Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 120
This place is quite far away from Shuimiao Village, and the scenery is different. The green willows around the embankment are swaying with the wind. At the ferry is a wooden support board protruding into the river. There are some green vines climbing on both sides. There are also small yellow and white thumb-sized flowers blooming.

The breeze is coming, the willow branches are swaying, the green vines are rustling, and the small flowers send a quiet fragrance.

On the other side of the river, there are several women's families, who are holding wooden basins, stone slabs, and washing clothes. The young girls play and fight from time to time, and the laughter like silver bells is rippling on the calm river.

"The old woman on the boat, come quickly to pick up the passengers!" Zhu Bajie walked to the bank and shouted loudly to the old woman on the other side.

There were black lines on Xuanzang's forehead, his face was strange, and he thought: "This idiot really doesn't pay attention to his speech..."

If there were not some women washing clothes on the other side, Xuanzang and the others could have walked across the water directly without the trouble of taking a small boat.

After a while, a small boat came to the front. The old woman was supporting a bamboo pole. The boat was covered with straw mats and a low cabin made of willow branches.

Several people boarded the boat, the white dragon horse stood at the bow, the draft dropped a lot in an instant, the boat was struggling a bit on the water, Xuanzang gave them a wink, the three disciples understood, and directly used the method of lightness , the boat stabilized.

"Old lady, why don't you see the boatman punting the boat, but the boatman granny?" Zhu Bajie asked again.

The old woman just smiled, with a narrow expression on her face, and didn't answer.

At this moment, exclamations came from everyone's ears.

"Xiaobai, don't drink!"

Xuanzang cried out in shock, and watched helplessly as the white dragon horse stretched out its head to take a sip of the river water.

Just now, he already knew the name of this land - Xiliang Women's Country.

This clear river with no fish or shrimps is the foundation for the endless reproduction of the Daughter Kingdom - the Zimu River, its water contains the vitality of nature, once it is drunk, the fetus will be darkened and a daughter will be born .

Although he made a sound to stop him, Bai Longma turned his head and looked at Xuanzang blankly, as if asking why he couldn't drink.

"Gudong!"

As soon as his throat moved, he saw the white dragon horse swallowing the river water.

Xuanzang suddenly felt a little pain in the head, this white horse really didn't listen to advice, it was going to give birth to a little dragon girl!
The old woman said at this time: "You horse, you are doing well, I think you will get a new animal!"

Bai Longma's expression was even more bewildered in this life, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart. He turned around and looked at the old woman as if he wanted her to explain clearly.

But how did the old woman know that the white dragon horse was a psychic fairy, so she stopped talking and directly crossed the river with the boat.

The few people had just set foot on land, and after paying some money, the old woman punted away. At this moment, the white dragon horse's stomach suddenly swelled, and with a wailing sound, it fell to the ground and rolled over in pain.

Xuanzang stepped forward and pressed the white dragon horse's neck with his left hand, and pressed his right hand on its stomach, and he felt a bone-strewn meat mass twitching uncontrollably.

Couldn't help but raised his hand and patted the white dragon horse's head, Xuanzang hated iron for being weak and said: "You white horse, just disobedient, I told you not to drink the river water, now you're all right, pregnant with a litter of little dragon cubs !"

"My son?" Bai Longma was stunned for a moment, and asked in a dazed manner.

Xuanzang nodded and scolded with a smile: "You idiot, you are right this time, it is your son!"

A few tears suddenly rolled out of Kazilan's big eyes sadly, falling to the ground and turning into a series of silver-white beads.

Little Bailong Ao Lie is really sad, he is a good boy, and now he is going to have a baby!
He looked at Xuanzang pitifully, hoping he could give him an idea.

Xiong Likui chuckled at this moment, "Xiaobai is going to have a baby now, and my uncle will definitely prepare a gift!"

"Extremely extreme, my old pig also prepared a meeting gift for my nephew!"

As soon as the words fell, Bai Longma quit, enduring the pain, stood up and glared at Xiong Likui angrily, thinking: "Okay, Xiong Er, it's in vain that I Ao Lie usually treats you as an honest person, I didn't expect you to be sarcastic How shameless!"

Naturally, everyone couldn't hear these words, and they only saw Bai Longma staring fiercely at Ka Zilan's big eyes and glaring fiercely at Xiong Likui, which caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Bai Longma was even more angry, glaring at everyone one by one.

"Master, is the river water unusual? How do you know that the water is undrinkable?" Monkey King asked curiously.

When everyone heard the words, they raised their ears and waited for Xuanzang's explanation.

"This is the boundary of Xiliang's women's country. The people of a country are all daughters. The Qinghe River is what they rely on for reproduction. It is called the Zimu River, and it contains countless good fortune. If a person drinks a sip Then she will conceive a girl, and three days later she will give birth..."

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Beyond the prehistoric real world, there are seas of heaven and sea, the holy land of origin, and the Hall of the Holy Maiden.

In the main hall, all kinds of laws and auras are pervasive, and countless mysteries are directly exposed in the air. There is a blue-black seat at the top of the steps of the main hall, and a vague and slim figure sits on it.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, that devilish figure with bumps and convexities was enough to make every man feel suffocated. It was crystal clear, and the proportions seemed natural.

"His Royal Highness, do you really want to take the risk of using the Dao Source Tool to go to that real world to steal the source power?" A woman in Tsing Yi dressed as a maid asked looking at the blurry figure on the high seat.

The figure tapped the armrest of the seat with his fingers, and the sound of "da da da" sounded in the hall.

After a long silence, a female voice sounded like an oriole from the high seat, clear and sweet, with a touch of charm.

The sound alone is enough to make people enter the saint mode here.

"Grandfather has already gone to retreat. If you want to break through the Taoist realm faster, according to ancient records, the fastest way is to master all the power of the three thousand laws before becoming a Dao sage. The laws complement each other and promote Dao Afterwards, the speed of the saint's understanding of the Dao is even faster than that of ordinary Dao saints, and only in this way can the decline of my holy land of origin be saved.

I have now spent several yuanhui's time, and I have collected 99 different laws, only one law of good fortune is missing, and I have searched many worlds but have not found any items containing the law of good fortune. Although the world is dangerous, but I have the Daoyuan weapon bestowed by my grandfather, and ordinary Daoist saints can't keep me. Ruojun, don't worry! "The voice of the Holy Maiden Qingshuang is very firm.

Ruojun raised his hand, still worried, and then said: "But..."

"No, but! Ruojun, in a few Yuanhui, if my grandfather fails to break through, then our Holy Land of Origin will be torn apart by forces coveting from all directions, not to mention Xuwu, the holy son of Tianling Holy Land, that guy has long thought If my grandfather fails to seize my sacred body and vital yin, I will not end well. Why not take the opportunity to take a gamble and go to the newly discovered real world to have a look. Maybe there is no powerful Dao overlord there. Saint, I have the Daoyuan weapon to save my life, and I will definitely escape my life!"

The vague figure on the high seat seemed to have firm eyes, and took out a teapot-shaped thing, "Ruojun, protect me for me, and I will go to the newly discovered real world with the law of primordial spirit!"

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