On Longevity Mountain.
Xuanzang and his party followed Shen Gongbao into Wuzhuang Temple, and saw that the interior was paved entirely with flagstones, with ancient trees everywhere.
Disciples of Wuzhuang Temple could be seen everywhere.
Some were exchanging pointers in spells, some white-haired disciples were playing chess, drawing crowds to watch, and there were also disciples with unusual features such as deer antlers and ox horns growing from their heads.
Xuanzang and the others watched in secret amazement.
"Shen... Vice Mountain Master!"
The Bull Devil King said with a strange expression, "Are you running a school here?"
No matter how he looked at it, this place seemed like an academy; after all, he had done the same thing back in the day.
It was just that later, in a hot-headed moment, while running the Demon Race academy, he had suddenly wanted to turn it into the Demon Race's Third Sacred Land, and as a result, Heavenly Court had set its sights on him and brought people to wipe it out.
Sigh, why had his brain run hot back then!
"Great Sage is correct. This place is indeed an academy."
Shen Gongbao walked in side by side with Xuanzang and said with a smile, "The Mountain Master had business outside and left, but before leaving, he specifically instructed me to receive you all."
"Many thanks!"
Xuanzang thanked him with some confusion.
As the group passed through the temple, they also drew sidelong glances from the students.
"A monk, and an ox, a pig..."
It was quite strange for a monk to appear inside a Daoist temple, and with such a combination on top of that, it immediately drew the attention of all the disciples.
This Wuzhuang Temple was extraordinarily out of the ordinary; by the mountain gate, a stone stele was