Looking at Tang Seng and his disciples, Taiyi Tianzun and Jiuling Yuansheng both looked contemptuous.

Finally, Taiyi Tianzun said, "Okay, okay, hurry up and save your master!" He rode on the nine-headed lion and turned into a colorful light and walked away. He really didn't bother to pay attention to these guys. After Tianzun left, Sun Wukong fell down from the clouds, and Bajie and Sha Seng also became proud and began to swear. After King Yuhua returned to the royal city, he immediately sent someone to empty the treasures on Zhujie Mountain.

Finally, Sun Wukong set off another fire, burned all the palaces, terraces, fairy mountains and pavilions, and finally destroyed the nine-curve fairyland into a ruined mountain kiln. This really made the brothers angry, and it was so pleasant that they could hear and see, and everyone ran to tell each other. The master and disciple rested in Yuhua City for several days, and Gao Lan finally rushed back to the team.

It is already cold winter and heavy snow is spreading on the ground. But it is about to arrive in Tianzhu Kingdom, Tang Monk and his disciples are in high spirits and walk non-stop every day. Gao Lan has lost nearly half of the outer pill this time, but he doesn't care at all, because when repairing the outer pill, Gao Lan found that there is a lot of faith incense in his elixir furnace. This is the incense of the people of Fengxian County, almost everywhere, and endlessly.

Therefore, it took less than half a month before Gao Lan refinished the outer pill. At the same time, she also realized the benefits of seeking the right result. If she could open up a city block in the future and truly take root, then practicing would definitely be twice the result with half the effort. Moreover, although she was beaten by the Nine Spirit Yuansheng this time and fled in a panic, Gao Lan also merged with the power of wind and fire, and her skills were unique, and her strength increased!

That night, the wind and snow were roaring on the mountain. Master and disciple Tang Monk lit a bonfire in a cave to grill food, and they had a happy life. Sun Wukong sat at the entrance of the cave to watch the night, Tang Monk leaned in his sleeping bag and looked at the scriptures, while Bajie and Sha Monk were talking and laughing together. Gao Lan was still guarding the alchemy furnace, burning the alchemy tirelessly. Behind her, the Dharma images of the nine Buddha tigers were slightly rhythmic in the fire.

Gao Lan's Nine-Turning Xuantong has been integrated into one, called "Wind and Fire Tribulation", which is several times stronger than the ordinary Nine-Turning Xuantong Formation. Especially now, her fairy energy is as vast as the starlight and the Milky Way. After urging the alchemy furnace formation, the magic fire rose with black fire clouds that were radiant from gold, and tempered various elixir meals, several times faster than before! Even a big fat pig can be quenched into a small suckling pig as big as a fist in just a few breaths.

Even Sun Wukong was amazed by Gao Lan's current fairy aura of gold and black as fire clouds. It has to be admitted that Gao Lan was able to escape from the hands of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng. Luck is certainly one aspect, and strength is also an indispensable factor. She and Lao Sun are the only people in Yuhua City to escape from Zhujie Mountain. Such strength also made Gao Lan truly feel at ease in the traveling west team.

"Huh, it's done!"

Gao Lan put away the magic fire, let out a long breath, and summoned a pill of longan-eye-like elixir from the elixir furnace. This is the first pill of real elixir that Gao Lan really tempered, except for the inner elixir, outer elixir, and elixir. It is the "Shousheng Pill"! Sun Wukong has seen this kind of thing, but the Shousheng Pill cannot attract his interest. Or the Westward Travel Team has eaten ginseng fruit, but it is not very interested in this kind of thing.

But Gao Lan felt extremely satisfied. Because this means that he had truly had the ability to refine alchemy. With the content recorded in the booklet in Tsinghua Cave, Gao Lan was fully qualified to open up a holy land as long as he found the treasures of heaven and earth in the future. After putting away the alchemy furnace, the holy fetal Dharma image behind Gao Lan gradually retracted it back into his body, and he focused his mind cross-legged to consolidate his cultivation.

The next day, it was dawn, and it was another sunny day.

In this way, the monk and his disciples walked for another four months. Before they knew it, the winter was over and the New Year was approaching. Although the snow on the roadside had not melted yet, the weather had already shown signs of warming up. After leaving Yuhuazhou, they finally came to a lively town, a foreign town in Tianzhu, called "Jinping Mansion". When they arrived in the city, they saw tea shops full, rice market, oil shops were constantly doing business, and pedestrians on the streets were bustling, and a prosperous scene.

The master and his disciples walked through the streets and passed by the market. Before they knew it, it was noon, but they saw a temple at the end of the street. Tang Monk rode on his horse and said happily: "Advisors, it's almost noon. Why don't we go into this temple to rest first, eat vegetarian food, and then go on a rush?" Bajie cheered repeatedly, and Sha Monk responded: "Master is right!" Sun Wukong also smiled and said, "Yes, you are all right, but I am not right."

Gao Lan followed behind silently, not wanting to show her presence here. She walked into the temple hall with them. The elder of the presidency heard that Tang Monk came from the Tang Dynasty in Dongtu, so he hurriedly greeted him and set up a vegetarian meal to entertain him diligently. Gao Lan had his own elixir meal. Although he didn't want to eat this little meal, he followed Tang Monk and the others to the table. Tang Monk urged him to eat quickly and wanted to get on the road as early as possible.

