The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Chang'an, Dragon Temple

The world-famous Xuanzang was standing very quietly outside the quiet room with an expression on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, the double doors of the quiet room were closed tightly, with no intention of opening them at all.

The disciple standing outside the door quietly raised his head and glanced at Xuanzang, feeling a little curious in his heart.

Rumor has it that this person is a respected disciple of his master. Although he is the third disciple, he has obtained the true inheritance of his master. Some time ago, he even alarmed the Immortal of the Dragon Temple.

With such a legendary figure standing in front of him, it was somewhat stressful.

Xuanzang had been standing at the door for three hours. It was already scorching hot and a normal person would have fainted to the ground at this time.

But at this time, Xuanzang's expression remained unchanged at all.

Xuanzang knew that this was not his master punishing him, but a test of himself.

The road to the west is full of difficulties and dangers, and the immortal has warned that there may be many monsters blocking the way. Those who are not strong-minded may have all their merits destroyed and die on the way.

If you can't stand the little sun, you may not be able to bear the disasters along the way.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a slight cough in the quiet room. The disciple standing at the door suddenly woke up and looked at the sky and couldn't help but click his tongue.

It's hard to imagine that the sun is almost setting at this moment.

He took a step forward, bowed to Xuanzang, and then said, "Master, your honor has allowed you to come in."

Xuanzang, who had a normal expression, bowed and then walked slowly towards the quiet room.

In the quiet room at this time, Xuanzang had just walked in, and Fatian's eyes fell on Xuanzang, his eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised to reveal a smile.

As his most proud disciple, Xuanzang can be said to have obtained all his true inheritance. Now that the calamity is about to begin, it can be regarded as Xuanzang's calamity.

But after all, it was the Dragon King who made the decision, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

This is destiny!

Looking at Xuanzang quietly, Fatian said: "Master has heard about the Luoyang Water and Land Conference. Venerable Cihang has already issued a decree, and this westward journey will fall on you."

"Disciple understands." Xuanzang said respectfully.

"You don't have to worry about Emperor Tang. My master has already made it clear that when you go west to Angelica, you will be the guard of Chang'an Dragon Temple in the future."

"Remember, this scripture is the key to suppressing the destiny of Nanzhan Continent. It must not be treated lightly. It is related to hundreds of millions of living beings in Nanzhan Continent. You should know how heavy this burden is."

Hearing this, Xuanzang suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He quickly lowered his head and said solemnly: "Disciple understands!"

Seeing that Master was not speaking, Fatian hesitated for a moment and asked, "Master's body..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Fatian chuckle, and then said: "Life and death are determined by fate. Even a teacher cannot escape the suffering of the six paths of reincarnation, so don't worry."

With a hint of freedom and ease in his face, Fatian slowly said: "Since the previous dynasty, I have been practicing as a teacher in the world. As of your journey to the west, your merits have been completed. You will definitely return to your place after death. Maybe you and I will be here in town. We can still meet at Xilong Palace.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Zang's expression suddenly changed, and a trace of panic flashed across his expression.

I can say that I have been with my master since I was a child. I call them masters, but they are more like relatives. When I heard these words, I always felt that something was not right. This was the rhythm of the funeral arrangements! ?

His face changed slightly, Xuanzang knelt on the ground and moved forward, coming to Fatian's side. When he stretched out his hand, he found that his hand was blocked by a white light.

Xuanzang was stunned by the sudden appearance of white light, with an anxious look on his face.

"Master!"

With a faint smile on Fatian's face, he waved his hand and said: "The end of my career as master is approaching, and I have been delaying it as much as possible just to see you. Now that Master's wish has been fulfilled, I no longer have any worries. You should take care of yourself in the future and don’t let the reputation of my Dragon Temple fall.”

Hearing this, Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly tried to get closer to Fatian, but was blocked by the white light.

In an instant, the white light like a barrier suddenly spread out, pushing Xuanzang backwards, completely separating Xuanzang from himself.

With a kind look on his face, Fatian slowly said: "Life and death have to be separated eventually, so don't disturb your mind. Today you are able to stand alone in the Dragon Temple. I am gratified for the teacher. I will see you again at the West Dragon Palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a white flame suddenly igniting around Fa Tian, ​​accompanied by bursts of dragon roars.

The white flames swallowed up the Fatian in an instant, but there was no burning sensation at all.

In the flames, the dragon's roar became louder and louder. Xuanzang's eyes were filled with tears. At this time, he looked at the white flames vaguely, and was horrified to find that a dragon shadow actually appeared in the flames.

"Roar!"

A dragon roar came out, the sound was extremely loud, and it spread throughout Chang'an City in an instant.

The roar of the dragon resounded throughout the world, causing the entire city of Chang'an to fall into silence.

In the Daming Palace, Li Shimin was slightly startled when he heard the dragon's roar. Then he threw down the memorial in his hand, walked out of the palace quickly, and looked in the direction of the sound, his eyes full of horror.

"This is!?"

Seeing this, the chamberlain on the side quickly bowed and responded: "Your Majesty, that is the direction of the Dragon Temple."

"The dragon's roar echoed throughout the world, could something have happened?" Li Shimin's heart sank, and a bad premonition came to his mind.

The next second, they saw a loud noise coming from the direction of the dragon temple, followed by a pillar of light rising into the sky.

A white beam of light instantly appeared in Chang'an City, almost covering the entire Dragon Temple.

At this time, in the sky above Chang'an City, who knows where in the sky, the light pillar suddenly stopped, and then the white light was seen creating ripples in the sky like pebbles falling into water.

A huge figure appeared in the sky, and Li Shimin trembled when he saw it.

"The dragon is the white dragon!"

The people in Chang'an City looked towards the sky one after another, their eyes full of horror, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

In the sky, a huge white dragon emerged from the white light pillar, straddling the sky above Chang'an City.

A pair of dragon eyes slowly opened, and the light blue dragon eyes scanned every corner of Chang'an City, and finally landed in the direction of the Daming Palace.

Although the distance was extremely far, Li Shimin felt a familiar feeling at this moment. When his eyes met with Bai Long, Li Shimin even felt a trace of nostalgia.

In an instant, a thought suddenly came to Li Shimin's mind. Li Shimin, who was full of horror, looked at the white dragon over Chang'an City, and his body trembled slightly.

"Master Fa, Fa Tian!?"

As the voice fell, I saw the huge body of the white dragon crossing the sky swinging, and countless white lights lit up in the sky, covering the entire Chang'an like stars.

Along with a dragon roar that resounded throughout the world, the white dragon completely disappeared into the sky.