Plane Development Plan

Tianzhu is also considered a large country in the west. Although there are hundreds of kingdoms of different sizes around it, Tianzhu is relatively large, so the palace here is also relatively large. In the huge square outside the main hall, groups of people are walking Soldiers with big beards walked back and forth with strange steps. Xiao Jiang and others followed the official to the palace hall. Although Tang Monk changed his cassock, he held the child without hesitation. Even Sha Wujing, who was almost tall, He was as tall as the sand.

Xiao Jiang was very satisfied with their performance, which showed that although Tang Seng was still determined to complete the mission of obtaining scriptures, he no longer trusted Lingshan Western Sect in his heart.

Everyone should be able to imagine the final effect of a monk who does not trust Buddhism after obtaining the true scriptures. That is, when teaching the Dharma, he will never follow the explanations in the scriptures. He will definitely operate according to his own understanding. As for rejecting the idea of ​​teaching the Dharma, There is no such thing as Tang Seng. Someone as smart as him understands some special things.

Among the big spots, a bearded old man with three kilograms of white cloth wrapped around his head sat upright. A two-pound ruby ​​​​glittered on his turban. of various gemstone rings.

He was dressed like a rich man, but he was the king here. Everyone stopped and waited for the official to finish his introduction. Only then did Tang Monk put down Chen Yu, folded his hands and saluted:

"The poor monk Tang Sanzang, under the order of His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the East, went to Lingshan to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. He passed by the treasure place. Originally he was just to change the scriptures, but he was summoned by His Majesty the King. It was a good thing for the poor monk."

The king on the throne nodded slightly and smiled:

"I've heard for a long time that the people of the Tang Dynasty in the East were honest, civilized, Confucian, and martial artists were outstanding, and I saw that the divine monk and his entourage in white were handsome and handsome. How come the Tang Dynasty still has this monkey-faced, pig-headed, and painted-faced monster?"

Tang Seng looked back. Xiao Jiang had a funny look on his face, Zhu Ganghei had no expression, and Sha Wujing pretended not to know anything. The three of them didn't look angry at all. This made Tang Seng secretly relieved. If any of them got angry, The country of Tianzhu will probably have to wait for their group of uglier gods to come out, and they may not be able to resolve the matter.

Tang Monk smiled and said to the king:

"Your Majesty is wrong. You don't know the identities of Protector Sun and my two disciples. Protector Sun is the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, who is famous among the Three Realms and Six Paths. My second disciple Zhu Wuneng was once Marshal Tianpeng of the Tianhe Navy. The third disciple also works as a curtain roller in the heaven.

Although they look strange, their abilities are not bad. Although I don’t know anything about this god, I have heard that gods such as Shiva, Vishnu, Shakti, and Brahma also have strange looks, and they are just the masters of this small world in the west. , how can it be compared with the heaven that governs the entire three realms, so for them, according to what we in the East say, people cannot be judged by their appearance, and the sea cannot be measured. If they are indeed somewhat unsatisfactory in terms of appearance, but in terms of ability, there are monsters and monsters along the way. There are so many things we can prove even here. "

Tang Seng would have been extremely polite before, but now he speaks sharply. This is human nature. The king was stunned for a moment and looked at Xiao Jiang and others curiously. Although they believed in Lord Shiva, they had never seen God. Now I heard that Sun Wukong and others were just like their gods. He couldn't help but doubt in his heart and said:

"Really? A group of gods escorted you to Lingshan. Is this the majesty of the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"

Before Tang Monk could answer, Xiao Jiang smiled directly and said:

"If your Majesty doesn't believe it, we can give it a try. Your palace is not small. I will help you move it to the desert thousands of miles away. Everyone will know after taking a look."

As he spoke, everyone in the hall felt their eyes flicker. Just when the king was wondering what Xiao Jiang was planning to do, there was a burst of exclamation from outside the hall, and a bright sunlight shone into the hall. The king suddenly stood up and shouted:

"what happened?"

A general ran in from outside the hall and shouted:

"Something bad has happened. Something bad has happened, Your Majesty. There is desert outside the palace, and the direction has also changed."

The king's expression changed and he stood up and walked out of the palace with several ministers. Outside the gate, there were endless undulating sand dunes. Under the sun, the strong wind blew up the sand and dust and kept hitting the wall. The king stared in front of him in confusion. The sand blown up by the wind hit him.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong..."

Bursts of camel bells came from behind the dunes. The king looked back at the crowd and shouted to the soldiers:

"Go and bring the people over there. I want to ask where this place is."

A group of soldiers quickly ran towards the sand dunes. After a while, several people wearing robes and turbans and headbands and a camel team were brought over. The king stared at the leader of the man in black robes and asked:

"where is this place?"

The man in black robe said:

"This is Dashi. We are an Arab caravan. Who are you? Why did a palace suddenly appear here?"

The King of Tianzhu knew about the Dashi Kingdom, Persia and other countries, but they were thousands of miles away from the sea. His face twitched, he turned around and saluted Xiao Jiang and said:

"Don't blame God, I hope God will send us back."

With a flick of Xiao Jiang's finger, the royal palace in the desert disappeared. The people in the caravan were stunned for a while, and the legend of the desert palace was slowly spread among them.

"Your Majesty, the disappearance of the palace just now has caused panic among the people outside. The ministers are trying to appease the people."

The king, who had already sat back on the throne, had already prepared seats for Xiao Jiang and others. He heard a bearded general report and said with a smile:

"There is no need to worry about these small things. The Tang Dynasty's divine monks are coming today. I will entertain them and tell the ministers to have a banquet in the back garden."

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"Princess, are you really going to look for the prince-in-law? But he must have disappeared suddenly. How can you find him?"

In a large room behind the palace, Princess Aishwarya was packing her luggage. A maid next to her was holding a portrait to persuade her. The princess put the package on her back and held a scimitar on her back and said:

"The prince-in-law I have chosen, even if he runs to the end of the world, I have to find him. You don't need to persuade me, I have already made up my mind."

The maid helplessly followed Aishwarya and walked out. When she arrived at the garden, she saw a large group of people in the garden. The princess frowned and was about to avoid it when a sound of children chasing each other came from the bushes nearby. A little boy rushed out of the bush but accidentally stepped on a vine and rushed forward. Aishwarya hurriedly supported the boy.

"Uncle Junior, are you okay?"

The green face startled Aishwarya. It turned out that these two people were Chen Yu and Sha Wu. The children were playing hide and seek in the garden. With Xiao Jiang in the background, no one would say that they were unruly.

"Hey, Monkey King..."

Chen Yu suddenly pointed at the portrait in the maid's hand and shouted. Xiao Jiang, who was munching on fruit, suddenly felt his ears heat up. He glanced over and couldn't help but scream inwardly that something was wrong.

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