Xuanzang tidied up his outfit and went all the way to the palace of Zhu Ziguo, since he left the Tang Dynasty, he has not been to the palaces of various exotic states along the way, but it seems that this Zhu Ziguo is so magnificent and magnificent, it is the first time to see it.

The king was sick for a long time, and what he was looking forward to every day was that there was a monk passing by here, so that he could come to diagnose it, and now he suddenly heard that the monk from the Tang Dynasty came to change the customs clearance documents, and he was naturally overjoyed, and immediately issued a decree.

When Xuanzang came to the bottom of the stairs, he bowed down, and the king saw that this monk was extraordinary, and his heart became more and more happy.

Xuanzang remembered the matter, thanked him quietly, and first closed the literature.

After the king looked through it, he knew that the monk was not lying, and the seals of various states and countries from east to west on the document showed that this monk who could go all the way to Zhu Ziguo unharmed must be a monk with extraordinary means. In addition to rejoicing, he also remembered the outstanding people of the Eastern Plains, and he yearned for it in his heart and asked.

Xuanzang didn't think much about it, he owed his body and palms together, starting from the rule of the three emperors and the division of the five emperors, until Wei Zhengmeng slashed the dragon body, and the eyes of the king lit up, as if the dying man grabbed the life-saving straw, grabbed Xuanzang's sleeve and sighed:

"Cheng is a great country in the Celestial Empire, the monarch is righteous and virtuous! It is like a widow who has been sick for a long time, but no minister has come to save him, and the monks are merciful, and they hope to have mercy on ......"

Xuanzang was slightly unnatural by the king's sleeve, he was familiar with the history books, how could he not know the saying of short sleeves and peaches, his heart was cold, and he secretly looked at the past, and saw that the king had a yellow face and thin muscles, and his shape was declining, and he felt more and more that it must be the kind of dragon yang that caused a strange disease. A trembling, was worried about how to excuse some distance, but saw the Guanglu Temple official play to ask for fasting, such as amnesty.

Unexpectedly, the king looked at him more and more kindly, pulled his sleeve and ordered: "In the Phi Xiang Palace, under the meal of Lian Zhen, enjoy it with the mage." ”

Xuanzang was helpless, he could only see the moves, and he was as good as jade.

Fortunately, during the fasting period, the king did not further "violate", but only mentioned "being sick for a long time" again and again, and even promised to "divide the country equally and share the society", implying that Xuanzang came to the rescue. Xuanzang was preconceived, but a luxurious meal was tasteless, and he pushed absentmindedly.

After a long time, the king finally let go of his reserve, reluctantly allowed himself to sit upright, approached Xuanzang, and sighed weakly: "Holy monk, don't be modest......

Xuanzang was so anxious that hot sweat broke out on his neck, "Your Majesty, the poor monk is really powerless......

"Your Majesty!" at that moment, a minister hurried into the palace and knelt before the king.

Xuanzang was relieved of his urgent need, so he breathed a long sigh of relief, pondered and diverted the topic, and hurriedly found an opportunity to change the official document!

I didn't want this official to rush out: "Your Majesty! The list you posted was uncovered by Elder Sun from the Eastern Tang Dynasty!"

"Poof!" Xuanzang didn't sit down for a moment, and the whole person fell to the ground on his back.

Fortunately, at this time, the king was surprised and inexplicably asked the minister whether the matter was true or false, but he did not take advantage of the danger.

Xuanzang got up from the ground and sat down without tears, and then heard the king ask: "Holy monk, ......who is Elder Sun?"

He ...... He is the eldest apprentice of the poor monk...... "Xuanzang's head was a little sweaty, and he took the opportunity to distance himself from the king a little, and he couldn't help but scold the monkey half to death in his heart, "This monkey must be opening a river, I saw him subjugating demons along the way, and I saw him eliminate demons, but I didn't see the ...... to cure diseases and save people."

