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Inside the station.

Chen Jiangliu, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Monk were drinking leisure tea and quietly waiting for the little white dragon to return.

"Master, Master, disciple is back."

When Zhu Bajie saw the little white dragon, he immediately walked forward and asked with concern: "Junior brother, what's wrong?"

"I beat the dog man and woman up, relieved my hatred."

Chen Jiangliu nodded with relief, "It's hard to find a toad with three legs, but there are more women with two legs."

"Yes, I will keep in mind the master's teachings."

"Master, this is the lost national treasure of the country of Ji Sai."

Xiao Bailong said as he handed the national treasure relics to Chen Jiangliu.

Chen Jiangliu looked at the glowing relics and shook his head slowly, "It is probably useless."

"Forget it, let's go to the palace for another trip."

Half an hour later.

Chen Jiangliu paid homage to King Ji Sai again, "I have met Your Majesty."

"Has the national treasure been recovered?"

"It was found, but a demon was stolen by the national treasure, not Buddhism."

The King of Jisai took over the national treasure, put it down after a moment of calculating, and a chuckled on his face, "Whether evil or Buddhist, the result of losing the national treasure is the same. The national war has begun, and I will destroy the small country!"

"Amitabha!" Chen Jiangliu recited the Buddha's name and withdrew from the palace.

My uncle once said that war is the exchange and collision of human civilization. It is restricted by the times and is the fastest exchange...

The wheels of the times are rolling forward, and war is probably inevitable. We only hope that after the war, the surrounding areas of the sacred country will form a unified centralized dynasty and accelerate the development of the human race!

King Ji Sai handed over the relics to the Chongyang Immortal Master, and Ji Sai Country no longer has the national treasure relics.

On the second day, Jinguang Temple was completely removed from the list and turned into dust in history.

The country of Buddhist scriptures still respects the Tao and forbidden Buddha.

February later, the army of the sacred country swept across the surrounding small countries and completed regional unification.

Half a month later, commerce and trade began to communicate with each other, and economic and cultural exchanges were unprecedentedly prosperous.

The loss of the national treasure of the sacred Sai was just a fuse. Later, the Chinese Records recorded that this battle was called the battle of national destiny - the rise of the sacred Saizhou region.

...

However, Chen Jiangliu, the master and disciple, no longer knew about the matter of celebrating the country. He walked on the main road and headed west for more than a few months. The time was changing easily. Early winter and the remaining spring came, neither warm nor cold, and leisurely.

Chen Jiangliu and his five disciples were walking, and the horses were neighing. When they stopped, they saw a long ridge ahead. There were thorns and thorns on the ridge and thorns were circling around. Although there were traces of the road, there were thorns and needles on the left and right.

There is a stone tablet in front of it: Eight hundred miles of Thorn Ridge.

Seeing the thorns in front of him, Zhu Bajie laughed loudly, "Master, don't panic, look at my old pig."

Zhu Bajie jumped and rotated in the air, revealing his true body.

Boom! A big pig fell to the ground, with a pair of fangs in front of his mouth. Obviously, Zhu Bajie is not an ordinary domestic pig.

Zhu Bajie showed his true body, spread his four hooves, arched his mouth forward, and forcibly opened a spacious road.

Sun Wukong shook his head and laughed, "Idiot, I have such magical powers, so magical powers."

After the road was opened, Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice continued to move forward.

It took about five or six days to walk hundreds of miles of Thorn Ridge.

When we were about to leave the ridge, a wisp of blue smoke appeared. An old man turned out, wearing a horn scarf, wearing a calm dress, holding a cane, and stylings. He followed by a green face, fangs, red beard and naked ghost, and a plate of cake on his head.

"The Great Sage, the little god is the land of Jingthorn Ridge. Knowing that the Great Sage has no way to receive it, I specially prepared a plate of steamed cakes and served them with my teacher and each served a meal. There is no one here, so I can have some food to satisfy my hunger."

Zhu Bajie had been driving for a long time, but he was not polite, so he grabbed the dough and started eating.

Sun Wukong's golden eyes were circulating, but he found that the two people in front of him did not have fairy aura. "Where did the fake god come out? How dare you deceive your grandpa Sun's head?"

When the old man saw Sun Wukong sees him and wait, he rolled up a black wind, kidnapped Chen Jiangliu, and fled to the depths of the thorns.

Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, Little White Dragon.

He was shocked and carried the weapon and wanted to rescue the master.

Sun Wukong quickly smiled and shook his head, "Junior brothers, don't be anxious, don't be anxious."

"There is no evil spirit here. Those two guys cannot make a big difference and cannot hurt the master."

"Just just now, my old son saw a running elk on the mountain. How can you guys make a fuss?"

Zhu Bajie, monk Sha, and little white dragon smiled embarrassedly, "Then let's take a break and eat some meat."

