Journey to the West: At the beginning, Monkey King was tricked into going to Penglai to find the god

The dead body was buried, and the dead body was buried.

Lingshan, Lingjiu Peak.

"Is there someone else behind the scenes? Li Yue may not be dead? Ha, how is that possible." Zhunti just laughed after hearing Guanyin's words.

"Who can survive the poison of weak water except the saint?"

"As for the saying of the mastermind, that is even more nonsense. The only one who destroyed the journey to the west was Li Yue. There was no one behind Li Yue."

"Besides, which mastermind would be so stupid as to give the innate treasure Chaos Bell to his subordinates?"

Innate treasure, let alone subordinates, even his own son would not give it.

Guanyin frowned and said, "How do you explain this Thousand Days Sleeping Powder? This is very much like Li Yue's method to delay the progress of the Journey to the West."

Zunti sneered and said, "You have been fooled by Zhenyuanzi!"

"This...what does the saint mean by this?"

Zunti said, "This is not simple. Wukong ate all the ginseng fruit. Wouldn't Zhenyuanzi hold a grudge? However, although he hated Wukong in his heart, he didn't dare to do anything to the monkey. He simply transferred his hatred to Buddhism and used such a mean trick to delay the progress of the Journey to the West."

"The medicine was taken out by his apprentice, right? He explored the memory himself, right? He was the one who said that Li Yue might not be dead, right?"

Zunti said this, and Guanyin suddenly realized it as if the clouds had been cleared and the sun had appeared.

Zhenyuanzi was acting!

Guanyin exclaimed: "How dare he? Daozu said that the journey to the west should be completed as soon as possible."

Zunti laughed and said: "So Sha Wujing also fell into a coma, so that Daozu would not pursue it."

"Hiss!" Guanyin took a breath.

Zhen Yuanzi, he is so calculating and considers everything.

"Thank you for your guidance, Saint. Otherwise, I would still be in the dark and not know the true face of Zhen Yuanzi."

"Since we know that Zhen Yuanzi is plotting against our Buddhist sect, how can we fight back?"

Zunti said with a smile, "Don't worry about Zhen Yuanzi for now. His earthly immortals suffered heavy casualties in the last Futu Mountain. It is understandable that he is a little crazy. There is no need to bother with him."

"The most urgent task is to wake up Tang Seng and his disciples so that we can end this difficulty and continue on our journey."

After saying that, he took out a jade box and said, "There are four awakening pills in this box. They are made by Medicine King Buddha and can keep the soul awake. You can feed them to the four people to wake them up."

Guanyin took the jade box and returned to Wuzhuang Temple on a cloud.

"Great Immortal, the saint gave me the elixir to wake them up."

Zhen Yuanzi said: "That's great, Qingfeng, Mingyue, help feed them the medicine."

Guanyin immediately said: "No, I'll do it myself." She was afraid that Zhen Yuanzi would ask his apprentice to do something, so she refused decisively.

Zhen Yuanzi said: "That's fine!"

He snorted in his heart, a little unhappy, scolding Guanyin for taking his kindness for granted and not knowing what was good for him.

He also saw that after Guanyin returned to Lingshan, she seemed to have more prejudices against him.

"Hmph!" Zhen Yuanzi ordered Qingfeng Mingyue: "When they wake up, let them leave quickly." Then he left with a wave of his sleeves.

Guanyin fed the awakening pill to Tang Seng and his apprentice, and waited for about five minutes, but there was no sign of awakening.

"It should be that the effect of the medicine has not started to take effect!" She was not in a hurry and continued to wait.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, an hour, a day, three days...

"It's been three days since I took the medicine, why haven't you woken up yet?" Guanyin finally lost her patience.

Is the elixir made by Medicine King Buddha so rubbish?

Zhen Yuanzi was equally impatient: "Still not awake, still not awake, do you think my Wuzhuang Temple is a permanent free inn? You ate my ginseng fruit and still want to stay at my house, I'm so angry!"