This is the truth, I remember when I just left the Tang Dynasty, the snow closed the mountain, he got a cold, or Ren Qinglian, a lame doctor, found herbal medicine for him to treat, at that time, I didn't see a monkey show any doctor, the king's illness in front of him is an incurable disease related to the good of Longyang, and it is even more difficult to treat, "Wukong, this time as a teacher will make you miserable, when the king's illness is not cured, it must be a ...... for the teacher" For a while, he seemed to have seen those weird and miserable endings.

The king didn't think much about it: "Since he is a disciple of the holy monk, he must have the medical skills of rejuvenation, and quickly pass on Elder Sun to the temple......"

Xuanzang squeezed out a wry smile on his face, and the sweat in his eyebrows was dripping down: "Your Majesty thinks twice, several disciples of the poor monk are all from the countryside, where do they know what medical skills? It must be their stubborn nature, and it is ...... to ask Your Majesty to take back your life."

The king was eager to save his life, where could he listen to Xuanzang's words: "The holy monk is humble again." ”

The minister on the side glanced at Xuanzang with some doubts, it was early summer, and the weather was not hot enough to this extent, he shook his head, and always felt that these monks from the east were a little abnormal, and said: "Back to Your Majesty, Elder Sun, he ...... He said......" The minister said, quietly glanced at Xuanzang, and then said: "He said that His Majesty would personally invite ......."

Xuanzang's head buzzed, and he almost fainted on top of the main hall!" Countrymen, wait for the poor monks to reprimand them. As he spoke, he took the opportunity to escape.

The king was good-tempered, "The holy monk is slow! Since Elder Sun is a high-ranking monk, it is inevitable to have more etiquette, but the widow is sick and difficult to move, so he ordered the minister of civil and military affairs to invite Elder Sun on behalf of the widow......" He said, and instructed the ministers in the palace: "Remember, you must treat each other with the courtesy of a monarch and a minister!"

Xuanzang had no choice but to continue to stay and fight for his innocence.

In the same hall, Sha Wujing asked the monkey with some suspicion: "Senior brother, do you really know the healing skills of this mortal?"

The monkey shook his head, looked in the direction of the palace, and said with a smile: "If it is a physical illness, my grandson naturally cannot be cured, but this emperor is not sick, if he has to say that he is sick, then it can only be a heart disease!"

"Heart disease?" Zhu Gangguan, who was teased by the monkey, couldn't help but look at it at this time.

The monkey snorted, if it weren't for the fact that this pig was too lazy and secretly dozed off when he went out to buy oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, he wouldn't have taken off the imperial list and stuffed it into the idiot's arms.

Thinking about it, he looked in the direction of the palace and said, "All things in heaven and earth are born with luck. If the luck is poor, the poor and the sick will be combined, and if the luck is strong, the wealth, happiness and health will be good. The king's luck was red and purple......"

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Looking at the sky in the ancient house, Ren Qinglian listened thoughtfully to the silver-haired Ziyang real person opposite talking about the mystery of luck.

"Although the luck is ethereal, but with the help of some spells can still be vaguely seen, generally speaking, red represents the great luck, purple represents good luck, black represents bad luck...... Take the king of Zhu Zi Country as an example, because he was born in a princely family, adhering to the national fortune of a country, his luck is already red and purple, and no other idle illness will occur...... However, such a strange luck essence like Ren Gongzi, Lao Dao has lived for thousands of years, and it is the first time he has seen it, the color of gold and purple and the color of black coexist, and it is unpredictable......"

"Golden and purple?" Yuan Shoucheng on the side couldn't help but ask. The reason why he was able to detect Ren Qinglian's bad luck was not because of the secret method of spells, but because of the astrology of divination, "Is it because Ren Gongzi followed Master Xuanzang to learn scriptures and gained some merits?"

Ziyang Zhenren looked at Ren Qinglian with a smile: "There is this possibility, but it can be regarded as Ren Gongzi's own fortune creation!"

Ren Qinglian looked at this Ziyang real person with some suspicion, could it be that the other party saw something in herself, smiled indifferently, and then pulled the topic away, and asked about other things about this Zhu Ziguo.