The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Hezhou Dragon Palace in Xiniu is revered, and the Dragon Temple is the place where Dragon Palace supports the Dragon Palace in the mortal world. It can be said that there are many believers.

There are rumors in the Dragon Temple that there are many accomplished people in the Dragon Temple of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, because Zhenxi Dragon Palace is from Zhenhai Dragon Palace.

The Dragon King lives in Zhenhai Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

How could Hu Xiao not be excited when he heard Xuanzang in front of him say that he was from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?

Hu Xiao's breathing became heavier. He picked up his sleeves and robe and walked into the hall, bowing towards Xuanzang and giving a big salute.

Suddenly receiving such a courtesy from the other party, Xuanzang's expression was full of astonishment.

"Your Excellency, what is this?"

"Please, Master, save my life!"

Hearing this, Xuanzang was immediately startled. He looked at Hu Xiao in surprise and asked, "How do you say this?"

Hu Xiao's face suddenly became miserable, and the previous smile disappeared, and he sighed sadly: "Master, I don't know something. This matter all happened because of the national master of Che Chi Middle School."

"Master, does he know why there is no Dragon Temple in Chechi Kingdom?"

How did Xuanzang know about this kind of thing? He was quite curious in his heart. He just shook his head and said: "I don't know. Could it be related to the national master?"

Hu Xiao nodded, and then continued: "There are three national masters in Chechi Kingdom, all of whom are extremely capable. Back then, even the Western Church came to preach but failed, and they were blocked outside the city, and the Dragon Temple even more I didn’t even come here.”

"It can be considered lucky. Nothing has disturbed the country of Chechi for a hundred years. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is because of the imperial master. There is no shortage of worshipers for the four seasons in the country. But for some reason, this country has not been disturbed for a few years. The master suddenly said that he wanted people to enshrine the Dragon Temple Scripture of the Eastern Tang Dynasty..."

"What...what do they want with this thing?"

Xuanzang's face was full of astonishment, and he obviously didn't expect this to be the case.

"It would be easy to deal with it if I knew it, but I don't know what the national master is going to do. After the king gave the order, the whole country searched for the Dragon Temple Scriptures from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, but they have never been found."

"For several years, the Imperial Master has become impatient to wait, because the merchants from the Imperial College have been walking around Waijin Mountain, so the Imperial Master has his mind set on us, and made it clear that if there is no true scripture, he will let me wait for an old man. It’s hard even for a kid.”

Speaking of this, Hu Xiao's face became even more miserable, and his heart was full of helplessness.

My arms couldn't twist my thighs. If I could, how could I be like this?

After hearing this, Xuanzang finally understood the whole story, but there was still something unclear. After hesitating for a while, he still asked.

"Donor Hu, there is something I don't understand. If you want true scriptures, you can just build a dragon temple. In just one year, someone will naturally come to the temple to teach, and among the scriptures they bring, there must be someone from Dongtu University. Why did you go to such trouble to read the classics of the Tang Dynasty?”

Hu Xiao smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know why. We have found a few copies, but the imperial masters said they were not the Tang Dynasty Scripture, because someone has already been beheaded in public about this matter."

Xuanzang frowned. It was just a scripture, but he actually wanted to kill mortals. Where did this national master come from?

Thinking about this in his mind, Hu Xiao immediately fell to his knees on the ground and said, "Please save me, Master!"

"Get up." Xuanzang looked at Hu Xiao and sighed softly, then turned to look at Yan Yuan.

"Bring me a scripture from the teacher's ceremony."

Yan Yuan nodded, then stood up and walked outside. After a while, he turned back with a scripture in his hand. Looking at the scripture in Yan Yuan's hand, Hu Xiao's expression suddenly brightened.

He kowtowed several times without any hesitation, which shows that this scripture really saved Hu Xiao's life.

Taking the book of scriptures respectfully with both hands, Hu Xiao turned around and called his butler over, only to see that the other person was holding a simple box in his hands.

After Hu Xiao carefully placed the scriptures in the box, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Sun Wukong on the side was stunned when he saw this, his eyes full of doubts.

I couldn't understand why a scripture looked so solemn, but the next second I saw a golden light emitting from the box.

I saw that the golden light was fleeting and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Sun Wukong's eyes suddenly shrank, he looked at Hu Xiao and said, "Where did this box come from?"

Hu Xiao reacted when he saw the box, with an expression of ecstasy on his face, but after hearing this, he still replied: "The imperial master gave it to us, and they said that the box can identify whether it is a genuine scripture. "

Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile on his face: "There are quite a few tricks."

It's just that although Sun Wukong's face is full of smiles, the coldness in his expression is difficult to conceal.

Huang Tianlu, who was on the side, chuckled lightly and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Hu, I have given you these scriptures. Do you want us to meet this so-called national master?"

Hearing this, Hu Xiao was stunned for a moment. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "What do you guys want to do?"

"Of course you know this so-called national master. Killing people at will just for a book of scriptures is not something a human being would do."

Sun Wukong bit the human character very hard, and Xuanzang kept silent. Apparently he felt that this matter must be understood clearly, why a sutra book caused such a big stir.

Hu Xiao felt the murderous intention in Sun Wukong's tone, and his heart skipped a beat. However, after thinking about it, he felt that it was better to follow Sun Wukong's words to avoid unnecessary complications.

Hu Xiao nodded and said, "No problem, I will take a few of them with me when I present the scriptures."

After saying that, he saw Hu Xiao kneeling on the ground again, bowed to Xuanzang, and said, "Thank you, Master, for saving my life."

Xuanzang hurriedly helped the other person up, and he had already prayed countless times in this moment.

…

The next day, Hu Xiao couldn't wait to enter the palace with the scriptures to meet the saint.

The scripture matter has been going on for too long this time. If it continues, I don’t know how many people will die.

If the scriptures are handed in as soon as possible, this matter can be ended as soon as possible. However, when entering the palace, Hu Xiao always feels uneasy.

In the palace at this time, Hu Xiao was holding a box in his hands and kneeling on the ground, shouting loudly: "The common people have come to see the king's master, and the scriptures have been requested!"

In the main hall, a slight cough came from behind the bead curtain, and the king's voice said with a hint of excitement: "Is it really the Dragon Temple Scripture of the Tang Dynasty?"

"It's absolutely true! Your Majesty, please check!"

"National Division!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw an old man in Taoist robes walking out from behind the bead curtain, his eyes slightly narrowed but shining brightly, and he walked towards Hu Xiao.