Datang unsigned for six years, only to know that it is Journey to the West

Just when Su Chen was having a headache, a charming figure climbed up Yunyuan Mountain.

Su Chen looked around, and saw a woman in red with a good figure, holding an oil-paper umbrella and carrying a bamboo basket, coming crookedly.

"Master Tianshi, the little girl lives in Qinglongfang, Chang'an, and she has some troubles in her heart, so she wants to ask for a lottery."

When Su Chen saw the pilgrims coming to the door, he was overjoyed and went to greet them.

Holding the dust whisk in one hand and the demon mirror in the other, the rain has just gone, and the dark clouds still cover the sun.

Su Chen said: "Boundless Heavenly Venerable, what is the good woman asking for?!"

The woman in red said: "The little girl lost a younger sister more than a month ago. She is smart, cute, and kind, but she disappeared when she left Chang'an alone."

Su Chen comforted: "The good woman doesn't need pills, but do you know where she got lost?!"

The woman in red said: "She got lost on the way to Hualongguan, she..."

When she was about to continue talking, she suddenly saw a futon in front of the Sanqing Palace, and she became angry immediately, tears also whirled down her face.

Su Chen was taken aback, "Don't be excited, the philanthropist, let's draw lots first."

The woman in red came to the futon, but did not draw lots, but hugged the futon and said, "You actually peeled off her skin and made it into a futon."

Su Chen froze for a moment, "Huh?!"

The woman in red hugged the futon and wept. At this moment, Su Chen was a little confused. He stepped forward to appease her, and glanced at the demon mirror in his hand.

At this time, the demon mirror was facing the woman in red, and it was not the woman in red holding the futon, but a red fox crying while holding the futon.

Su Chen was startled, "Evil?!"

The woman in red was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the demon mirror in Su Chen's hand, and couldn't help frowning.

"I didn't expect you to have such a treasure in your hands."

Just at this time, the clouds in the sky cleared up, the weak sunlight fell, and a golden light burst out from the demon mirror, covering the woman in red.

"Wow!"

The woman in red let out a scream, and stepped back several steps, quickly avoiding the light.

Then the skin on her body began to peel off, as if it was severely burned, the pain made her grin her teeth, wanting to tear her eyes apart.

"You hurt me with a magic weapon!"

The woman's voice was sharp, her body was full of monsters, and she bared her teeth and claws.

When Su Chen saw this, although he was shocked, he took the demon mirror and pointed it at it again. The light swept across, and the fox demon was enveloped and continued to burn, excruciatingly painful.

The fox demon screamed and begged for mercy.

"Tianshi, forgive me, forgive me, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't take the risk..."

Before finishing the begging, dark clouds once again covered the sun, and the demon mirror lost its brilliance.

The fox demon stood up.

She has a ferocious face, half human and half demon, with a demonic aura, baring her teeth and claws, and screaming shrilly.

"Without the old Taoist priest and the sword to protect you, this magic weapon is useless. I'll see how you hurt me."

The fox demon immediately pounced on it.

Facing monsters, Su Chen dared not be careless!

Su Chen raised his hand and was about to cast Fa Tian Xiang Di, and greeted him with Seven-step Killing Fist and Heartless Palm, but before the fox demon approached, his body was full of divine light.

The immortal golden body of the Holy Emperor felt the attack of the evil spirit and awakened on its own!

Chapter 54

Light flashed.

The divine light is lingering, and wherever the divine light passes, demons and evils are warded off.

The fox demon didn't die under the light of the demon mirror, but was enveloped by the divine light of Su Chen's holy emperor's immortal golden body, and gradually disappeared.

She yelled sadly and desperately: "Immortal golden body? How is it possible, mere mortals, how is it possible..."

Seeing the fox demon disappearing into thin air, Su Chen was stunned.

"This evil spirit seems to be not as powerful as last time, but it was killed by my golden divine light."

"However, some evil spirits are eyeing me. It seems that I am not low-key enough. It is a clear choice not to pray for rain in person this time."

Su Chen rejoiced secretly, and at the same time, he secretly made up his mind to keep a low profile in the days to come.

Then he looked left and right again, and finally decided to hang the demon mirror on the plaque of [Hualong Guan], if someone came to ask for a lottery, he would be able to tell if it was a person or a ghost with a glance at the demon mirror.

And if there are evil spirits approaching, the sunlight and moonlight will not be covered by dark clouds, so they will have nowhere to hide.

Su Chen clapped his hands. After finishing everything, he calmed down and started to practice.

He wants to make himself stronger, because this Tang Dynasty is not simple, and he also needs to have enough strength to protect himself.

In the next few days, Sun Simiao's task of praying for rain was also completed, and under the admiration of all the people, he accepted the emperor's reward on the spot.

The emperor granted Sun Simiao the title of first-rank great celestial master, which was on a par with Su Chen, but Sun Simiao refused, so he could only settle for the second best, and was conferred the title of first-rank celestial master.

The word [big] is omitted.

Later, Sun Simiao was granted the title of Uncle Yunyuan, without fiefdom, but he could receive all the benefits of the earl.

Sun Simiao readily accepted, and Uncle Yun Yuan could make him stay in Yunyuan Mountain with more peace of mind and serve Su Chen.

After accepting the reward, Sun Simiao didn't stay too long, and went directly back to the Dragon Transformation Temple in Yunyuan Mountain.

He can't be as indifferent to fame and fortune as Su Chen, but he hopes to return home with a reputation and share it with Su Chen.

