The arena of the heavens.
Bhikkhu County of the Great Song Dynasty.
After the smoke and dust dissipated, the figures of the emperors were revealed.
Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, clutched the dim immortal-killing flying knife tightly, and said without tears:
"It's over, my baby is almost broken!"
"Song Taizong, please pay for my treasure!"
Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi was pierced through the chest by a pebble. He vomited blood and said feebly:
"To cut the grass, we need to get rid of the roots. Hurry and hunt down Guanyin Bodhisattva!"
"If she escapes, a group of Buddhists and Bodhisattvas will come here next time."
Emperor Wu of Wei Cao Cao was not much better, and fainted with anger.
Emperor Yuan of Wei Cao Huan was so frightened that he picked up his grandfather, Emperor Wu, and left the arena in a panic.
Sun Quan, the great emperor of Wu, looked at the broken purple-gold-red gourd and said without tears:
"You will pay me the purple, gold and red gourd!"
Yang Jian, the great ancestor of the Sui Dynasty, was not injured, but he looked a little embarrassed.
After taking out a bottle of elixir and passing it to other emperors, he helped Song Taizong up, looked at the silent Bhikkhu County in the distance, and said:
"Song Taizong, fortunately you were smart and withdrew the army in advance. Otherwise, just this once, your Song Dynasty would have suffered heavy losses."
Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi covered his chest, letting the power of Qi and blood circulate, recovering from his injuries, and said unwillingly:
"Great Ancestor Sui, why don't we go after Guanyin Bodhisattva? We've done our duty of eradicating evil!"
Yang Jian, the great ancestor of the Sui Dynasty, called up the live broadcast interface, opened the live broadcast of Tang Taizong Li Shimin, and said:
"If you can't catch up, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty flew into the clouds and mist too fast."
"However, there is good news. Guanyin Bodhisattva was seriously injured and fainted again. It will probably be a few months before he wakes up again."
Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi also turned on Tang Taizong's live broadcast and said regretfully:
"Hey, this time we all made wedding clothes for Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty. It's another life-saving grace."
"Forget it, Xiniu Hezhou is too chaotic, I'd better go to Beiju Luzhou...the land of the four seas to establish the Song Dynasty."
Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, walked up to Zhao Guangyi, Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty, spread his hands, revealing the dull immortal-killing flying knife, and said:
"Song Taizong, this is no longer something that can be repaid with just one fairyland. It will take at least ten fairyland!"
Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi was so angry that his wound opened and the blood stained his dragon robe red, and he said angrily:
"Han Gaozu, you are taking advantage of the situation!"
"It's obvious that your immortal-killing flying knife is useless, otherwise how would Taoist Cihang have time to self-destruct?"
"Why don't you go and grab ten wonderlands!!!"
Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, patted Song Taizong on the back, fearing that he would be angry to death, so he didn't know who to ask for the debt from, and comforted him:
"Song Taizong, you must take care of yourself. Otherwise, if you get angry, Song Taizu will wake up laughing in his dreams."
"In this case, I won't be in a hurry to get it. You can pay back the ten wonderlands slowly."
Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi threw away Han Gaozu and said coldly:
"Impossible! I will only give you a fairyland! Do you want love?"
"If not, look at what valuable things I have on me, feel free to use them to pay off debts!"
at this time.
The disgraced Jin Hui Emperor Sima Zhong excitedly pointed to the sky in the distance and cheered:
"Look, there are so many birds!"
Gao Wei, the empress of Qi, glanced casually and was about to bend his bow and arrow to cook a delicious meal when his face suddenly changed and he said:
"No, hide quickly, it's that barbarian's Hongyi cannon!"
Seeing this scene, Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi was so angry that his teeth were about to burst, and he cursed angrily:
"Qing Shizong, Yuan Mingzong, you two barbarians, do you think I can't beat you because I'm injured?"
"The great fortune of the Song Dynasty is revealed!"
