Zhongjing, the imperial city.
Zhou Zuofeng, the newly appointed Minister of Literature, looked at the letter in his hand and fell into deep thought.
Yunlong, gained the ability to communicate with heaven through reading books!
When Chen Luo established the Dragon-Slaying Platform and his position as Dharma Minister was unprecedentedly strengthened, he remained silent.
Later, Chen Luo wrote that the Tang Emperor went to the underworld and extended Ye Heng's life by twenty years, but he didn't say anything.
Supervising the Dharma Yuan Hai is the duty of the Dharma Prime Minister and is required by his duties.
The long life of the king is the blessing of his ministers and the source of their loyalty. As for Your Majesty not wanting it, that is because Your Majesty is noble and honorable.
These are all matters of course!
But!
Why didn't he show anything when it was his turn?
The Yunlong lineage can use the power of heaven and earth to temper the soul by reading books...
What a big deal!
This matter must be related to Wenchang Pavilion!
It must all be related to his newly appointed minister!
Why doesn't my Wenxiang seal respond?
Zhou Zuofeng looked at the Wenxiang seal at hand that he had taken out specially and was as calm as ever, as if looking at a joke.
Can not be done.
My new official has taken office!
If word gets out that Chen Luo is dissatisfied with my literary status, then I will not be able to explain it clearly with all my words.
It doesn’t matter if you receive some criticism, but it’s mainly because it affects the stability and unity of the senior officials of the Daxuan court.
It seems that for the sake of justice, I have to violate my own principles!
Thinking of this, Zhou Zuofeng frowned slightly, and his soul connected with Wenchang Pavilion. The next moment, nine talented golden dragons gathered in the sky above Wenchang Pavilion.
Before the Wenchang Pavilion scholar could see clearly, the nine talented golden dragons rushed directly into Wen Xiangya's room.
A moment later, the sound of spring thunder from the new Minister of Literature Zhou Zuofeng came from the Wenchang Pavilion——
"The lineage of Yunlong inherits the teachings of Heavenly Dao, and Jiulong enters the seal. We, Wenchang Pavilion, have no shirk in our responsibility!"
"Prepare a hundred thousand volumes of human books and preach to the sea of clouds and dragons!"
"Who wants to go!"
After saying that, Zhou Zuofeng in the elegant room let out a long breath.
This move should be able to distract their attention, right?
The old Dragon Emperor, for the sake of one hundred thousand red dust books, should cooperate with him...
…
The events of the Yunlong Heavenly Tribulation were only known to those who communicated with the heavens, but the news that Chen Wuhou was alive again spread to the crowd on Fangcun Mountain and quickly swept through both the human and demon worlds at an unimaginable speed.
"Bro, bro, have you ever seen a vision as big as a mountain?"
"Brother, buddy, have you ever felt the oppression of heaven?"
"Brother, buddy, are you sure you don't want to come and station yourself around Fangcun Mountain? There is a big dragon!"
For a time, there was a lot of rumors about the dragon plot in "Journey to the West". The human race didn't care. Anyway, Chen Wuhou would not treat his own people badly. However, when the news reached the demon race, many doubtful voices emerged.
The Dragon Clan is not a creature of heaven, so how come they get feedback in the book?
Not to mention the Dragon-Slaying Platform, that feedback is projected on the position of Daxuan Dharma Prime Minister.
But this time, it seems to be aimed at the Dragon Clan!
Could it be that in addition to the Tiandao Monster Clan, Chen Luo also opened the Tiandao Dragon Clan?
We were obviously the ones who came first!
Whatever the Dragon Clan gives, I, the Demon Clan, will give you double!
A tense atmosphere instantly arose in Nanhuang, and there was also a faint sense of crisis.
Many demon clans have begun to reflect on whether the ancestral demons were out of their minds when they asked Fang Cunshan to leave Southern Wilderness.
It's like if you order a companion, they may ignore you, but if you order another one at the same time, you can experience the enjoyment of one plus one being greater than two.
As long as you are Party A enough!
In this atmosphere, the fourteenth and fifteenth chapters of "Journey to the West" were finally released!
…
Southern wilderness.
For this new chapter, what the demon clan is most concerned about is naturally the situation of Sun Wukong. Fortunately, at the beginning of this fourteenth chapter, Sun Wukong was rescued and became his disciple, which also made the monsters breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Sun Wukong is still there.
The demon tribe’s cards are still there!
Later, although the demon clan was a little unhappy about the tight curse, they also agreed with the explanation in the book. Many demon clans are also caught up in thinking about bloodline.
