Should I report to the Saints that Xuanzang might have something fishy going on?
Yang Jian pondered for a while. After much consideration, he decided to investigate the internal reason first. After all, Xuanzang was different from Ge Li, and Yang Jian was not in a situation where his hand was injured that day.
At that moment, the Xuan Body was only giving him a "slight reminder". It was not like last time, when it kept reminding him that his life was in danger …
Perhaps, this Golden Cicada was just a corner of a huge conspiracy. If Yang Jian alerted the enemy too early, he would bury deeper hidden dangers.
Previously, he had schemed against Xuanzang and made him break the Buddhist precept of lust in the hands of the scorpion spirit. It could be considered a small revenge on the Buddhist Sect.
At that moment, when he set off for the South Continent again, Yang Jian wanted to find out more about Xuanzang. He no longer had much resentment in his heart. He purely wanted to figure out what secrets Xuanzang had that were worth the Xuan Body reminding him.
It was a little mysterious to say that the Xuan Body was reminding Yang Jian. It could probably be understood as an instinctive intuition of Yang Jian.
It was extremely sharp and effective.
"Master, I'll go change my clothes."
"We'll leave in an hour. Just go and dress up."
"Hmph, if I really want to dress up, it'll take more than four hours."
Zi Xia giggled and ran away with her skirt. Yang Jian could only shake his head helplessly. He could not help but think of Little Chan 'er.
She had been living peacefully in the Nuwa Palace.
At that moment, he should reduce the opportunities to interact with his little sister, lest those powerful enemies plot against Little Chan. It would be best if he made others think that he did not care about his only sister. That way, Yang Xiaochan would be in less danger.
At that moment, Yang Jian was closely related to the fate of the Primordial World.
Although he had yet to become a Saint, the Invincible Golden Body Technique was already on the verge of becoming a Saint. He could break through the shackles of the Saint realm at any time.
Moreover, his body had long touched the barrier of the Dao realm. After he entered the Saint realm, it would really be a dazzling sublimation. He would become the strongest expert in the Primordial World and take on the role of the Pangu God.
However, Yang Jian did not have much of a chance of winning.
He was still waiting. Even though he knew that the Omnipotent Cultivator could rush out of the North Sea at any time, Yang Jian was still waiting. He was waiting for that ray of inspiration, waiting for that slight change, waiting for himself to understand how the Eight Nine Mysteries could break through the final limit and become a Saint.
Two techniques at the same saint level, one step reaching the pinnacle …
This was a dream, but it was also a chance of survival that they had to fight for. Perhaps, it might even be the only chance of survival they had.
Yang Jian sat there quietly, lost in thought. At this time, he had been unable to comprehend the final realm. In fact, it had something to do with the accumulated pressure in his heart.
All living beings, the Three Realms of the Primordial World, their families and friends …
"Master! I'm fine! "
Zixia turned into a gust of fragrant wind and drifted in. She had changed into a long black dress, which made her look more ethereal. She was less beautiful, but more elegant.
At this moment, she was smiling and bowing forward. Naturally, she was bright and beautiful. If her face was cold, it would also become a beauty that stood aloof from the world.
"Xia 'er is becoming more and more beautiful." Yang Jian stood up and walked around the table and chairs. He set up a white cloud and flew out of the Perfected Lord's Residence with Zi Xia. He hid his figure and left the Southern Heavenly Gate.
Zi Xia was holding a jade flute in her hand, but it looked like a pure decoration. It was an immortal treasure and did not have any power.
She muttered softly, "Master, are we still going to help that monk facilitate his good deed?"
"Yes." Yang Jian nodded calmly. "The Buddhist Sect has schemed against me time and time again. This time, I've found their sore spot. Naturally, I have to beat them up a few more times to vent my anger."
"But, even if the Buddhist Sect has its rules and regulations, it's really unpleasant to let that monk go so easily." Zi Xia pursed her lips and commented somewhat disapprovingly, "For a man like him who treats women's feelings as a tribulation to sharpen himself, how can such a man be worthy of those women's infatuation?"
Yang Jian smiled and said, "The word 'love' is very mysterious."
"In any case, I don't really like this kind of person. If I were to meet a Dao companion that I like in the future, they must be in love with each other. They must be respectful to each other. It'd be best if they have some of Master's elegance, but don't be as greedy as Master."
"You're good, you even dare to make fun of me!"
Yang Jian reprimanded her with a stern face. Zi Xia quickly bowed and apologized. After a while of acting coquettishly, Yang Jian finally regained his smile.
As they spoke, they arrived at Womanland again.
In the Womanland's inn, due to this brother Yu's self-punishment, he had injured his back. They would not be able to travel for at least ten days to half a month.
On the other hand, Tian Peng was happy to look at the beauties here. Every day, there would be countless citizens of Womanland coming to look at the rare 'man' around the inn. Moreover, rumors about the Monarch and the Tang Dynasty's eminent monk were spreading in the city. Many people wanted to see the face of the young monk that the Monarch admired.
Trapped in the Womanland's fragrance, unable to be guided.
Sun Wukong was so bored that he spaced out on the beam every day. On the other hand, Tian Peng happily interacted with the beauties that he could find everywhere. They would touch each other's hands and exchange glances. It was considered harmless.
Only Monk Sha took care of Xuan Zang with all his heart. Every day, he served tea and changed medicine for Master.
The Journey to the West scene was actually quite difficult. The difficulty was how to make Xuan Zang believe that he was really going through all kinds of tribulations that were near death …
Fortunately, Xuan Zang was just a mortal and did not have any combat strength. His mortal eyes were often deceived by demons and ghosts. It was really difficult for him to travel to this place.
