"Tin is light, leaning on this stick, eliminating troubles, and leaving the three realms. Tin is bright, and being wise, and being awakened, awakening, realizing suffering and emptiness, and being knotted by the three realms. Tin is sparse, which means that the holder is separated from the five desires!"

Before the cauldron, Master Xuanzang held the nine-ring tin staff and recited the Dharma. A golden dragon formed by light spots was constantly entangled on the nine-ring tin staff.

During the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven and giving titles, the new emperor general Kanglong mace was moist in the power of luck.

This led to the decline of the power of the Kanglong mace, and the nine-ring tin staff had the power to pull the fortune of the Tang Dynasty.

Holding a nine-ring tin staff, Master Xuanzang undoubtedly has an authority similar to the new emperor.

The political and educational model has many disadvantages, but in the face of saving Emperor Tang, the Tathagata Buddha had to bear the request.

Except for Changsun Wuji who reluctantly calmed down, all the other ministers held their anger.

Even Li Hongru and Li Chunfeng were silent.

When Ji Ganhuang spoke, the two of them almost jumped out to testify.

However, Master Xuanzang had the ability to save Emperor Tang, which made Li Hongru and Li Chunfeng go back.

The two looked at each other and fell into waiting again.

Not only the ministers of the Tang Dynasty, Ji Ganhuang seemed to have waited when he held the sharp sword with anger on his face.

"Soul Xi, come back!"

After reciting the scriptures for nearly a quarter of an hour, Master Xuanzang shouted loudly and walked into Cuiwei Palace with a nine-ring tin staff.

On the dragon bed, Emperor Tang's face was completely bloody and he lay there quietly, without a trace of change for several days.

There are four more Dingyan beads placed on the left and right sides of Emperor Tang’s body, which makes Tang’s body still maintain enough integrity in the hot July.

"Soul Xi, come back!"

Master Xuanzang shouted again, and the golden dragon guided by the nine-ring tin staff slowly hovered and entangled against the Tang Emperor's body.

The breath on the imperial weapon that guides the fortune of the emperor is devastating, but for Master Xuanzang, the golden dragon on the nine-ring tin staff is soft and has not damaged the body of Emperor Tang.

Many people suppressed their thoughts and even widened their eyes and looked at the dragon bed in the distance.

The golden dragon's wandering did not cause any damage to Emperor Tang.

It was as if the entanglement of a golden dragon was just a breeze blew by.

"Soul Xi, come back!"

When Master Xuanzang shouted loudly, the golden dragon slowly swam to the nostrils of Emperor Tang, and then turned into spots and fell.

"Master Xuanzang recited the "Long Ah Han Sutra" and guided it with the dragon energy of the teachings. This will definitely connect the dragon energy that His Majesty the Emperor of Tang!"

Outside Cuiwei Palace, the face of Tathagata Buddha was slightly relaxed.

The new emperor of the Tang Dynasty did not have any means of hiding his own private affairs or playing tricks, so it was extremely normal to support Master Xuanzang ascend to power.

The methods used by Master Xuanzang to save Emperor Tang made it difficult for Buddha Tathagata to be picky.

As long as Emperor Tang’s three souls and seven spirits can feel this aura, Buddha Tathagata felt that the other party had a high probability of being resurrected.

This is roughly similar to the drowning person being subjected to artificial respiration. Although the processes of each other are different, the principles are basically similar.

He spoke in a deep voice, and introduced the "Long Ah Han Sutra".

This is a book containing the principles of life and death, and involves the basic principles of Buddhist practice.

Those who practice the "Long Agama Sutra" have a long breath and improve their endurance.

However, the practice of the "Chang Agama Sutra" has been deeply cultivated, and the more it is, the more it is, the more fierce the combat power is, and it has unnatural enhancement.

As the physical energy is squandered, the longer the normal people fight, their strength decreases. There are even many high-level cultivators on the battlefield who are killed by low-level cultivators.

However, those who are proficient in the "Long Agama Sutra" rarely have such problems.

