One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 513 Who Comes From

"Aren't there 56 more?" Tang Sanzang laughed, and walked aside to start cooking porridge.

Sun Wukong looked at the back of Tang Sanzang cooking porridge thoughtfully, then glanced at the monks walking anxiously outside the small courtyard, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing.

After everyone had breakfast, monk Hong Miao, who had been waiting outside for a long time, brought a young monk in his thirties through the courtyard door. , Looked like a monk finally.

Although Hong Miao was nervous, she still smiled and said, "Master, the temple is surrounded by heavy troops, what is the way to get out?"

"Enter the palace to meet the king." Tang Sanzang said with a smile, and looked at the monk beside him. He was of medium height, as skinny as the other monks, but his glasses were as black as ink, and they were quite spiritual.

This monk remembered that when he was speaking last night, he sat at the front and listened very carefully. He also asked a few questions afterwards, which was the most in-depth question among all the monks.

"Disciple Hong Ji, I have met the master." Seeing Tang Sanzang looking at him, the young monk would quickly introduce himself to me, his eyes full of respect and reverence. It has completely convinced him, it is a feeling of another level, but the simple words are like enlightenment, and it suddenly awakens the problem that he has been thinking about for several years.

"This is Xiaoseng's junior, and he is also the youngest junior in Hong's generation. Back then, my master said that he would be the rejuvenating person of our Zhiyuan Temple." Hong Miao also followed suit.

"Master Hong Ji." Tang Sanzang followed suit and nodded. It seems that this monk is not very old, and his seniority in this Zhiyuan Temple is not young, but it is a bit like him when he was in Jinshan Temple. To help an old monk, you have to call yourself Master Uncle... That feeling is quite cool.

"Grandmaster has a noble status, so it's no problem to enter the palace to face the saint... However, the current saint was raised by three national teachers, and he is only ten years old now. It can be said that the three of them firmly control the government and the affairs of Che Chiguo. All these things, they have been trying to kill us all these years, I am afraid that even Grandmaster can't persuade them to let us go." Hong Miao looked at Tang Sanzang, worried.

"It doesn't matter, this matter is on our shoulders. As long as you don't bear any unforgivable crimes, I will guarantee to set you free." Tang Sanzang shook his head and said, looking at the disciples who had already been cleaned up, he nodded and said: " Then let's go, let's go to the palace to have a look." Saying this, Master Hong Miao, who was hesitant to speak, walked outside first.

"Senior brother, you don't have to worry. Master Sanzang must have a clever plan. You didn't come to listen to the master's lecture last night. That kind of Buddha nature has completely exceeded the limit I can imagine." Hong Ji said with a smile, and followed quickly. There was no trace of worry on his face, and he had completely trusted Tang Sanzang.

"Alas..." Hong Miao looked at the backs of the crowd, the expression on her face changed several times, she couldn't help turning her head to look in the direction of Tallinn, clenched her fists, sighed, and followed quickly.

When everyone left the small courtyard, the monks who were noisy outside quieted down and stared at Tang Sanzang and his group. It can be said that everyone's hope in life is pinned on Tang Sanzang. If he fails to get the king to pardon him Everyone, I am afraid that the soldiers who surrounded Zhiyuan Temple this time did not just come in and arrest everyone. They have seen a lot of blood over the years and know what the result of the resistance is.

Tang Sanzang looked at those monks, but without saying a word, he walked straight towards the gate.

"I beg Master Tang Seng to save us from the sea of ​​suffering!" One of the monks shouted, and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

"I beg Master Tang Seng to save us from the sea of ​​suffering!" Immediately after that, voices gradually resounded in the crowd, falling to their knees like dominoes, and everyone shouted in unison, their voices were shrill and nervous.

Tang Sanzang stopped and looked back at the shiny bald heads kneeling on the ground. He hadn't seen such a scene for a long time.

"Don't worry, I will try my best." Tang Sanzang nodded without making any promises, but he still had the demeanor of a generation of masters.

Turning around and walking to the gate, holding the latch of the gate with both hands and pushing it out...the gate remained motionless.

"Huh?" Tang Sanzang raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't use much force, there was no reason why the door couldn't be opened.

"Master, this door... is opened inwards." Sha Wanjing reminded in a low voice.

"Huh?" Tang Sanzang withdrew his hand in embarrassment that was going to continue to push forward. Sure enough, he was handsome for less than three seconds. He stretched out his hand and pulled the two doors inward. The tall and thick wooden door slowly opened inward. Outside, hundreds of iron cavalry were on standby to charge. Three rows of archers drew their longbows into a full moon and faced the direction of the gate. There were many soldiers with long knives and spears on both sides. They all stared in the direction of the gate and waited. The general in black armor in front gave the order.

The door opened slowly, and the expected scene of monks swarming out and fleeing indiscriminately did not appear. The first one to walk out was a young monk.

This monk is very young, wearing brand-new monk robes and light red cassock, with a face like a crown jade, handsome and handsome, completely different from those monks in Che Chi Kingdom who have been hungry for more than ten years and are already skinny.

Just looking at the monk, everyone couldn't help but feel some admiration in their hearts. This kind of monk, who looks like a Buddha descending to earth, is probably the real monk, and he is really different from those monks.

And following the young monk came five girls, all of them were as beautiful as gods, with different clothes on their bodies, but they all couldn't hide their looks, not to mention that it was hard to find such beauties on the road, even in the palace, they might not be able to match them. They are comparable.

The last two monks came out, one old and one young. These two monks looked a bit like Che Chiguo monks should be. Although they were wearing cassocks, they still couldn't hide their thin bodies.

The leading general looked at this scene, and was also stunned. His eyes fell on Sun Wukong and the others, and he couldn't hide his salivation. He looked at the young monk who took the lead, facing hundreds of horses, and stretched his bow and arrow into a full moon. Hand, his complexion didn't change at all, and even the slightest trace of fear could not be seen in his eyes, which made him even more surprised, who had experienced many battles.

It seems that this is the so-called Great Tang Monk. The general put away the contempt in his heart. With such a heart, he really came from the Great Tang Empire. He originally wanted to give him a blow, but he didn't expect to be directly despised up.

"Who is coming! Tell us your name, take another step forward, and you'll shoot the arrow!" The general took a step forward, holding the long sword at his waist in one hand, and said loudly.

(End of this chapter)