Indeed, compared to the human race, the demon race relies too much on blood, and the blood is too powerful, which in turn affects the mind.
For example, the wild boar tribe loves to eat; the wolf tribe, for example, is insidious and cunning; the bear tribe, for example, is straightforward and reckless...
It turns out that the root cause is here!
The evil nature of the demon clan!
Then the question comes——
Where can I get a tight hoop to put on myself?
How about asking the human race if they can make one?
Well, something seems wrong...
Of course, except for these reflection demons, most of the demon clan still listened carefully to the Confucian scholars' explanation of the subsequent plot.
"So this is the plot of the Dragon Clan!"
Many demon clans breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out that he was looking for help for Tang Sanzang!
Yunlong turned into a horse. The human race and the Yunlong lineage have cooperated, so it is acceptable.
It seems that in addition to the human race, "Journey to the West" is mainly biased towards the demon race!
That's good, that's good.
As for the inheritance of Heavenly Dao, that is because the Dragon Clan is not a creature of Heavenly Dao, unlike our Monster Clan, which is directly of the bloodline of Heavenly Dao!
Hehe, we are slightly better.
But... the news came from Daxuan, saying that Princess Yunlong is Chen Luo's sixth senior sister. The two have already made it semi-public, but the Bamboo Saint has not returned yet, so it has not been announced. This pillow wind must be guarded against!
Qingqiu and Yuyuan, why are they so useless!
Where is the daughter of Chen Xuan from my demon clan!
…
Weihu Mountain!
"snort!"
Feng Nanzhi threw the manuscript in her hand heavily on the desk!
"That's too much!" Feng Nanzhi bit her lower lip tightly, her brows furrowed, her pretty face slightly cold.
"Why do you always use the tiger tribe as a target?" Feng Nanzhi casually grabbed the golden crow picture that he had just drawn last night, exposed the tiger's claws, and scratched it a few times.
Shreds of paper flew everywhere, and all the blank spaces around the Golden Crow were scratched. Only the Golden Crow in the middle was not damaged at all, and its charm was not diminished.
Looking at the smiling eyes of the Golden Crow in the Golden Crow picture, Feng Nanzhi tilted her head and murmured: "Huh, what are you looking at? I'm going to use this painting to curse you!"
After saying that, Feng Nanzhi felt aggrieved again.
Chen Luo, you bastard, are you addicted to killing tigers?
Tang Sanzang left Chang'an and killed him once.
Birchin escorted and killed again.
Sun Wukong jumps out and kills again!
Are there no other beasts in the wild?
You actually...still...let Sun Wukong wear a tiger skin skirt!
What's even more hateful is that he wore a tiger skin skirt in the previous chapter, and then cleared the way for Yunlong in the next chapter!
you--
Just bullying!
Thinking of this, Feng Nanzhi became more and more angry, but had nowhere to complain. She suddenly raised her hand and patted her belly!
But just after taking the photo, I felt extremely regretful and gently rubbed the area where I had just taken the photo.
At this moment, a voice came from outside the palace: "Your Majesty, the Ninth Elder wants to see you."
Feng Nan Zhiwen frowned and waved his sleeves. In an instant, the golden black picture, the shredded paper on the ground and the "Journey to the West" manuscript that fell on the desk all disappeared.
Then Feng Nanzhi sat upright, all the emotions in her eyes quickly faded away, leaving only calmness, and at the same time, a king's majesty exuded.
"Xuan!"
After a while, a tiger clan great sage who was slightly thinner than other tiger clans walked in and bowed and saluted: "I have met your majesty."
Feng Nanzhi said a faint "Hmm" and said, "Why do you want to see me?"
The Ninth Elder lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Feng Nanzhi, and said respectfully: "I am returning to Your Majesty because of the human race Chen Luo's "Journey to the West"!"
Feng Nanzhi was slightly surprised, but her tone still showed no emotion: "Continue."
"Yes. Has your Majesty read "Journey to the West"?"
Feng Nanzhi's eyes flickered, then returned to normal, and said softly: "I want to rush to the Ancestral Demon Pass, temper my bloodline day and night, and manage such a huge tiger territory. How can I have the energy to see those things!"
"Is the Ninth Elder here to make recommendations?"
The ninth elder quickly waved his hand and said: "Your Majesty has misunderstood."
"Our Hu tribe has not established diplomatic relations with Fangcun Mountain, and "Journey to the West" will not be published in the Tiger Territory."
"But the old minister was curious and did get a few copies. He thought that if he was interested in our Tiger Clan, it wouldn't be a bad idea to spend some money to popularize it!"
