Chapter 387

Golden immortal energy broke through the clouds and enveloped Tang An, preventing her from continuing to fall.

But because her Primordial Spirit was nearly collapsed, she could not fuse with the immortal power at all and could not ascend.

Li Shimin, who was closest to her, caught his daughter with both hands and held her horizontally.

Looking at Tang An's face, which was full of brokenness due to excessive blood loss, Li Shimin felt heartbroken, tears swirling in his eyes.

"Father will take you home."

"Let's go home."

The West Sea Dragon King placed Li Shimin on the ground, and Li Shimin held Tang An, walking on the road of Lingshan.

The Buddhas of Lingshan, having painfully lost Rulai Fozu, all rose to fight back, determined to take Tang An's life.

But Li Shimin was attached with the True Dragon Qi, so even those Buddhas could not hurt him.

"Where are all the soldiers and generals!"

"This general is here!"

"Beat the drums and blow the horns, the army sets out! Send the Princess home."

"This general receives the order!"

War drums rose, horns sounded.

"Send! The Princess returns in triumph!" The Great Tang God of War, Li Jing, held the Great Tang military flag high, impassioned.

The soldiers shouted one after another.

"Send! The Princess returns in triumph!"

"Send! The Princess returns in triumph!"

"Send! The Princess returns in triumph!"

A million-strong Great Tang army cleared the way, the morale was unprecedentedly strong, using the Great Tang military soul to escort the Tang Emperor and the Princess home.

When leaving Lingshan, the Journey to the West Calamity Book floated out of Tang An's body.

From then on, the Eighty-One Tribulations of the Journey to the West Calamity were completely fulfilled. The Journey to the West Calamity ended.

The merit of the Journey to the West began to be settled, and the merit on Tang An's body was maintaining her Primordial Spirit from dissipating.

As for what Lingshan would be like afterward, Tang An no longer knew, nor did she have the strength to care.

Three days later.

The Great Tang Emperor Li Shimin personally hosted a banquet to entertain all the immortals, demons, ghosts, and monsters who participated in the war.

Nearby cities all set up flowing banquets, sleepless and tireless, getting drunk before returning.

At night, the lights were bright.

Inside the Princess Mansion, under the corridor.

Tang An was draped in a white fox fur cloak, her hair combed into the simplest bun, cold, broken, and weak. She seemed like a different person from the vibrant Tang An of the past.

"Master."

Sun Wukong ran over, bringing Tang An the sweet potatoes he had just found from the back kitchen.

Nezha took the sweet potatoes and roasted them skillfully.

"Is Master cold?" Yang Jian returned; he had been busy entertaining all the guests these past few days and was the busiest one.

"Sister, take this to warm your hands." Jiuyue followed out of the room and gave her a hot water bottle to warm her hands.

Tang An leaned against the corridor, tilting her head to look at them, with a faint smile on her face, her eyes filled with hidden tears, full of reluctance.

Days like this are really good.

Unfortunately...

Her Primordial Spirit was burned out, and the immortal energy and merit filling her body could at most maintain her for the last three days.

"Let's go, put the roasted sweet potatoes there to cool down, I should personally come forward to thank everyone."

No matter what Tang An said, they all nodded in agreement.

No matter what Tang An wanted to do, they all accompanied her silently.

In the spacious courtyard of the Princess Mansion, everyone was gathered around the bonfire, enjoying Great Tang songs and dances, drinking and singing.

Seeing Jiuyue supporting Tang An over, everyone put down the wine in their hands and stood up to welcome her. The dancers also stopped their singing and dancing and bowed one after another.

Tang An swallowed, forcibly suppressing the urge to cough from her dry and itchy throat.

She didn't want to appear so weak and fragile; after all, her reputation as Tang An, who had robbed the entire Three Realms, was so loud, she couldn't weaken her own name.

"Everyone."

Tang An raised her wine glass; of course, she could no longer drink wine. The water in the glass was just the most ordinary boiled water, and it was warm.

Don't ask, if you ask, it's because the four of them wouldn't let her touch wine no matter what.

"In the battle of Lingshan, I, Tang An, never had time to thank everyone."

"Today, I use tea instead of wine; I, Tang An, thank you all for your great kindness in helping me slay Rulai without fear of death."

Tang An raised her glass, and everyone raised their glasses one after another.

"Cheers!"

Having won the battle, everyone was happy.

Tang An drank the warm boiled water in one gulp, but could not stop coughing.

Yang Jian transmitted a gentle force from behind her, giving her the strength to hold on for a while.

"It seems that without becoming an immortal, this mortal body is indeed easily infected with colds."

"Everyone, drink slowly, I won't disturb your elegance here."

"If there is..."

Tang An's body could not stop trembling, her eyes were dim, and cold sweat was pouring out.

"If there is any lack of hospitality, please forgive me." Tang An supported her weak body, raised her hand to salute, with a pale smile on her face.

How could Zhao Gongming and the others not see how weak Tang An was now?

But everyone tacitly pretended not to know, enduring the heartache and reluctance, still laughing heartily, drinking and talking happily.

Because they all knew that with Tang An's personality, she didn't like being sentimental.

"Let's go." Tang An was almost leaning in Jiuyue's arms; she didn't even have the strength to walk anymore.

Nezha stepped forward, wanting to pick her up, but was pulled back by Sun Wukong and Yang Jian.

Sun Wukong transmitted his voice: "Master is strong-willed and doesn't want to show weakness to others; let's just let her be."

Yang Jian nodded and transmitted his voice: "After Master falls asleep, we can start."

Nezha stopped his steps and also stopped the thought of forcibly picking Tang An up and leaving.

In the corridor.

Tang An was supported by Jiuyue walking in front, the three of them followed behind, and beside them was Xiaotian Quan wagging its tail.

Snowflakes began to drift in the sky, matching the antique courtyard, so full of artistic conception, so beautiful.

Tang An walked to the side of the corridor and reached out to touch the falling snowflakes.

That sense of imagery, as well as her eyes, were full of a strong sense of story.

"Unknowingly, it has been several years since I traveled here."

"The Eighty-One Tribulations are over. Rulai, I have finally slain him."

"Leaving after the matter is done, hiding merit and fame."

"I really want to listen to the wind, taste tea, enjoy the snow, and step..."

"Puff~"

Before she finished speaking, Tang An supported the railing of the corridor with her hand and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Her eyes went black, and she lost consciousness.

"Sister."

Jiuyue flashed outside the corridor and caught Tang An, who was falling forward.

Nezha could no longer hold back, picked Tang An up by the waist, and sent her to the bedroom.

"If it were before, you should have jumped down screaming long ago."

Yes, if it were before, Tang An might have been a fan girl, might have sighed, might have jumped down screaming, might have given him a punch on the head.

How he wished Tang An was still the same as before, so energetic, so heartless, robbing everywhere, bullying monsters.

But now she, lying in Nezha's arms, with her arms and neck hanging down, was almost without a trace of life.

"Monkey Brother, Second Brother, let's start."

By Tang An's bedside, the three of them seemed ready.

Jiuyue was confused, "What are you going to do?"

"Naturally, at all costs, bring her back." Yang Jian was the most composed one, but at this moment, he could not avoid heartache and impulsiveness.

Just at this time, the figures of Tongtian Jiaozhu and Taishang Laojun also appeared here.

The three of them, including Jiuyue, all subconsciously protected Tang An.

Because they all didn't want that after today, only Yunxiao would remain, and Tang An would be gone.