Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 469

When Xuanzang woke up again, he found himself lying on the bed, his injuries miraculously healed, and the soft brocade covered his body, which was very comfortable.

Am I... not burned to death?
Xuanzang sat up, and saw a figure beside the window, dressed in white snow, with black hair combed into a bun, flipping through an ancient book under the dappled sunlight.

"You've finally woken up. It's a good thing that you only suffered superficial injuries, not the root cause. Otherwise, Master Sanle would have to find me desperately."

The handsome Taoist priest in white closed the ancient book in his hand, and the two big characters Ziwei could be vaguely seen. He looked at Xuanzang with warm eyes and a concerned voice.

"Big brother!"

Xuanzang's eyes showed joy, and he smiled honestly, and said, "Thank you, brother, for saving me!"

"Wang wang, little monk, you are really lucky. When that monkey sent you over, you were almost out of breath. Thanks to the master who fed you the elixir and revived you with great supernatural powers, and repaired your body, otherwise you Even if you survive, you will become disabled!"

A little black dog jumped down from the beam of the roof, put its face on the ground, but got up without paying attention, and said to Xuanzang.

"Scream!"

Seeing his former friends, Xuanzang looked very happy, and he looked at Li Daoxuan with gratitude.

The elder brother saved his life again, and what he owed to the elder brother has been repaid forever.

"By the way, big brother, do you see where Xiaotang is? It's a slender water monkey..."

Xuanzang looked around and found that there was no sign of Xiao Tang, and there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

Li Daoxuan showed a playful look, and deliberately teased: "You said that water monkey, Wang Bo killed it easily."

Boom!

Like a bolt from the blue, Xuanzang's expression was dull, in disbelief.

Seeing Xuanzang caring so much about Xiaotang, a smile flashed in Li Daoxuan's eyes, and he said, "I'm lying to you, Xiaotang is not dead, I have already healed his wounds, and he should come later, maybe There will be a surprise for you."

Hearing this, Xuanzang breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, big brother... Uncle Kong Ji...how is it?"

Although Kongji is aggressive and wants to put him to death, the kind Xuanzang still doesn'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.

Hearing the name Kong Ji, the smile on Li Daoxuan's face gradually faded, a chill flashed in his eyes, and finally he returned to calm.

He said lightly: "Don't worry, this matter is over, no further investigation."

Xuanzang immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, brother!"

With a wave of Li Daoxuan's long sleeves, two treasures flowing with Buddha's light fell into Xuanzang's hands, one was a purple gold bowl and the other was a Jinlan cassock.

"Keep them well, don't give them up easily."

Xuanzang felt the joy of finding these two magic weapons in his heart.

Suddenly, he noticed something was wrong, why was the bottom of the purple gold bowl a little wet?Looking down, it turned out to be mottled blood!
"Brother, this is..."

The Buddha treasure was stained with blood, Xuanzang was at a loss.

Li Daoxuan glanced at it, and said lightly: "Your injury is too serious, maybe you accidentally got your blood."

Xuanzang nodded, but for some reason, he always felt that something was wrong. He wanted to ask more questions, but he heard the elder brother's voice again.

"Xuanzang, when you were in a coma, I took two drops of your blood essence, which will be useful to the Tang Dynasty. Brother will not let you suffer. Just say what you want, whether it is exercises, elixir, magic weapons, or supernatural powers. , as you choose."

On that day, Li Daoxuan used "Ziwei Doushu" to deduce the whereabouts of the other two bloods of the Four Sages, and found that one of them was actually on his righteous brother Xuanzang.

While Xuanzang was injured and comatose, he carefully observed his blood with the eyes of the sky, and found that there were not only the gentle and peaceful Buddhist power, but also the extremely violent killing power, but it was hidden very deep. I really can't find it.

At this time, Li Daoxuan finally understood why Master Sanle refused to let Xuanzang start practicing.

Because Xuanzang is the reincarnation of the golden cicada. Although the golden cicada is the second disciple of the Buddha, his heel is the six-winged golden cicada, a famous ancient beast, but he was forcibly subdued by the Buddha.

Jin Chanzi is fierce by nature, even if he is surrendered by the Buddha, he is not honest. He questioned the Dharma in public many times and provoked the Buddha, so that he was knocked down by the Buddha, reincarnated for ten generations, and finally became Xuanzang.

The immortals reincarnated in reincarnation will not lose their innate power, but will be deeply hidden in their blood, waiting for the gods to return to their positions once they wake up.

Master Sanle should have seen Xuanzang's origin, so he didn't 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, as long as you don't take your anger out on Daxingshan Temple, and the abbot, he is actually a very good person and treats me very well."

Li Daoxuan was slightly taken aback, then nodded, and said, "In that case, you should rest well."

As he spoke, he glanced outside the door, revealing a playful smile.

