0523 Disciples, let's divide the luggage and break up!
Shi Qilin's face was full of smiles and he clasped his fists in a bow.
"The Supreme Taoist, Xiao Wang has met him!"
Um!
Taishang Laojun put two fingers to his mouth and said in return: "You merge with Qingniu first. If you want to drink, you can show up to Pindao to drink."
"good!"
suddenly!
The flames from the unicorn horn enveloped the green bull and brought him into the air.
Qingniu couldn't resist at all and looked confused.
The next second, the green bull was forced out of his true body, and two flames grabbed the horns.
Click!
Moo——
The green bull cried out in pain, and its two horns were pulled out, blood flying everywhere!
Qingniu is the Great Luo Jinxian, and his blood is also spiritual. He flew straight into the Bagua furnace without even touching the ground.
After a while, the green bull's blood was gone.
It was at this moment that two unicorn horns sprouted from the top of the green bull's head.
The body also began to produce unlimited blood, and scales grew on the body.
Bailong cupped his fists and bowed, and said with a smile: "Taozu, Xiaolong still has some things to do, so I won't chat with Taozu anymore. I will come to see you in person when I have time!"
Um!
Taishang Laojun nodded and said with a smile: "Go and do your business and make trouble!"
Well?
Bailong couldn't help but be stunned.
What does Taishang Laojun mean by this? Go and cause trouble?
Could it be that the Qingxin Pearl is of no use to a saint and can see through his mind?
"Daozu is so interesting. I can't understand what he said about making trouble! Xiaolong went first!"
As the words fell, the white dragon turned into rainbow light and disappeared into Tushita Palace.
Taishang Laojun stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This little dragon is good at everything, but the key is that he is too cheap!"
Bailong flew downward while checking the system.
The task given by the system yesterday morning was to go to Liusha River and kill Sha Wujing.
There are still six or seven hours left, so we must hurry up.
This task is somewhat difficult to say the least.
Bailong has made an oath to heaven not to interfere with the journey to the west, otherwise the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder will strike him.
But if the mission is not completed, he will explode himself.
This is very confusing!
There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. Let's go to Liusha River first.
When Bailong passed by the twenty-sixth level of heaven, he did not stop and left the Nantianmen all the way down.
From time to time, Bailong came to Hezhou, Xiniu, over the Liusha River.
As expected, Tang Monk and his disciples were also here. The Five Directions revealed truths and the three great Bodhisattvas were hidden in mid-air.
As the old saying goes, Journey to the West is just about taking off your pants and farting.
What is the purpose of letting them walk around in vain? Just for the merits of the monks in the West, eight times the speed of realm growth, and the speed of accumulation of merits and divine water?
How much Xitian has paid for these three items!
But having said that, everything Xitian paid was also due to Bailong Nao.
From a distance, we can see a large river running from north to south, with turbulent water and swaying waves.
Tang Sanzang was riding a horse with his brows knitted together.
After walking for half a year without seeing any village, Huangfengling alone is 800 miles away. How come the West is so poor?
I haven’t been to a brothel for half a year!
"Disciples, look at how wide the river is and how strong the waves are. How can we get across without a boat?"
Tang Sanzang only had his idol Bai Long in his heart, and his accent became the Northeastern flavor of later generations!
Between the lines, the toughness is revealed!
Next to him were two handsome guys, who were transformed into Monkey King and Zhu Bajie.
Zhu Bajie turned into a pig and took a look at the flying clouds.
"Master, the waves are indeed very fast. Let's break up if we can't get through it! Otherwise, the three great Bodhisattvas will let us pass before the time is up."
Um!
Tang Monk nodded and said: "What Bajie said makes sense. As long as we don't leave, the Bodhisattva will panic!"
After a while, Sun Wukong found a stone tablet.
Just look at the four lines of real characters on it.
Eight hundred quicksand realms, three thousand weak water depths.
Goose feathers cannot float, and reed flowers sink to the bottom.
