Chen Qingshan and others did not choose to go to Beijing with Monk Chongsheng, because Chongsheng had no cultivation skills, and he had to visit famous mountains and ancient temples in the Tang Dynasty along the way. The carriage and horse were too slow, and Chen Qingshan could not afford to wait.
But the night before leaving, the Thirteenth Prince came to Chen Qingshan and gave him a jade token, saying that it was his token. When he arrived in Chang'an, he could take out the token when necessary to avoid some trouble.
Chen Qingshan knew that the Thirteenth Prince was trying to repay him for killing demons with Sanzang, so he accepted it. The Thirteenth Prince took the groom and left.
The next day, Chen Qingshan got up before dawn.
The dim lights in the house were slightly lowered, and Chen Qingshan used the light to get busy alone, carefully cleaning his old house and adding three pillars of fragrance in front of his parents' longevity tablets.
Standing in front of the longevity tablet, Chen Qingshan had some thoughts, because he knew that he would be away from home for a long time this time, and even he himself did not know the date of return.
A boy is still a boy after all. He hasn't left home yet, but his homesickness has already started to set in.
"Father, mother, please keep your children safe." In the end, all the emotions condensed into this sentence.
When the morning light dawned, three people were already waiting outside Chen Qingshan's courtyard with their horses.
In addition to Sanzang and Wu Guanshan, those who are leaving Jishui Town together this time are Chang Xin, a disciple of Master Bai of the Academy, a first-level Confucian scholar, and an old acquaintance of Chen Qingshan.
As if feeling something, the flickering lights in the room were immediately extinguished, and Chen Qingshan's figure gracefully emerged from the room, dressed in a smart outfit, looking like a young knight-errant.
Chen Qingshan got on his horse, and the sadness in his chest subsided a little unconsciously.
"The child is gone." Finally, he bowed to the house.
The horse whined and flew away.
After leaving the Gathering River, three riders headed north and one headed south.
Among them, the one heading south is Wu Guanshan. Last night Wu Guanshan said that he was going to Zhennanguan to find one of his elders. Wu Guanshan wanted to make great achievements and be respected by thousands of people. Chen Qingshan did not stop him because he knew that
Wu Guanshan wants to be a general respected by thousands of people, and the way to become a general is not in Chang'an, but in the border areas.
Jishui Town is already close to the border, so if Chen Qingshan and the others want to enter Chang'an, in addition to passing through many prefectures and counties, they also have to cross the Longji Mountains.
As its name suggests, the Dragon's Back Mountain Range is like a giant dragon, straddling the territory of the Tang Dynasty and dividing the north from the south.
On this day, Chen Qingshan and others came to the foot of the Longji Mountains and prepared to rest for a night. However, they met a young Taoist priest in the mountain stream and blocked the way of the three of them.
"I'm a poor Taoist. Do you want to ask the three of you if you want to go to Chang'an?" The young Taoist was wearing tattered clothes and had a pot beside him. It was obvious that he had been waiting here for some time.
Dao Shisan looked at the sword cultivator, the Confucian and the Buddha across from him, and he was already sure in his heart that they were the ones he wanted to wait for.
"Oh? Yes, what does the donor mean?" Sanzang had a clear mind and would not mince words, and directly answered Dao Shisan's question.
Dao Shisan then saw that the food in his pot was almost mushy, and he quickly went to protect his pot. As a result, he became disgraced and had no Taoist style at all.
Chen Qingshan was about to ask about the thirteen reasons when he saw a person who looked like a peasant woman appearing in the mountain stream.
"Dao Shisan, I finally found you. You stole my mother's pot and came here to act like a ghost!" With that said, he came over and twisted Dao Shisan's ears.
Dao Shisan’s cry echoed throughout the mountain stream.
"Aunt Wang, hey, Aunt Wang, I was wrong, please be gentle!"
The peasant woman walked out of the mountain stream with a pot in one hand and Dao Shisan's ear in the other.
Chen Qingshan and others were a little curious, so they followed him on horseback.
After walking through a section of mountain road, it was winding and winding. After a long time, they saw a small town hidden in the mountains. The three of them looked at each other and decided to rest here tonight.
As for the expenses for staying in the hotel, Master Bai from the academy gave everyone some money, including several large-denomination banknotes, which was enough for the three of them to go to Chang'an.
The town is called Shanshi Town, and there is a tiger in the town. The tiger is a big python. The big python is psychic and protects Shanshi Town to have good weather.
There are many spirits and demons in the Longji Mountains, and half of the residents in Shanshi Town are humans and half are monsters and elves.
From their calm expressions, it can be seen that they live happily here.
Looking at the monsters walking on the road, most of them have monster heads and human bodies, with thick hair. Chen Qingshan understands that this is a place without the constraints of the Tang Dynasty. All the rules are set by the tiger, and humans and monsters live in harmony here.
coexistence.
"What an interesting place." Chen Qingshan said.
Next to him, Sanzang and Chang Xin were echoing: "The world is unified and we can live and work in peace and contentment. It's nothing more than this."
"How wonderful, Peach Blossom Land."
The third son was walking on the road and was about to find an inn to rest when he saw a commotion ahead and a raccoon-like monster jumped out from the crowd using its hands and feet.
The raccoon was wearing a brown patterned cotton armor, with white strips of cloth wrapped around his hands and ankles, and a bamboo basket behind him, looking like a businessman.
He looked panicked, as if someone was chasing him from behind.
