The next morning, the king of the Jisai Kingdom heard that the Holy Lord had time, so he brought all civil and military officials to pay homage.

Tang Sanzang still asked the Dead King to arrange the reception. Before leaving, the king left a plaque with gold and jade inlay, and wrote the letter "Imperially built Liangshan Temple in the Guguo".

Tang Sanzang couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

Just protect the country, it’s a bit inappropriate to be with Liangshan.

With the respectful sends from Liangshan Temple, the team to obtain scriptures left the country of sacrificial saichi and continued to travel westward.

With the peak of the True Immortal Realm, there will be no changes in the suppression of small countries in the mortal world.

A group of Liangshan Temples sent them for hundreds of miles away, and then, driven by Sun Wukong, watched the team to obtain the scriptures leave.

"The sentient and righteous Holy Lord has gone. We must preach the doctrine well and not let the Holy Lord down!"

Lao Zhengwen waved his hand and said.

"I will definitely not let the Holy Lord down!" ×108.

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The team of the Buddhist scriptures left the boundary of the country of sacrificial swaying, and did not rush to travel, nor did they care about how long it had passed, but it was already time to move in sequence, with early winter and early spring, and the temperature was pleasant.

The road is soft and chaotic, and the mountains are covered with green covers.

The sound of the wind is floating, and the shadow of the sun reflects the gloriousness.

"Senior Brother, there are thorns in front of you blocking the road. Do we fly over?" Ling Xuzi asked.

"Master..." General Yin came to the side of the sedan chair and asked softly.

"There are few pedestrians on this road, but there are still people walking, so Bajie cuts the road through the mountains."

Tang Sanzang opened the curtain of the sedan chair and ordered Zhu Bajie.

Of course, he was not doing nothing, but the system showed that there were five monsters on this Thorn Ridge who should have a destiny.

"Master, there are monsters not far away. My old grandson will go and catch them."

As soon as Sun Wukong shone his golden eyes, he said to Tang Sanzang.

"Don't panic, just open the way."

Tang Sanzang looked at the jade token in his hand and showed a strange smile on his face.

Zhen Yuanzi, this guy is a bit interesting.

Have you arranged a place to settle for the disaster ahead in advance?

Not bad, not bad.

"Okay, Master, look at my old pig's rake shoveler!"

Zhu Bajie transformed into a size of twenty feet, and the nine-toothed rake in his hand also became thirty feet long.

He pulled his steps forward and opened the way. The team of seeking scriptures followed behind and slowly moved forward.

It is said to be slow, but it is actually fast, and it has been pushed a hundred miles in just an hour.

It was also Zhu Bajie who got up and had fun, otherwise he would level the 800-mile mountain ridge with just a few rakes!

After a while, the team of the Buddhist scriptures came to an empty place where an ancient stone tablet was erected with seventeen large characters engraved on it.

Thorn Ridge.

The thorns climbed 800 miles, and there have been few roads since ancient times.

"Hehe, what a big tone, I, the old pig, will do a good thing today and open up the eight hundred miles of road."

Zhu Bajie put down the nine-toothed rake, patted his belly, pulled out a hair and carved it on the stone tablet.

It turned into a twenty-foot-sized shape, and Zhu Bajie was even a hair thicker than an ordinary person’s fingers!

"From now on, Bajie can break through and penetrate the Western path and be smooth!"

Zhu Bajie said loudly.

"You fool, you are just fancy." Sun Wukong shook his head helplessly.

"Yeah, Brother Monkey, I don't like to hear what you said. My pig's belly is also a little ink, otherwise Cuilan will never forget me?"

Zhu Bajie raised his chest and raised his head, and said proudly.

"Senior brother, you are not ink, but bad water, right?"

"Brother is right. You even looked for Wenquxing to learn culture in the Heavenly Court. Wenquxing said you are not a good source of study."

The gold and silver boy opened his mouth to reveal Zhu Bajie's old background.

"It's true that this is the case. Senior Brother Tianpeng was angry and even beat Wenqu Xingjun to a big bag."

The green bull spirit nodded and said.

"Hmph, there is nothing. I, Lao Zhu, is a scholar. Can I call him a beating? I, Lao Zhu, is having a conversation with Wenqu Xingjun."

Zhu Bajie hummed disdainfully.

"Grandpa Holy Monk, we have been waiting here for a long time."

At this moment, the demonic wind suddenly rose and floated, and seven or eight monsters appeared out of thin air.

"Who is the monster? I dare to disturb Master's Dharma Drive!"

General Yin shouted loudly and blocked the sedan chair.

"Zhi Mom, I'm looking for death!"

Monk Sha grabbed the demon-subduing staff with both hands and opened his eyes wide open.

"A misunderstanding, we are the spiritual roots gathered under the Sect of Zhenyuan Daxian."

An old man said quickly.

I saw the old man wearing a horn scarf, wearing a light suit, holding a green wood crutch, and half-old straw shoes, vaguely looking like a fairy-like style.

"Okay, don't be impatient, all this is being planned by the teacher."

Tang Sanzang walked out of the sedan chair and glanced at a few monsters.

"Brother System, which of them meet the conditions for accepting apprentices?"

These monsters are too weak in strength, only at the Golden Immortal Realm of cultivation. Originally, the disaster at Thorn Ridge was set up by Zhen Yuanzi to plan some luck and merits for Wanshou Mountain.

But now, Zhen Yuanzi has already become a disciple of Tang Sanzang, so the calculation here simply allows these monsters to serve Tang Sanzang well.

After all, Zhen Yuanzi is sensitive to his identity and strength, and Tang Sanzang doesn't want to bring him by his side. Now he is thinking about letting the monsters under his sect come to him.

Master is filial to you.

"Ding! Detecting..."

"Those who meet the conditions for accepting disciples are Eighteen Gongs (Seven Stars), Fu Yunsou (Seven Stars), Lingkongzi (Seven Stars), Gu Zhigong (Seven Stars), and Xingxian (Eight Stars)!" The cold prompt sound of the system sounded.

As for why the other three monsters did not meet the conditions, Tang Sanzang discovered a trace of abnormality, and there was a trace of Buddhist aura in their bodies!

If Tang Sanzang had no quasi-saint cultivation, he might not have discovered it.

In other words, Zhen Yuanzi was placed in this wave of spies!

Buddhism has also been involved in this disaster.

"Yes, there are five monsters that meet the criteria."

Tang Sanzang nodded with satisfaction and collected five monsters at once. Why did he have to give some good rewards?

No matter how bad it is, it can make your mana stronger!

"You five are true, good and beautiful in their hearts, and they are destined to be with me. Do you want to worship me as your teacher?"

Tang Sanzang asked with a smile.

"Grandpa Holy Monk, I can't do it!"

Unexpectedly, these five monsters knelt down directly for Tang Sanzang.

mmmp, they are just relying on some little monsters under Zhen Yuanzi's seat, how dare they become a master with Zhen Yuanzi?

The faces of a naked ghost and two girls changed slightly.

Bodhisattva, our plan failed this time!

I hope I won’t be discovered by the holy monk, but I haven’t contacted the Bodhisattva for three hundred years…

The three monsters with two minds were panicked, but they had no choice. Their lives had long been in the hands of Bodhisattva Nagarjuna.
Chapter completed!