Starting from Nine to Five Tang Sanzang

This had to remind Tang Seng of his previous guess, because the 36th-grade Pure World Qinglian is not tolerated by the heavens, so the difficulty of obtaining it has greatly increased.

Tang Seng sighed softly, although he was very helpless, he could only accept it.

Tang Seng got on his horse, and then opened his personal attribute screen.

Host: Tang Seng

Realm: Da Luo Jinxian Late Period (263044/50W)

法则：水系6153/1W、木系3770/1W、火系2930/1W、五行1801/1W、土系3353/1W、风系2715/1W、金系2730/1W、雷系2660/1W、杀戮1960/1W、战1800/1W

Exercises: Dapin Tianxian Jue, Huanxi Zen 72 Forms

Spells and supernatural powers: Great Dao Concealing Breath Technique, Golden Body of Zhang Liu, Body of Ancestral Witch (Wrath of Xingtian), Buddha Kingdom in Palm, Three Heads and Six Arms, Samadhi Divine Wind, Delusion-breaking Golden Eyes, Dawei Tianlong, Samadhi True Fire

Treasures: Killing God Spear (heavenly evil treasure), Zhutian Qingyun (heavenly treasure), nine-ring tin stick (lower-rank innate spiritual treasure), brocade cassock (lower-rank innate spiritual treasure), purple gold bowl (lower-rank innate spiritual treasure)

Items: 36 fragments of pure world green lotus × 7, Hongmeng Ziqi

"Huh! There is still half of the way to break through!"

Looking at the realm column, Tang Seng curled his lips.

There is no time to practice, and it has been dazzling for thousands of years. What I said is correct.

After so long, the fragments of Jingshi Qinglian are only seven pieces, and Tang Seng doesn't know when they will be able to gather together.

The only thing that satisfies him on the entire screen is the column of beautiful laws, and almost all the laws he comprehend exceed two thousand.

With a slight sigh, Tang Seng turned off the system screen casually.

"Master! The fire in Huoyan Mountain has been extinguished, why are you not happy?"

Zhu Bajie, who was walking beside Tang Seng, turned his head and asked strangely when he heard Tang Seng's sigh.

"As a teacher, I am worried that you have not been able to improve your strength, which has seriously hindered everyone. Look at the white dragon horse who broke through again last night."

Tang Seng, who was riding on a horse, touched the white dragon horse under him, and said to Zhu Bajie.

Among the four people who learned the scriptures, Bai Longma was the one who practiced the most diligently.

Because it is the relationship between the strength of the feet, the time for practice is also the most.

I ate two ginseng fruits in Wuzhuang Temple before, and now I have absorbed them all. Now I have the cultivation base of the peak of Tianxian, and I am one step away from entering the realm of Jinxian.

When Tang Seng first met him, he was no more than an immortal.

In almost five years, he broke through several small realms in a row, and his cultivation speed was not so fast.

"Master, it's working time now, how can you say these things?"

Zhu Bajie ignored what Tang Seng said, and stared at Tang Seng instead.

"You can do whatever you want as a teacher."

Tang Seng, who narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at him lightly.

When Zhu Bajie heard the words, he didn't dare to talk back, and stood aside with his head shrugged.

Huoyanshan has just been baptized by heavy rain, and it is very cool, and Zhu Bajie becomes happy after a while.

The four masters and apprentices set foot on the road of learning scriptures again.

The air is clear, and the Huoyan Mountains are all avenues, so the speed of the few people is not slow.

In just half a month, the four masters and apprentices had already walked the [-]-mile Flame Mountain.

The autumn wind was bleak, and after leaving the Flame Mountain, everyone finally saw the plants.

At a glance, the earth is withered and yellow.

As autumn goes and winter comes, wild chrysanthemums fall, and new plums grow.

On this day, while the master and apprentice were walking, they encountered another city in front of them.

Tang Seng, who was riding on a horse, looked at the city in the distance, and shouted: "Wukong, look at the towering towers in the city, where is it?"

