In a carriage on the western market of the Tang Dynasty.

The Taoist Huanglong retreated, but he was glad that he would not have to fight with the violent Jin Chanzi if he was defeated.

But at this time.

Buzz buzz ~

On the western market of the Tang Dynasty, a sudden Zen singing sound floated, rolling like a substance, condensed into golden scriptures all over the sky, spreading thousands of miles away.

"Here you come!"

Several golden immortals of the Anhui Sect in the chariot were all calmed down.

He raised his eyes in the car and looked at it.

At the end of the sky, there was a monk in white, looking like a young man, who was extremely outstanding. He held one hand behind him, stepped on the void barefoot, and lived a lotus in one step. In this huge vision of Buddha light, he appeared on the western market of the Tang Dynasty.

"Master Xuanzang is here!"

In Chang'an City, hundreds of millions of Chang'an people also cheered enthusiastically.

"I don't know who is going to be the dead soul under Master Xuanzang's fist today."

People are looking forward to it.

For the people of Chang'an City, since the saints conquered a vast territory, the Holy Tang Dynasty came to pay tribute, and the world was peaceful, and no monks of major sects dared to cause trouble, so they had not seen such giants at the top level of immortality for a long time.

"For several months, Master Xuanzang has punched an enemy with one punch, and he has arrived once a day and has defeated the thirteen golden immortals. I don't know whose turn is going to be..."

Under the gaze of the people of Chang'an, the monk in white came to Shi Jing outside the West City with his hands behind his back and walked in as if he had walked into his own Buddhist domain and then came in there!

...

Inside the chariot.

"He is here. Yesterday, Wudang of Jie Sect was defeated by him. Today I will test his power."

He is the Taoist who held the fan in his hand that he spoke before.

Just as he was about to step out of the carriage, the middle-aged Taoist with a square face suddenly spoke:

"Junior Brother Qingxu, please wait, let's go for it. We have watched it for a long time these days and we all know that since he was traveling to the West, he had already entered the Taiyi number and obtained the Buddhist Sandalwood Merit Buddha. Although he could not expose too much in this Holy Tang world, he only showed his golden immortal cultivation, but the gap in realm is difficult to erase after all."

As soon as the man opened his mouth, there were other sounds in the carriage:

"Then Jin Chanzi is just a disciple of the three generations of Buddhism. How can you work with Senior Brother Guangcheng? You should go there by yourself. "

After the Taoist who claimed to be Taiyi spoke.

"I said that he has entered the Taiyi level, and the junior brothers have no chance of winning against him. Now that the Water and Land Dharma Assembly has been several months, if he really wins the lead, we will fall behind in the competition with Buddhism, how can we deserve the high expectations of our master?"

After the middle-aged Taoist Guangcheng waved his hand, his voice was heavy:

"Besides, although Jin Chanzi worshipped Duobao Tathagata as his teacher, he directly contacted the second Western leader on the root and feet. He said that he was the one who was the one who was a disciple of the person in charge. The second Western leader's successor for the lifetime, is Jin Chanzi and Sun Wukong. According to this level of seniority, I am both the first disciples of the saints, and there are also Taiyi numbers, and the fight is also match."

Hearing Guangchengzi say this, the other Golden Immortals are silent, but they have to agree with the saying "Jin Chanzi is not small in seniority."

It is said that this golden cicada was a spiritual insect on the Bodhi tree of the Master Cunti. It was sucked by the Buddha's light on the branches and leaves of the Bodhi tree for billions of years before it became a Buddhist master.

According to the secular world, it would not be too much for Jin Chanzi to say that it is the son of the Master Cunti.

Therefore, Tang Seng and Sun Wukong on the way west were originally from the disciples of the Master Cunti, and two descendants, one big and one small, belonged to the Bodhi tree lineage.

...

"Today, who else is there a fellow Taoist who will come to discuss the Taoist battle with Xuanzang?"

On the western market of the Tang Dynasty, the sound of the golden cicada in the world in the mirror was conveyed, just like the Buddha's preaching, with the sky falling and the Buddhist scriptures blooming in the void, and the sound of the great bell and the sound of the great Lu is thought-provoking.

"What a golden cicada son, as a creature of the prehistoric world, he can actually hold the heavenly constitution in this Holy Tang world, making the heaven and earth resonate..."

Lu Dongbin, who stood with Chen Xixiang, felt the supreme Buddha's thoughts in this Buddhist voice, and was ready to move:

"We just fought with the Huanglong Taoist, and restored the true spirit of our previous life. We happened to find him to avenge the revenge of Zhongli Quan and several immortal friends."

However, it was just the moment when Lu Dongbin was about to raise his foot.

"Stop it, someone has gone."

Chen Xixiang's voice came into Lu Dongbin's mind:

"This Jin Chanzi Bufan has already entered the Taiyi number and is always suppressing his cultivation. If you go, you will not get any advantage."

As Chen Xixiang looked at him, he penetrated the world of Shi Jing and saw the depth of Jin Chanzi.

