Hong Huang: I'm really not Zulong

"Hahaha……"

In Zixiao Palace, Tong Tianxiao shed tears!

Lishan, Lishan's mother heard Master's message and she also laughed and lay on the table...

A sneer came from the Yuanshi Tianzun Dojo "Xuandu Yujing", and then there was no movement!

In the Tushita Palace, Taishang Laojun was walking back and forth in front of the alchemy furnace with his waist hunched over and his hands behind his back...

Xitian, the Second Saint of the West shook his head slightly and continued to meditate with his eyes closed!

Tathagata personally took action, and although it did not reach the ideal state, it also postponed the outbreak of the calamity of Journey to the West.

At the edge of the other three realms, the army retreats!

All saints have miscalculated.

They originally thought Jin Chanzi was the most critical figure in the journey to the west, but they didn't expect it to be Lin Qi!

Tathagata's first palm failed to kill Lin Qi, but he escaped and no trace of him could be found, so the success rate of the second palm was almost zero!

If Lin Qi could completely refine the Donghuang Bell, the saint's palm would not be able to do anything to Lin Qi!

You can't find Lin Qi in the hell of billions of ghosts, and you can't even find him in the sea of ​​billions of people!

It’s so uncomfortable for this deflated Tathagata to eat!

A few days later!

"Master is dead! Lao Sha is dead! Bajie is dead! Xiao Bailong is also dead..."

In a barren mountain in the middle of the desert, Sun Wukong knelt in front of four tombs, crying with sadness!

Lynch sat on a rock riddled with holes and drank wine!

"Great Sage, maybe they won't lose their memory and will wake up one day after reincarnation!"

Lin Qi said something that he didn't even believe.

The Tathagata had made it clear before he slapped the palm that it would erase the memory of their past and present lives, forever.

With the power of Tathagata and the blessing of Buddhist teachings from Xitianling Mountain, it is not difficult to do this.

If they had the strength to compete with Tathagata, they wouldn't be so sad.

They can go directly to the eighteenth level of hell, where the people who have suffered and been tortured will be directly reincarnated.

But they don't have that strength.

By the time they gain strength, perhaps Tang Monk and the four of them have been tortured in the eighteenth level of hell and have lost their memories of their past and present lives.

Even if a saint comes, they may not be able to restore their memories.

"can you?"

Sun Wukong murmured softly.

Lynch didn't answer.

He thought of Sun Wukong's true body in the Nineteenth Level of Hell. The true body seemed to be no less powerful than the original one, but why was the clone so poor?

You know, Sun Wukong and the Supreme Treasure are now one.

Does this clone not know the existence of the real body?

Lin Qi didn't ask about the reason for the clone's real identity, so naturally he wouldn't ask if the clone knew about it.

Maybe this is what Sun Wukong is planning.

"I'm going to practice in the demon world, will you go?"

After a long time, Sun Wukong walked to Lin Qi and sat down, took the wine bottle from Lin Qi's hand, took a few sips and said.

"I don't want to go yet. The human world is pretty good..."

Lin Qi thought of Little Stone again.

"Then I'll go, take care of yourself!"

Sun Wukong left immediately and took the jug with him.

Lynch looked at his lonely back until he disappeared at the other end of the desert...

"Ding! The side mission is completed, and you will get a chance to read at the god level!"

"got windy!"

Lynch didn't see the system continuing to issue side missions, but he saw whirlwinds blowing in the desert!

After a while, everything that came into view were countless small whirlwinds several meters high!

Then, these small cyclones began to collide with each other, gradually expanding, getting bigger and bigger!

Yellow sand fills the sky!

The sandstorm is coming!

Lin Qi did not move, just watching the ten thousand feet high sandstorm moving towards him!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Qi's figure was swallowed up by the sandstorm...

Twenty years later!

In the Taoist temple on the outskirts of Chang'an City, Shi Mengxian looked at the setting sun every day. This glance left traces of time on the face of the former cardamom girl!

She is no longer young!

She is already half an old lady!

When Chang'an first met Lin Qi, she was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but now she has reached her forties!

For mortals, the most memorable and precious season for a girl in her life is when flowers bloom in spring!

The girl Huaichun left Chang'an when the pomegranates were blooming, and returned six years later. The spring was still there, but the people were not there!

Twenty more years have passed and I have been watching every day. The pomegranate tree has become old!

In recent years, the flowers have not bloomed as expected.

Shi Mengxian, who is forty-four or five years old, looks in the mirror several times a day. She is afraid that she will grow old and that Lin Qi will see her ugly side when he returns.

But what makes her strange is that the years have not carved vicissitudes on her face, but have left her with a more mature and beautiful appearance!

I don't know when the Tang Empire's standard for measuring beauty became based on Shi Mengxian's overall appearance.

The girl from the Sixth Palace, the daughter of a noble, the brothel in the city, and the ordinary girl are all imitating Shi Mengxian's every sound and smile.

The noble daughter who came to offer incense today saw Shi Mengxian with her hair tied up and her right hand holding her chin in a daze.

Basically, no matter what they do this week, all women will hold their chin in a daze, intentionally or unintentionally.

A few days later, Shi Mengxian let her hair down and stood alone under the pomegranate tree in a daze.

Under the pomegranate trees in the streets and alleys, there will be girls or young women with their hair hanging in a daze!

The rich man spent thousands of dollars to add incense and money to the Taoist temple and repair it.

Just to make the beauty smile.

Even if you don’t smile, even if you look at me, even if you say a word, it’s fine!

However, Shi Mengxian never fakes color.

These gentlemen looked polite on the surface, but they beat and kicked the old beggar who blocked the way, humiliating and teasing him to the fullest!

Back then, Lynch never disliked dirty beggars.

When those little beggars saw Lin Qi, they would pounce on them, and Lin Qi would hold them in his arms, laughing and teasing them. They were so happy!

Lin Qi is a true gentleman, and those young masters are not even worthy of carrying his shoes.

Regarding her ageless appearance and the self-defense necklace hidden around her neck, Shi Mengxian knew that Lin Qi had secretly cast an immortal spell.

She was very pleased that although she did not have the physique to cultivate immortality, she could still stay young forever and live for a few more years, waiting for the person she missed to appear.

After twenty years of development, Chang'an Street has returned to its former prosperity.

But people's faces seem to have fewer smiles and more sadness.

It is rare to hear anyone making loud noises on the busy streets.

Many people buy what they want and then leave in a hurry.

The people drinking in the restaurant were whispering to each other in low voices.

There seems to be a layer of something between people, which looks very strange.

What's even more strange is that among the thousands of people, there are no monks or Taoists, not a single one.

When a young Taoist priest holding a fly whisk appeared on Chang'an Street, everyone ran away.

The young Taoist priest ignored everyone's strange behavior and walked step by step towards the Taoist temple on the outskirts.

Many sneaky people followed the Taoist priest, constantly exchanging glances.

Shi Mengxian still repeated his daily work of cleaning the Taoist temple.

By the time she finished cleaning, around eight o'clock in the morning, as soon as the door opened, many pilgrims would flock in to offer incense and give money for incense.

In fact, it was just to take a look at the Taoist women!