After the four disciples Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and Xiao Bailong looked at each other, they consciously stepped back to give Xuanzang some time to relax.
What worries Sun Wukong and the others is that with Xuanzang's current state and his deep hatred for heaven, is it still possible to continue to seek scriptures from the West?
"Xuan Zang, Mrs. Diyong's soul has not dissipated. I can temporarily store her soul."
The Master of Tongtian came straight down from the sky, and with a wave of his big hand, a golden light enveloped Mrs. Diyong's soul and nourished her soul.
The leader of Tongtian who came from Meishan happened to see the scene of Mrs. Diyong being killed. He understood the importance of Mrs. Diyong to Xuanzang, and immediately used the power of the saint to protect Mrs. Diyong's fragile soul.
"Tongtian Saint, Tongtian Saint, you are the supreme saint. You must have a way to save your uncle, right?"
When Xuanzang saw the arrival of the Tongtian Cult Master, he was desperate and begged as if he saw a life-saving straw.
Leader Tongtian shook his head helplessly. Regardless of the fact that saints are not allowed to take action in the ancient times, Mrs. Diyong is one of the calamities of the journey to the west, and he cannot interfere in life or death.
"Even a saint cannot save his body from death during calamity."
"Not even a saint can save Shushu. Could it be that Shushu..."
The light in Xuanzang's eyes dimmed again, and he had lost all hope.
"But there is no need for you to despair because of this. I will preserve Mrs. Diyong's soul until your master and disciples complete their plan to learn the scriptures."
Leader Tongtian continued.
"When you obtain the true scriptures and the incense from Western Buddhism, you will be able to resurrect Mrs. Di Yong with the power of merit and incense."
"Really? Can Shushu really be resurrected!"
Xuanzang once again saw hope and stared at the Tongtian Cult Master with great excitement.
The old face of Tongtian Cult Master turned red, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart. After all, resurrecting the dead is a method that goes against the operation of heaven for the saints of heaven.
What's more, Mrs. Diyong is also very important to whether the journey to the west is going smoothly.
"As long as you masters and disciples obtain the true scripture, you can resurrect Mrs. Diyong. Even if you don't believe me, don't you still believe in Junior Brother Lin Xuan?"
"I believe Uncle Lin Xuan!"
Xuanzang's eyes were filled with the light of hope, and then he reluctantly looked at the soul of Mrs. Diyong and said:
"Zhushu, you must wait until I get the scripture and come back. After resurrecting you, we can continue our relationship!"
"Now that you have figured it out, let's get on the road immediately. Time waits for no one and we can't delay any longer."
The leader of Tongtian said.
"Yes, Saint Tongtian!"
Xuanzang, who once again strengthened his goal, had a new pursuit, obtained the true scriptures, and resurrected Lady Diyong!
After the team recovered from their injuries on the spot, they continued on their way to attack Lingshan.
Looking at the retreating team, Master Tongtian had a lot of thoughts, and he was deeply worried about the disaster that the team would encounter next.
Nowadays, under the control of Ancestor Hongjun, the world has changed drastically, and many things cannot be done as he wishes.
This time the team was able to withstand the offensive of hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals from heaven, all thanks to Lin Xuan's method of spreading the beans into an army, but even so, they were not able to save Mrs. Diyong.
If you want to ensure that the scripture collection team is safe on the next journey, you still need Lin Xuan's guidance!
"Go to Meishan again to find out what Junior Brother Lin Xuan said, and by the way, place Mrs. Diyong's soul in Meishan."
At this moment, the army of golden-armored soldiers had lost their effectiveness and turned into beans. Leader Tongtian collected these beans as if they had found a treasure, and prepared to take them back to Jiejiao for research.
Why is it that the same spell that spreads beans and turns into an army is so powerful when used in Lin Xuan's hands?
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Meishan.
"It turns out there is a meteor shower at this time. I wonder if the wish will work?"
Lin Xuan and the Meishan immortals looked up at the sky and watched countless meteors passing by. Lin Xuan couldn't help but sigh.
So Lin Xuan quickly closed his eyes and began to make a wish, hoping that the calamity of Journey to the West would end soon and the world would be peaceful.
I also hope that Meishan can continue to maintain stability, without any mistakes or accidents, and be harmonious and beautiful.
The immortals in Meishan looked puzzled. They didn't know what Lin Xuan's words meant, or maybe he was still pointing out at them?
After all, the meteors Lin Xuan mentioned were the scenes where the corpses of heavenly soldiers and generals fell.
The reason why these heavenly soldiers and generals died so tragically was because Lin Xuan chose to take action and passed the magic of spreading beans into soldiers to Nezha, which solved the crisis of the team.
Although Tianting's offensive failed, Mrs. Diyong was still killed, causing Xuanzang to fall into endless pain.
"Sir, these meteors are not a simple sight. I heard that the appearance of meteors is related to the death of a god!"
Bixiao said seriously.
Over the years, Lin Xuan has been seemingly indifferent to the Buddhist scripture-seeking team, but in fact, he has provided almost all possible assistance to the Buddhist scripture-seeking team.
But Lin Xuan always acted like he didn't know anything, and it was inconvenient for the Meishan immortals to deal with things.
"What? If there is such a thing, how many gods will die!"
Lin Xuan still believed Bixiao's words. After all, as a disciple of Qingping Sect, he was still familiar with things about Taoists.
Lin Xuan couldn't help but tremble when he recalled the tens of millions of meteors he had seen.
Sure enough, during the calamity period, there were so many casualties, even the Daluo Immortal could not escape his death!
The immortals in Meishan fell silent again. Most of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals were lost. Naturally, it was very serious, with heavy casualties.
"We have gone through many difficulties and dangers along the way, but the final outcome is so easy that we lose our lives. It is really sad!"
Lin Xuan shook his head and sighed.
The cruelty of the prehistoric world is much more serious than imagined. The best choice for my family is to stay in Meishan to preserve our strength!
"Ms. sir..."
Saint Nuwa looked at Lin Xuan with a slightly hesitant expression, not knowing how to explain it.
The reason why this team of Buddhist scriptures survived the disasters they encountered along the way was all due to Lin Xuan's intervention.
Thinking that this time Lin Xuan would have some ideas and advice about the disaster that the Buddhist scripture collection team had experienced, so they asked all the immortals in Meishan to come together to follow Lin Xuan's arrangements and command.
"The prehistoric world is too dangerous. Do you want to experience the tragic ending of these gods?"
All the immortals in Meishan shook their heads at the same time. This tragic ending of death is not what anyone wants to experience!
"In that case, we should take this as a warning. We will not waver in our decision not to leave Meishan. At least we will get the calamity to end, no, we will get to the end of the Dharma Age before we can leave the mountain again!"