The host monk was by the table. Seeing that Tang Monk was anxious, he knew what he was thinking, so he said, "Saint Monk, this Jinping Mansion is not far from India, so you don't have to be too anxious. The day after tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. Why don't the elders rest in the city for a few days? It's not too late to travel!" Tang Monk then remembered that after their master and disciple entered the city, they found that there were lantern festivals everywhere, which was very lively. It turned out that the Lantern Festival was here.

"I only said that the Tang Dynasty in Dongtu celebrated the Lantern Festival. I didn't expect that the Xitian Prefecture would celebrate this festival too? Amitabha!" Tang Monk was very pleased after hearing this. He had been away from Dongtu for more than ten years, but he didn't know the sun and the moon. He agreed immediately. The disciples also seemed very happy. After all, it was better to have a chance to relax.

In the evening, the masters and disciples who were climbing the mountain and wading along the way finally had a meditation room to rest again. Although Tang Monk was eager to obtain the scriptures, he was already exhausted after several months of hard work and fell asleep in bed. Bajie and Sha Monk also rested early, and even Sun Wukong relaxed a lot because he arrived in the territory of India and fell asleep in the middle of the night. Gao Lan was in his meditation room, resting easily while fiddling with his great alchemy furnace.

Now that we are approaching the West, Gao Lan's cultivation is also about to be perfect. Apart from the magical powers of the body, the holy fetus of the Nine Tribulations actually contain nearly ten kalpas of fairy energy. But unlike before, Gao Lan is now not as full as before because of the integration of the wind and fire catastrophe, and his cultivation is becoming increasingly stable. Even her alchemy furnace is filled with a faint power of incense faith.

Although such strength is still a small character among the gods and Buddhas in the sky, at least among the casual cultivators, she is definitely a first-class person. Gao Lan wondered whether she could enter the Buddha's eyes and really seek a golden body result? After all, she was quietly involved in the team of Buddhist scriptures. The Buddha may not have opposed it, but he did not agree. He could only go with the flow.

Gao Lan just guarded the alchemy furnace and sat there silently, not knowing what was waiting for him.

Before we knew it, two days had passed. That afternoon, it was not yet dark, and golden lanterns had been set up on the streets of Jinping Mansion, almost illuminating half of the night sky. It turned out that today was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the officials and civilians of Jinping Mansion were preparing to watch the lanterns in the evening to celebrate the Lantern Festival. Bajie also came to Gao Lan's Zen room and shouted: "My wife, come out and go out to celebrate the festival together!"

"Oh, you go, I'll sit here." Gao Lan turned his mind and saw that it was the old pig coming. He nodded slightly. Bajie came over and asked, "What's wrong, I have something to do?" Gao Lan said, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm a little tired after rushing around these days, and I want to rest for a while." As he was speaking, he saw Tang Seng, Wukong and Sha Seng also came to the Zen room.

"Master!" Gao Lan quickly stood up. Tang Seng smiled and said, "Xiaolan, you will arrive in Tianzhu Kingdom soon. You are very excited. I believe you are the same. To be honest, not only you, but everyone is uneasy. How can you know what is waiting for us? But there is one thing you can rest assured that you are the disciple of the master, and we master and apprentice are together."

"Yes, junior sister, it's rare to be lively today, let's go out for the festival together!" Sun Wukong also came over and pulled Gao Lan's sleeve. Gao Lan looked at everyone and felt much more relaxed. "Yes, I don't look like a few senior brothers, and I'm still waiting for the Buddha to commit suicide. You don't have to worry, why am I anxious?" Gao Lan said, feeling that she felt much more comfortable. She felt that she had become much more depressed after passing the Lion Camel Ridge.

In fact, Mr. Gao used to be the one who likes to show off and show his presence the most.

"Okay, go and celebrate the festival!"

Gao Lan followed his master and his senior brothers to the street. At this time, the sky was dark, but the lights in the city were bright and red. The flutes and drums were sublimated everywhere, and the music and singing were endless. Countless people, all kinds of entertainment, and they were in a mess. Tang Monk and disciple walked to the Golden Lantern Bridge, and saw three golden lamps hanging on the bridge, all the size of water tanks, embedded with exquisite and crystal-clear golden silk pavilions, and the inner wall was inlaid with thin glass sheets; the light shook the moon, and the oil was fragrant.

Tang Seng couldn't help but ask the host elder beside him: "What kind of oil is placed in this jar, why does it have such a strange fragrance?" The host elder replied: "This is a suede and sesame oil, which is very expensive. The total price of the oil of the three lamps is more than 50,000 taels of silver. These are all paid by the people in the city!" Tang Seng heard this and suddenly saw it, and said: "This lamp is so exhausting and injuring the people, why not abandon it?"

Unexpectedly, when he said this, the host elder was so scared that his face turned pale. He quickly clasped his hands and said, "The elder said this too much, forgive me for his sins! This lamp was pointed by the Buddha. If it hits the Buddha, it will inevitably cause disaster. I hope the elder will say much. The Jinping Mansion has been blessed by the Buddha for thousands of years. Even if he is squandering his food, he will inevitably save money for tribute. It is the right thing to pay the lamp oil money."
Chapter completed!