Even if you are seeking scriptures is a pit, you must step on it without hesitation.

This is an instinct engraved in the bones of the people who seek the scriptures. Even if the sky is over, I cried and laughed, and it was like a schizophrenia. The next morning, I embarked on the road to the west without saying a word.

No hesitation.

Speaking of which, his original plan was to create a bunch of powerful snake ghosts and then go to the Western Pure Land.

In that case, maybe he has the power to protect himself. Tianhe had doubts about the matter of seeking scriptures very early.

In a sense, the current situation is a few points higher than originally.

Because even if Tianhe gathers a hundred snake and ghosts that are kept in the ghost prison, it is not enough for Tang Luo to slap him.

Those who walk with you are stronger, and they are the former disciples who have learned from the scriptures.

Everyone's purpose is the same.

However, Tianheji's mood showed no sign of improving because of this. Going to the scriptures was a pit, but the white-haired man around him was also a huge crocodile in danger?

Even the old and dead Tianhe experimenters who were once afraid of the most, the most tyrannical and crazy ghosts he knew.

The danger level of these "people" is far inferior to that of Tang Xuanzang around them.

If the method of defining "ghost" in the broadest sense is based on its strength and danger level, then Tang Xuanzang is the most dangerous ghost in the world.

Tianhe firmly believes in this.

At the same time, he also believed that he was just a trembling little bug around the two giant beasts. Even if he had an immortal body, he would only have a little more vitality.

So Tianhe was so panicked.

He looked at the side of him as stable as an old dog, but he didn't know what kind of air source was like in his heart: "I'm about to arrive at the Western Pure Land, aren't you nervous?"

Yu Kongyuan shook his head very calmly.

Two months have passed since the last Huaguo Mountain.

Everyone's journey to the west is about to reach the end. During this period, Tang Luo and the others also met several special ghosts, suspected to be the ones who had once been seeking scriptures.

Like the white giant ape in Huaguo Mountain, when talking about "seeking scriptures", these ghosts will go completely.

If he couldn't ask any useful information, Tang Luo and the others didn't ask.

The location that Yukongyuan and Tianhejin sensed was right in front of you, and the end point was already very close.

However, it is difficult to "cross" such a close distance.

In front of Tang Luo and the others, there was a bottomless black rift, extremely wide. Looking into the distance, you can only see white fog, and you can't figure out how deep and wide the rift is.

The location that Yukongyuan and Tianhe feels is in the rift valley.

And, a voice in the dark told them to jump down!

You cannot take other methods to slowly move forward. If you want to enter the Western Pure Land, you must jump down without hesitation.

"Let's go." Yu Kongyuan said softly, taking a step forward, without any hesitation, he fell directly into this bottomless deep valley.

"Master." Fei Yuan Thirteen whispered and jumped down.

Tianhejin glanced at Tang Luo and said with a smile: "Master Xuanzang, you will come together, right?"

Tang Luo nodded.

"Hey." Tianhe Jin laughed, retreated more than ten meters, closed his eyes and ran forward, and fell down with a "ah".

Tang Luo and Ao Yulie also jumped off at the same time.

The whistling wind was in my ears, and my eyes were quickly replaced by darkness.

Then, a dazzling light occupied all the sight and gradually softened.

"Plop!"

Tang Luo fell into the water and did not feel like he fell from a high place at all. Instead, he was like jumping into the water from the edge of a swimming pool, without any pain or itch, but the water was a little cold.

"This is a bit like a Pure Land."

Tang Luo flew out of the water and landed on the shore. A glimmer of light flashed, his body became clean and refreshing, without any water stains.

In the fairly clear lake, others swam to the shore and looked at the surrounding environment.

There was a large lake where everyone fell, surrounded by lush green grass, and you could also see a few deer looking at them with curious eyes.

There are many buildings nearby, either majestic or exquisite or gorgeous, but unfortunately there is no one living in it for a long time and has been dilapidated and has a decayed beauty.

A towering mountain can be seen in the distance.