As the raccoon ran, he stretched his neck and looked back. When he saw someone coming from behind and was chasing after him, he spat and started to curse. However, his steps accelerated a little faster. The bamboo basket on his body was shaking up and down, and the things in it were emitting sounds.
A "dinging, banging, banging" sound.
It was only then that Chen Qingshan and the others saw the men and horses chasing the raccoon, led by a young man riding a four-hoofed beast, followed by his entourage.
Relying on the power of the four-hoofed beast, the young man ran rampant through the crowd and injured many passers-by. He was obviously a domineering person.
The raccoon was very small, no more than two feet tall. It was carrying a life-size bamboo basket behind its back. It looked a bit funny, but it was extremely fast. In an instant, it approached Chen Qingshan and the other three, stood up, grinned, and jumped directly from the horse.
He rushed under his legs.
Chen Qingshan and the others instantly stood between the two sides.
Seeing someone blocking the road, the entourage behind the young man shouted arrogantly: "The Wang family of Luohe is doing something, everyone who has nothing to do with it should get out of the way!"
The young man did not dodge and rushed over directly on the strange beast. The name of the young man's mount was "Ben Lei", which is unique to the North. Because it was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder when running, it was named "Ben Lei".
, the adult Ben Lei Beast is in the same realm.
In the north, there is Zhibei County, which is run through by the Luo River. There is a Wang family in the county, and a marquis named Tiandaohou.
With one man and one sword, he achieved great fame on the Great Wall in the North, making countless Frozen tribes fearful of him. Like Zhennan King of Zhennan Pass, he was the pillar of the Tang Dynasty.
Therefore, the young man in front of me should be a member of the Marquis' tribe.
The young man saw the three of Chen Qingshan in front of him, but he obviously didn't take them seriously due to the power of the Thunder Beast. That raccoon had lied to him, and he would make him pay the price no matter what today.
"An unforeseen disaster."
Seeing that they were about to collide, Sanzang sighed softly and jumped off his horse. His skin began to glow with a faint golden light, and he used the golden body method taught by the old monk Fan.
Buddhist cultivators and warriors are both good at strengthening their bodies. Although Sanzang is usually harmless to humans and animals, with Fan's teachings, Sanzang's physical strength when he used the Golden Body Technique was still higher than that of martial arts warriors in the same realm.
Before Chen Qingshan could draw his sword, Sanzang strode towards the Thunder Beast, held the Horns of the Thunder Beast, plowed a three-foot ravine in the street, and then stopped the Thunder Beast's footsteps abruptly.
With Sanzang blocking him, the raccoon immediately disappeared into the crowd behind him and disappeared.
"donor."
Sanzang exhaled a white breath, faded away the golden body technique, clasped his palms together, and was about to speak, when he saw the young man on the Thunder Beast taking action.
"Bold! Monk, can you block my way?"
The young man raised the whip in his hand, and with a "snap" sound, the whip hit Sanzang's face.
A streak of blood suddenly appeared on Sanzang's fair face, and the red blood immediately flowed down, staining Sanzang's monk's robes red.
Until this moment, Sanzang still maintained the previous state of folding his hands.
Since the whip in the young man's hand was specially prepared for the Thunder Beast, which has rough skin and thick flesh, the whip hit the unprepared Sanzang on the face, which would not be a light blow.
Chen Qingshan was angry. Sanzang just wanted to calm down the incident, but he was treated like this.
He immediately raised his sword and slashed out with the sword, cutting off the whip in the young man's hand. The young man couldn't dodge. After a startled cry, he fell down from the Thunder Beast and fell down, looking a little embarrassed.
"Young Master!" "Young Master!" The followers behind him were shocked when they saw this, and immediately surrounded him.
Chang Xin stretched out his hand, and the surrounding earth and rocks were suspended in the surroundings, locking onto Wang's followers and ready to shoot out at any time.
The highest cultivation level of these followers is only one level, and most of them don't even have any cultivation level. Even if the opponent has a numerical advantage, they are not unable to fight.
"Give me a hand and kill them!" Seeing that he had lost the raccoon and lost face, the young man suddenly became angry with shame.
Chang Xin smiled, and countless rocks and earth hit the followers, and the screams could not be heard.
Chen Qingshan charged into the crowd with his sword.
Sanzang wiped away the blood on his face and used the Diamond Technique again to capture the young man who fell on the ground. Sanzang knew that only by capturing this young man could the war be stopped.
The young man was defeated by Sanzang and could only roll and dodge on the ground.
While dodging, he shouted angrily: "I am Wang Lang of the Wang family of Luohe, a monk from the Marquis family, you dare to hurt me!"
On the other side, with the cooperation of Chang Xin and Chen Qingshan, the followers were killed and turned upside down.
"Donor, please stop." Sanzang persuaded him kindly.
But Wang Lang still shouted: "I want you to die!"
Then an old man in black clothes was seen flying over, his powerful aura enveloped the whole place. He was a Confucian cultivator of the third realm.
"Who dares to hurt my young master!"
The old man flicked his sleeve, and a wave of air came out, knocking back Chen Qingshan, Tripitaka, and Chang Xin.
Then the old man came to Wang Lang and carefully helped him up.
"The old slave came late, and the young master was frightened."
Wang Lang patted the dirt on his body and pointed at Chen Qingshan and the others with the broken whip in his hand.
"It doesn't matter, I want them to die!"
The old man in black nodded and looked at Chen Qingshan and the others with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Old slave understands."
Chen Qingshan and the others suddenly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.