When Sun Simiao came back this time, he brought back a group of pilgrims, which made Su Chen laugh from ear to ear.

But there are some troubles.

Although there were many pilgrims, they all came for Sun Simiao. They were asking for a lottery, and they hoped that Sun Simiao would give them a lottery.

Su Chen was dumbfounded.

How could Sun Simiao know how to solve the lottery? Su Chen did the calling of the wind and the rain. He is just a puppet, and he only knows how much he is.

It was to find Su Chen, "Master, this disciple is not good at learning, and he can't untie the lottery at all. I beg the master to suffer."

Then kneel down and kowtow.

At this time, he felt extremely guilty, and it was fine that he couldn't share Su Chen's worries, but he still made Su Chen suffer.

He wished he could slap himself a few times.

Su Chen said: "It's okay, let them all come to me."

Subsequently.

Under Sun Simiao's explanation and introduction, the pilgrims finally turned to Su Chen.

They themselves have something to ask for, and they want to ask for a signature.

Since Sun Simiao said that Su Chen is more powerful, and Su Chen is still a master, they came to beg Su Chen immediately after hearing the explanation!

Su Chen was so happy that he was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, and his mouth was dry.

There are not many times when there are so many pilgrims, and he knows that the enthusiasm is temporary, so he must hurry up and solve one by one.

Signed on the top, 15 years of skill.

In the upper lottery, 18 years of skill.

Medium lottery, 16 years of skill.

In the lottery, 20 years of skill.

……

After a busy day, Su Chen visited more than 30 pilgrims, but none of them placed a lottery.

And the waiting pilgrims also descended one after another, and most of them may not come in the near future.

However, the days of full pilgrims can last for a few days.

Su Chen watched it for four or five days during these days, and his skill has also been raised to the point of 4000 years!

In just a few days, it was worth half a month's signing in the past.

Three days later, Sun Simiao's fever passed, and the number of pilgrims who went up the mountain to ask for a lottery dropped sharply.

Su Chen has been swatting flies for two hours.

Sun Simiao brought a bowl of tea, "Master, today is so leisurely, I am very happy to see you resting."

Su Chen said, "I'm not happy."

Sun Simiao said in astonishment: "Master can be at leisure, why not be happy?!"

Su Chen said: "I'm not happy if I can't share the worries for others."

Sun Simiao was immediately astonished and ashamed of himself.

next moment.

A voice came up, "Lord Tianshi is really compassionate, but it's a pity that some people don't understand the mind of Tianshi."

Su Chen raised his eyes and saw an acquaintance, Gao Shilian, Minister of Rites.

Gao Shilian is also the eldest grandson Wuji's uncle, a genius in Tiance Mansion, when Li Shimin sees him, he has to be courteous and call him uncle.

This time only Gao Shilian climbed the mountain alone.

Su Chen said: "Why did the father-in-law say such a thing?!"

Gao Shilian did not answer, but reverently clasped his fists and bowed in salute, saying: "Lord Tianshi, you are polite."

Su Chen returned the gift, "Grandpa, you are welcome."

Gao Shilian said: "Lord Tianshi, it is a great thing. The rice seeds discovered by His Majesty have matured, and the yield per mu is astonishing, reaching an average of five thousand catties."

Speaking of this, he was a little excited and surprised.

The endless introduction of rice seeds, and calling it Xiandao, is a gift from heaven to Datang.

Su Chen said: "It's great, finally everyone can eat our fairy rice."

Gao Shilian nodded repeatedly, and said, "Yes, it's really great. Although your celestial rice tastes average, but... what? Your celestial rice?!"

His eyes widened in disbelief.

Sun Simiao laughed beside him and said, "That's right, when His Majesty came to ask us to give it, it would ripen nine times a year. It should have matured a long time ago. I didn't expect to encounter a drought. Fortunately, it has finally matured now."

Su Chen also nodded and said: "The disaster victims inside and outside Chang'an can also have a full meal and go home."

Sun Simiao saluted with formulas, "Master's heart and soul are all disaster victims, disciples are not as good."

Gao Shilian was already dumbfounded by the side.

He also wanted to show off the fairy rice, but it turned out that it was given to His Majesty by Master Tianshi. No wonder His Majesty believes so deeply that rice seeds can feed the world.

Nine crops a year, yielding thousands of catties per mu.

"No wonder Your Majesty doesn't care about next year as long as the noble family can stabilize the food price this year, because once this thing becomes popular next year, food will be cheaper than grass!"

Although Gao Shilian is also from a noble family, he also wants to share honor and shame with Datang. When Su Chen resolved such a big matter, he bowed immediately.

"Thank you, Lord Tianshi, for your dedication to Datang. This is not a gift from heaven, but a gift from Tianshi."

Su Chen smiled and waved his hands, not caring.

He was actually very interested in Gao Shilian himself. It was said that Gao Shilian was the one who cultivated immortality, and he was the one who brought Hongfu girl to cultivate in Tiance Mansion.

I don't know how much he has.

Then Su Chen seemed to think of something, and smiled wryly, "I'm afraid no one will go up the mountain today to ask for a lottery. It means that the grain harvest is good. The emperor releases the grain, and everyone has gone to collect the grain."

Gao Shilian heard his muttering, nodded and said: "Yes, no one will bother the Heavenly Master today."

"However, there are some people who are making trouble for the Celestial Master."

He took out a brochure and said: "This is the brochure that Jinji Temple handed over to the Ministry of Rites, and you can fool the common people at Hualong Temple."

Su Chen frowned, was a copy? !