Disciples, Tianzhu is ahead!"

Sanzang jumped onto the boulder with a swish and looked at the Xiongguan Pass in the distance.

It’s not wrong to say that it is a heroic pass. In the precarious Xiniu Hezhou, this cock-crowing pass in Tianzhu is indeed good. The tiger sits on the dragon’s plate and the iron urn golden pass can probably make the monsters eat people more vigorously.

, you have to jump higher.

Of course, according to the description of Buddha Tathagata, there are no monsters in Xiniuhezhou, and those who kill animals are all in Nanzhanbuzhou~

After Sanzang shouted for a long time, the three disciples appeared slowly, pulling the white dragon horse.

Being used to flying in the clouds and riding the mist, walking on the ground is really a test of your patience.

"Master, Master Sanwu is gone again!"

In comparison, Sha Seng is the most hard-working and knows how to care about the master's whereabouts.

"Let's go to the city first and see how many changes there have been in the past five hundred years!"

This is not the first time. Master Sanwu often disappears, and Sanzang is used to it. Without waiting, he leads his three disciples towards Xiongguan.

After passing Xiongguan and walking for half a day, we finally arrived at the capital of Tianzhu. In the distance, we saw a monk in white standing with his hands behind his hands, watching the bustling streets as people came and went.

"Master Sanwu!"

Sanzang was overjoyed and went up to greet him.

Huang Shang is currently mainly acting in the form of the evil king. Hearing this, he turned around and said with a smile: "You guys are here. It's a good place. The king is wise and the harvest will be plentiful!"

The group entered Dongshi Street and found that it was indeed very lively, as if some festival was about to be held. Everyone was beaming with joy, especially the young men, who held their heads high and their chests in full bloom, walking as if they didn't recognize their relatives.

They walked two streets and saw Huitong Inn, which was a bit grand and different from ordinary hotels.

Bajie felt that he had suffered enough along the way, and hurriedly encouraged him: "Master, let's go to this post house!"

Tripitaka nodded, walked forward, and said to the clerk in front of the door: "The poor monk named Tripitaka came from the west to teach Buddhism in the Eastern Tang Dynasty. Can I go to Gao Yamen to have a rest?"

The clerk dug his ears and didn't bother to take a closer look: "Is there any relevant article?"

Sanzang shook his head: "No."

The clerk looked like he had expected it, and waved his hands to chase him away: "Go, go, go, where is this wild monk from? He doesn't even have a copy of Guan Wen, and he still wants to enter my inn!"

"You guy!"

When the monkey refused, he was about to jump out, but Sanzang held his shoulder down.

"Master!"

The monkey made money.

Didn't break away.

"Let's go!"

Sanzang's mood did not fluctuate much.

When he traveled around the world five hundred years ago, he saw a lot of warmth and coldness in the world, and there were many such difficult brats.

To his regret, five hundred years later, there was still no change.

It doesn't matter if you can't live in the inn, just use basic Buddhist skills and alms.

"Wait a minute!"

But at this moment, Huang Shang came out from behind and came to the servant: "Let the postmaster come out."

Just as the clerk was about to scold him, he suddenly felt an indescribable pressure, which was more terrifying than seeing the king face to face on the street. He trembled all over and subconsciously turned around and ran inside.

"What a strong human spirit!"

Sanzang was surprised and even more curious about the identity of this master.

As far as he knew, only mortal kings could have such power. Could it be that this Master of Three Nos was the king of a certain country before he became a monk?

This explains why his aura is so weird...

And the little official stumbled in and ran in, not knowing what to report. Soon a man with a cloth wrapped around his head and a curry-like appearance came out. It was the postmaster here.

He has a stronger sense of human nature. In his eyes, he only sees this extraordinary eminent monk in white. He nods and bends his waist and says: "It turns out to be the holy monk of the West. Some people are far away to welcome you, some are far away to welcome you. Please come in quickly!"

Huang Shang stepped aside, revealing the slightly embarrassed master and disciple behind him: "They are the ones."

Xitian Fengping was killed.

Yi Cheng looked at Tripitaka, who seemed a bit mighty, and then looked at his three disciples, his face suddenly changed color.

Sanzang saw that he was frightened and explained: "Don't be alarmed. These three disciples of mine, although ugly in appearance, are kind-hearted and are good monks!"

The monkey, the old pig, and the sand monk all grinned and put on smiles.

?(??●)??(*￣(oo)￣)??(╯＿╰●)?

Yi Cheng wiped his sweat and said, "Please come in! Please come in!"

