Ma Tengyun left Bingqin and Feifei behind, he took off and left, flew in the sky, and suddenly turned around and flew to Hedong Road.

The original Balan Mountain God was desperate, the mountain was gone, and he still wanted to be a mountain god without a mountain, Ma Tengyun could directly produce a dragon king.

The god of Balan Mountain couldn't bear it anymore and decided to go to the heavenly court, but he was a small official with a big bird and wanted to see the Jade Emperor, isn't it a joke, and the god of Balan Mountain could only report to the superior priest.

After a while, the priest left this matter behind, and he forgot about the life and death of the god of Balan Mountain.

Li Ke was still sitting in the palace, his fingers tapping on the table, and the idea of Huadong Tiger gave him a lot of inspiration.

Journey to the West, since he came to this world, this world has been different from the original. All he has to do now is make the difference even bigger.

The matter of Chang'an is handed over to Huadong Tiger, and he will not be able to show up, and now there is still about a year before the overall situation of the Journey to the West begins.

Now Li Ke has to decide one thing, whether the Tang Dynasty will send an envoy to the Western Regions, or the Tang monk will learn scriptures from the West.

Different decisions will be related to the future development. And Li Ke also felt that Huadong Tiger's idea was very good, and he felt that Xiang Yu's envoy to Tianzhu was very good, but he hoped to be more insured.

Li Ke extinguished his thoughts, sat in the mansion to sort out what he had learned in the past, and gave foreign objects to the East China Tiger.

East Huadong Tiger took care of Tang Seng while sending people to collect news in Chang'an City.

Time passed, unconsciously a year passed, on this day, someone came to report, saying that there was a fortune teller in Chang'an, three trigrams a day, 100 accurate.

When the East China Tiger heard this, he knew it well. He immediately shouted: "Zhang San, Li Siwang, Er Mazi".

"The subordinates are here, what does the prince command?" The three gray-clothed servants didn't know where to hide, and they came out.

"The three of you, go to the fortune teller's door early every morning, and if his door is open, you go in and tell your fortune, and pay the money, but if you don't count it, you will smash his shop, and the king will bear it for you if something happens." Huadong Tiger said.

"Yes, my subordinates will guard it." The three of them thought that the fortune teller had offended the prince, and they didn't dare to ask more, so they got up and left.

Huadong Tiger followed behind, and he wanted to see how this Yuan Shoucheng would deal with it.

Yuan Shoucheng is a personable old man, he cranked the folding fan, sat in the room, suddenly frowned, felt that he was in trouble, he pinched his fingers, and his brows wrinkled deeper.

In a few moments, three gray-clothed men arrived.

"Fortune teller, my prince has been calling me Zhang San, I heard that you are very accurate in divination, what do you count my surname?"

"The prince said that I am Li Si, you calculate what my father's surname is." Li Si didn't let it go, and Yuan Shoucheng's face was ugly.

"I'm different from them, the prince calls me Wang Er Mazi, I want to ask Mr. to calculate how many pits I have on my face." Wang Er Mazi pointed to his face and asked with a smile.

"The three of you are not here to tell fortunes, are they?" Yuan Shoucheng felt that his IQ was insulted. Find a good excuse to find something.

"What do you say, sir?" Wang Er Mazi is still a little knowledgeable, and he arched his hand and said: "Mr. open the door to spread the hexagram, I wait for the Shengdou Xiaomin to have doubts in my heart, come to ask for divination, the calculation is accurate, I am grateful, the calculation is not accurate, the hexagram money is paid, and there is no arrears."

Yuan Shoucheng was speechless, and the three of them were instructed by others at a glance today. Deal with the past today and I'm afraid it will come tomorrow.

He set up a reason for himself to have three trigrams a day, leaving a hexagram every day, which must be given to the fisherman, Yuan Shoucheng was distressed and lifted a stone to hit his own feet.

Yuan Shoucheng counted the people behind the three people, and suddenly looked back, but saw a person standing on the corner of the street.

This celebrity in Chang'an City, even if he has just arrived in Chang'an, he has heard of it.

Yuan Shoucheng looked at Huadong Tiger's smiling face, and guessed his purpose in his heart.

"Those who tell hexagrams, whether they can count or not, still look down on us and our subordinates." Zhang Sanyi slapped the table and glared angrily.

It is often said that a slave follows his master, and a dog fights against man.

The East China Tiger was rampant in Chang'an, and the servants in his house naturally stuck to him half of his arrogance.

"Count, count". Yuan Shoucheng smiled bitterly, even if he had a thousand knots, with that person's style, I am afraid he would not reason with him.

Early the next morning, the three servants arrived at Yuan Shoucheng's shop again, but saw that the door was locked and the building was empty.

Hearing the report of the subordinates, Huadong Tiger felt bored. He knew that the overall situation of Journey to the West was about to start, and he wanted to get stuck in some links, which seemed to be effective, but in fact, he was using his mantis arm as a car.

At night, Li Ke felt a darkness in his heart, he opened his clairvoyance, looked up, and saw that someone was covering the emperor's luck with great mana.

"Help me". Li Ke heard a vast voice in his ears, and the golden dragon of luck in the sky over Chang'an was bound and could not break free.

"Is it asking me for help?" Li Ke wondered.

He glanced at it, only to see an old dragon coming from the north and entering the palace, Li Ke realized, it must be the Dragon King of Jinghe.

Li Ke smiled, although he couldn't stop it, he could also play with it.

He hid his figure, jumped into the air, flew out of the palace, and arrived at Wei Zheng's mansion in the blink of an eye, at this time Wei Zheng had received the will of the heavenly court and was meditating with his eyes closed.

