My Journey to the West on the Heavenly Road

Chapter 202
For more than half a year, from south to north, Jiang Yuan quickly searched the mountains on the east coast of Xiniu Hezhou.

During the period, I ran into monsters, met practitioners, and visited one or two Buddhist temples, but Fangcun Mountain has never been seen.

Recently, Jiang Yuan became anxious, and even began to ask about Fangcun Mountain from the practitioners and monsters he saw. Although he didn't directly say "Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai, and the Three-Star Cave in the Oblique Moon", it was almost the same as the description.

But looking at his appearance at this time, he knew nothing.

Regardless of demons or immortals, they all know nothing about Fang Cunshan!
According to Sun Wukong's experience, when he entered Fangcun Mountain, he met a woodcutter. The woodcutter was taken care of by his mother.

In this way, Fangcun Mountain should not be completely isolated from the world, but why has it never been seen?
No, Sun Wukong learned his skills 200 years ago. The Oblique Moon and Three Star Cave may not be eroded by the years, but outside the cave, not to mention the earth-shaking, I am afraid that it has changed a lot.

It is really unwise to seek a sword without a boat.

"Huh—don't worry, it took Sun Wukong more than ten years from going out to sea to finding Fangcun Mountain. I've been here for more than half a year. Could it be that I can't take it anymore?"

"How can the Dao be taken lightly!"

Jiang Yuan swallowed the dragon meat and dry food in his mouth, drank the wine in one gulp, let out a long roar towards the continuous mountain range to vent his depression, got up and found the sluggish mount lying beside the fire, and kicked it over.

"Enough rest, get up, let's go back to sea and start from scratch."

"Ahhh."

Wuqian's ears drooped and he began to roll on the ground.

"Protesting is useless!" Jiang Yuan cursed.

However, he also knew that the gray donkey had been running around with him for a long time and found nothing. He was tired, so he calmed down and coaxed: "Aren't you about to vomit after eating dragon meat? You play for two days."

Wuqian stopped rolling, raised his head and stared at Jiang Yuan, blinking his eyes.

"Okay, five days." Jiang Yuan said unhappily.

The gray donkey turned up immediately, arched Jiang Yuan with a grin, and bent down.

"You bastard!"

Jiang Yuan tapped the big head and stepped on the mount.

The cloud rolled down the peak, swept out of the mountains, and passed by several small countries and towns. The gray donkey was not satisfied, and flew north for a while, and suddenly saw a strange big river.

The river is mighty, more than ten miles wide, black as thick ink, and a layer of black oil shines on it when the sun shines on it, it looks like a rolling roll of black oil.

On both sides of the Heihe River, there are no birds or beasts. I am afraid that cattle, sheep, tigers and leopards dare not drink water, and crows, birds, and swans dare not fly.

Looking down from the clouds, at the southeast end of the Heihe River, the ocean can be seen faintly, but it is a large river that flows into the sea. On the west bank of the Heihe River, from a distance, the population is densely populated, and the outline of the city is getting bigger and bigger. There should be a city-state or a country.

Wuqian was about to fly over the Heihe River, heading for the west bank, when Jiang Yuan suddenly shouted: "Wait!"

Wuqian turned his head in confusion, only to see Jiang Yuan exclaiming excitedly, "This is the Black Water River!"

Hundreds of years later, when going west to learn Buddhist scriptures, Sun Wukong and his party will meet the ninth son of Jinghe Dragon King, Little Dragon.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help looking to the east. If he remembered correctly, Sun Wukong's previous difficulty in the Heishui River was the "Holy Infant King" Red Boy, the son of the Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan.

But the red boy at that time seemed to be two or three hundred years old, and hadn't been born yet.

"Ah uh"

Wuqian stared at the bustling crowds on the west bank, waited for a long time, but saw Jiang Yuan startled, and immediately neighed in dissatisfaction.

Bull Demon King and Mr. Iron Fan, have they hooked up at this moment?

A joke flashed across Jiang Yuan's mind, and he immediately patted his mount, "Stop barking, go, go down, let's visit the God of the Black Water River and inquire about the situation."

