Chapter 467: Xuanzang overcomes the emotional barrier, it is lonely at the top
When Xuanzang woke up again , he found himself lying on the bed. His injuries had miraculously healed. The soft brocade covered his body, which was very comfortable.
I... wasn't burned to death?
Xuanzang sat up and saw a figure by the window. He was wearing white clothes as white as snow, with black hair combed into a bun, and was flipping through an ancient book in the mottled sunlight.
"You finally woke up. Fortunately, you only suffered superficial injuries and no fundamental damage, otherwise Master Sanle would have come to kill me."
The handsome Taoist in white closed the ancient book in his hand, and the two big words "Ziwei" could be vaguely seen. He looked at Xuanzang with a warm gaze and a concerned voice.
“Brother!”
Xuanzang's eyes showed joy, and he said with a simple smile: "Thank you, brother, for saving me!"
"Woof woof, little monk, you are really lucky. When that monkey brought you here, you were almost dead. Thanks to the elixir that the master fed you and used his great magical powers to restore your vitality and repair your body. Otherwise, even if you survived, you would have become a cripple!"
A small black dog jumped down from the roof beam, landed on its face, but stood up and wagged its tail nonchalantly and said to Xuanzang.
"Roaring Sky!"
Xuanzang seemed very happy to see his old friend, and his eyes were full of gratitude when he looked at Li Daoxuan.
His elder brother saved his life again, and he could never repay what he owed to his elder brother.
"By the way , big brother, have you seen where Xiaotang is? He's a slender water monkey..."
Xuanzang looked around and found that there was no sign of Xiaotang. A trace of anxiety suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Li Daoxuan showed a hint of amusement and deliberately teased: "You are talking about that water monkey, Wang Bo killed it easily."
Boom!
It was like a bolt from the blue, and Xuanzang was stunned and couldn't believe it.
Seeing Xuanzang caring so much about Xiaotang, Li Daoxuan's eyes flashed with a smile, and he said: "I'm kidding you, Xiaotang is not dead. I have healed its wounds. It should be here soon, and maybe it will give you a surprise."
Hearing this, Xuanzang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"By the way, big brother...Uncle Kongji...how is he?"
Although Kong Ji was aggressive and wanted to kill him, the kind-hearted Xuanzang still didn't want anything to happen to him.
He was even more worried that his elder brother would vent his anger on Daxingshan Temple because of his own affairs.
When he heard the name Kong Ji, the smile on Li Daoxuan's face gradually disappeared, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and finally he returned to calm.
He said calmly: "Don't worry, this matter is over and will not be pursued any further."
Xuanzang immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, brother!"
Li Daoxuan waved his long sleeves, and two treasures with Buddha's light fell into Xuanzang's hands, one was a purple gold bowl, and the other was a brocade cassock.
"Take good care of them and don't throw them away easily."
Xuanzang touched the two magic weapons and felt a sense of joy as if he had recovered what he had lost.
Suddenly, he found something wrong. Why was the bottom of the purple gold bowl a little wet? Looking down, he saw bloodstains!
"Brother, this is..."
The Buddhist treasures were stained with blood, and Xuanzang was a little at a loss.
Li Daoxuan glanced at him and said calmly: "Your injuries are too severe, so it may be accidentally stained with your blood."
Xuanzang nodded, but for some reason, he always felt something was wrong. He wanted to ask more questions, but he heard his eldest brother's voice again.
"Xuanzang, while you were unconscious, I took two drops of your blood. They will be useful to the Tang Dynasty. I will not let you suffer any loss. Just tell me what you want, whether it is a technique, elixir, magic weapon, or magical power, you can choose whatever you want."
That day, Li Daoxuan used "Purple Star Astrology" to deduce the whereabouts of the other two types of blood in the Four Saints Formation, and discovered that one of them was actually on his sworn brother Xuanzang.
