The rise of the prehistoric human race

Chapter 515 Monk Sha's Evil Is Endless
Not to mention that in the Leiyin Temple on Mount Sumeru, Duobao Tathagata thought about it, there must be no changes in the Liusha River with Wuyun Immortal sitting in town, as long as the golden cicada closes the curtain and becomes an apprentice, even if there are some changes in the middle , and nothing important.

Later, fearing that Liusun was preparing to plant and frame the ginseng fruit tree of Wuzhuang Temple, this side seemed to be more important. Duobao Rulai thought about it, then disappeared, and blocked the way back to Longevity Mountain in Tianting.

Duobao Tathagata also greeted Haotian Jade Emperor in secret, and this Haotian Jade Emperor would try his best to delay Zhen Yuanzi Daxian and extend the time of preaching.

Left and right are not a big deal, the previous preaching conference was disrupted because of the scandal in the heavenly court, and Immortal Zhenyuanzi continued to preach in the heavenly court, and there was no sign of the lower realm in a short time.

In case Zhen Yuanzi Daxian suddenly turned back, Duobao Tathagata would use the reason of discussing the Tao to stop him and drag him on for a while.

This dispute over luck in Xiniu Hezhou ended here.

It is said that the pilgrims passed Huangfengling and continued westward. After a short time, there was no trouble, but they were able to enjoy the beautiful scenery on the way.

On this day, Tang Sanzang suddenly heard a continuous sound of water flowing, and couldn't help laughing: "Wukong, Bajie, there must be rivers ahead."

Immediately, Tang Sanzang continued to move forward, and just passed a mountain top, good guy, the original way forward was blocked by a big river, and it was so white that even the opposite bank could not be seen clearly.

This big river, Tang Sanzang stopped his horse and looked at it, the width is unknown, the length is endless, and the waves are rough, even worse than the sea.

What's even more amazing is that this big river creates waves without wind, like this everywhere, and the waves rolled up are tens of feet high, which is extremely dangerous.

Such natural dangers cannot be overcome by humans!
Tang Sanzang couldn't help exclaiming when he saw such a wonderful scene: "Where is this place, why is it so dangerous?"

Sun Houzi looked around and said with a smile: "Master, this is the boundary river, which is the junction of Nanzhanbuzhou and Xiniuhezhou. Naturally, it is a bit magical. After crossing this river, you will be in the western world."

Tang Sanzang nodded slightly, and the three of them continued walking together. When they got to the edge of the invisible river, they saw a stone tablet on the bank, on which was written "Liusha River" in three big characters, and there were still stones on the belly. There is a small comment in four lines and four lines: "Eight hundred quicksands, three thousand weak water depths. The goose feathers cannot float, and the reed flowers sink to the bottom."

It turns out that this place is the Quicksand River!

Tang Sanzang was slightly surprised, but Lingji Bodhisattva left a message saying that eight hundred miles of Liusha River crossed the predestined people, so it should be here, but at a glance, he couldn't see any predestined people.

"It's a big tone. I was on the Tianhe River, and I was in charge of a hundred thousand sailors. I didn't boast about such a seaport. How dare I boast so much about this ordinary river in the lower realm?"

Zhu Bajie clicked his tongue and smiled, and wanted to break the stele with a rake, but Tang Sanzang stopped him: "Bajie, this stele is to remind passers-by, why did you destroy it?"

Sun Houzi also grinned: "You pig, you talk big, why don't you find a way to find a boat to take the master across the river."

Zhu Bajie snorted coldly and looked around, but was embarrassed to find that there was not even a piece of wood on the entire river, let alone a boat. It’s better for me to ride the clouds and ride the fog together and fly over to pull down the boat.”

Sun Houzi was about to nod his head, but Tang Sanzang on the side repeatedly shook his head and refused: "No, no, I said before I learned the scriptures for my teacher that I would go to the west to learn the scriptures. If this river can fly across the clouds, then I can meet a mountain later." Flying in the fog? Since this is the case, can’t you also fly directly to the Leiyin Temple in the West Heaven? Why go west to learn scriptures.”

Sun Houzi and Zhu Bajie were speechless when they heard it, but the reason is the same. Since the master is unwilling, then find a way.

Sun Houzi rolled his eyes, showing a provocative way, and said with a smile: "Some people always boast that they are the marshal of the canopy, but now they can't even handle a river. Hehe, my grandson also sees the majesty of the marshal of the canopy." Here we go."

When Zhu Bajie heard this, he let out a "bah" and cursed angrily, "You Bi Mawen!"

But before the words fell, the quicksand river suddenly surged like mountains and ridges, and a ferocious river monster with red hair and fluffy stepped out of the waves. His eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was bloody and terrifying. He cursed: " Marshal Canopy? Let me die!"

I saw that the river demon was holding a treasure staff and nine eerie skulls hanging around his neck, and he was like a madman killing Zhu Bajie.

Seeing that something was wrong, Zhu Bajie didn't have time to quarrel with his grandson, so he went up to him with a rake, with a look of surprise on his face: "Who are you!"

This river demon actually has Taiyi realm, I don't know him well, but it seems like a life and death enemy, when did I forge such a cause and effect?
While killing Zhu Bajie, the river demon opened his mouth and cursed: "It's you, a scoundrel who likes to tell stories, that's why I rolled the blinds to such an end, kill!"

Zhu Bajie was dumbfounded, the ugly group of river monsters in front of him turned out to be the general of the curtain back then?
Could it be that time is a butcher's knife? It's only been a few years, and the changes have changed too much, right?