Like this time when he punished himself and injured himself, the three disciples could make him immediately get off the bed with a breath of immortal Qi. However, they were unable to do so and could only wait for Xuan Zang to recover on his own.
The reason was the same as how they had to walk step by step to reach Spirited Mountain. They could not fly there directly.
"Master, master!" Tian Peng ran in from outside with a red face. He knocked open the wooden door and held a small brocade box in his hand. "The Monarch of Womanland sent someone to send medicine for injuries. Master, do you want to try it?"
"Ba Jie, send the medicine back."
Xuan Zang said in a low voice. Then, he let out a long sigh. He lay there and moved his head to face the wall.
Tian Peng immediately shook his head and sighed. He said a few words of pity. "The Monarch of Womanland is quite good. Master, this is just medicine for injuries. It's not like it's a love letter or a handkerchief. Since we've accepted it, it's fine."
"Ba Jie!" Xuan Zang shouted anxiously. He could not help but pull at the wound on his back. It was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "If Master says to return it, then return it!"
"Sigh, alright." Tian Peng grumbled a few times. He carried the brocade box and walked out of the house.
Suddenly, a poem was recited outside the house. "Since ancient times, passionate love has been left with regrets. The fallen flowers yearn for love, but the heartless water flows away in a hurry. What a pity, what a pity."
Goku immediately smiled and squinted his eyes. Sha Wujing was also full of smiles. He took the freshly brewed medicine and handed it to Xuan Zang's mouth.
After Tian Peng returned the medicine, he wandered outside until sunset. When a group of female guards brought a sumptuous dinner, Tian Peng hurried back with a big belly.
Lights were lit everywhere in the guesthouse. The scenery was quite unique. The four of them ate some dishes cooked by the imperial chef. It was considered delicious in the human world.
After dinner, it was naturally time to sleep. However, Tian Peng looked at the empty plate in front of him and asked in a low voice, "Brother Monkey, Wujing, are you full?"
Goku snorted and said calmly, "If I, Old Sun, open my stomach, a mountain is not enough to eat."
"I …" Sha Wujing was just about to say that he was full when he felt someone kick him. Tian Peng blinked at Sha Wujing.
Sha Wujing scratched his head and asked in confusion, "Second Senior Brother, should I be full or not?"
At the side, Xuan Zang pushed the untouched dishes to the bedside and said in a low voice, "Bajie, I don't feel hungry. Just eat these."
"Hey, Master, how can you get better faster if you don't eat?" Tian Peng chuckled. "There's a kitchen in this relay station. We'll go find something to eat first. Master, if you need anything, just call us. We'll be able to hear you from hundreds of miles away!"
Before Xuanzang could stop him, Tian Peng had already dragged Sha Wujing out of the room. His movement was so fast that it did not match his body size at all.
Goku naturally knew what Tian Peng was going to do. He was just watching the show. He was very considerate as he took the empty plates and threw them into the kitchen in the backyard. Then, he walked out of the room with his hands behind his back.
As soon as the three disciples left, a ray of moonlight shone through the door. Looking closely, it was a beautiful woman with fair skin. She was dressed in a colorful dress and was walking leisurely in the moonlight.
"Brother Yu, are your injuries better?"
Xuan Zang's fingers sighed softly. Then, he turned his head and started chanting Buddhist scriptures.
The monarch of Womanland walked to the side of the bed. She lifted the blanket and looked at the numerous scars. Her fingers could not help but tremble.
"Why did you do this? I already know that the Imperial Preceptor forced you … Brother Yu, I will not despise you. Don't hurt yourself like this … "
Xuan Zang closed his eyes but he knew how to move.
"Let me help you apply the medicine first."
The monarch of Womanland said softly. She picked up the small brocade box that she carried with her and crushed the medicine inside. Then, she used her little finger to pick the medicine and applied it on the scars on Xuan Zang's back.
If Xuan Zang was a little smarter, he would have noticed that something was wrong.
The monarch of Womanland was just a mortal. How could she know that Guanyin Bodhisattva was dealing with the scorpion spirit?
Moreover, the medicine that the monarch of Womanland used was a little too mystical. It was as if the monarch of Womanland had just brushed past it and the scars immediately disappeared.
At the same time when the scars disappeared, a nameless fire qi started to surge in Xuan Zang's body. The scenes of him tangling with the scorpion spirit appeared before his eyes. The state of mind of a Buddhist was actually so fragile …
The consulate of Womanland was quietly covered by Xuanqi. The Merit Supervisor and Liuding Liujia who were on duty in the sky immediately noticed the abnormality. They only saw the monarch of Womanland entering Xuan Zang's bedroom but not long later, they lost sight of the scene inside …
Divine sense was actually isolated!
The one who entered Xuan Zang's room was naturally the real monarch of Womanland. However, she was the monarch of Womanland who had been secretly 'explained' by Yang Jian. She was the monarch of Womanland who fell in love with her Brother Yu even more.
As for the immortal pill used for healing, it was casually absorbed by Yang Jian into an evil aura.
The effect wasn't long and could probably last for four to six hours.
Rumble!
Thunder suddenly sounded above their heads. However, no matter how loud the thunder was, it couldn't disturb the two people who were deeply in love with each other.
Yang Jian stood on the roof of the consulate while Zixia was counting the stars in boredom. Yang Jian, on the other hand, had a solemn expression as he observed the scene below.
Of course, he wasn't peeking at other people's matters. He didn't lack a wife.
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