Monkey King looked up and saw that the city in the distance was a bit big.

The situation of the dragon and the tiger is in the golden city, but there is no sign on the gate of the city.

There was faint singing from wine shops in the city, obviously very lively.

After a few glances, Monkey King replied: "Master! That city is the seat of the emperor of a country."

Tang Seng's eyes brightened when he heard the words, it seemed that he had arrived in the country of Jisai.

Because of the orb on the Jinguang Temple Pagoda, Jisai Kingdom is called Tianfu Shenjing by the surrounding countries, and it is obviously the city in front of us.

Zhu Bajie, who followed beside him, smiled and said: "Brother, there are prefectures in the world, and counties in counties. Why is this the place of the emperor?"

Monkey King, who was walking ahead with the golden cudgel, glanced back at Zhu Bajie, pointed to the front and said:

"You don't know that the emperor's residence is different from the prefectures and counties. You can see that there are more than a dozen gates on all sides, and the surrounding area is more than a hundred miles away. The towers are towering, and the clouds and mist are colorful. It is not a state of the imperial capital, why is it so magnificent?"

"Eldest brother, since it is the place of the emperor, why is there no name on the city gate?"

Monk Sha, who followed up with his burden, glanced at the city in the distance, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Then my grandson won't know!"

Sun Wukong waved his hand with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Let's go! We'll find out soon."

With a whisper, Zhu Bajie has already stepped forward.

His favorite place is to meet the country, and then he can eat and drink again.

Tang Seng, who was equally excited in his heart, also had a white dragon horse, and rode the horse towards the city.

Catastrophe is a big reward for Tang Seng.

In an instant, several people had arrived in front of the city.

The moment he approached the city, Tang Seng also heard a system prompt in his head.

'Ding!Entering the catastrophe of learning scriptures, "Tianfu Shenjing", requires a stay of at least five days. '

"In five days, it seems that the nine-headed worm has the cultivation level of a Taiyi Golden Immortal."

Listening to the voice in his head, Tang Seng thought to himself.

This guy is one of the few goblins who escaped in Journey to the West, and finally fled to Beihai, probably to Beiju Luzhou.

Tang Seng got off his horse and crossed the bridge, and passed through the gate of the city. He saw six streets and three markets with many shops and a crowd of people, all dressed in extraordinary clothes.

Monkey King and the others who came in also looked around in amazement.

Facing the strange-looking Sun Wukong and the others, the people around were only a little startled, and did not run away in panic like the people of the previous countries.

As Sun Wukong said, this city does not seem to be simple.

Tang Monk and his disciples were walking, when suddenly there were more than a dozen monks, one by one in shackles and chains, begging for food along the door, looking very desolate.

"What's wrong with this monk? Could it be that he committed a crime and was arrested?"

Zhu Bajie looked at the many miserable monks and said strangely.

After all, they are all monks, so they will naturally pay more attention to the same bald head.

Tang Seng naturally understood that these must be monks from Jinguang Temple, who were punished by the king because the orb was stolen.

"Bajie! Go up and ask, why do you suffer so much?"

Zhu Bajie obeyed, walked up and asked: "The monk, which temple do you belong to? Why is it so miserable to be wearing yoke and chains?"

Seeing Tang Seng and the others, the eyes of many monks lit up, and then they fell to their knees one by one.

"Grandpa! I'm a wronged monk of Jinguang Temple."

Sun Wukong, who was following beside him, couldn't help asking curiously, "Where is the Jinguang Temple? Why are you waiting?"

Previously, there was a Che Chi Guo Xing Dao extermination Buddha, is it possible to meet another one now?

The many monks kneeling on the ground looked at each other, and then one of them slowly said: "Grandfather! Now that the public is in public, I dare not tell you here. Please come to the temple to express your suffering."

Monkey King and Zhu Bajie didn't reply, they turned to look at Tang Seng.

"Alright, let's go to his temple and ask why."

Tang Seng nodded and responded softly.