Guanyin left Wuzhuang Temple and went around looking for medicine, Tushita Palace, Pixiang Hall, Yaochi... She ran around and asked for a lot of medicine, but she couldn't wake up Tang Sanzang and the other three.

Days passed, Guanyin was exhausted and wanted to give up.

"Could it be that he really has to sleep for a thousand days before he wakes up?"

"No, a thousand days is too long. This medicine was given by Zhen Yuanzi. He must have an antidote. We have to find a way to make him hand over the antidote."

Guanyin returned to Lingshan and told Zhunti about the matter.

Zhunti made a plan and said, "In three days, it will be the annual Yulan Festival. Lingshan will hold the Yulan Festival. You can invite Zhen Yuanzi to attend the meeting. Then I will personally force him to hand over the antidote."

Guanyin went to Wuzhuang Temple again and invited Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi thought, "It's a good opportunity to discuss the compensation of ginseng fruit with the Buddhist sect during this festival." So he readily agreed and took his two disciples to Lingshan three days later.

But when he arrived at Lingshan, Zhen Yuanzi felt that the atmosphere was a bit

No.

"Zhen Yuan Da Xian, the Saint Zhunti invites you to the top of Lingjiu Peak for a chat!"

Zhen Yuanzi arrived at the top of the peak and met Zhunti. After they talked, Zhunti asked for the antidote directly.

"What? You asked me for the antidote?" Zhen Yuanzi widened his eyes and was shocked.

Zhunti sneered: "Zhen Yuanzi, you can hide it from others, but can you hide it from me? Just because Wukong ate all your ginseng fruit, you hold a grudge and wait for an opportunity to retaliate against my Buddhist sect, collude with disciples, and drug the four masters and apprentices, right or not?"

"You are talking nonsense!" Zhen Yuanzi said angrily.

"You... you are so bold, you dare to insult me, what do you think you are a saint?" Zhunti scolded.

Zhen Yuanzi said loudly: "What about the saint? Can the saint be indiscriminate, can the saint slander others, can the saint arbitrarily accuse others?"

Zhunti snorted coldly and asked: "Was the medicine taken out by your little apprentice Mingyue, and then put in the dish by Qingfeng?"

"That's right, but Mingyue was possessed and controlled by someone, and this matter has nothing to do with my Wuzhuang Temple."

Zhunti said: "Okay, you say it has nothing to do with Wuzhuang Temple, then you can show evidence to prove your innocence."

Zhen Yuanzi was so angry. He was obviously wronged, and now he became a suspect. Who can he go to for justice?

He said angrily: "I, Zhen Yuanzi, swear to the Heavenly Dao that if the drug-adding matter has anything to do with my Wuzhuang Temple, I will lose all my cultivation."

The ancestor of the earthly immortals was now forced to swear to the Heavenly Dao. Zhen Yuanzi felt very aggrieved.

"This..." Zhunti was stunned and said, "It's really not you who did it?"

Zhen Yuanzi said angrily, "You can disbelieve my words, but can you not believe in the way of heaven? You wrongly accuse me without knowing the truth, I will remember this."

Zhunti was anxious. As the ancestor of earthly immortals, Zhen Yuanzi had considerable power in the three realms.

If Buddhism wants to flourish, it should not make too many powerful enemies.

He hurriedly said, "Daoyou, don't be upset! It's all my fault. I misunderstood you. I apologize, I apologize!"

"I can't bear the apology from the saint!" Zhen Yuanzi waved his sleeves and left directly.

Looking at Zhen Yuanzi's back as he walked away, Zhunti's face was a little dark.

But then, he realized a serious problem.

If Zhen Yuanzi didn't instruct the drug, then who was the one who drugged it? Who possessed Mingyue and took out the Thousand Days of Sleeping Powder?

Could it be that there was really a mastermind behind the scenes?