Wuqian twisted his body, his eyes fixed on the excitement in the distance.

"I haven't regretted it, and it doesn't take much effort to find out the news."

After Jiang Yuan coaxed it for a while, the gray donkey reluctantly fled downwards, reaching the water surface as black as thick ink, wrapped in water, and plopped into the "thick ink".

When I first arrived underwater, my eyes were full of darkness, and when I went down again, the color of the water gradually became lighter. When I reached the bottom of the river, I saw pieces of swaying aquatic plants and groups of algae at the bottom of the river, all of which were shining brightly.

The surface of the river is as black as ink, and the bottom of the river is bright and magnificent, which is strange.

Among the glowing water plants, I found a few water demons, and reported their names: "Jiang Yuan, a Taoist seeker from Nanzhan Buzhou, is passing through your land, and is here to visit the river god."

After a few water demons surrounded Jiang Yuan's master and servant for a few times, they replied "Shangxian, please come with me", then turned their heads and burrowed into the water grass, turned their heads and tails, and swam to a place.

Soon, an underwater river valley appeared ahead, and the water demon rushed into the valley screaming excitedly.

"My lord, my lord, a seeker has come to see you!"

Jiang Yuan followed the water demon into the river valley, and ran into a pavilion head-on, with a row of large characters sealed on the top: "Hengyangyu Heishuihe Shenfu"

A man in a fine attire came out from behind the pavilion with big strides.

"My little Xiaohe Mansion, I'm afraid it's 'no way' for the immortal elder."

The man made a joke first, then came up to him and bowed his hands to Jiang Yuan, "Heishui River God, I have seen the Immortal Elder."

At this time, the river god is wearing a high crown, a fine costume, a jade belt around his waist, and walks with the wind, full of vigor and vigor.

In Jiang Yuan's mind, he thought about the old man who was debilitated hundreds of years later, who was robbed of the water mansion, and sued the aggrieved river god who had nowhere to go. He sighed secretly, and smiled back on his face:
"The Heishui River is born with a vision, the god of the river is rich and the god is handsome, such a blessed land and spirit god, how could it be innocent?"

"Hahaha, Xianchang is also an interesting person."

The God of Heishui River raised his head and laughed, and led Jiang Yuan to the pavilion to sit down, ordered the water demon to serve tea, and then apologized: "My water mansion was established not long ago, and the interior is chaotic, but I can't hold a banquet for distinguished guests. Please forgive me."

Jiang Yuan waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I passed by here by chance, saw the strange river water, thought there must be a real god, so I came to inquire about the news."

After several compliments from Jiang Yuan, the God of the Heishui River was very comfortable, and immediately said with a smile: "My Heishui River originates from Hengyang Valley, travels for hundreds of thousands of miles, goes all the way to the ocean, and passes through several city-states. And if you want to inquire about something, the little god knows everything."

Jiang Yuan leaned forward and asked, "I don't know where in Hezhou, Xiniu, there is the real fruit of longevity, the great method of immortality and longevity?"

The God of Heishui River glanced at Jiang Yuan and said with a smile, "What the Immortal Elder is asking for is really the Dao of Immortals."

After a pause, the River God raised his fingers in two directions, one east and one west, and said loudly: "As far as the little god knows, there are two places that can pass on the great way of immortality."

"One is to go east, to the boundary of Liusha River, where there is the Wuzhuang Temple of Longevity Mountain, which is the Taoist temple of the ancestors of the earth immortals."

"As for Xiangxi, it is naturally the Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan, the World-Honored Buddha!"

Jiang Yuan was suddenly disappointed, "Aside from these two places, are there other fairy houses?"

The Heishui River God couldn't help asking curiously: "What exactly does the Immortal Elder want?"

Jiang Yuan's eyes were gloomy, and he spit out: "The way of Lingtai is the heart of a square inch."

"Heart?"

The God of Heishuihe was stunned, and after a while, he suddenly smiled and said: "If the Immortal Elder seeks this way, why should he look for it, and just ask his own heart."

(End of this chapter)