The attack of the three great Bodhisattvas was a sealing technique. In just one second, it sealed Tang Sanzang's ability to fly.
They would not seek displeasure on themselves, and would not strip away all Tang Seng's realms. After all, it was Bai Long who promoted him. That would cause unnecessary trouble.
The three great Bodhisattvas did not reply, but just laughed quietly.
Bailong waved his hand, and the entire villa suddenly turned into a shadow. After a moment, it appeared on the other side of the river.
This is exactly the art of phantom transformation among the thirty-six transformations!
Bai Longliu said in the wind: "Brothers, please find a way to come over. This is your experience and it is also a difficulty in the journey to the west. I can't help you."
Tang Seng, master and disciples, looked at each other in confusion.
After a while, several people laughed at the same time.
They all know how to fly. Wouldn't it be easy to cross this river without carrying the villa on their backs?
Tang Monk was the first to bear the brunt and said loudly: "I will cross this river first, just to test my flying skills!"
Tang Monk had flown before, and Bai Long had taught him the flying formula.
Although you can't travel to the North Sea in the morning and the South China Sea in the evening like the gods, you can still cross a river, which is not a big problem.
Tang Monk ducked to the river, put two fingers to his mouth, practiced the formula, and jumped up.
Plop!
The next second, Sun Wukong and the other three trembled and looked at each other.
Tang Monk jumped into the river, jumped into the middle of the river...
"Ah! Disciple, save me, I can't swim! Why can't I fly?"
Sun Wukong didn't have time to think, he stepped on the clouds and flew up, and violently threw out the golden cudgel, which became longer.
Tang Monk grabbed the golden hoop and was brought to the shore bit by bit.
The powerful falling force caused Sun Wukong to lose his physical strength rapidly, and he was able to escape from just a dozen meters away.
Sun Wukong gasped and sat down on the ground.
Everyone knows that the reason why Tang Seng is so heavy was deliberately made by the West, because they were afraid that Sun Wukong would carry Tang Seng on his back and go directly to the Western Heaven.
Sun Wukong thought for a moment and said: "Bajie Sha Monk, I, Sun, can't lift Master. It's so hard to drag Master. You two will study and study, who will carry Master on his back?"
Zhu Bajie looked at the river in front of him and sighed: "Senior brother, if the old pig had to cross it by himself, it would be over in a few minutes, either on the clouds or in the water. Carrying the master on his back, it would be like losing all the mana of the old pig.
Same, there is really no other way.”
Sha Monk also nodded: "If it were me, Lao Sha, it would be time for a cup of tea and it would be over directly."
Um!
Sun Wukong frowned and sighed: "It's easy for us, but it's hard for Master!"
Tang Sanzang knew it well,
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My character settings are all set by Xitian.
Several disciples couldn't carry him, and it was all because of Xitian's design.
The few of them are like toys on the table in the West, slowly moving forward according to the rules.
Not even if you don’t walk, not even if you hurry up!
Tang Sanzang's eyes were full of anger. He raised his head and glared at the three Bodhisattvas, and cursed loudly: "Three hermaphrodites, you want to kill this poor monk! Don't let the poor monk fly, and don't let the poor monk learn to swim."
, if you don’t let the apprentice carry it, how can you cross this river?”
Manjushri Samantabhadra removes karmic obstacles and looks at each other.
They were scolded again, actually by Tang Monk!
However, none of them taught Tang Seng a lesson or refuted.
They have memories and they have faces.
If he offends Tang Seng, I'm afraid something will happen if he offends Bai Long.
Seeing that several people were silent, Tang Monk pointed at the sky with his nine-ring tin staff and shouted loudly again.
"Three great shemales, this poor monk is your best friend!"
Creak, creak, creak!
The three great Bodhisattvas gritted their teeth and clenched their fists at the same time.
If Tang Seng could not be beaten to death, he would have to be skinned alive. How dare he greet their mother!
I, the Buddha, often say that everything external is empty, face is empty, dignity is empty, and being scolded is also empty.
I don’t listen, I don’t listen, the toad is chanting!