"It's just that in the past few days, Chen Luo has gone too far. He has insulted our Tiger Clan in the book several times and used our Tiger Clan as a target!"
"The old minister's idea is to send a letter of credence to Daxuan in the name of the Tiger Clan and ask them to control them and not let Chen Luo's writings run wild!"
Listening to the ninth elder's words, Feng Nanzhi frowned even more.
Is it necessary to put pressure on Daxuan?
The literati of the human race hate being forced to change their texts.
no!
Feng Nanzhi sighed incomprehensibly and said, "Really? There are some words that humiliate our clan. The Ninth Elder will tell me in detail."
"If it's really too much, then there's no need to send any credentials, just go straight to the border and explain it with a letter of war."
The Ninth Elder was also stunned when he heard this.
Chen Bing?
Isn't this a bit of a big deal?
Not really!
But this is indeed the temperament of the empress.
Besides, the Tiger Clan’s Chen Bing is just Chen Bing, so there’s no big problem.
At that moment, the Ninth Elder told Feng Nanzhi the plot about the tiger, and Feng Nanzhi had no choice but to listen to it again patiently.
After the Ninth Elder finished speaking, Feng Nanzhi said lightly: "That's it?"
Ninth Elder: (??｀;)?
Feng Nanzhi snorted coldly: "I thought he wrote something extraordinary!"
"It's just a few wild beasts, it's not a tiger clan! It's such a trivial matter, it's not worthy of our tiger clan to worry about it!"
"If our tiger clan goes to war because of this, wouldn't we be ridiculed by the world?"
The Ninth Elder looked puzzled: "Then what does Your Majesty mean?"
"I thought it was a big deal, but it was just a few words. The Tiger Clan has its own pattern, don't worry about it! When I reach the Emperor Demon Realm, these stories will be a joke!"
"But……"
"I still want to continue practicing. Ninth Elder, please come back!"
Feng Nanzhi issued an order to expel guests, and the Ninth Elder had no choice but to bow his hands and exit the dormitory.
Seeing the Ninth Elder walking away, Feng Nanzhi pouted and said with gritted teeth——
"Next time, I will send troops!"
…
At the same time, somewhere in the southern wilderness.
Wearing a tattered cassock, Adamo was reading the latest "Journey to the West", and a layer of Buddha's light appeared behind his head.
"I see!"
"Wukong is the monkey of the mind, and the white dragon is the horse of the mind!"
"Tang Monk locked the ape with a tight hoop, and bound the horse with a saddle and shackles!"
"Going west to learn scriptures is actually the process of centering the ape and tying the horse in mind in martial arts!"
Wisps of "quiet energy" drifted out from "Journey to the West" and entered Adamo's body. Adamo only felt that his soul was clear and his spiritual platform was pure!
"As expected of the Marquis!" Adamo clasped his hands and bowed towards the north, "I think Junior Brother Wuji from Dongcang City has also realized this truth."
"Nine Thousand Miles of Red Dust Martial Arts, it looks like there will be many newcomers soon."
Thinking of this, Adamo stood up: "I can't fall behind, I must continue to walk my path..."
But after saying this, Adamo let out a rare sigh of despair.
"This Southern Wilderness is not easy!"
Speaking of which, when Adamo left Dongcang, he set the tone with the great Confucians in Dongcang City to promote Zen Buddhism, and combined it with the theory of Mahayana Buddhism in "Journey to the West" to let people understand what is a true Buddha and what is a serious scripture. .
As for himself, he came to the Southern Wilderness alone, intending to open up a Southern Shaolin and spread the true Buddha's teachings in the Southern Wilderness.
But he didn't expect that the atmosphere in Southern Wilderness would be so difficult!
At the beginning, he chose Qingqiu Country, which is closest to the human race!
He promoted the construction of the temple for two days, and every day hundreds of enchanting fox girls came to cheer him on.
Is this for cheering?
This is aimed at destroying my Fa-rectification!
This is the Shura Field of the world of mortals, don’t stay for a long time!
Later, he went to another place friendly to humans - Yuyuan!
The result is not as good as Qingqiu!
Let's put it this way, in Adamo's life, apart from escaping from the Western Regions, he could only use the word "escape" in Yuyuan Kingdom.
After weighing several times, Adamo decided to continue heading south to the Junji Kingdom, a demon clan that claims to serve Chen Luo as its ancestor!
With Tang Sanzang accepting Sun Wukong as his disciple, his stay in Junji Country should be much smoother!
Adamo thought so.
Suddenly, Adamo's ears moved and he heard noisy footsteps coming from ahead.
Those footsteps are from the human race!
And not one, but a group.