While Xuanzang was injured and unconscious, he used his divine eye to carefully observe his blood and found that it contained both the gentle and peaceful power of Buddha and the extremely brutal and cruel power of killing. However, it was hidden very deeply, and if he did not have the divine eye, he would probably not have been able to discover it.
At this time, Li Daoxuan finally understood why Master Sanle was reluctant to let Xuanzang start practicing.
Because Xuanzang is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi. Although Jin Chanzi is the second disciple of Buddha, his follower is the six-winged golden cicada, a famous ancient ferocious beast, who was only forcibly subdued by Buddha.
Jin Chanzi was ferocious by nature, and even after being subdued by the Buddha, he was not honest. He questioned Buddhism and provoked the Buddha many times in public, so that he was sent down to the mortal world by the Buddha, and reincarnated ten times, finally becoming Xuanzang.
The reincarnation of gods and goddesses will not lose their innate power, but it will be hidden deep in their blood, waiting for the day of awakening and the return of the gods.
Master Sanle should have seen through Xuanzang's background, so he did not teach him to practice directly, but let him understand Buddhism first and cultivate a compassionate heart, otherwise he would be easily controlled by the power in his blood in the future.
"Brother, I don't want anything. I just want you to stop taking your anger out on Daxingshan Temple. And the abbot, he's actually a very good person and he's very nice to me."
Li Daoxuan was slightly startled, then nodded and said, "In that case, you should have a good rest."
As he said this, he glanced outside the door and smiled playfully.
"Your little candy is coming, enjoy it, and I won't bother you anymore."
Xuanzang was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why his elder brother said that. He always felt that his elder brother's eyes were weird...
The next moment, ripples began to appear in the space around Li Daoxuan, like waves surging, the mirror surface became foggy, and even the golden sunlight was slightly distorted.
A few leaves floated in from the window, passed through Li Daoxuan's body and fell to the ground.
Xuanzang rubbed his eyes and found that his elder brother had disappeared, and his natural wisdom, which he was proud of, did not see any trace of him.
Big brother is getting more and more powerful...
Crunch
Just as he was daydreaming, the door was gently pushed open, and a little girl in a lotus skirt walked in. She looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old, holding a bowl of boiled medicine, with delicate features and a pretty face.
Xuanzang looked at the girl and felt that she was somehow familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her.
"Xuanzang, you're awake!"
When the little girl saw Xuanzang waking up, joy appeared in her eyes. She put the medicine on the table, then threw herself into Xuanzang's arms like a young swallow, her eyes moist and her voice soft.
"Xuanzang, why are you so stupid? I clearly told you to leave..."
Xuanzang stood there stiffly, as if petrified.
"You...you are Xiaotang?"
Xiaotang smiled sweetly and said, "Yes, actually, my name was Yan'er. I was a lonely ghost. Later, Wuzhiqi used his magic power to turn me into a water corpse ghost. Thanks to the help of Li Tianshi, I have now turned back to my original form!"
As she spoke, she rubbed her head in Xuanzang's arms, like a soft kitten, her body weightless.
She is now in the form of a ghost, so naturally she is as light as a feather.
"Xuanzang, I don't want to be Yan'er anymore, I just want to be Xiaotang..."
Xuanzang suddenly found that his heart was beating very fast. The fragrance in his nose was like a burning flame, making his fair face blush.
"Female donor, little monk——"
Before he could finish his words, he saw a blush appear on Xiaotang's pretty face, and she quickly kissed his cheek.
Xuanzang felt as if struck by lightning. He stood there in a daze, with only one sentence left in his mind.
Master, I broke the precepts...
…
Above the sea of clouds, Li Daoxuan took a sip of the wine in the gourd and smiled.
It’s interesting. I didn’t expect that Yan’er, who saved Changle, was actually here and had such a fate with Xuanzang.
Little monk, I'm afraid you have to go through the emotional test...
After taking a few quick glances, Li Daoxuan pressed down the cloud and returned to his own Xuandu courtyard.