Seeing Zhu Bajie's negligence, the river demon did not continue to attack, but instead made a false move, and went towards Tang Sanzang to catch him, and said with a grinning smile: "Today, I will spare your pig's life, and I will fight you again when my master is full. It’s also good luck, and today I met such a human race with thin skin and tender flesh!”

"boom!"

Sun Houzi, who was standing next to Tang Sanzang, held the golden cudgel, smashed the river monster back with one stick, and grinned: "You monster, my grandson is the master, I gave you this pig's head, you want to kill it!" If you want to cut it, it is up to you."

The treasure staff in the rolling shutter trembled back and forth, and his face was full of shock and anger. Just now, he only noticed the canopy, but he didn't realize that the little man next to him was also very ruthless. He was about to yell and curse, when the rolling shutter's face suddenly changed. Somewhat startled, he asked, "Are you the Monkey King?"

Hey, I didn't expect to meet someone who knew the goods!

Sun Houzi regained his energy, geared up, and was full of interest: "It's your grandpa, but I didn't expect you to know the goods, much better than that pig head. Tell me, what is your background?"

The monster pondered for a moment, finally sighed, put away his treasure staff, raised his hand and said in salute: "Is this person next to you a Buddhist scripture learner from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"

Tang Sanzang frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then answered: "That's right, Tang Sanzang, a poor monk, came from the Tang Dynasty in the east and went to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures."

This rolling curtain general is on duty in the Heavenly Court and is the attendant of the Haotian Jade Emperor. Naturally, he recognizes the Monkey King who made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace back then. The errand assigned by Sun Gufo also arrived.

I saw the river demon bowing down to Tang Sanzang and kneeling: "I have seen you, master. I was originally the general of the heavenly curtain. Because of a villain who chewed my tongue, I was punished by the queen mother and demoted to the mortal world. Here I settled down in the Liusha River for eight hundred miles. Later, I was converted by the ancient Buddha in the Buddhist sect, and I am willing to protect my master to go to the west to learn scriptures!"

Zhu Bajie on the side also put away the nine-toothed rake, and walked over, his face twitching: "You glass cup that the roller blind pushed by yourself, don't care about me!"

Rolling shutter snorted coldly, spouted a boundless fishy smell, and cursed: "You are the one who hurt me! And I have already accepted the Buddhist precepts, and now I am called Sha Wujing."

Tang Sanzang couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, and asked in a deep voice: "The day before yesterday, there was a Bodhisattva who said that eight hundred miles of Liusha River crossed a predestined person, so you were the one who said it?"

This Sha Wujing grinned: "Master, you and I are the one who is destined, you crossed me through the sea of ​​suffering, and I crossed you across this river of quick sand, which shows that we are destined to be masters and apprentices."

Sun Houzi and Zhu Bajie on the side also relaxed slightly, so it seems to be a good thing?
But Tang Sanzang didn't give up, and continued to ask: "Then let me ask you, what is hanging around your neck?"

Sha Wujing touched the nine skeletons he was wearing, and said with a smile: "Master, this is the wreckage of your previous nine lives, and it is also the only treasure that will not sink in this Liusha River. It is up to them to cross the river this time." Well. I, Lao Sha, who has eaten your ninth life, should also become your disciple, and return the karma to you."

Tang Sanzang was silent for a long time, exhaled a foul breath, and said in a low voice: "It's just the stinky skin of the ninth generation, that's all, you should get up first."

"Good master, I'll build a boat and take you across the river." Seeing Tang Sanzang accepting him, Sha Wujing also rushed to the west to seek the right fruit, walked two steps to the Liusha River, and took the nine A skull was taken out from under the neck and thrown in.

The three Buddhist scriptures on the side were also a little surprised. The Quicksand River is a vast expanse of whiteness, and there is nothing. How to build a boat?

The appearance of this next moment made it hard for the three of them to believe what they saw!
Based on these nine floating skulls, the boundless bone skeletons, under the magic power of Sha Wujing, slowly rose from the bottom of the quicksand river, gathered together, and slowly became the prototype of a huge bone ship!

Just looking at it with a single eye, the number of bones is probably as many as nearly [-]!

Tang Sanzang stood up suddenly, and asked in disbelief: "Could it be that so many pedestrians drowned in this quicksand river? Are there no gods and Buddhas in charge of such a bad place?"

"Master, let's get on the boat." Monk Sha didn't care too much. The red hair on his head was particularly evil. You can only use the materials in this river to build a boat, but there are only a few bones, don't be surprised, master. Just because I, Lao Sha, has been in this Liusha River for more than a hundred years, there are eight thousand pedestrians who have swallowed it. What’s the big deal?”

Sha Wujing got up and walked to the boat, but found that the people behind him hadn't moved, so he couldn't help but turned his head and asked, "Master, what's the matter, aren't you going west to learn Buddhist scriptures?"

But Sha Wujing suddenly discovered that the atmosphere on the field seemed a little wrong at this time, and boundless anger rose in the eyes of the person who learned the scriptures. There is a noticeable change in expression on the face.

Sha Wujing frowned slightly, and asked in a puzzled tone: "Master, this is you."

"Shut up, evil beast!" Tang Sanzang tightly squeezed the nine-ringed tin stick in his hand, making a cracking sound, and his tone rarely even had a hint of murderous intent: "The poor monk doesn't have an apprentice like you!"

(End of this chapter)