"If you don't want to do it, just leave, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Tang Monk said to Xiaobailong.

"I want to be with my master and always be with you!"

The little white dragon turned from a white dragon horse to a white giant dragon, flying around Tang Monk.

"Okay, come back to Chang'an with me and make plans!"

When I returned to Chang'an, Tang Seng didn't know what to do. He wouldn't really want to promote Buddhism, but I don't know that thing!

Tang Monk shook his head.

Xiao Bailong and Buddha asked, if you don’t want to do these enthrones, you can go back and respect everyone’s choices.

"Master, I was named a golden arhat and need to stay in Lingshan!"

Sha Monk came over and said.

"If you want to stay, stay."

"I, like Xiao Bailong, want to go back to Chang'an with you!"

I didn't expect Sha Seng to be so loyal.

Bajie was named the envoy of the altar. By literally speaking, you can tell that it is a fat man.

Clean the altar and clean the tributes on the temple incense altar. Bajie can eat it. This job is just right!

Wukong was named the Battle of the Buddha without restricting freedom.

"Let's go back!"

The four masters and apprentices took a short rest in Lingshan and rushed to the east to Datang.

...

At this time, Guanyin came to the backyard of Lingshan, and the Buddha was sitting alone in the pavilion.

"Has Tang Monk and his disciple left?"

"Um."

Guanyin nodded slightly.

"How to arrange it in the future? Is it really necessary for him to go back to Chang'an to preach the scriptures and praise the Buddha?"

"I'm considering the arrangements for these days, I'm afraid it's too difficult."

Buddha frowned slightly, "Time is a little tight now."

Guanyin stood quietly, but in fact, she and the Buddha knew something very well, especially all the process of Tang Monk's pursuit of scriptures.

"Your Majesty Guanyin, Monk Tang's pursuit of scriptures, you have spent a lot of effort to save him. You just took advantage of these days to give yourself a vacation!"

"Not tired, these are all things to do."

"I don't understand at all!"

The Buddha asked curiously.

"What?"

"Why did Tang Monk's magic cultivation increase after killing the monster?"

The Buddha was puzzled. He understood the three realms. Every time Tang Seng beat monsters, he could not escape his eyes.

"This, his cultivation is very strange. Every time I see him, he improves!"

Guanyin also expressed that she did not understand.

The Buddha Tathagata was determined to cultivate Tang Monk, but outsiders were gossiping, so he asked Guanyin to supervise Tang Monk to obtain the scriptures.

Shortly after leaving Chang'an, Buddha and Guanyin discovered that Tang Seng could improve their cultivation by killing monsters. Later, he simply left it alone, as long as Tang Seng was not in danger.

Guanyin always protects Tang Monk's safety.

On Journey to the West, some monsters without backgrounds should be killed casually. If they are monsters with other Taoist backgrounds, Tathagata Buddha will try to help them with them.

"How much level is Tang Monk now?"

"It seems to be silver."

Guanyin replied.

"I may not be able to suppress the Taishang Laojun when he comes back soon. During this period, I will arrange a place for Tang Seng."

"Indeed, Golden Horn and Silver Horn, I didn't expect that they would be the children of Taishang Laojun."

Guanyin sighed and said resentfully, "Damn Tang Monk, in the end, he killed Taishang Laojun's mount and the mother green cow. If Tang Monk does not die, Taishang Laojun will not stop!"

"Well, it doesn't matter. Since I've made mistakes once, I don't care how many more mistakes are made."

The Buddha raised his head and looked at the sky, saying meaningfully: "It will change soon!"

Guanyin's expression is solemn. No one in the three realms will be the eternal master. Time and space change, stars change, everything is unknown.

...

At this time, Tang Seng had already left Lingshan.

Tang Monk is now at level 70 in silver. When he opens his eyes, he finds Sha Monk's silver level 50 in silver.

Little White Dragon Silver Level 50.

Bajie, not displayed.

Wukong, not displayed.

Only when you are at a lower level than yourself will the Heavenly Eye be displayed.

Suddenly, a river appeared in front of him.

"Master, this is Tongtianhe!"

Goku explained, "Let's fly over."

Tang Seng's current strength is that he can fly to the Heavenly Court alone, but it only takes more time.

Hurry!

A black shadow appeared in Tongtian River and slowly surfaced. It turned out to be a thousand-year-old turtle.

In the past, when Tang Seng killed the goldfish spirit, he had met several times.

"Holy Monk, I will carry you across the river!"

The old turtle said enthusiastically.

"Okay, there's no boat!"

As he said that, Bajie was about to jump onto the turtle shell.

Tang Monk recalled the plot of the original Journey to the West, and remembered that when Lingshan walked back from Lingshan, Tang Monk deliberately threw the scriptures into the river without asking about the future of the old turtle.

"Haha, I want to play tricks with me, I'm afraid you are not me, Tang Sanzang!"

Tang Seng smiled faintly, opened the system, and looked for props.

"Ding, transparent plastic bag, exchanged successfully!"

Don’t worry about the scriptures in the Qiankun bag of Tang Monk, the scriptures in the luggage are wrapped in plastic bags.

Then I felt relieved to get on the old turtle's back.

The water in Tongtian River is rapid, but the turtle shell is very stable.

"Holy Monk, have you seen the Buddha in Lingshan?"

"Um."

Tang Seng was too lazy to speak, and always felt that it had bad intentions.

"How about you guys help?"

When it was almost time to reach the center of the river, the old turtle finally expressed his purpose, "This place is not far from Lingshan. Can you go back and ask when will I achieve the right result?"

"What if I don't ask?"

Tang Monk said deliberately.

"No question? Hoho."

The old turtle smiled embarrassedly and stopped in the middle of the river, "If you don't ask, there is no need to carry you!"

"Old Turtle, don't be excited to send us to the other side of the river first!"

Bajie didn't want to stop in the water, the waves were surging and looked scary.

"Hmph, what if you carry it to the other side, what if you leave?"

The old turtle said.

Tang Monk shook his head and smiled. If he wanted to deal with it, there were tens of millions of ways.
To be continued...