Before, he could not see the real person, and he had the cover of the two Western sages, so Chen Xixiang could not see it clearly. However, now he is in front of him, and Jin Chanzi likes big moves like himself, emitting various strange phenomena and aura.

Based on the energy, Chen Xixiang introduced Jin Chanzi's true cultivation at a glance.

The number of Taiyi.

Lu Dongbin was not surprised by this cultivation level. He had recovered his memory. He naturally knew that Jin Chanzi was reincarnated as Tang Monk and traveled westward. He gained great benefits. He was promoted to Taiyi with the fruit of Sandalwood Merit Buddha.

"Taiyi!"

However, Li Xuan and Lan Caihe could not keep calm and said shockedly:

"This Chen Xuanzang is actually a Taiyi level!"

You should know that the number of Taiyi revealed on the face of Sheng Tang Ming is that Prime Minister Changsun Wuji.

"No wonder I can punch the Golden Immortal I encountered..."

According to what the Taoist ancestor said, this is the premise of suppressing his cultivation.

Lu Dongbin originally wanted to say that he was going to continue to hone his true spirit so that he could awaken more, but at Chen Xixiang's reminder, he found that someone stepped into the world in the mirror one step earlier than him and frowned.

Immediately, after the man stood a hundred thousand miles across from the Golden Cicadazi in the Mirror World, he frowned:

"This person has a familiar temperament. He should be someone born from the Three Realms of the Prehistoric Worlds, but he doesn't know which sect he came from?"

"It's Guangchengzi, and his cultivation is also as high as Taiyi."

Chen Xixiang's voice was calm:

“This is a battle worth watching.”

Although Jin Chanzi and Guang Chengzi had concealed their bodies, and the two Western saints obscured the secrets of the Holy Tang, these were useless in Chen Xixiang's eyes. The Great Dao Jade Plate could see through all the illusions as soon as it was pushed.

"Guangchengzi, Taiyi's number..."

Lu Dongbin's expression also became serious.

...

In the western market, not only the billions of people from the Tang Dynasty were watching the water and land Dharma Assembly, but also various eyes from the dynasty, looking at all.

Looking at the square-faced Taoist, wearing a wide Taoist robe, walked into the world in the mirror, facing the golden cicada who had hammered the gods and Buddhas all the way.

In the prince's east palace, a voice was filled with a slight interest:

"This man and that Huanglong are both disciples in Qingque Mansion. It is said that he has recruited six Golden Immortal-level disciples over the past ten thousand years..."

Qingque, the legitimate son of another saint, Li Tai, who was like the prince, gave the saint a nickname Qingque.

The saint loved this son the most, unlike other princes, and he was particularly allowed to stay in Kyoto without guarding the nine paths of the world.

"Didn't the prince recruit many experts in recent years?"

Sitting in front of the prince was a man wearing a purple gold crown, a national face, and a majesty on his face. He was the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty and the only one who showed the Taiyi Duke to the outside world, Changsun Wuji.

Hearing my uncle's suggestion in front of me.

Prince Chengqian's expression remained unchanged and smiled: "I think my uncle doesn't care about these things. After all, we have to make plans for ourselves. As for the final outcome, no one knows."

Changsun Wuji just looked outside the sky, and there was chaos in his perception, and he could no longer contact the saint, and his heart was also complicated.

That day, the other side fell into the early stage of the Holy Tang Dynasty. The saint ascended to heaven and killed a powerful man in a different time and space, but he personally suppressed him with the "Will of the Great Way" of the different time and space...

Later, in the end, I don’t know what the situation of the battle between the saint and the great way over the past ten thousand years.

But some of the Dukes in the Holy Tang who had entered Taiyi clearly felt that the Holy Tang Dynasty was covered by a huge dark curtain, and this power came from a different time and space, making them very passive.

The secret of heaven can no longer be deduced, and the pressure brought by all this has made many people in the court think randomly or start to think about the retreat, which has also breeded a lot of ambitions.

Some old dukes such as Qin, Cheng, Yuchi, and Wei Zheng also noticed them.

But they can't do anything.

The reason is helpless.

Just because of these few leaders who have different intentions, they were the royal family thinking randomly, and they agreed that the saint was at a disadvantage outside the sky and wanted to get to power.

This is not uncommon throughout history.

The emperor personally led the army to fight, but the news was unknown.

In this case, if any prince can avoid distracting thoughts, even if the prince dares not move, some old ministers who are worried about nothing often hurriedly push one person to the throne in order to stabilize the foundation of the country to inherit the throne and stabilize the hearts of the people in the world.

It is precisely because of the mysterious and subtle personal psychological insights that Changsun Wuji had to acquiesce to everything happening. For him, in a sense, he needed to stabilize the entire Tang Dynasty and not cause civil strife and fall apart.

This leads to that if the saint cannot contact him, he must first push someone to the top. Even if he knows that there will be some forces outside the Holy Tang intervene in this process, and it will be necessary to do so.

He glanced at his uncle Changsun Wuji.
To be continued...