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Black Wind Mountain.
Whoosh~
Xuanqing withdrew his divine spirit and opened his eyes.
A faint smile played at the corners of his mouth, clearly, the scene he had just seen put him in an exceptionally good mood.
"The seed has been sown, now we just wait for it to bloom and bear fruit~" Xuanqing's eyes were profound as he mumbled to himself.
In Tang Xuanzang's divine spirit, he used the luck of Black Wind Country to protect it, and under the influence of Black Wind country's luck, the Shimen sect would have difficulty brainwashing him.
Even if at the end of the Journey to the West, the Golden Cicada revived, it could not obliterate Tang Xuanzang's true spirit, at most it could only take over his physical body.
And to Xuanqing, he really didn't value the little bit of heavenly merit from the Journey to the West.
Not to speak ill of it.
If Daoist Xuanqing's daily incense income were all converted into heavenly merit....
