It was only six years after the release of the Tang Dynasty that it was Journey to the West Chapter 27 [Seeking a lottery for the eldest grandson Wuji]
Chapter 27 [Seeking a lottery for the eldest grandson Wuji]
clang!
The woman was like a ghost, pointing towards Sun Simiao's body, and the long knife in Sun Simiao's hand broke instantly.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on Sun Simiao's forehead, "What a terrifying power."
The woman smiled slightly and said, "Yes, it's enough to deal with ordinary people like you."
Sun Simiao hurriedly resisted, but was still a little slow. He felt that he was about to die. At this moment, a cold light struck from the distance.
His attacks are faster than him.
A cold light flashed, and the woman was split into two halves.
But Sun Simiao was not harmed in any way.
But at this time, the woman turned into a fox demon that was split into two parts, and Sun Simiao was horrified.
"Fox demon?!" Chen Xiaobei looked stunned.
Sun Simiao looked along the ray of light, right on the mountain peak, and he understood that this time, it was his master Su Chen.
Sun Simiao survived the disaster and was overjoyed.
"As expected of a master, he can even kill a vixen."
Sun Simiao wrapped the dead little white fox and walked up the mountain.
On top of the mountain.
Su Chen took back his long knife. He didn't know that he had killed a fox, but when Sun Simiao was in crisis, he suddenly launched an attack on him.
With his strength and treasure, he could kill the fox with one sword strike.
Sun Simiao quickly climbed to the top of the mountain, collected all the items, and then immediately knelt down to express his gratitude.
"Thank you Master for your help."
Su Chen picked him up and said, "As long as he is alive, why did you bring this little fox here?"
Sun Simiao said: "Master, this is the vixen you killed."
Su Chen was shocked, "Did I kill that vixen? Where in the world did the vixen come from?!"
Sun Simiao said confidently: "People can soar in the sky, and birds sing and sing. They are all caused by spiritual energy. Isn't this a natural thing?"
Su Chen was startled and thought that this was true.
He touched his head and said, "So, this Gao Wu and my empire are both part of the Tang Dynasty. I just don't know how strong it is."
"It seems that I have to keep a low profile. After all, no one knows how strong the real strong men and demons are."
Sun Simiao didn't care about this. The only thing he wanted was the body of the fox. He wanted to kill it and make it into medicinal materials.
Su Chen ignored him, but sat cross-legged and began to meditate.
Little did he know that the appearance of this treasure today, coupled with his previous massacre, attracted the attention of many people.
Chang'an City, inside a private house.
A beautiful woman stood alone in the yard quietly, crying.
"My little girl died like this. Is this Yunyuan Mountain really that powerful?"
the next day.
Su Chen practiced in the practice room, then began to eat, waiting for the arrival of pilgrims.
However.
On this day, the sun was shining brightly, but no one went up the mountain.
Su Chen was shocked and doubtful, so he jumped up to the treetop and looked down.
No monks come to cause trouble.
However.
However, there was no one here, which surprised him.
Just when he was puzzled, Qiao, the elder of Yunyuan Mountain, walked in and said: "Tianshi, a vision appeared last night. Many people came to the village to check the people in the village.
What should we do about this situation?!"
Su Chen's heart moved and he said: "Sure enough, he came here for the Silent Love Sword. Fortunately, he didn't expect it to be from my mountain peak."
"Don't conflict with them, just let them do whatever they want."
Lao Qiao responded and left.
Su Chen touched his head and said, "When they can't find out, everything will be over."
Since there were no worshipers, he followed Sun Simiao to work in the back mountains.
Now the seeds of the second batch of fairy rice are almost mature, and this time, he can clearly feel the thinness of the spiritual energy.
However.
Output remains unchanged.
Now, they have reclaimed three acres of land and planted a large amount of grain. Each time the output is more than 300,000 kilograms.
Such a quantity is enough to support an army of 10,000 people for the first half of a year!
Sun Simiao released a few small fish in the field, while Su Chen cultivated a piece of land nearby.
Time passes minute by minute.
Sunrise and dusk.
"Heavenly Master, Divine Lord, I'm here to draw lots for you."
Su Chen heard the call, quickly organized himself, and walked towards the mountain peak ahead.
I saw an old man who was dressed gorgeously but not fancyly. He was holding a fan in his hand and a jade pendant on his waist. He held his hands in front of his chest and looked at the "Hualong Temple" rewarded by the emperor.
"The emperor's calligraphy is getting more and more beautiful."
Su Chen took a step forward and smiled slightly: "I'm not Chenchen. I wonder if senior wants my autograph. Is there something wrong?"
"I'm dressed poorly, how could it be you?"
Su Chen said: "If I can understand His Majesty's handwriting and say that his calligraphy is getting better and better, he must be a close associate of the Emperor. Of course he is a close associate of the Emperor."
The old man chuckled, "The Heavenly Master's eyes are as bright as a torch."
Then he asked: "Yunyuan Mountain was so glorious last night. I wonder what happened?"
"I don't know." Su Chen said.
The old man was waiting for his answer, but he didn't expect that Su Chen didn't know what he said and didn't bother to say anything more.
He smiled and said: "I have heard your name a long time ago. Today I am here. In addition to chatting, the most important thing is to draw a lottery."
Su Chen said: "What's the matter?"
"Recently, I have discovered that the power in my hands is getting bigger and bigger, and I am becoming more and more valued by the emperor. Recently, His Majesty wants to canonize me. I am afraid that something unexpected will happen to me in the future, so I came to inquire about my luck."
Su Chen was startled. He saw that countless people came here just for promotion, but why was this person so anxious?
However.
This is not because he is unwilling, but because he is afraid that if he has too much power, he will suffer disaster.
He silently took out the bamboo tube in his hand.
"Let the old man come."
"Don't you tell me my name and date of birth?"
"Everything has been signed," Su Chen said.
The old man nodded gently, took the bamboo, and began to sing in a low voice.
"For God's sake."
Click.
A bamboo fell to the ground.
A low-quality bamboo slip was placed in front of the old man, causing a layer of fine beads of sweat to appear on his forehead and soaking his clothes.
He was originally a person who could stay calm even if the mountain collapsed, but now he was shocked by such an unlucky guy.
I can't even bend down to pick it up.
Su Chen picked it up.
The old man suddenly let out a long breath, "It turned out to be a vixen and was eaten by someone. I have been prepared for this."