Ten Years of Buddhist Cultivation, One Thought into the Devil: the Beginning of Refining Leifeng Pag

　　beside the river.

　　Unintentionally took off his hat, looking at the [-]-mile river in front of him that was going eastward day after day, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

　　Hear him say so.

　　Nie Xiaoqian couldn't hold it any longer, and finally her head emerged from the beads.

　　Looking at the mighty and turbulent river in front of him, he couldn't help but ask again.

　　"Master, is this the quicksand river you're looking for?"

　　"Good, that's it."

　　Wuxin said, and with a stroke of the reeds in front of him, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the stone tablet behind.

　　Nie Xiaoqian followed the reputation, and sure enough, Ka saw that there were three seal characters on the stele, three big characters of Liushahe, and four lines of poems below.

　　Nie Xiaoqian looked at it and subconsciously recited it.

　　"Eight hundred quicksand world, three thousand weak water depths. Goose feathers can't float, and reed flowers are sinking?"

　　"Yeah, Master, is this Liusha River really so terrifying?"

　　After reading it, she was also stunned.

　　He couldn't help but turn his head and asked Wuxin again.

　　Looking at him involuntarily, he was about to speak.

　　Hearing an explosion behind him, the originally calm quicksand river suddenly surged.

　　The waves are like mountains, and the waves are like ridges.

　　Then, in the quicksand river, a figure suddenly emerged.

　　"Okay, I haven't seen a living person for so many months. Today, I can see a bit of meat."

　　With a wild laugh, the figure slaughtered directly towards Wuxin.

　　……

　　As the people walked, they were all wrapped in yellow sand, just waiting to get close.

　　Only then did Nie Xiaoqian see the other side's face clearly.

　　The guy was born with red hair and blue face, and his round eyes were like bright lights.There are Buddhist beads strung with nine skeletons on the neck, and he holds a crescent rod in his hand.

　　Lively, like a yaksha evil ghost.

　　Even Nie Xiaoqian, who was used to seeing ghosts, was taken aback at this time.

　　He hurriedly reminded Wuxin.

　　"Master, be careful! There is a big monster hidden in this quicksand river!"

　　She looked wary.

　　As for Wuxin, looking at the figure rushing out of the quicksand river at this time, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

　　Seeing that the other party came to cull with a crescent stick, not only did he not panic.

　　When he opened his mouth again, he suddenly recited a poem.

　　"I am honored in Nantianmen, and I am honored in front of Lingxiao Palace. The golden helmet on my head is shining in the sun, and the armor is bright. I am the first to escort me in and out. Ghost."

　　The words landed.

　　The other party's murderous "evil ghost" really stopped the work in his hands.

　　His expression regained some clarity.

　　But now the crescent stick has not been removed.

　　Still on the unintentional neck, with a bit of vigilance, he asked again.

　　"Who are you? What do you mean by just reciting that poem?"

　　"Why, how many years have passed, the former Rolling Shutter General doesn't even remember who he is." Wuxin asked back with a smile.

　　Yes, at this moment in the [-]-mile quicksand river, there are still people who do this, naturally it can't be someone else.

　　It is on the westbound road in the future, an important member of the four masters and apprentices, the former rolling shutter general, the future Sha Wujing!

　　He looked at each other with burning eyes and a little curiosity.

　　As for Roller Curtain himself, when he heard Wuxin say so, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

　　"General Roller Shutter?"

　　"Hehehe, I haven't heard anyone mention this name in a long time."

　　With red hair and a shawl, there seemed to be a trace of sadness in the depths of his eyes.

　　However, this grief was replaced by fierceness in an instant.

　　The crescent stick in his hand moved a little closer.

　　At this time, it was completely placed on the unintentional neck.

　　The words were cold. "Smelly monk, although I don't know where you found out about Grandpa's previous deeds, but... you don't think that if you mention this yourself, this seat will not eat you."

　　"Don't think that you are in the realm of Arhat now. You are just a little golden Arhat, in front of me, you can't see enough!"

　　He broke the realm of innocence at a glance.

　　Hope this will make Wuxin feel fear.

　　"It's just a cultivator in the realm of Arhat. It's naturally not enough for the former Rolling Shutter. But to deal with the current Rolling Shutter... The poor monk thinks it's enough."

　　But Wuxin was always looking as usual.

　　When he finished speaking, he put his hands together.

　　The whole body exploded.

　　The shock actually caused the crescent stick in the opponent's hand to tremble.

　　Subconsciously, he took two steps back.

　　"Huh? Dead bald donkey, do you want to fight me?"

　　"Do not want to."

　　Unintentionally shook his head.

　　However, he immediately continued and said,

　　"However, the poor monk is also not afraid of the benefactor. As for the reason... I think General Rolling Shutter should be very clear. You, who suffer from the lingering pain of the Divine Sword every day, are not as strong as before."

　　"And I came here this time, not as an enemy with you, General Roller Shutter."

　　"Hehehe, it's not to be an enemy. Is it possible that you still want to be friends with my roller blinds? You ask this god and Buddha who is in the sky, who dares to be friends with me, who is guilty of guilt?"

　　The roller blind sneered.

　　After saying this, make a big move.

　　The river of quicksand rolling behind him was like a horse training, and he was dragged by him.

　　At this time, around Wuxin, a huge water prison was condensed.

　　"Boy, your cultivation is really good, and your eloquence is not bad, but if that's all you say, I think...you shouldn't have the chance to walk out of the quicksand river in your life."

　　"Now... tell me the real purpose of your coming to Liushahe! Are those people from the West who taught you to persuade the old man to go west, tell me!"

　　Roller blinds eyes are cold.

　　At this time, Wuxin was actually regarded as a lobbyist of Lingshan.

　　Listening indifferently, he was slightly taken aback.

　　After recovering, he shook his head and said, "Of course not."

　　"The poor monk came this time just out of curiosity."

　　"Curious? Curious about what." Roller shutter asked.

　　Inadvertently listening, he laughed again.

　　Facing the eyes of the roller blinds on the opposite side.

　　In this smile, there is still a bit of strangeness.

　　It actually made the roller blind feel a little chilly on the back.

　　I am puzzled.

　　I heard Wuxin speak slowly, and said,

　　"The poor monk just wanted to know...

　　When five hundred years were just a scam.

　　Some people, whether they are still willing, just be a loyal dog in the heaven. ".

Chapter 37

　　35. Poor monk, I like to see broken dreams (1/5) [For flowers, for collections]

　　"Dead bald donkey, you don't really think that I dare not kill you."

　　"Have you seen the nine skeletons on me? The nine monks who traveled westward have all died in my hands. What are you, you dare to scold me?!"

　　Inadvertently, the words came out.

　　The roller blind on the opposite side immediately raised his eyebrows, as if he was really angry.

　　While speaking, the turbid waves of the Liusha River surging [-] miles behind him.

　　Wuxin's side, the water prison that trapped him is also getting tighter and tighter.

　　Although at this moment, Wuxin has the blessing of Buddha light on his body and resists on his own.

　　But Nie Xiaoqian, who was living in the Buddha beads, still felt a sense of oppression like a mountain and sea.