The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Seeing Master's figure disappearing again, Sun Wukong and the others were shocked. After looking at each other, they realized that they had no way to stop this.

"I hope nothing will happen." After Sun Wukong whispered, he planned to look at the situation.

This time it was no longer Wuzhangyuan. After Xuan Zang stood firm, he found himself on an official road.

Looking around, there are refugees on the official roads, everyone is undressed, and looks yellow and thin. It is obvious that there has been some catastrophe.

When Xuan Zang frowned and looked at all this, he found a cloud of smoke rising in the distance.

When he looked at it, he found that it was a group of cavalry in armor.

I saw that the cavalry didn't care about the people on the official road, galloping forward, and screamed all the time.

Xuan Zang frowned, but knew that he couldn't do anything, so he could only watch it all.

At this moment, among the refugees, a young man dressed as a scholar stood up and blocked the cavalry with open arms.

Seeing that the cavalry was about to run into it, there was no deceleration at all. In the next second, the horse under the hip of the cavalry slammed his knees and fell to the ground instantly.

The soldier on horseback rolled down to the ground, but after a while, the soldier took out the long knife from his waist and walked towards the scholar viciously.

"You want to die!?"

The scholar looked at the soldier with a look of resentment, and said angrily: "The war has been going on for years, and the people are already miserable. Not only is your frontier army unable to prevent the barbarians from invading, but you have the ability to run wild here!?"

The Jiashi was taken aback for a moment, and then sneered: "Then what can you do?"

"The days of grandpa licking blood on the knife's edge have passed a lot. Today, there is military affairs. You are blocking the military plane here. Do you know how the dead word is written?"

The scholar sighed lightly and took off the hat from his head. Xuan Zang was taken aback when he saw this, and he still looked exactly like himself.

"Since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the Northland has been lost. Even if you don’t say that you are going south, even people have become stupid..."

The sergeant frowned, obviously a little dissatisfied with what the scholar said about him, but he hesitated for a while when he looked at the clothes on the other side.

I saw the scholar looking far to the north and sighed lightly: "Don't drive forward, the city is broken, I have no chance to return to the north in the Southern Dynasty..."

The sergeant's face changed drastically, and the cold light in his eyes flickered, and he pulled the scholar to the front, and said with a cold voice: "Guanai defender is a giant of 100,000, how can you ruin it with a single word?"

"When I just left, the army was already in the water that broke the embankment. A hundred thousand army? It didn't last for a day."

The sergeant heard this with an incredible look on his face, and after a long time he took a step back in a daze.

"How can it be!?"

"That's the only opportunity for the army to counterattack, a hundred thousand army!"

"The Southern Dynasty has no fighting spirit. After the attire goes south, is there someone in the court who wants to return to the North?" The scholar smiled bitterly, "My race has been staying in the stalemate between the North and the South, just to follow the ancestral instructions. I have to go back to the North when I die."

"After retiring today, I have no face to face the spirit of the ancestors in the sky."

"The fall of the Northland is really my generation's fault!"

"No! Even if you lose ground, you have to try again. The pass is more than the sky!"

The sergeant roared, then turned on his horse and planned to go to the pass to take a look. He was about to ride his horse to the pass, but found himself blocked by the scholar.

"Do you want to die?" After a cold voice, the sergeant looked at the scholar with a green face.

"If the sergeant wants to leave, he will bring him up and down. Although his martial arts skills are not high, he does not intend to retreat. It is worth the battle to die."

Hearing this, the sergeant's eyes lit up, and he nodded and said, "If this is the case, let me wait and go together."

As soon as the voice fell, the scholar's eyes brightened, he led a horse, turned on the horse, and drove the pair of sergeants toward the pass with a long sword in his hand.

As soon as the picture turned, he saw that Xuan Zang appeared on the bridge again, recalling the previous picture Xuan Zang knew that those people were not coming back.

The Northern and Southern Dynasties matter naturally. The Northern Land has been occupied for a hundred years, which can be called catastrophe.

At this time Xuan Zang knew that what he saw was his past life.

I smiled bitterly in my heart, the feeling of family and country is no more than that. Although I am one of the thousands of people who have thrown their heads and blood, but I have done my responsibility anyway.

It's better than those who are hiding in the south and lingering, and those who mourn the spring and autumn are stronger.

Thinking of this, Xuan Zang realized that he had reached the center of the bridge, and after a little hesitation, he took another step.

As soon as the picture turned, Xuan Zang realized that his surrounding environment had changed.

I saw that I was in a small courtyard at this time, and there were throbbing shouts from the house, and Xuan Zang was slightly taken aback, always feeling that the scene before him was a bit familiar.

While Xuan Zang was thinking, he suddenly heard a loud cry of a child, and a stout woman ran out of the room, her face full of excitement.

"Born! Born! A son!"

In an instant, Xuan Zang was shocked, he was originally in his childhood home!

Thinking of this, Xuan Zang raised his head towards the sky, and saw the faint golden light floating in the sky, and it was exactly the same as the mother told him at the beginning. He was indeed born with a vision.

I saw that the yard at this time also seemed to realize the vision in the sky, and knelt down on the ground to worship.

When his stature became stiff, Xuan Zang gave a wry smile, really didn't know what to say.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding environment changed, and disappeared like a fast-moving scene, and changed to another scene.

When Xuan Zang was wondering, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Looking in the direction of the sound, Xuan Zang found the familiar figure behind, and his heart suddenly became excited.

"Master!"

After yelling, Xuan Zang remembered that there was no way for people to notice what he was sitting on now.

Since the death of Master Immortal, I have never seen Master again.

I saw that the master was holding a child in his hands, and the child's blank expression was exactly the Xuan Zang from his childhood.

A look of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, Xuan Zang just wanted to take a good look at Master's appearance.

"From today you will have your own dharma name, Xuan Zang, you are a disciple of the master, do you understand?"

"Understood, mother let the disciple follow Master's practice!"

"Haha, how lucky is it to be a teacher with this beautiful apprentice?"

"Master Master! The world has passed you down as a land immortal. Are you really an immortal god, the kind of immortal god?"

Hearing this, Fa Tian smiled slightly and said, "What immortality is there in this world? There will be a day when a teacher will die."

With an innocent look, Xuan Zang asked, "Then where will you go back after the Master's death?"

Fa Tian was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled lightly: "If you are lucky enough to enter the Zhenxi Dragon Palace, you will be able to see Master."

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