Author: Su Qingshan

Four or five soldiers guarded the main entrance of the palace. One of them heard that Tang Seng was here to change Guan Wen, so he did not dare to neglect it. After responding, he hurried back and reported.

Su Xiaowan looked at the palace not far away and asked Sun Wukong in a low voice: "Senior Brother, is there any demonic energy here?"

In fact, on the way here, Sun Wukong had already carefully looked at the direction of the palace with his golden eyes. As a result, he did not find any abnormalities. So he said to Su Xiaowan: "Although this is not a place for spiritual cultivation, no demonic energy was found.

exist."

After listening to Sun Wukong's words, Su Xiaowan lowered her head and pondered for a moment.

"So that... that true Zixu may not be a monster..."

"It is not certain yet," said Sun Wukong. "We will only know after meeting you later."

"Wukong, remember to see Your Majesty later." Tang Seng reminded him.

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master, I know the right way."

The three of them waited for a moment, and the soldiers who had gone to inform him ran back.

"Several elders, Your Majesty invites you to come into the temple to speak."

Then, led by several guards, the master and disciple soon arrived in the palace hall.

Compared with other countries in the past, the palaces of Tianchi Kingdom did not appear too gorgeous. The architectural style has initially possessed some characteristics of Western countries.

On both sides of the hall were filled with ministers coming to discuss matters. On the golden imperial chair in the middle, an old man sat upright at the front. The old man's face was blue and yellow, and neither his breath nor his mental state seemed to be very good.

"I am a monk, Tang Sanzang, join Your Majesty!"

Tang Monk walked in the middle, walked to the hall and bowed to the king.

The old king leaned forward slightly, his turbid eyes glanced around Tang Monk, and then asked in an extremely hoarse voice: "You... are the monks from the Tang Dynasty in Dongtu?"

Tang Monk clasped his hands together and said, "Yes."

The old king nodded his forehead and said, "It is said that the Tang Dynasty is a place of outstanding people and spiritual powers. It is a blessing to meet the holy monk this time."

As he was speaking, the old king's gaze fell on Sun Wukong who was beside him. His eyes were not good at all, and he was shocked after seeing clearly.

"This...what monster is this?"

When Sun Wukong heard others say that he was a monster, he was not angry. He waved his hand and smiled at the old king: "I said, old man, you are so dazzling that you can't recognize the true god. I, Old Sun, are not a monster, but the monster's grandfather!"

"puff……"

These words made Su Xiaowan laugh out loud. Thinking that this was someone else's palace, she quickly covered her mouth with her hands.

Tang Monk frowned and said, "Wukong, don't be rude."

"It's okay."

The old king suddenly stood up and walked down from the imperial chair. He was weak and walked tremblingly to Sun Wukong.

"The little elder has a strange appearance, he is really a god~" The old king looked up and down at Sun Wukong and couldn't help but sigh. Then he looked at Su Xiaowan on the other side and asked, "This girl is..."

"Go back to Your Majesty, she is my little disciple. I took in a total of four disciples during this trip, and the other two are now living in the inn in the city."

"Oh? There are two more? Why didn't the holy monk bring them here together so that I could take a look at it." said the old king.

Tang Monk smiled and said, "Your Majesty doesn't know anything. Although my two disciples are very capable, they are ugly in appearance. I am afraid that they will disturb Your Majesty when they come."
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