the midst of this dream, suddenly, a simple square seal suddenly appeared, shining brightly.

"Kongtong Yin!?"

Looking at this ancient seal, Tianxi Xing's eyes widened, this is the Kongtong seal that represents the luck of the human race?

Isn't it long since I was lost, and why is it here?

Is it yourself, dreaming, dreaming of this ancient seal?

......

Tian Xixing crooked in his seat, drunk and fell asleep, I don't know how long, suddenly, his eyes opened, and the whole person got up.

Tianxi Xing, who opened his eyes, scanned the entire hall, and there was a messy scene everywhere, which made him feel like he had suddenly woken up.

Have you been depraved like this for so many years?

"Where do you start to change that!?"

Tianxixing's heart secretly thought about it.

The power of the immortal Buddha suppresses the entire heaven and earth, how can I resist the power of the immortal Buddha?

"Xuanzang!"

In the end, Tian Xixing's mouth spit out a name!

The center of the immeasurable tribulation, the existence of Xuanzang, is equivalent to a variable that everything is possible.

Moreover, Xuanzang never seems to have the heart to give in to the Immortal Buddha?

(End of chapter)