Wang Bo has been waiting for a long time.
"Master, don't worry. Monk Kongji is already dead. When I went to catch him, he was holding his robes and alms bowl and preparing to escape. He dared to resist me when he saw me. Hehe, I slashed his head in front of everyone with the alms bowl!"
Wang Bo sighed and said, "That old monk's head was really hard. I hit him with my bowl nine times before he died. You didn't see the scene. His brains were all over the floor!"
Li Daoxuan glanced at him and said calmly: "Buddhism is a peaceful place. You are not doing this to have a good influence."
After a pause, he continued, "Let's use fire next time. It will burn it cleanly and avoid dirtying the ground."
Wang Bo chuckled and said, "I understand. I'll use fire next time!"
"Oh, Master, the abbot of Daxingshan Temple, Kongbei, has been kneeling outside Xuandu Temple to apologize for a day and a night. What do you think we should do with him?"
Li Daoxuan narrowed his eyes slightly. According to his original intention, since Abbot Kongbei liked to retreat so much, he should just let him step down and let him retreat to his heart's content. But since Xuanzang asked for mercy...
"I heard that there is a Buddhist treasure enshrined in the Daxingshan Temple, called the Nine-ring Staff. Tell him to give this staff to my brother. No matter what method he uses, he must make Xuanzang accept it. If he can't do it..."
Li Daoxuan sighed and said, "The prosperity of Daxingshan Temple today is not easy to come by. Don't let this precious Buddhist place be destroyed in his hands."
Wang Bo's heart trembled. He looked at Li Daoxuan deeply and suddenly felt that Brother Li had changed compared to before.
He became deeper, more unpredictable, and more powerful.
At that moment just now, he even felt as if he was facing His Majesty.
"promise!"
Wang Bo saluted with his fists, then slowly retreated. When he was at the door, he looked at Li Daoxuan, who was standing with his hands behind his back, quietly thinking in the sea of flowers, with an expression of admiration and emotion.
Who could have thought that the young boy who had barely escaped from the mouth of a weasel, the little Taoist priest who had a hearty chat with him by the bonfire at night and put aside their grudges with a smile, would now have such brilliant achievements.
He was only twenty years old, but he had already shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting Chang'an and even the Tang Dynasty. He fought against all the demons in the world on his own. His seemingly frail figure already had an aura as unshakable as a mountain.
"I have already decided on the candidates for Zhelong. Please send them to His Majesty for review. If His Majesty has no objection, please let them come to see me in a few days."
Li Daoxuan, who was in deep thought, suddenly said these words, and then waved his sleeves, and a blank talisman paper fell into Wang Bo's hand.
Wang Bo was excited. He was very curious about the candidates for Zhelong, because he himself wanted to be selected very much. Once he entered Zhelong, it would mean a huge amount of training resources and personal guidance from the national master Li Daoxuan!
But he did not look at the paper, firstly because of principle, and secondly because the paper contained the Taoist teachings of the imperial master, and no one except His Majesty could see the contents.
Wang Bo was a little nervous and looked at Li Daoxuan with something to say but stopped himself. He really wanted to ask if he was on the list, but he was embarrassed and afraid of breaking the rules.
Li Daoxuan glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry, your name is on it. It depends on whether His Majesty is willing to release you."
Wang Bo's eyes lit up, and he looked at Li Daoxuan with gratitude. He laughed and said, "Thank you, Imperial Master!"
After saying that, he turned and left. His back looked very brisk, and it was obvious that he was in a very happy mood.
Li Daoxuan sighed softly. They used to call each other brothers, but since some time ago, Wang Bo no longer called him Brother Li, but called him National Master instead.
He had tried to persuade him, but Wang Bo insisted on doing so.
Perhaps this is the price of gaining power and strength. After becoming the imperial teacher of the Tang Dynasty and possessing great prestige, Li Daoxuan found that he had fewer and fewer friends around him.
