"Where comes from, what's the matter?"

Two Mahayana monks who were blocking left and right in front of the team saluted and asked.

His eyes were slightly shook, and he looked at the master who was talking to the pilgrim who had all his family property not far away. He then patted the agarwood and said.

"Changxiang, let's say it."

Chenxiang's reaction slowed down for a moment, then he reacted and said, "Two masters, we are coming from the Demon Saint City, and want to see my father... the personal disciple of the Sanzang Patriarch."

The two Mahayana monks nodded slightly and asked, "If you want to see the master, what can you tell me about the specific questions? After all, there are too many donors who want to meet the master every day, so I need to screen them in advance."

"this……"

Chen Xiang's eyes turned around, and simply lifted the corner of the mask slightly, showing a little true face, and asked. "Do you think I'm a little familiar with this kind of appearance?"

The two Mahayana monks frowned and were lifted up by agarwood like this, but suddenly they felt a little familiar.

Then, Chen Xiang pointed at the ninety-nine-meter-high white jade statue standing on the earth and said, "If I say that I am here to meet my father, you can't screen me out, right?"

The two Mahayana monks were stunned on the spot and stunned.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xiang showed a little pride on her face, and ignored the reactions of the two Mahayana monks, and walked straight to the "golden man" sitting cross-legged with the eighth prince.

There were still dozens of steps away, Chenxiang couldn't help but speed up excitedly and shouted, "Senior brother, senior brother..."

"Senior brother?"

The "golden man" who had just sent away the previous donor froze, and looked at the little guy running towards him quickly, and couldn't react a little, and put his palms together.

"Did you... get it wrong, donor?"

"Well?"

Chenxiang stood in front of the "Golden Man" and asked, "This master, is your master the holy monk Sanzang?"

"That's natural. I'm a formal disciple who has served the apprenticeship in front of my master." The "Golden Man" said with a bit of pride in his tone.

At this moment, I was following Chenxiang and listening to the "Golden Man"'s words, and my expression became a little strange.

This sound...is not very similar to Sand Monk!

Then, I looked up and down carefully at the "golden man", but the "golden man" was so thick that he could not even see his true appearance at all. He could only roughly tell that he was a burly and stubborn man.

Chen Xiang didn't think much, and excitedly lifted the mask and introduced herself, "My father is Tang Sanzang!"

!!!

Golden man.

As the eyes of the "Golden Man" suddenly opened wide, he couldn't calm down and watched a large amount of gold powder falling down again.

"hiss……"

A long and extremely cool sound of gasping sounded, and it was vaguely uneasy that the surrounding climate had become much warmer.

"The master actually has children left in the world? This...this...this..."

The "Golden Man" quickly got up, and was so excited that he shook layers of gold powder on the ground. He quickly wanted to go forward to support the agarwood, as if he was worried that he would accidentally hurt the agarwood and had nowhere to start.

Immediately, the "Golden Man" turned around and knelt towards the white jade statue without hesitation in front of the agarwood and the eighth prince, kowtowed "bangdongdongdongdong", tears flowed downwards, shouting.

"The heaven has eyes, so that Master, you will not be able to die. Five hundred years after your immortal death, you will have a child appear in front of me. It's really a joyful and great joy!!!"

"Eh? No!"

The "Golden Man" suddenly reacted, stood up suddenly, turned around and glared at the agarwood, shouting with awesomeness. "Bold, my master has passed away for more than 500 years. Even if there are descendants left in the world, it is absolutely impossible to be a human child like you!"

"I really didn't lie to my senior brother. Could it be that you, senior brother, do you think I don't look like my father?" Chen Xiang explained.

"this……"

The "Golden Man" looked at the agarwood carefully and turned his head back and forth to look at the statue. He murmured with confusion several times in his mind.

"Female features are really very similar..."

"It's not right. Ten years after Senior Brother Bajie left Gaolaozhuang, he had a six-year-old son. He was furious. At that time, I asked the reason specifically..."

"Isn't it the same principle as the current master's death for five hundred years and having a five or six-year-old child?"

...

And just as the "Golden Man" muttered to himself, his uneasy eyes fell on his face, and to be more precise, it should be said that they fell on the two clear tears on his face.

The gold powder was carried away by tears, but what was revealed was dark skin like ink.

Master Sha Seng?

Master Black Bear?

Yi Nanping suddenly asked, "Are you a black bear spirit?"

Listening to the sudden question of "Golden Man" was slightly stunned, and turned his eyes to look at "Golden Man" and said, "Who are you? Why do you know?"

"The Sanzang Holy Monk once left a few words and mentioned things outside the Guanyin Zen Temple. At that time, a black bear was chanting, 'The Holy Monk and Master', and wanted to follow him to travel west. The Sanzang Holy Monk thought that the road to travel west was difficult, so he did not allow it." He spoke in a simple manner.

As soon as the extremely familiar title of "Holy Monk and My Master" was released, the black bear spirit had no doubt at all.

Those who know about this are the other monks present.

But more than five hundred years have passed, and many monks of human race have passed away, and they have buried this secret in the soil for a long time.

In this way... If the person in front of him was not the person who was extremely caring to the holy monk, he would have really obtained the diary written by the holy monk himself, otherwise it would be impossible for him to know this.

Immediately, the black bear devil's head shook back and forth in front of Nanpinghe Chenxiang, and confirmed again. "Are you... really the master's child?"

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"Yes, teacher..."

Before the agarwood could speak again, she interrupted her thoughts.

"If I know, you... are not a disciple of the Tripitaka Holy Monk, why are you pretending to be a property that deceives many creatures here? Who is the person who is the master Sha Seng?"

"Imagine a personal disciple? Deceive property?"

The black bear spirit turned his head and retorted repeatedly. "I don't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense. As for Master Sha Seng, then it's naturally Senior Brother Sha Seng himself..."

At this moment, the many creatures who were originally queuing outside seemed to have noticed the strangeness of the black bear spirit and caused a little commotion.

The black bear spirit rubbed his hands in a little embarrassment, and then said to Chenxiang. "This junior brother, how about you standing aside and waiting for a while? Let me deal with many believers' affairs, and then explain to you in detail."
Chapter completed!