His steps were disordered and he was walking in a panic. Could it be that he had encountered some kind of crisis?
Adamo immediately ran towards the direction where the footsteps came from.
…
"Brother Junren, have we escaped?" A Confucian scholar gasped and asked another Confucian scholar.
"Yes... probably..." the Confucian scholar named Brother Junren responded, "But please bear with me, the map shows that there are 800 miles away, which is the boundary of Yuyuan Kingdom. We can feel more relaxed when we get there. ”
"Eight hundred miles? Then keep holding on, compatriots, don't give up!" The Confucian scholar turned around and shouted behind him.
At this moment, a frightened shout suddenly came from behind the team: "Oh no, Da Ru is chasing them with them!"
The expressions of the Confucian scholars changed, and they were about to use their last bit of righteousness to activate the spell. Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky and landed in front of them.
"Amitabha, my fellow tribesmen, what trouble have you encountered?"
The Confucian students looked forward and saw a monk with a tattered cassock standing in front of them. Brother Na Junren quickly stopped the Confucian students and said sternly: "Buddhism in the Western Regions?"
Adamo smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "No!"
"The poor monk is a disciple of Wuhou, Dongcang Shaolin, Adamo!"
After saying this, Adamo released colorful red dust energy all over his body to prove his identity.
"Ah, it's Dongcang Shaolin!" Seeing the human aura on Adamo's body, the Confucian scholars breathed a sigh of relief, but before they could say anything, they heard a tongue-splitting spring thunder coming from behind the team -
"Stop, you deserters!"
"It takes half a mile to travel a hundred miles, how can you just give up!"
"The Confucian sect will be completely embarrassed by you!"
The faces of many Confucian scholars changed, and they subconsciously approached Adamo. Adamo followed the sound and saw a great scholar from the human race and a great sage from the bear race descending from the sky.
Adamo frowned.
what happened?
Aren’t the Bear Clan on good terms with the Human Clan?
And why does this great human scholar seem to be chasing these scholars?
Did he stumble upon some conspiracy?
Thinking of this, Adamo's body was full of red dust, and he directly released the pressure of the third grade.
The great scholar had seen Adamo early in the morning, but now he felt the coercion on Adamo's body. He was also stunned. The ice on his face melted slightly, and he stepped forward and said: "Zhao Wenyuan, the great scholar of Wenchang Pavilion, has met you. I don't know where you are in martial arts." A genius?"
"I don't deserve to be called a genius. I'm from Dongcang Shaolin, Adamo!" Adamo bowed with his hands together and asked, "I saw these students running away and took the liberty to ask for advice. What happened?"
"Is there any place I can help you with?"
When Zhao Wenyuan heard Adamo's question, he became very angry. He pointed at the group of Confucian scholars and said, "If you ask them, I'm embarrassed to tell you!"
At this moment, the great sage of the Bear Clan stepped forward to smooth things over and said, "Hey, Mr. Zhao, calm down, I don't blame these students, hey..."
Adamo looked confused and looked at the Confucian scholars around him again. Those Confucian scholars lowered their heads one by one and did not look at Adamo.
"Don't you dare to say it?" Zhao Wenyuan roared again.
At this time, the Confucian scholar named Junren finally raised his head, saluted to Zhao Wenyuan, and then saluted to the Great Sage of the Bear Clan, and said: "Zhao Daru, Great Sage Xiong, I was wrong to wait!"
"But, there's really nothing we can do!"
Adamo frowned: "What happened? Can you tell me?"
Na Junren turned around, looked at Adamo, and smiled bitterly: "Oh, it's a joke for the martial arts brothers. In fact, this is what happened..."
After a long while, Adamo finally knew the whole story.
To put it simply, this group of Confucian scholars came to Davari Country with the dream of educating the world to teach the Bear Clan!
But they never expected that the Bear Clan was really... too difficult to teach!
Teach a word today and forget it tomorrow.
I will teach a poem tomorrow and forget it tonight.
Only when I was listening to "Journey to the West", I was particularly serious, but I just listened to the excitement and didn't think seriously about the explanations.
This shows that these Confucian scholars have accomplished nothing!
It is said that rotten wood cannot be carved. This is probably true.
Seeing that the other students had the merit of enlightenment, they were also anxious.
They are all good young people, so naturally they don’t want to waste their years with the Bear Clan!
But when other Confucian scholars heard about the situation of the Bear Clan, only a few dared to challenge them, which made them unable to change their posts at all.
This day-to-day life makes them full of frustration.
The key is that these naughty kids are very naughty.