Tang Seng's eyes turned cold and he said one word coldly.
"groove!"
Tang Seng got off his horse and the master and disciple gathered together again and started to light their luggage.
"The poor monk checks the number of three. If the Bodhisattva doesn't come out to help, we won't leave. Three! Well, disciples, let's divide our luggage and disperse!"
Oh my god?
Now empty out all the luggage, one for you and one for him. What are you doing?
If you say there are three numbers missing, just check three?
A flash of light flashed, and Manjushri Bodhisattva appeared in mid-air.
In the past few days, the three great Bodhisattvas have been very worried.
Tang Seng, who is not a son of a man, wants to go back as long as he can't look away.
Zhu Bajie is just like Sun Wukong. If he leaves for even half a second, the gang will probably break up.
The three great Bodhisattvas work in three shifts and monitor the journey to the west for twelve hours.
Manjushri Bodhisattva stared down at him and said bitterly: "Tang Xuanzang, why are you taking out all that luggage again?"
Tang Monk joked: "Bodhisattva, you have also seen it. Where is this river? You are playing with me, and I will go to the West for you?"
Damn it!
Manjushri really wanted to slap Tang Monk to death, but she didn't dare.
It is really difficult to kill this unworthy son and then find a way to save him.
"Why is this not a river? Tell me, why is this not a river?"
Tang Sanzang stood up, pointed at the Liusha River, stared into the air and said bitterly: "Is your river eight hundred miles wide? That's the sea! It's the Yangtze River of the Tang Dynasty, but it's only two miles wide, right? Are you deliberately making things difficult for us?
, what else can we learn from?”
Oh my god?
Manjushri Bodhisattva was speechless.
The key is that in Hezhou, Xiniu, the Liusha River is so wide!
But you can't kill him, Journey to the West can't replace him.
Just talk about the current situation, if you say it harshly, Tang Seng won't leave, but he is so stubborn.
The less trouble, the better.
"Brother Tang, Brother Sun, Brother Zhu! You will have to survive my negligence in the quicksand sea! If you don't obey, I will go to heaven to find the picket spirit king!"
snort!
Tang Monk, Sun Wukong, and Zhu Bajie stared at the sky at the same time and said in unison.
"You, a Bodhisattva, know how to complain if something happens!"
snort!
Sun Wukong returned to his monkey shape, flew into the air, and spun around in a circle.
"Master, this river is really wide. If Old Sun wants to cross this river, he can cross it with just a twist of the waist. Master would not be able to cross it."
oh?
Tang Monk nodded and said, "Bodhisattva, can you help me?"
Well?
Manjushri Bodhisattva didn’t know what to say anymore.
You haven't fought with Sha Wujing yet, and you haven't figured out how to cross the river. You just ask Bodhisattva for help?
Why is Journey to the West so difficult?
If you look for these three things to learn scriptures, can you be sincere and see the spiritual mountain?
What a beast!
"You guys think of a solution first. If you have no other solution, I will naturally help you!"
The three of them sat cross-legged on the ground, expressionless, and spoke in unison.
"We just have no choice. If we have a way, why don't we leave?"
So cute!
Manjushri Bodhisattva was furious, put two fingers to his mouth and recited a mantra, and set up a barrier behind Tang Monk and others.
"You guys are blocking us from behind. Let's go to the west a little earlier. Let's do it now!"
"Dry???"
Master Tang Seng and his disciples don’t understand, what are they doing?
The next second, two fingers shot out a ray of light and hit the Liusha River.
Well?
Tang Seng, master and disciple, looked coldly into the air.
What kind of monsters are going to happen during menopause?
suddenly!
The waves in the quicksand river surged like mountains, and the waves rolled like ridges. A monster emerged from the river, whose appearance was difficult to describe.
He has red hair, two big eyes with blue skin like lamps, a cry like thunder, nine skulls around his neck, and a treasure staff in his hand.
Damn it!
The master and disciples were all startled and cursed to the sky.