I saw an illusory and uncertain destiny dragon flying out from behind Song Taizong, hanging high in the sky, opening its bloody mouth.
"Roar"
A dragon roar resounded throughout the world!
Thousands of Hongyi cannons instantly turned into ashes.
Immediately, the divine dragon transformed by the luck of the Song Dynasty flew in front of the emperors, lowered its head, and after Song Taizong sat on it, it rose into the sky and flew towards the destruction of France.
…
Noble County in the Tang Dynasty.
Inside the military camp.
Zhu Bajie was lying on the bed, wailing uncontrollably:
"Ouch... It hurts so much... Master... I will never dare to drink or eat meat next time..."
"With just a few sticks, my old pig was beaten to pieces."
After Tang Sanzang applied the herbs to Zhu Bajie's wound, he couldn't bear to say:
"Bajie, why are you doing this?"
"As a monk, you must abide by the rules and regulations. You must not do this next time."
Zhu Bajie rolled his eyes and tentatively said:
"Master, anyway, I, the old pig, have broken the precept. Can I... ahem, break it again?"
"If I didn't eat meat, I would probably have to lie down for ten and a half years to recover from my injuries."
"Snapped"
Sun Wukong slapped Zhu Bajie on the head and cursed:
"You Zhu Bajie, you are deliberately trying to bully Master's kindness, right?"
"Tell me, old grandson, what kind of natural treasure is that wooden stick? How come you can't bear it as soon as you hit the golden fairyland after a few sticks?"
Seeing that the matter was exposed, Tang Sanzang's face turned livid, Zhu Bajie jumped up and said calmly:
"Oh, I didn't expect that these herbs collected by Master are comparable to miraculous elixirs!"
"Hehe...I don't feel any pain anymore, old pig. By the way, master, how about we go have a meal."
Tang Sanzang looked at the smiling face of his second disciple, who was not upright. He sighed with a thousand words and said helplessly:
"Bajie, you...hey, that's all, let's have a meal."
Just as Zhu Bajie was supporting Tang Sanzang and walking out of the tent, a fairy light suddenly flew from the distant sky.
Sun Wukong probed out his spiritual thoughts, and after sensing a familiar aura, he let out a light sigh and said in surprise:
"Strange, why did Erlang and Bodhisattva come back so quickly? Wait, Bodhisattva seems to be seriously injured again!"
"Master, you stay here for now, and I, Sun, will go take a look."
Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing followed Sun Wukong and chased towards the fairy light.
Tang Sanzang looked at the backs of his three disciples and couldn't help but mutter:
"The Bodhisattva has great magical power, so why do he always get seriously injured?"
"If there are such powerful monsters on the westward journey...how can a poor monk obtain the true scripture and save all sentient beings?"
"Why don't you try to practice the exercises Erlang sent you first? At least you have the power to protect yourself."
After struggling for a long time, Tang Sanzang returned to the camp with deep thoughts and took out a book from the package.
On it were written four large characters with flying dragons and phoenixes.
[The True Art of Ten Thousand Demons]
…
The Longshuo plane of the Tang Dynasty.
Inside the Xuanzheng Hall.
I saw a handsome man with a pale face, wearing a dragon robe, sitting on the dragon chair, reviewing the memorial.
There was a bowl of medicinal soup beside him, and the faint medicinal fragrance filled the air.
Tang Suzong Li Heng and Tang Xuanzong Li Chen walked in from outside the palace and saluted:
"Li Heng (Li Chen), meet Emperor Gaozong!"
"On the order of Emperor Taizong, the two of us came here to look for you and report something important."
Tang Gaozong Li Zhi raised his head and saw two men wearing dragon robes standing in front of him.
He glanced sideways at the wide open palace door and the motionless guards outside the palace, coughed slightly, and asked:
"On the orders of Emperor Taizong? Ridiculous!"
"The late emperor has already passed away, so how could he issue an edict?" (End of Chapter)