...

A burst of black smoke floated by, rolling Chen Jiangliu to the depths of the Thorn Ridge, and putting it down in front of the Yanxia stone house.

Chen Jiangliu silently and quietly watched what these guys were going to do.

The old man let go of Chen Jiangliu, "Don't be afraid of elders, I am not a bad person, but the eighteenth masters of this Thorn Ridge."

Chen Jiangliu rolled his eyes wide, "Who would write the word "bad guy" on his face?"

The Eighteenth Duke quickly explained: "Because of the clear wind and clear moon, I specially invited the elders to come to meet friends to talk about poetry."

"It is okay to meet friends to talk about poetry, just invite them here, there is no need to kidnap them." Chen Jiangliu put down the Zen Staff in his hand. If he hadn't explained quickly, he would have probably gone down with the Zen Staff.

The environment near Yanxia Stone House is also good, with flowers, green bamboos, and green swamps of frogs, which is different from the previous Thorn Ridge.

Three people walked out of the house. The first one was frosty, the second one was swaying with green hair, and the third one was humble and beautiful. All three were polite and greeting Chen Jiang, "I have met the holy monk."

The Eighteenth Duke introduced: "The person with frost posture is called Gu Zhi Gong, the person with green hair is called Lingkongzi, the person with humble intention is called Fuyunsou, and the old man is called Jinjie."

"I've seen all the elders."

Chen Jiangliu's eyes were attached to a layer of Buddhist light, but he had already seen the true bodies of the four people, namely pine trees, green bamboos, cypress trees, and cypress trees, but there was no bloody smell all over his body and it had never harmed anyone.

Since the pine, bamboo, cypress and cypress have invited the holy monk, they have begun to discuss Taoism and poetry.

Pine, bamboo, cypress and cypress have shown that it has only been a thousand years of practice before it has been transformed. The road to cultivation is very difficult. I have not encountered the wonderful secrets of the most powerful people. The thousand years of practice are just futile.

After talking about his age, pine, bamboo, cypress and cypress asked Chen Jiangliu's age again.

Chen Jiangliu answered according to the truth, and then began to talk about the Buddha's teachings, just talking about the silence.

Chen Jiangliu had extremely high attainments in Buddhism, and he was shocked and stunned the four spirits of pine, bamboo, cypress, and cypress in just a few words.

When it comes to the beauty, pine, bamboo, cypress and cypress are all applauding, "Okay, good, good!"

When pine, bamboo, cypress and cypress listened to Chen Jiangliu's argument, it was like a sudden enlightenment. I couldn't help but feel envy in my heart. At this age, I had achieved thousands of years of hard work in other creatures.

The pine, bamboo, cypress and cypress were almost done when they noticed it, so they looked at each other secretly and shouted: "Give tea, serve tea, serve good tea!"

After the words came to an end, two girls in green were walking out of the stone house, picking up a pair of crimson gauze lanterns, and then leading a fairy, who was holding an apricot blossom.

The fairy's top was wearing a light gauze, and the lower body was set against a five-color plum light red dress. She had a delicate posture, white teeth and red lips, and she looked like a charming woman.

Chen Jiangliu looked at the woman wearing a veil in the stone house, and her face suddenly changed, "What does this mean?"

"Elder, please use tea."

"Jingxian was just now listening to the elders and four brothers discussing the story in the house. She gained a lot and admired the elders' talent and learning very much..." Xingxian said as she poured a cup of tea for Chen Jiangliu.

The delicate and soft skin passed by Chen Jiang's nose and had a faint fragrance of apricot blossoms.

Through the veil, you can faintly see a gully.

Chen Jiangliu remained calm on the surface, but had already galloped in his heart, "This is all your force, you force me to make mistakes!"

Chen Jiangliu took the tea and put it in front of his mouth. He smelled something strange in the tea, as if he had been drugged.

"Hmm? I've got some stuff? I like it!" Chen Jiangliu drank the tea and hurriedly said, "I'll have another cup."

Xingxian's beautiful eyes couldn't help but stagnate when she saw this scene. She originally thought that Chen Jiangliu was extremely cautious and could not drink, but she didn't expect...

Xingxian poured another cup for Chen Jiangliu.

Chen Jiangliu drank it again, and the aftertaste was endless, "Another glass."

Xingxian poured another cup.

“Come again…”

Chen Jiang lingered for several drinks and wanted to drink them.

Xingxian couldn't help but look at a few. First release update@

A brother.

Songzhu, cypress cypress shook his head quickly and said with his eyes, "I dare not give him any more drinks. I have drunk so much medicine. I am afraid I will nourish and explode later."

"Although the tea is good, you can't drink too much." Xingxian did not pour it on Chen Jiangliu anymore.
To be continued...