"Your little candy is coming, enjoy it, big brother won't bother you."

Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, he didn't know why the elder brother said that, he always felt that the elder brother's eyes were weird...

The next moment, the space around Li Daoxuan rippled, as if the water was surging, fog was forming on the mirror, 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, only to find that his eldest brother had disappeared, and his proud natural insight did not see the slightest trace.

Big brother is getting better and better...

crunch~
Just as he was thinking about it, the door was gently pushed open, and a little girl in a lotus skirt walked in, about thirteen or fourteen years old, holding a bowl of boiled soup medicine, with beautiful features and a small family.

Xuanzang looked at this girl and felt inexplicably familiar, but he really couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

"Xuanzang, you're awake!"

When the little girl saw Xuanzang awakened, her eyes showed joy. She put the soup on the table, and then threw herself into Xuanzang's arms like a swallow, with moist eyes and a soft voice.

"Xuanzang, why are you so stupid, I told you to go..."

Xuanzang froze there, as if petrified.

"You... are you Xiaotang?"

Xiaotang showed a sweet smile, and said: "Yes, I used to be Yan'er, a lonely ghost, and was later turned into a water ghoul by Wuzhi Qiyi's mana. Thanks to Li Tianshi's help, we Now it's back again!"

As she spoke, she rubbed her head against Xuanzang's arms, like a soft kitten, without any weight in her body.

Now that she is a ghost, she is naturally as light as nothing.

"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, and the fragrance in his nose was like a flame burning, making his fair face blush.

"Female benefactor, little monk—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a blush on Xiaotang's beautiful face, and quickly kissed him on the cheek.

Xuanzang stood there dumbfounded as if struck by lightning, with only one sentence left in his mind.

Master, I broke the precept...

……

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Li Daoxuan took a sip of the fine wine from the gourd, showing a hint of a smile.

Interesting, I didn't expect that Yan'er who saved Changle was here, and had such a fate with Xuanzang.

Little monk, I'm afraid I'm going to pass a love test...

After a few shallow glances, Li Daoxuan pressed his cloud head and returned to his own small courtyard in Xuandu.

Wang Bo has been waiting for a long time.

"National teacher, don't worry, the monk Kongji is dead. When I went to arrest him, he was about to escape with his cassock and alms bowl. When he saw me, he dared to resist. Hehe, I opened a ladle for him in public, and used That bowl was smashed!"

Wang Bo sighed with emotion: "The old monk's head is really hard. I smashed it nine times with the bowl before killing him. You didn't see that scene, your brains spilled all over the floor!"

Li Daoxuan glanced at him, and said lightly: "This is a pure place of Buddhism, it will not be good for you to do so."

After a pause, he said again: "Next time, let's burn it with fire, and burn it clean with one fire, so as not to pollute the ground."

Wang Bo chuckled and said, "Understood, next time I will burn it with fire!"

"By the way, the national teacher, the abbot Kongbei of Daxingshan Temple has been kneeling for a day and a night outside Xuandu Temple to plead guilty. How do you think he should be dealt with?"

Li Daoxuan narrowed his eyes slightly. According to his original intention, since Abbot Kongbei likes retreating so much, he should simply let him abdicate to be a virtuous person, and shut himself up happily. But since Xuanzang begged for mercy...

"I heard that in the Daxingshan Temple, there is a Buddhist treasure called the nine-ring tin stick. You tell him to give this stick to my righteous brother. No matter what method he uses, Xuanzang will accept it. If he can't arrive……"

Li Daoxuan sighed softly, and said: "The prosperity of Daxingshan Temple today is hard-won, don't let this treasured place of Buddhism be destroyed in his hands."

Wang Bo's heart trembled, he took a deep look at Li Daoxuan, and suddenly felt that Brother Li had changed a little 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 clasped his fists in salute, and then slowly backed away. At the door, he looked at Li Daoxuan, who was standing with his hands behind his back, quietly standing in meditation among the sea of ​​flowers, showing admiration and emotion.

Who would have thought that the young man who struggled to escape from the mouth of the weasel back then, the little Taoist priest who had a heart-to-heart chat with him in the bonfire at night, laughing away at him, would have such dazzling achievements now.

He was just 20 years old, and he had already shouldered the important task of protecting Chang'an and even the Tang Dynasty, fighting against the world's demons with his own strength, and his seemingly thin figure had already gained a bit of immovable momentum.

"I have decided on Zhelong's candidate, you send it to His Majesty for review, if His Majesty has no objection, let them come to see me in a few days."

Li Daoxuan, who was in deep thought, suddenly said such a sentence, and then with a wave of his sleeve, a blank talisman paper fell on Wang Bo's hand.

Wang Bo cheered up. He was very curious about Zhelong's candidate, because he himself wanted to be selected very much. Once he entered Zhelong, it represented a huge amount of cultivation resources, as well as personal guidance from the national teacher Li Daoxuan!