The next second, Manjushri Bodhisattva performed a magic spell with his hands, and an invisible light emitted from his fingertips, hitting the river.
"Little Dragon, come out!"
Suddenly, a wooden boat appeared on the dark water.
When Tang Monk saw the boat, he did not realize that it was sent by the Bodhisattva. He waved his hand loudly: "Boatman, boatman, there is someone here who wants to cross the river!"
Sha Monk also shouted loudly: "Ferryman, there is someone here who wants to cross the river!"
The boat slowly approached the river. On the boat, the little dragon transformed into a fisherman and recited the lines arranged by the Bodhisattva.
"I'm not a ferry, how can I ferry you?"
"I'll just give you the money. Why beep?"
The little dragon was stunned when Tang Monk said something.
Why are you so arrogant?
I have a fight with my cousin!
Shouldn't this Tang Monk be polite and gentle? Shouldn't he explain it first?
The next line seems to be Sha Monk saying, convenience comes first in heaven and on earth, we are not here to disturb you, help us get through, thank you...
This is so cute, it doesn’t make people beep when it comes up?
From the corner of his eye, the little dragon glanced at the three great Bodhisattvas hiding in the clouds in the sky.
The three great Bodhisattvas nodded at the same time and signaled to the little dragon to continue acting like this without worrying about the details.
That would be easy, that is
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Have fun and play.
True character appears!
The boat was an ordinary wooden boat, about three meters long.
Sha Seng and Zhu Bajie, together with Tang Seng, boarded the wooden boat.
Sun Wukong saw that there was something wrong with the little dragon's aura, which was somewhat similar to the white dragon, so he became vigilant and took out the stick.
But he didn't say anything. It was important to cross the river.
Sun Wukong stepped on the clouds and flew up, following the boat in mid-air.
The little dragon shook the oar, and within a moment, the boat arrived at the center of the Blackwater River.
The corner of the little dragon's mouth curled up into a smile, and he said earnestly: "Master, you must sit still, the wind is going to blow!"
"got windy?"
What's the wind?
boom!
suddenly!
A vertical wave exploded on the water, lifting the ship more than three meters high, and it suddenly fell into the water.
There are poems to prove it.
When a cloud of cannons rose in the sky, a thousand black waves were flowing high.
The flying sand on both sides of the strait blurred the sun, and the trees on all sides were shaking.
The dragon god is afraid of the overturning of rivers and seas, and the scattering of earth and dust among flowers and wood carvings.
The whirring sound is like the roar of spring thunder, and the bursts are as fierce as the roar of a hungry tiger!
…
Although Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng were dragging Tang Seng, Tang Seng was as heavy as a mountain, how could they hold him back?
Tang Monk Zhu Bajie and the boatman fell into the water immediately.
Sha Monk and Sun Wukong got out of the way immediately and returned to the shore.
On top of the clouds, the three great Bodhisattvas looked at the journey to the west to measure the calamity plan. The small lamp of the Thirty-second Tribulation was already slightly lit, and the three of them all laughed beautifully.
People from the dragon tribe are also reliable and efficient in doing things.
Sun Wukong glared in the air with hatred. Everyone understood that this difficulty was arranged by the Bodhisattvas.
The principle of coexistence of humans and monsters is known to all three worlds.
If you embark on the path of spiritual practice, monsters kill people, and people kill monsters, this is the law of the jungle eating the strong, just to satisfy the hunger in the belly. If you don't kill indiscriminately, you won't anger the law of heaven.
If the person who is killed has no cultivation, a demon kills someone, or a person who is a practitioner kills an ordinary animal, his body will be contaminated by cause and effect.
It sounds troublesome, but the meaning is very simple.
That is, the practicing body and the ordinary body cannot kill each other.
On the journey to the west, there were only a few real monsters that harmed people. Who would bear the blame for them?
Most of them were arranged by Xitian.
Xitian, isn’t this taking off your pants and farting?
It's not enough to just walk the walk, but why do you want to create some trouble?
Sun Wukong raised the golden cudgel in his hand and pointed at the three great Bodhisattvas in mid-air.
"Three intersex people! You are really too cheap! Just stand there and don't move. I, Sun, will fight with you!"