The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

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"I heard that it's not the nobles in the palace who are sick at all, but the king!"

After listening to a sentence with his ears bent, Sun Wukong was stunned, obviously he did not expect such a thing.

But then, Sun Wukong became a little confused. What was the reason for the palace to conceal the king's illness?

Full of doubts in his heart, Sun Wukong planned to listen carefully to what the two people at the next table were going to say.

I saw two people at the next table whispering, and one of them looked surprised.

"How did you know?"

Seeing that his friend was interested and asked, another person said proudly: "I have a relative in my family who is acquainted with the imperial physician in the palace. I heard that because of the king's illness, the imperial physician has been in trouble, but the imperial physician has no choice but to Looking for famous folk doctors.”

After hearing this, the friend suddenly realized, but he became slightly interested in the king's illness.

"What disease does the king have?"

The man who was well-informed before shook his head and said, "I don't know. If you know how the imperial doctor can't cure the king?"

The man thought about it and didn't ask any more questions.

After hearing this, Sun Wukong had a look of hesitation on his face.

The customs clearance document must have the king's seal. The king is seriously ill now, and they are afraid that this will delay them a lot of time.

Xuanzang, who was eating, saw Sun Wukong like this and couldn't help but feel a little confused. Then he looked at Sun Wukong and said, "Wukong, what happened?"

Sun Wukong did not hide anything and told what he had just heard. Xuan Zang also frowned instantly.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "Although I have read the scriptures extensively as a teacher, I have not learned the method of treating diseases and saving people. If the king is seriously ill and cannot afford it, I am afraid it will be really troublesome."

Having said this, Xuanzang glanced at everyone, and then said: "Which one of you three can do anything?"

Yan Yuan, Huang Tianlu, and even Bai Ling'er shook their heads, saying that they had no choice at all.

Cure? They are better at taking medicine.

Looking at the reactions of several people, Xuanzang didn't know what to say for a moment. At this moment, Sun Wukong pondered for a moment and said: "If it is a mortal symptom, we can use other methods to look at it."

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong's eyes became brighter and brighter, and then he clapped his hands suddenly and said: "Yes! Tomorrow we will enter the palace for treatment!"

Hearing this, Yan Yuan and Huang Tianlu looked at Sun Wukong with doubts, while Xuanzang frowned and looked at Sun Wukong with some worry.

As for Bai Ling'er on the side, she was already looking at her senior brother with gleaming eyes.

Seeing the different expressions on everyone's face, Sun Wukong smiled slightly and did not explain. He just said: "Don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility. I have cured this disease!"

After the Sun Wukong finished speaking, he returned to the room happily. When Xuanzang saw this, he knew that he could not stop him. He could only hope that the Sun Wukong would not get into trouble.

Early the next morning, Sun Wukong came to the city gate early and took off the imperial list. The soldiers around him were stunned for a moment, and then some ran towards the officials to report the matter.

After a while, I saw an official running over in a panic. He just glanced at Sun Wukong and was shocked.

But after thinking about it, he still stepped forward tremblingly and said: 'May I ask...what do you call your Excellency? ’

Sun Wukong smiled slightly, and then said: "I am a member of the Dragon Temple from the Eastern Tang Dynasty."

When he heard Sun Wukong's identity, the official was immediately shocked. Then he bowed respectfully and said, 'It turns out he is an expert! ’

After looking at the other party, Sun Wukong said: "In that case, I will enter the palace with my master and others."

The official nodded hurriedly, thinking, this expert from the Eastern Tang Dynasty should have a way to cure the king's illness, right?

After a while, the officials brought Xuanzang and others into the palace.

In the palace at this time, gauze surrounded the bed. As soon as Xuanzang and others entered, they smelled a strong smell of medicine, and coughs could be heard from time to time on the bed.

Listening to the violent coughing, even Xuan Zang and others felt that their throats were a little uncomfortable.

"Cough~cough, who's here?"

A feeble voice sounded, and the official who brought Xuanzang into the palace hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on the ground.

"Reporting to your Majesty, the person who treated you is said to be from the Eastern Tang Dynasty."

Hearing this, the curtain was gently lifted open. Sun Wukong's eyes shrank when he looked at it with dry fingers, and then he saw half of his pale and thin face exposed.

Then he saw the king lying on the bed, breathing heavily and said: "Since he is an expert from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, let's give it a try."

Xuanzang frowned and looked at Sun Wukong beside him, who then stood up.

"May I ask, sir, if you have any gold thread?"

Upon hearing this, the official was stunned for a moment, obviously not knowing what Sun Wukong was going to do.

Seeing the confused look on the other party's face, Sun Wukong finally said: "I want the golden thread because this golden immortal can diagnose the pulse."

Looking at Sun Wukong with some surprise, the official was just stunned for a moment, then nodded sharply and said: "Yes! I'll get someone to prepare it right now!"

After a while, I saw the official delivering Jinxian on a tray.

After tying the golden thread to the king's wrist, Sun Wukong began to pretend to diagnose the pulse, but the essence had already left the body.

Seeing Senior Brother's actions, Yan Yuan and others smiled inwardly, and after looking at each other, they almost couldn't help laughing.

Sun Wukong doesn't know how to diagnose pulse, but a person's life and death will be recorded in the underworld, and he only needs to check it for a moment.

The essence left the body and entered the netherworld, and Sun Wukong reached the first level of the underworld without stopping at all.

"Fu Jun! Fu Jun!"

Sun Wukong's voice suddenly sounded in the bright hall, and Lord Qin Guangfu raised his head and looked at the approaching Sun Wukong with a puzzled look.

"Why is Elder Sun in such a hurry?"

I saw Sun Wukong speaking directly: "Do you have the life and death record of the king of Zhuzi Kingdom?"

After hearing this, Mr. Qin Guangfu thought for a moment, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, you want..."

When Sun Wukong heard the words, he immediately waved his hand and said, "Bring it quickly, I need it urgently!" ’

Lord Qin Guangfu frowned and said, "People are immortal, what do you want with this thing?"

"Of course it's to treat illnesses and save lives. Can you bear the delay of delaying the important event of traveling westward?"

Hearing that Sun Wukong was so familiar with lotus root, the corner of Qin Guangfu's mouth twitched. He didn't know whether it would delay him, but he knew that if he didn't give it, he would be in some trouble.

In desperation, Lord Qin Guangfu waved his hand and said to the judge: "Go and get the book of life and death of the king of Zhuzi Kingdom!"