"drive!"

In the northern border of Dashang, fast horses galloped past.

On horseback, a middle-aged man in purple clothes looked at the group of people in front of him, with a hint of joy on his face.

Finally found it.

This little bald donkey is running around everywhere and is really hard to find.

"Buddha, someone is coming this way."

By the river, a believer noticed the fast horse galloping in the distance and reminded him.

Sanzang, who was lying by the river drinking water, heard this. He raised his head and looked in the direction where the sound of horse hoofbeats came from. When he saw the face of the middle-aged man on the horse clearly, he looked startled.

Uncle Chao?

Did he come back to life again?

Thinking of this, Sanzang felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

Amitabha, please don’t, I hope Uncle Chao is just passing by.

"Buddha!"

Soon, by the river, Chao Xingge arrived on horseback, then dismounted and walked forward quickly.

"Amitabha, Senior Uncle Chao!"

Sanzang clasped his hands together, bowed respectfully, and addressed him.

"Master Buddha, this is a letter from my young master."

Chao Xingge had heard this strange name, but didn't care and handed over the letter in his hand.

"Senior Uncle Chao, this young monk has been doing good deeds recently and has stopped digging graves." Seeing this, Sanzang hurriedly excused himself.

"Don't dig graves."

Looking at the reaction of the Buddha in front of him, Chao Xingge looked helpless and replied, "It's just a small matter."

After Sanzang heard this, he accepted the letter with hesitation, but after reading the contents of the letter, he was shocked.

That guy went to the polar night world?

"Buddha, the letter has been delivered, I will go back first."

He said something to Chao Xingge and immediately prepared to leave, not giving the little bald donkey in front of him a chance to refuse.

"Senior Uncle Chao, wait a moment."

Sanzang came to his senses and asked anxiously, "How long has Brother Li been there?"

"Ten days." Chao Xingge responded.

After hearing Uncle Chao's answer, Sanzang's expression became condensed.

Wouldn't that mean we have reached the polar night world?

That guy is really crazy, now he is going to face the God of Light.

That is a god!

"Buddha, if there is nothing else to do, I will take the first step."

After answering Sanzang's question, Chao Xingge didn't stay any longer, got on his horse and left quickly.

By the river, Sanzang looked at the letter in his hand. After a long time, he sighed in his heart again, turned around and looked at the twelve believers behind him, and said, "Let's go north."

What Brother Li does is always shocking.

However, this is a situation that affects all sentient beings in the world. No matter how dangerous it is, you have to go.

Amitabha, Buddha should bless him, right?

Half an hour later, Sanzang and the twelve believers packed their bags and headed north together.

at the same time.

Taixue Palace, in front of the fifth floor of Sutra Pagoda.

Several Confucian disciples were watching, looking quite nervous.

Haven't succeeded yet?

This has been going on for more than an hour.

On the fifth floor, the scholar stood quietly, also waiting patiently.

There are not many people in this world who can wait for one of the four masters of Taixue Palace in person, unless they are their own direct disciples.

Everyone is watching. Today, another disciple climbed to the fifth floor of Taixue Palace.

Today's protagonist is the biggest speaker in the Confucian sect today, Chang Yu, the only direct disciple of the Master of Confucianism.

Time passed little by little, and another hour later.

The Sutra-Tibetan Pagoda suddenly shook violently, and then, on the fifth floor, a wolfish figure rushed out. Before he had time to see clearly, he fell to the ground and gnawed in the mud.

"It hurts me to death...Master Zhang."

Chang Yu was just about to spit out the fragrance when he suddenly saw the scholar-master in front of him and swallowed the civilized words in his mouth.

"stand up."

The scholar looked at the boy in front of him and said calmly, "Go with me to see the scholar."

"Meet the Confucian leader?"

Chang Yu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and was very puzzled. He asked carefully, "Master Zhang, you are just going up to the fifth floor. There is no need to see the Confucian leader, right?"

"The Confucian leader said that as soon as you reach the fifth floor, he will ask the master to take you to see his old man. Okay, stop talking nonsense and let's go." The scholar said and immediately walked downstairs.

Chang Yu saw this and hurriedly followed.

The Confucian leader asked to see him by name?

Is it possible that there is a big opportunity?

Thinking of this, Chang Yu couldn't help but grin.

Will the Confucian leader be happy and let him break through the five realms?

If this is the case, next time I see Mr. Li, he won’t have to be afraid of beating him with one hand!

The more he thought about it, the more Chang Yu thought it was possible, and the smile on his face became brighter.

"Master Zhang, Senior Brother Chang Yu."

On the fourth floor, several disciples of the Confucian sect looked happy when they saw Master Shuru and Chang Yu coming down.

Senior Brother Chang Yu succeeded!

However, why does Senior Brother Chang Yu smile so exaggeratedly? Even if he successfully climbed to the fifth floor, he wouldn't laugh like this, right?

Under the confused gazes of the Confucian disciples, Shuru and Chang Yu left the Scripture Depository Tower and rushed towards the east of Taixue Palace.

Not long after, the two stopped in front of the small courtyard to the east, saluted together, and said respectfully, "Confucian leader."

"Come in."

In the small courtyard, Confucius replied while tidying up the vegetable garden.

Shuru and Chang Yu then walked in.

"Well done, Chang Yu."

In the vegetable garden, Confucius raised his head and said with a gentle expression, "It's a few days faster than I expected."

"Thank you, Master Confucian, for your compliment."

Chang Yu responded sheepishly, somewhat overwhelmed by the praise he received from the saint in the minds of the Confucian disciples.

"Chang Yu, how about I give you a task?"

Confucius looked at the disciples in front of him and said seriously, "It might be a bit dangerous. You decide for yourself whether to go or not."

"Master Confucian, please speak."

Hearing this, Chang Yu's expression condensed and he said seriously, "As long as the disciple can do it, I can't deny it."

"Don't rush to agree, the requirements of the mission are all here."

Confucius took out a letter from his arms, handed it over, and said, "Take a look."

Chang Yu saw the letter that the Confucian leader took out, and immediately stepped forward to take it. After opening it, he read it carefully.

Gradually, Chang Yu's expression became more and more shocked, and his heart was filled with uncontrollable turmoil.

On the side, the scholar had obviously known the reason for a long time, and his face was not too troubled.

"Confucian head."

Soon, Chang Yu came to his senses and was about to answer when he was interrupted.
To be continued...