Or is it as Zhen Yuanzi guessed, Li Yue is not dead?

"Bodhi got the Chaos Bell and the strange objects, but disappeared and was trapped in Tianzhu Kingdom, and there is also the Huangfengling Mountain God. These things are full of doubts. Now, there is another incident of possession and drugging, and the journey to the West is delayed again."

"Is Li Yue really dead?"

A shadow appeared in Zhunti's heart, lingering.

Chang'an.

Li Yue finally completed the construction of the small world.

He also used the gathering effect of the micro-light formation to make the small world full of spiritual energy, suitable for cultivation.

And around this small world, he set up a space barrier, making the small world very hidden, even if the saint is close, it may not be able to detect it.

"Brother is really good!" Chang'e looked at Li Yue with admiration, her eyes were full of stars.

Li Yue smiled and said, "In the future, you can stay in this small world without worrying about safety."

Next, Li Yue planned to find people with good character and qualifications to enter the small world for cultivation.

"However, I am so tired after working for several months. Let's put it aside and go out for a walk first."

He walked out of the house with Chang'e and came to a restaurant and ordered a table of delicious dishes.

At this time, several young people at the next table attracted his attention.

"Everyone, the court issued an edict today, and the Western Expedition Army set out again to cross the U-Tsang boundary and attack Xiniu Hezhou."

"In just a few years, our Tang Dynasty unified Nanzhanbuzhou, and it seems that Xiniu Hezhou will also be under the command of the Tang Dynasty. This is all the merits of His Majesty Taizong's wisdom and bravery."

"Yes, His Majesty Taizong is too great, and has established unprecedented merits, comparable to the ancient Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors."

Everyone praised Li Shimin, but one person just drank and sneered. This man was dressed in white, with a sword hanging from his waist, his eyes were bright, his bearing was extraordinary, he drank big mouthfuls of wine, and was quite heroic. But he was also a scholar, exuding a strong literary atmosphere.

Li Yue secretly praised, he was a good man who was both civil and military.

This man drank without saying a word, which caused dissatisfaction among others.

"Brother Li, you didn't say a word, but do you have any objections to what we said?"

The young man in white said: "You only know His Majesty Taizong, but you didn't mention the immortal master Li Yue at all. Don't you know that the Tang Dynasty is today, all thanks to the immortal master Li Yue? The immortal master died, and you forgot about him. It's ridiculous, really ridiculous!"

"Yes, the immortal master does not seek fame and fortune. If it weren't for His Majesty Taizong to build a temple for the immortal master and write books to pass on the immortal master's deeds, we wouldn't know that the immortal master has done so much for the human race."

"Although the Immortal Master is gone, how can we forget him?"

"This..." Everyone was speechless.

The young man in white stood up, took a sip of wine, and said: "I am not talented, but I wrote a poem for the Immortal Master. Please listen carefully."

The restaurant suddenly became quiet, and Li Yue also became interested.

"The immortal holds a magic weapon, and the sword shines brightly in the frost and snow. The silver whip shines on the white dragon, and it is as swift as a meteor. Kill a thousand people in one step, and leave no trace for thousands of miles.

After the task is completed, he brushes off his clothes and leaves, hiding his body and name. He drinks at Xinling, takes off his sword and crosses it in front of his knees. He will feed Zhu Hai with roasted meat, and hold the cup to persuade Hou Ying.

Three cups of wine and he makes a promise, and the Five Mountains are nothing. After his eyes are dizzy and his ears are hot, his spirit is born. He swings the golden hammer to save Zhao, and Handan is shocked first.

Two heroes of the ages, glorious in Daliang City. Even if they die, their immortal bones are fragrant, and they are not ashamed of the heroes in the world. Who can write for you, Taixuan Sutra in your old age."

Li Yue stared and said in surprise: "Fuck, Li Bai? The Knight's Song?"

"Wrong, it's the Immortal's Song!"