The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Seeing the master's figure disappear again in a flash, Sun Wukong and others were shocked. After looking at each other, they realized that they had no way to stop this.

"I hope nothing happens." After Sun Wukong whispered, he planned to take a look at the situation.

This time it was no longer Wuzhangyuan. After Xuanzang gained a foothold, he found himself on an official road.

Looking around, there are all the refugees above the official road. Everyone is naked and looks sallow and thin. It is obvious that they have suffered some kind of disaster.

Just as Xuanzang frowned and watched all this, he noticed a cloud of smoke and dust rising in the distance.

Looking closely, he found a group of cavalry in armor.

I saw that the cavalryman didn't care about the people on the official road at all, and rode forward, and screams suddenly broke out.

Xuanzang frowned, but he knew that he could do nothing but watch all this.

At this moment, among the refugees, a young man dressed as a scholar stood up and opened his arms to block the cavalry.

Seeing that the cavalry was about to hit him, he did not slow down at all. The next second, the horse under the cavalry suddenly bent its knees and fell to the ground instantly.

The soldier on horseback rolled down to the ground. After a slight pause, the soldier pulled out the long knife from his waist and walked towards the scholar fiercely.

"Do you want to die!?"

The scholar looked at the soldiers angrily and said angrily: "Wars have been going on for years and the people are already miserable. Instead of being unable to stop the barbarian invasion, your frontier army has the ability to commit crimes here!?"

The soldier was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Then what can you do?"

"Grandpas have spent too much time licking blood from their swords. Today, we have military matters to attend to. If you stop me here, you will delay the military plane. Do you know how to write the word "death"?

The scholar sighed softly and took off the bamboo hat on his head. Xuanzang was stunned when he saw this. He still looked exactly like himself.

"Since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, all the northern lands have been lost. Not to mention the clothes and clothes to cross the south, even the people have become stupid..."

The sergeant frowned, obviously dissatisfied with what the scholar said about him, but seeing that the clothes on the other man's body must not be that of ordinary people, he hesitated for a moment.

I saw the scholar looking at the north from a distance, sighing softly and saying: "Don't rush forward, the city will be destroyed, and I will have no chance to return from the south to the north..."

The sergeant's face changed drastically, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He grabbed the scholar to him and said in a cold voice: "The garrison of the pass is a hundred thousand strong. How could you destroy it with just one word?"

"When we just left, the army was already in the breaching water. An army of 100,000? It didn't last even a day."

The sergeant had a look of disbelief on his face when he heard this, and after a long time he took a step back in confusion.

"How can it be!?"

"That's the only chance for the army to counterattack, an army of 100,000 people!"

"The Southern Dynasty has no fighting spirit. After moving south, is there anyone in the country who wants to return to the north?" The scholar smiled bitterly, "My tribe has always stayed in the stalemate between the north and the south, just to follow the ancestral precepts. I will return to the Northland if I die."

"After I retreat today, I no longer have the face to face the spirits of my ancestors in heaven."

"The fall of the Northland to this point is really our fault!"

"No! Even if we lose ground, we have to try again. The pass is heavier than the sky!"

The sergeant roared angrily, got on his horse and planned to take a look at the pass. He was about to ride his horse towards the pass, but found that he was blocked by the scholar.

"Do you want to die?" After saying something in a cold voice, the sergeant looked at the scholar with a livid face.

"If the sergeant wants to leave, take me with you. Although I'm not very skilled in martial arts, I have no intention of retreating. Even if I die in battle, it's worth it."

Hearing this, the sergeant's eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "In that case, let me go with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scholar's eyes lit up and he led a horse over. Then he got on the horse, held a long sword and followed the pair of sergeants towards the pass.

The scene turned, and Xuan Zang appeared on the bridge again. Looking back on the previous scene, Xuan Zang knew whether those people were back.

Naturally, I knew the issue of the Southern and Northern Dynasties. The Northland had been occupied for hundreds of years, which was a catastrophe.

At this time, Xuanzang knew that what he saw was probably his previous life.

I smiled bitterly in my heart. There is no better feeling for my family and country than this. Although I am one of thousands of people who have sacrificed their lives and shed their blood, I have fulfilled my responsibilities at least.

It is much better than those who are hiding in the south and lingering, mourning spring and autumn.

Thinking of this, Xuanzang found that he had reached the center of the bridge. After hesitating for a moment, he took another step.

As soon as the scene turned, Xuanzang found that the environment around him had indeed changed.

I saw that I was in a small courtyard at this time, and there were screams of pain coming from the house. Xuanzang was slightly stunned, and felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar.

While Xuanzang was thinking, he suddenly heard a loud cry of a child, and a sturdy woman ran out of the house, her face full of excitement.

"Give birth! Give birth! It's a young master!"

In an instant, Xuanzang was shocked. He was actually in his childhood home!

Thinking of this, Xuanzang raised his head towards the sky and saw the faint golden light floating in the sky. It was exactly as his mother told him at the beginning. He was indeed born with a vision.

At this time, the people in the courtyard seemed to be aware of the vision in the sky, and they all knelt on the ground to worship.

His body froze, Xuanzang smiled bitterly, he really didn't know what to say.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding environment changed, disappearing as quickly as it was flowing rapidly, and switched to another scene.

Just when Xuanzang was wondering, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Looking in the direction from which the sound came, Xuanzang saw the familiar figure from behind, and his heart suddenly became excited.

"Master!"

After shouting, Xuanzang remembered that there was nothing he could do to make people notice him now.

Since his master passed away, he has never seen his master again.

I saw the master holding a child in his hand. The child's blank look was none other than the young Xuanzang.

There was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, and Xuanzang just wanted to take a good look at his master.

"From today onwards, you will have your own dharma title, Xuanzang. You are my disciple, do you understand?"

"I understand, mother, let me follow my master and practice well!"

"Haha, how lucky you are to have such a great disciple as your teacher?"

"Master, Master! People in the world say you are a land god. Are you really a god? Are you the kind of immortal god?"

Hearing this, Fatian smiled slightly and said, "What kind of immortality is there in this world? Even a teacher will die."

Xuanzang, who looked innocent, asked: "Then where will Master go after he passes away?"

Fatian was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said, "If you are lucky enough to enter Zhenxi Dragon Palace, you will be able to meet Master."