Seeing that Tang Monk agreed, all the monks in front of him were overjoyed.

Seeing the excited monks one by one, Sun Wukong and the others were puzzled, but Tang Seng remained calm as always.

Following many monks, they came to a mountain gate in a short while, with seven gold characters written across the gate, "Edict to build Jinguang Temple to protect the country".

Just looking at the surrounding scene, it seems quite desolate.

The incense lamps in the ancient temple are cold, and the leaves in the virtual corridors sweep the wind.

Falling flowers all over the ground, no guest passing by, and spider webs in front of the eaves are still climbing the cage.

It looked like a temple, but I didn't know that it had been abandoned for a long time.

Monkey King and the others who looked at each other were puzzled.

The name Huguo Jinguang Temple is incredible at the first glance, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

The monks put on their shackles, pushed the main hall away, and invited Tang monks and disciples to worship Buddha in the hall.

Tang Seng entered the hall and was about to offer incense, but he heard the sound of rattling iron chains behind him.

Confused, Tang Seng stepped forward, but saw six or seven young monks locked on the abbot's eaves pillars.

"Wait, what is wrong with this? Even children are implicated."

Seeing those miserable young monks, Zhu Bajie was startled.

All the monks who led Tang Seng came sighed in unison, not knowing what to say.

Just at this time, many monks rushed out of the inner hall.

An unusually aged old monk looked at Tang Monk and his disciples, and asked in a trembling voice, "The appearance of the master is different, but he is from the Tang Dynasty?"

Sun Wukong was a little surprised when he heard the words, and he couldn't help but asked strangely: "You monk, what kind of foretelling method do you have to know that we came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"

Seeing Sun Wukong's admission, the old monk's face was excited, and many monks around him were also excited, and many of them were sobbing in a low voice.

The changes in the surrounding monks naturally made Monkey King and the others even more confused.

The old monk came up tremblingly and explained.

"Grandpa! I'm waiting for no way to predict or predict. I just bear the pain and have nowhere to redress the injustice. I mourn the injustice day and night. I think it alarmed the gods. Last night, everyone had a dream, saying that there was something. The holy monk from the great Tang Dynasty will save our lives, and the grievances can be resolved. Today, I saw such a vision as the master, so I have this guess."

Listening to this, Monkey King and the others felt depressed, and it must be the work of Buddhism again.

Although he was annoyed by these strange behaviors of the Buddhist sect, he couldn't bear to see the misery of the monk in front of him.

Tang Seng sighed and walked forward slowly.

"What grievances do you have to come quickly? If the poor monk can help, he will not stand by."

Seeing that Tang Monk was really eager to help, the old monk hurried up and said softly: "Grandfather, this city is called Ji Saiguo, and it is the place where Xibang goes. There were tribute from the four barbarians..."

Chapter 183

"... This is the country of the upper state, but three years ago there was a bloody rain, the treasure in the pagoda was lost, and all the officials said that the monks in my temple stole the treasure from the pagoda, let alone the stupid king, those corrupt officials They took my monks away and tortured them in every possible way. Most of the monks in the monastery were tortured to death, and now they have arrested me for questioning. My lord, how dare we deceive our hearts and steal the treasures in the pagoda! Grandpa Wanwang pities I hope that you will be merciful and merciful, and you will spread your magic power to save our lives."

After finishing speaking, many monks knelt on the ground again, crying.

If Tang Seng doesn't save them, I'm afraid they will be tortured to death after a while.

Tang Seng heard the words and sighed softly: "This matter is ambiguous and difficult to understand. One is that the court is out of power, and the other is that you are in disaster. Since the blood rained from the sky and polluted the pagoda, why didn't you open the book to play the king at that time, so that you will be killed?" make you suffer?"

"We are all mortals, how do we know God's will?"

The old monk with a mournful face raised his head and answered.

Tang Seng, who stepped forward, sighed and had no choice but to help many monks up, then turned his head to look at Monkey King.

"Wukong, what time is it?"