Li Ke flashed behind Wei Zheng, took out a moment of golden soybeans, and put them in Wei Zheng's hair.

This soybean was cast by Li Ke, and it has no other function, only the same, sealing the body and nourishing the soul.

The next day, after Li Shimin's early dynasty, he asked Wei Zheng to play chess, Wei Zheng fell asleep, and wanted to go to the sky to kill the dragon in his dream.

Seeing that Wei Zheng was delayed, the heavenly immortals sent immortal officials down to inspect it. The immortal official waved the divine object in his hand to cover the luck of the dragon road. Concealed figure into the palace.

His immortal spirit is hidden and is not seen by mortals, and Li Shimin's imperial luck is also obscured, and he can't see the immortal official.

The immortal official approached Wei Zheng to check, saw the spell on Wei Zheng's hair, and said angrily: "Who dares to break the decree of the Heavenly Court."

"Me". Li Ke's figure is also hidden, and he uses his fist technique to knock down the artifact in the hands of the immortal official.

"Who art you am, I am ......"

The artifact took off, and without waiting for the immortal official to scold, the luck golden dragon broke free from the predicament, and the golden dragon roared with his head held high, opening his mouth to devour the immortal official.

"No, the Emperor Devours Immortals, you must not die well." The immortal officer shouted in fear.

The golden dragon of luck devoured the immortal official in one bite, and the golden light exploded, and the golden body that was originally a hundred zhang suddenly increased by more than ten zhang.

"Bold demon fairy, dare to trespass on the palace, should be killed". Li Shimin stood suddenly, he seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and he seemed to be confused, and the momentum of the whole person changed.

Li Shimin looked up at the sky, and the light in his eyes was gone. The golden dragon roared with its head up, soaring into the air to attack the seal.

"Come back". Li Shimin seemed to be talking to himself.

The golden dragon of luck lowered his head and roared at Li Shimin, full of unwillingness.

"All the people of my country are unyielding, but we must think long-term." Li Shimin muttered.

The golden dragon of luck was unwilling, and finally fell slowly.

"What does Ke'er think?" Li Shimin looked at the place where Li Ke was standing, although he couldn't see Li Ke, Li Shimin knew that Li Ke was there.

"The father is the emperor and the father of the sons." Li Ke withdrew the stealth technique and revealed his figure.

"The lich retreats, and the human race should rejoice, but this prosperity should not be a caged bird or a hedged beast." Li Shimin looked at the sky.

"Father". Li Ke's eyes probed, there seemed to be some story in it.

"You're still young, you shouldn't tell you these things, go ahead." Li Shimin suddenly cleaned up his mood, took off the soybeans on Wei Zheng's head, returned them to Li Ke, and waved his hand to let Li Ke leave.

God meows young, I'm eighteen years old, I don't want to tell me, don't say anything at all, I don't feel bad when you say this!

Li Ke had a lot of thoughts and left the palace with a half-understanding.

Wei Zhengmeng's soul left his body, flew up to the dragon platform, cut off the head of the Jinghe Dragon King with a knife, and returned from tea to continue to play against Li Shimin.

After a while, Qin Qiong ran into the palace with a dragon head. (That's how the original book is written)

Li Ke returned home, sat and watched Li Shimin's performance, a few days later, he wore linen and filial piety, entered the palace to cry his soul, two days later Li Shimin crawled out of the coffin, and then he was going to open the waterway puja.

If you want to open a waterway puja, you naturally need a mage, hundreds of officials gather monks, and you want to pick a virtuous monk, this person is arranged by Buddhism, and the golden cicada is reincarnated.

Prime Minister Xiao Yu had already known where the golden cicada was, and he went to Jinshan Temple with the holy decree in his hand to recruit Xuanzang into Chang'an.

"Where is Master Xuanzang, why don't you come to receive the order." Xiao Yu's face was gloomy, and he was angry in his heart, you immortal Buddhas arranged for my emperor to perform, and today you still want to humiliate the holy decree of the Heavenly Family.

"The old man visited Xiao Xiang and asked Xiao Xiang to calm his anger." The host of Jinshan Temple, incarnated by Jialan, smiled bitterly.

"It's not that Lao Gao doesn't want to cooperate, it's that Xuanzang is not in the temple."

"Oh, if your Buddhist disciples don't eat fasting and chant Buddha in the temple, it's hard to go to the Taoist temple to do morning and evening classes." Xiao Yu said with a gloomy face.

Jialan Protector said helplessly: "I never went to the Taoist temple, but I was invited by the King of Taihu Lake and never let it back, so I am helpless."

Suddenly hearing about the King of Taihu Lake, Xiao Yu's heartbeat missed half a beat, Xiao Yu was not afraid of Li Ke, but he was definitely unwilling to provoke.

Li Ke never clashed head-on with people and offended him, he only needed to write a story that someone had to tell with the toad spirit, which was enough to ruin people's reputation, and if they were in a hurry, they might be able to leave a stench for 10,000 years.

"So you're the reincarnation of the golden cicada in the Taihu Palace?" Xiao Yu asked.

"Yes". Jialan smiled wryly again. If this was outside the enchantment, he would have slapped Li Ke to death a long time ago, and the reincarnation of the golden cicada in his face would have been held in his hands.

Helplessly, in the enchantment, the strength is the same, he is still a prince, this fight can't be beaten, and he can't be scolded.

"Please also ask Xiao Xiang to go to Taihu Wangfu to ask for someone." Jialan Dharma Protector Dao.

Xiao Yu's face darkened, if you don't want to go, I just want to go.

Hum!

Xiao Yu shook his hand and went back to the palace to resume his life, this was a family affair of the saint, and he didn't want to participate.