Either today I accidentally slap a Confucian scholar away, or I will throw the Confucian scholar into the sky like a ball tomorrow.
It is impossible to die, but they are all gentle and elegant Confucian scholars, how can they stand this!
Are you talking about using a ruler to teach you a lesson?
They are the bear tribe, do they care about the ruler?
You can't teach it, you can't control it, so what's the point of staying around?
So, they decided to escape from the Bear Clan!
Then, there’s that scene at the beginning!
After hearing this, Adamo felt helpless.
I understand, but there’s nothing I can do!
This group of Confucian scholars did not come to the Southern Wilderness spontaneously. They came from the imperial court's establishment, and they had to obey the imperial court's orders. Didn’t you see that the leader of the team was the Great Confucian of Wenchang Pavilion?
At this time, the Great Sage of the Bear Clan stepped forward and said with a smile: "Young gentlemen, please be patient!"
"Our clan is just like this. We are a little stupid, but we are honest and straightforward, and our thoughts are clear and bright, and we don't hide our dirty intentions!"
"Please, gentlemen, teach them well."
"Right now, the entire Southern Wilderness is studying, and we, the Davari Country, can't lag behind!"
Confucian scholar Junren sighed: "Great Sage Xiong, we are really too talented and shallow to teach the children of nobles!"
"Maybe the teaching is not correct, but if this continues, I won't mention the losses, but the children of the nobles will also be delayed."
"I think this matter needs to be reported to Wenchang Pavilion to summarize a set of educational methods suitable for the Bear Clan!"
The Bear Clan Saint Lord also fell silent upon hearing this, and Zhao Wenyuan snorted coldly: "Don't make excuses!"
"Wenchang Pavilion's summary also requires you to wait for practical experience!"
"This great scholar has already reported to Wenchang Pavilion. There is still half a year left for the new batch of Confucian scholars to come to the Bear Clan. You only need to stay here for half a year to teach, and then you can leave!"
"Run away now. What else is it but a deserter?"
The faces of those Confucian scholars turned red, and they obviously knew that they were wrong, but for young people in their early twenties, half a year was really too long!
The scene was at a stalemate for a while.
Finally, the Great Sage of the Bear Clan sighed.
"That's it!"
"It's just that my bear tribe's talent is dull, but I have gained strength for nothing."
"You gentlemen, if you want to leave, go ahead!"
"Just please come with me back first. We will have a big banquet for three days. Can you send me off to all of you gentlemen?"
"I, the Bear Clan, can't learn the truth, but the etiquette cannot be shortened by half!"
Zhao Wenyuan flicked his sleeves: "Did you hear that?"
"No matter how hard you work, how hard is it for Marquis Wu to come to Southern Wilderness alone and set off this trend of learning in Southern Wilderness?"
"Teaching is mutually beneficial, but if the disciple can't learn it, is there something wrong with the master as well?"
"You can go if you want, I will teach you here alone!"
After Zhao Daru finished speaking, he looked at Adamo again: "Let me see the joke, little friend."
Adamo hurriedly shook his head: "Martial arts say that the mind is like a monkey and the horse is racing. It is inevitable for you Confucian scholars to be undecided.
As he spoke, Adamo was thinking rapidly in his mind.
Isn’t this the best place to build the Southern Wilderness Shaolin?
Dull talent? Just be diligent.
Stupid? That's called a child's heart.
Buddha can be enlightened and cultivated!
Confucian scholars don’t have the patience to teach, but he does!
He believed that all the disciples from Dongcang Shaolin had such patience!
Thinking of this, Adamo clasped his hands towards the Great Sage of the Bear Clan and said, "The poor monk wants to build the Southern Shaolin in the Southern Wasteland to promote martial arts and Buddhism."
"I wonder if the nobles are willing to accept it?"
The Great Sage of the Bear Clan was stunned, looking at Adamo, his lips began to tremble.
"Take it...take it...accept it..."
Damn it!
This is the first batch of students from Dongcang Academy. In other words, he is the first batch of disciples of Chen Luo!
He is also the famous Shaolin master!
I thought I was just passing by, but I didn’t expect that I wanted to settle down?
Kids, you are in luck!
At this time, the Confucian scholars all looked at each other, but did not say anything after all.
…
Square inch mountain.
Chen Luo looked at the two newly written chapters in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief.
"There are four times in total. This time I can go back and feel proud!"
Chapter 16: The monk of Guanyin Temple seeks the treasure, and the monster of Black Wind Mountain steals the cassock.
Chapter 17: Sun Xingzhe made a big fuss in Black Wind Mountain, and Avalokitesvara conquered the bear monster.
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