A magnificent building can be seen vaguely on the top of the mountain.

Without stopping, the deer flew away, and Tang Luo and the others walked towards the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a two-meter-wide stone step upwards, surrounded by green grass, and a green tree every ten meters on both sides, with unknown pink and white flowers blooming.

As the breeze falls, it is so beautiful.

It is worthy of the title of Western Pure Land, but it is a little quieter.

After walking up the stone steps for more than an hour, everyone came to the closed door.

A plaque on the door.

"Little Leiyin Temple..." Ao Yulie felt a little tooth pain, and it was fine if Huaguo Mountain and Water Curtain Cave.

But this title doesn't look like it was created by the honest man, Senior Brother Third.

When traveling west, "Xiao Leiyin Temple" was a fake made by the old demon of yellow-brow, and it was very disrespectful to Buddhism.

When they opened the heavy door and entered, everyone saw a big tree planted in the very spacious courtyard, with a lush canopy like a green umbrella.

You can vaguely see white and tender fruits growing in the leaves.

There are not many, and they are looming.

Tang Luo frowned slightly, Ao Yulie widened his eyes, walked a few steps, walked under the tree, and looked up.

"Ginseng fruit tree! Master, why is it a ginseng fruit tree?" Ao Yulie turned his head and said with an excited expression.

The ginseng fruit tree is owned by the Great Immortal of Wuzhuangguan Zhenyuan. It blooms every three thousand years and bears every three thousand years. It will mature after another three thousand years. The fruits that bear fall when they meet gold, wither when they meet wood, transform when they meet water, burn when they meet fire, and enter when they meet soil.

The mountains and seas are unique and extremely precious.

There are actually ginseng fruit trees planted in Xiao Leiyin Temple?

A "creak" sound.

Opposite the courtyard, the closed door opened, and a gray-robed monk walked out, erected his one hand in front of his chest. Each step seemed to be small, but it crossed a long distance. He soon came to the tree, folded his hands at Tang Luo and others, and bowed slightly: "Amitabha, little monk Huangquan, you are polite."

"Huh?" Ao Yulie looked at the bald monk.

I found that this person looked a little familiar and recalled it.

Thinking of this guy's appearance, he was almost exactly the same as the executioner warrior he met outside the Lake City.

The same thin, pale face, and a figure that will fall when the wind blows.

The only difference is that one has long hair and the other has bald head.

That guy was named Sanchuan, and he turned Yukongxin into a human-faced eagle.

And this one calls herself the underworld.

Sanchuan was turned into a headless corpse by Tang Luo, so it should be impossible for him to be resurrected, and he rushed to this Western Pure Land before them and turned into a sapling spring.

What is the relationship between the two?

"We've seen it." Ao Yulie looked at Huang Quan and said.

Huang Quan glanced at Ao Yulie and smiled and said, "No, the little monk has never seen the donor." As he said that, his eyes fell on the Yukongyuan and the Tianhe River, and a gentle smile appeared.

But the two of them couldn't help but tremble, and they felt a sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Fei Yuan Thirteen took a step forward and stood in front of Yukongyuan.

Huang Quan's smile remained unchanged: "Two people who have obtained scriptures, please come with the little monk. The true scriptures of the world are in the Sutra Pavilion."

He looked at Tang Luo and the others again: "Three, please rest here for a while."

"Together." Tang Luo looked at Huang Quan and said.

Huang Quan was slightly stunned, then nodded and said, "Okay, then please follow the little monk."

Following Huangquan through the winding corridor and passing through the numerous gates, Tang Luo and the others came to a magnificent tower.

It is also the last building in this complex, towering into the sky.

One-third of them are shrouded in the clouds.

The vermilion gate was more than five meters high, Huang Quan stretched out his hand and slowly pushed it open.

A coldness emanates from the inside out.

"Please." Huang Quan said, and walked in first.

Everyone entered one after another. The moment they stepped into the tower, many chaotic sounds were like magical sounds pouring into their ears.
To be continued...