But he didn't look at that piece of paper, firstly because of principles, and secondly because it contained the Taoism of the national teacher, except for His Majesty, no one else could see the contents.

Wang Bo was a little apprehensive, looking at Li Daoxuan hesitant to speak, he really wanted to ask if he was in the list, but he was embarrassed, afraid of breaking the rules.

Li Daoxuan glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said: "Don't worry, your name is inside, it depends on whether His Majesty is willing to let you go."

Wang Bo's eyes lit up, he looked at Li Daoxuan full of gratitude, he laughed and said, "Thank you, Master!"

After saying that, he turned and left, his back was very brisk, and he could see that he was very happy.

Li Daoxuan sighed lightly, the two of them were originally called brothers, but at some point, Wang Bo never called him Brother Li again, but called him the national teacher.

He also enlightened, but Wang Bo insisted on this.

Perhaps this is the price for gaining power and strength. After becoming the Great Tang Imperial Teacher and possessing great prestige, Li Daoxuan found that his friends became less and less.

The height is not cold.

Li Daoxuan didn't sigh for a long time, and fell into deep thought again, the establishment of Hidden Dragon, the Great Formation of the Four Saints and the Great Formation of Zhou Tianxing, breaking through the Yang God Realm, and the power of Buddhism and Taoism...

He has too many things to think about, Datang is in a critical time of transformation, and no mistakes are allowed.

Now he has found the third blood, Xuanzang's blood, which contains a wealth of killing gold, which is the power of the six-winged golden cicada, which can meet the requirements of the four holy formations.

Next, only the last blood remains.

Southern Suzaku Bingdinghuo!
Li Daoxuan closed his eyes, only opened his brows and sky eyes, looking at the stars in the sky, and at the same time pinched the seal formula with his hands, trying to deduce the whereabouts of the last blood.

Time goes by little by little, the sun sets in the west, the moon rises in the east, and the stars in the sky are shining brightly.

Li Daoxuan was so immersed in this vast sea of ​​stars that he didn't even notice the little white snake crawling out of his sleeve.

The little white snake is very quiet on weekdays. Its temperament is very different from other monsters. It likes to wrap itself around Li Daoxuan's wrist and sleep. Sometimes Li Daoxuan reads, and it will follow him, and it doesn't know whether it can read or not.

Quiet and elegant, he doesn't like to fight, like a hermit gentleman among demons.

But today, for some unknown reason, it was willing to crawl out of Li Daoxuan's sleeve, and crawled towards the outside, neighing continuously, and there seemed to be a kind of eagerness in its eyes.

"Woof, where are you going, Xiaobai?"

Xiaotian rushed up and asked.

The little white snake ignored it and crawled straight out of the courtyard.

Xiaotian still wanted to stop him, but the little white snake suddenly showed its fangs, and the deadly venom made Xiaotian hesitate.

It was just this moment of effort, it had jumped out and disappeared.

Xiaotian hesitated for a while, and finally chose to guard the master's door.

Like a white horse, the little white snake quickly climbed out of Xuandu Temple, came to the Bashui River in the outskirts of Chang'an, and plunged into it.

There was only a sizzling sound, and wisps of water mist rose up, as if falling into a piece of red-hot soldering iron.

The body of the little white snake rapidly grew in size until it was more than ten feet long. It burrowed deeply 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 in Xuanzhou was wearing black armor and holding a spear, with a murderous look on her brows, and pierced the zombie in front of her with one shot.

Black blood splashed on her face, but she didn't care, her eyes were like cold stars.

"230 seven."

She muttered something, this is the 230th seven-headed demon she killed.

"Captain, that crow is also a monster!"

Among the villains under her command, one was born with spiritual eyes, and his pupils glowed in the dark night. He was searching for traces of demons. When he found the crow fleeing to the west, he hurriedly sounded a reminder.

The girl's eyes were sharp, she nailed the spear to the ground, stretched out her hand, and the bad guy next to her immediately put a big golden bow in her hand.

Draw the bow, shoot the arrow!
The arrow engraved with the demon-conquering rune shot through the crow precisely, and a shrill cry sounded, and the crow fell down, exuding a black demonic aura.

"230 eight."

The girl turned her head to look at the man with a bad mind, and said coldly, "Is there any more?"

"Gone……"

"Head, you are amazing!"

There was a trace of disappointment in the girl's eyes, and she turned around to leave.

Then a paper crane flew towards her.

"It's the sound transmission paper crane of Qin Tianjian. It seems that there is an order from above."

The paper crane fluttered by the girl's ear, saying a word.

"Pass out bad command, call Du Wei Lou Ling to return to Chang'an as soon as possible!"

The girl frowned slightly. The bad guy didn't call her back during the Chang'an flood before. What happened now that he was suddenly called back?
……

(End of this chapter)