It's lonely at the top.
Li Daoxuan did not sigh for long before he fell into deep thought again. The establishment of the Dorsal Dragon, the Four Saints Formation and the Zhoutian Star Formation, the breakthrough of the Yang God Realm, the power of Buddhism and Taoism...
He had too many things to think about. The Tang Dynasty was at a critical time of transformation and could not afford to make any mistakes.
Now he has found the third kind of blood, that is, Xuanzang's blood, which contains rich killing golden energy. That is the power of the six-winged golden cicada, which can meet the requirements of the Four Saints Formation.
Next, only the last type of blood is left.
The Southern Vermillion Bird is the Fire of Bing and Ding!
Li Daoxuan closed his eyes and only opened the third eye between his eyebrows, gazing at the stars in the sky. At the same time, he made hand seals, trying to deduce the whereabouts of the last kind of blood.
Time passed by little by little, the sun set in the west, the bright moon rose in the east, and the stars in the sky were shining brightly.
Li Daoxuan was so immersed in the vast sea of stars that he didn't even notice the little white snake crawling out of his sleeve.
The little white snake is usually very quiet, and its temperament is very different from other monsters. It likes to wrap itself around Li Daoxuan's wrist and sleep. Sometimes when Li Daoxuan reads, it will follow him, and it is not known whether it can read or not.
She is quiet and elegant, and doesn't like fighting. She is like a hermit gentleman among monsters.
But today, for some unknown reason, it was willing to crawl out of Li Daoxuan's sleeve and crawl outside, neighing incessantly, with an eager look in its eyes.
"Woof woof, where are you going, Xiaobai?"
Xiaotian rushed up and asked.
The little white snake ignored it and crawled straight out of the yard.
Xiaotian wanted to stop it, but the little white snake suddenly showed its fangs, and the deadly venom made Xiaotian show a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
In just a split second, it jumped out and disappeared.
Xiaotian hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to guard the master's door.
The little white snake crawled out of Xuandu Temple like a white silk thread, came to the Bashui River outside Chang'an, and dived into it.
There was a sizzling sound, and wisps of mist rose up, as if a red-hot iron had fallen into it.
The little white snake's body quickly grew larger until it was more than ten feet long. It burrowed deep into the mud at the bottom of the river and fell into a deep sleep...
At the same time, in the starry night, a girl far away in Xuanzhou, wearing black armor and holding a spear, with murderous intent between her brows, pierced the zombie in front of her with one shot.
Black blood splattered on her face, but she didn't care at all, her eyes were as cold as stars.
"Two hundred and thirty-seven."
She was muttering to herself, this was the 237th demon she had killed.
"Captain, that crow is also a demon!"
Among the bad guys under her command, there was one who was born with sharp eyes, with pupils glowing faintly in the dark night. He was searching everywhere for traces of demons and discovered the crow fleeing to the west, and hurriedly called out to warn it.
The girl's eyes were sharp. She nailed the spear to the ground and stretched out her hand. The bad guy next to her immediately put a large golden bow in her hand.
Draw the bow and shoot the arrow!
The arrow engraved with the demon-subduing rune accurately pierced through the crow. Immediately, a shrill cry was heard, and the crow fell down, emitting a black evil aura.
"Two hundred and thirty-eight."
The girl turned her head to look at the evil man with a natural eye and asked coldly, "Anything else?"
“No more…”
"Boss, you are awesome!"
There was a hint of disappointment in the girl's eyes, and she turned to leave.
At this time, a paper crane flew towards her.
"It's the paper crane from the Imperial Observatory. It looks like there's an order coming down from above."
The paper crane danced around the girl's ear and spoke a word.
"Send the order from the bad commander to summon Commander Lou Ling to return to Chang'an immediately!"
The girl frowned slightly. When Chang'an was hit by a flood, the bad commander did not call her back. What happened now that he suddenly called her back?