After entering the post house, everyone sat down, and the postmaster asked his servants to bring a large bowl of Ganges porridge, which was full of sincerity.

Looking at the turbid porridge noodles, Sanzang thanked him and asked, "I wonder how old your country is?"

Yi Cheng smiled proudly and said: "It has been more than 500 years since our great ancestor Taizu passed down the kingdom of Tianzhu to this day. The current grandfather, who loves landscapes and flowers, is called Emperor Yizong. It has been twenty-eight years since he changed the Yuan Dynasty to Jingyan.

.”

There are many countries in Xiniuhezhou, and the names for kings are also very strange, and grandpa is one of them.

This is also convenient. From now on, the king is happy and can be translated as, the king is smiling.

Sanzang originally asked politely, and nodded when he heard the words, lowering his head to drink porridge. However, Huang Shang asked: "I saw that the street is very busy. Is there any festival recently?"

Yi Cheng said: "Yes, yes, my grandpa's princess is in her twenties. She is building a colorful building on the crossroads, throwing hydrangeas, and getting married in the sky to recruit a consort!"

Bajie also drank the porridge and water, and his eyes instantly lit up when he heard this: "Master, how can you not go to such a good thing?"

The monkey looked at him sideways: "What good things do you want?"

Bajie said: "I went to the next stop at the colorful building and played with hydrangeas. The princess invited me. Isn't it beautiful?"

The monkey said: "You idiot, what are you thinking about with such honor? The princess is not blind!"

Bajie twisted his butt: "I'm ugly, but I have flavor. Who said you have to be blind to fall in love with me?"

Sha Seng interjected: "Senior Brother, I think Second Senior Brother is right!"

Just as Bajie smiled, he heard Sha Monk continue: "That Hydrangea has no eyes, it's really blind!"

Bajie was furious, and when he saw the three disciples getting into a fight, Sanzang's brows moved slightly, feeling something strange.

It's just a touch of induction, but it doesn't do much.

Until Master Sanwu next to him sighed leisurely: "Amitabha! There is evil spirit here!"

"Um?"

Upon receiving this reminder, Sanzang pinched his fingers and his eyes suddenly became solemn: "You are so bold and evil, how dare you pretend to be a princess!"

Princess Tianzhu was actually replaced by a monster!

Five hundred years ago, when Jin Chanzi traveled around the world, he also saw monsters lurking in the human kingdom, but he did not dare to offend the high-ranking officials of the kingdom, because these people were protected by the destiny of the country and could not be disguised.

But now that the dignified princess of the country has been impersonated, the situation is completely different!

Now they are looking for a son-in-law in Xiangqiu. Are they going to bring trouble to Tianzhu?

If a country breaks into chaos, how many innocent people will die?

Of course, this has nothing to do with him as a preacher, but if he doesn't hate evil as much as he hates it, is he still Tripitaka?

Five hundred years later, his personality has not changed, and he does not want to change. He immediately stood up and said: "I'm a poor monk, go meet this Princess of Tianzhu!"

Yi Cheng was stunned.

You, a monk, are going to meet the princess who is throwing hydrangeas to attract marriage. What do you mean?

Bajie was anxious: "Master, why are you eating alone? Take me with you!"

"That princess was transformed by a monster. She is a teacher to subdue this monster. It has nothing to do with getting married."

Tripitaka sent a message: "You should carefully guard your luggage, especially the scriptures, and don't allow any mistakes!"

Bajie's expression changed slightly, and he grinned: "It's a female monster. Wouldn't that be better? You can recognize my old pig's wit?"

Sanzang's face darkened, he raised his fingers, golden light flashed, and he circled the post house: "Don't say anything more, you are in this circle, you are not allowed to move, wait until the master comes back!"

The teacher's order cannot be violated, Bajie has no choice but to nod and say: "Yes!"

Huang Shang looked on and said with a slight smile: "The poor monk will go too."

Seeing the two eminent monks going to get married, Bajie muttered something in his mouth. After calculating, he rolled his eyes and came to the monkey: "Brother Monkey, are you willing to wait here?"

The monkey was sitting still, squatting on a chair and drinking porridge. Hearing this, he said: "Idiot, Master asked us to take care of the scriptures. What bad ideas do you have?"

Bajie said with a smile: "This is the city and there are no thieves. Why do we need to guard it together? Junior Brother Sha is a golden Arhat, one is enough. Let's go and have a look in secret, just in case the monster kidnaps the master."

Woolen cloth?"
To be continued...