Even after practicing to a certain level, practitioners can guide this ability out.

At this time, Emperor Tang was on the verge of death, and he was the time when his body was exhausted and he needed such ability the most.

"No matter how much you say the ceiling falls to the ground, His Majesty Tang Emperor needs to stand up!"

Ji Ganhuang spoke out loud.

If the Buddha Tathagata was still casual in his initial introduction, he would later go to the level of detail.

This is a very obvious behavior that enhances self-confidence and procrastinates.

In Cuiwei Palace, Emperor Tang's body was still hard and there was no change.

Even Master Xuanzang cast a second spell, but his face was extremely serious.

"You can speak louder," said the Buddha.

"Can you not save Emperor Tang and want to rely on me?"

Ji Ganhuang sneered.

He twisted his head.

In that distance, two dark clouds rolled and were running rapidly.

This made Ji Ganhuang feel relieved.

That was the Turtle Spirit General and the Snake Spirit General, and it was also his help in fighting.

The two demons were flying at a slightly slower speed, making it difficult to keep up with his pace, and fell behind and did not catch up until this time.

But no matter how fast he flew, he could not keep up with the changes in the situation in the Tang Dynasty.

When sacrifice to heaven and Buddhism is brought to power, everything has come true, and Ji Ganhuang can only look for opportunities in the changing situation.

"The monkey hit a wall in the east and a wall in the west. Now I finally have some enlightenment, but I understand what the use is it!"

When life and death are difficult to control, even if you understand the truth, it is difficult to exert your stunning ability, let alone benefit others.

Ji Ganhuang needs help at this time, but he can't help.

Sun Wukong, who was informed, was very powerful, but he couldn't meet the top Buddhists.

Not only Master Xuanzang, but also Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, Tathagata Buddha and others, these people are the nemesis of Sun Wukong.

In front of these people, Sun Wukong's fierce power was like a sick cat.

In the nine heavens, many immortals and gods have to slow down several steps, and even the bureaucratic class of the Immortal Court is extremely obvious, and they will not believe in the one-sided words of monkeys.

Ji Ganhuang's face was solemn. When the turtle spirit general and snake spirit general fell down and stood beside him, Ji Ganhuang could not be happy.

At this time, he just focused on Buddha Tathagata and Master Xuanzang, and then turned his attention to Emperor Tang in Cuiwei Palace.

"It shouldn't fail every time!"

After nine consecutive pulls, Master Xuanzang declined in one breath, and the out-of-date monk looked like a breath and was powerless.

He shook the nine-ring tin staff, and his eyes were not only tired, but also a little hard to believe.

"Master Xuanzang, how have you been treated?" Chu Suiliang stepped forward and asked.

"Please give me some rest time," Master Xuanzang clasped his hands together and said, "At this time, there is still a quarter of an hour left before His Majesty's first seventh. I'll see if I can do my last little effort to awaken His Majesty!"

It's from morning to night.

Many people have not yet entered the water and have been waiting for standing.

But time has continued to pass, and many people's thoughts have gradually sunk into it.

Now, it is not far from the time when Emperor Tang’s soul is scattered.

At this time, the Tang Dynasty court would send the coffin of Emperor Tang into Zhaoling.

Not only Chu Suiliang was anxious, but some of the court officials couldn't help it, and the new emperor's face was even more solemn.

"Sir Changsun?" Chu Suiliang asked in a low voice.

"Can Lord Chu bear the consequences of this last quarter of an hour?"

Changsun Wuji responded with a whim, which made Chu Suiliang feel depressed.

He looked at Xu Maogong, the chief general, and saw that the other party had a solemn look, just holding a long sword.

Xu Maogong obviously ignored this matter and just waited silently for the result.

"Mr. Li?"

"Mr. Wang?"

Chu Suiliang's eyes swept over Li Chunfeng, and he saw that the other party had fallen into the chanting of Taoism.

Li Hongru, who was nearby, took out a jade board and kept writing something on it.
Chapter completed!