Chat Group of Myriad Worlds of Tang Dynasty

"Master, do you have to go west?"
Xuanzang nodded.

There are more and more voices from the side.

"Not going west, okay?"

The woman's voice seemed to have a feeling of weeping and complaining.

Xuanzang was silent for a while, then shook his head.

At this time, Li Daozong smiled and pointed at the little girl upstairs, "Master Xuanzang is a disciple of Buddhism. He made a great wish to go westward. If he doesn't go, you will support him?"

There was no reason for what he said. As soon as he said it, Li Daozong realized that he was wrong.

On the overwhelming Chang'an Zhuque Street, voices resounded through the sky.

"I'll take care of you!"

For the first time, Li Daozong felt the power of women in Chang'an.

It seems that I was not unpopular back then, but that I was not handsome enough.

Look at this Xuanzang, he is young and handsome, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a Tang general, with an invincible face.

Li Daozong envied such a person.

Thinking that although he was young and frivolous, he was extremely handsome, but compared to Xuanzang who was betrayed by others, he was still a lot inferior.

The key is that if others find Li Daozong, they will avoid suspicion. After all, men and women live in the same room, which is a bit indecent and inconsistent with etiquette.

But looking for Xuanzang will be fine, that is called studying Buddhism, that is called learning Indian scriptures, learning foreign languages.

Chen Qingquan would feel pain when he heard it, and Qi Tongwei would cry when he saw it... To learn a foreign language, you have to learn from these bald donkeys.

The grand event in Chang'an has attracted the attention of many people.

Li Ke stood on a high place and looked at Xuanzang who was about to travel far.

"Master, if he never returns, what should we do?"

Li Ke is not worried about this, after all, in history, Xuanzang will come back.

Of course, if no one really came back, then there must be others going forward to that place.

There is no Xuanzang, and there are monks with other dharma titles.

Until one day they succeed.

Houhou looked at Xuanzang, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, "Husband, this monk is a bit evil."

Li Ke was stunned: "Wuhou, you can actually see that other people have evil spirits?"

Wan Wan smiled, and stuck it on Li Ke: "Husband, you forgot, she is a saint of the Demon Sect, of course she has discerning eyes."

"This monk looks like a demon, and he is not a good thing at first glance."

Li Ke sighed in his heart, why do you think monks are not good things.

But looking at Xuanzang's appearance, he was indeed exhausted, with dark circles under his eyes.

I don't know if it's because I'm too tired from communicating with those female Bodhisattvas at night, or because I have to prepare for a trip recently, and I'm overwhelmed.

Xiao Wu lay on the railing, smiling and watching those crazy good men and women, his eyes once again showed his longing for power.

"How about I become a nun?"

"I want to become the most powerful nun in Datang."

"I want to become a nun admired by all people."

Li Ke knew what she meant, and smiled lightly: "Yes, but no matter how powerful the nun is, if the emperor gives an order, her head will be lost, even if you are the most beautiful woman in the world."

Xiao Wu was still pouting at first, but when Li Ke said that she was the most beautiful woman in the world, it changed instantly.

What nuns are not nuns, what rights are not rights, beauty is enough.

When Xuanzang set off, he looked back at the attic and saw Li Ke, with a flash of gratitude in his eyes.

There is no way, if he doesn't leave, he is afraid that he will be eaten by the princes and nobles.

On the grassland, Tang Jian shivered when the cold wind blew.

The grassland is different from the Central Plains of the Tang Dynasty. In the Central Plains, no one would think that it is right for these people to live like this on the grassland.

But when you come to Turks, to Tiele, to Huihe, to this vast land, you will find that all the etiquette and etiquette are nonsense.

The theme of Prairie is survival.

Running rabbits and fleeing wolves are all running for their lives.But when fleeing for their lives, the wolves can always catch the lone rabbit and the lone antelope.

Tang Jian's face was also tanned, and under the severe cold, his face was greasy.

"The mutton soup is still good, every family likes it."

Tang Jian looked at the woman beside him and said slowly.

There was no special expression on the woman's face, she just nodded.

Outside the tent not far away, a burst of smoke rose into the sky, Tang Jian narrowed his eyes, "It looks like they still want to fight."

Tang Jian built a place on the grassland, raised some cattle and sheep, and sold mutton soup.

Of course, if it wasn't for this place being close to Gaochang Kingdom, maybe he wouldn't dare.

The dim earth city wall was not far from Tang Jian's tent, and Tang Jian didn't like to go to the city when it was cold.

The Turkic army was fighting in full swing. After a hard fight, the shouts of killing finally disappeared.

A smile appeared on Tang Jian's face: "Get ready, the guests are coming."

This is the only neutral place at present. Anyone who fights and kills on the grassland and meets each other in arms, but as long as they meet here in Tang Jian, whether it is the troops of Tuli Khan or Jieli Khan, they must Shake hands and make peace, drink a bowl of soup.

Now several soldiers were sitting aside, Tang Jian picked up the stick in the mutton soup, smiled and said, "Why are you so nervous today?"

A Turkic soldier said in Tang official dialect that was not very fluent but could still be heard clearly: "You Tang people, I don't know, it is now the last moment on the grassland."

"Yeah, Tuli Khan and Yehu Khan are fighting for the last bit of glory."

Tang Jian pretended to be afraid, clutching his chest, "Then... who will win?"

The soldier on the side smiled: "Both khans are of the most orthodox Turkic blood, and whoever wins will do."

"Then why are you still fighting?"

Tang Jian's question was a bit serious, so several people fell silent.

"Everyone, don't be angry. I'm just a ignorant and rude person. In our village, if anyone wants to be the patriarch, he has to go up and fight with the patriarch candidate. If he agrees, he can become the patriarch."

After these words fell, there seemed to be a series of sharp eyes appearing in the room on the side.

"It's a good one to go up and fight by yourself."

"well said!"

The two people who appeared, one was tall and the other was Yushu Linfeng, at least compared to these Turkic people, they were regarded as Yushu Linfeng.

"The boss is right!"

The two looked at each other and smiled. If Li Ke and others were here, they would find that these two were Tuli Khan and Night Pot Khan.

Today is the time for their decisive battle, and they will also decide the winner today and choose a real grassland king.

So they went to this neutral place and finished their soup.

After eating this bowl of soup, there will be no more talk about success or failure in the future.

Winners and losers, no one will say anything superfluous.

Tang Jian smiled and looked at the two of them: "Both of you are distinguished guests. I'm just a commoner, and I don't know what glory is."

"But I know that if you want to be strong, you have to unite."