I have a role in the heavens

Sun Wukong then closed the Gate of Netherworld, stood up, and looked at Tang Xuanzang and Zhu Bajie who had just arrived. With a wave of his hand, the ground shook, and countless pieces of soil rolled over, burying the numerous bones in the ground.

When Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty saw Sun Wukong saving the souls of the dead, he couldn't help but clasping his hands, bowing and praising him.

"The great sage is merciful and his merits are immeasurable!"

Zhu Bajie also bowed his head and bowed slightly, admiring Sun Wukong for his actions.

Sun Wukong nodded slightly and returned a salute. Although he was dissatisfied with Buddhism's plot against him, and even attacked Guanyin Bodhisattva and Maharashtra Tathagata, and had no good impression of Lingji Bodhisattva, he would not implicate Tang Xuanzang. After getting along with him for such a long time , I know that although Tang Xuanzang was not a perfect man, with a delicate body, fine skin and tender flesh, and was not popular in ordinary affairs, he was a compassionate man with great aspirations, otherwise Buddhism would not have arranged for him to come to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

Sun Wukong and his three people left the eight-hundred-mile Huangfengling Mountains and headed to the west. Time passed quickly, and they went through summer and autumn. They saw some cicadas chirping and the willow trees were broken, and the fire flowed westward. As we were walking, we saw a huge wave of water and turbulent waves.

This place is the Liusha River where Sha Wujing lives. The water is turbulent and extremely vast. Tang Xuanzang, as a mortal, might not have been able to survive that. However, there are no ferries in the Liusha River, which makes the three of them a little troubled for a while.

Eight hundred quicksand realms, three thousand weak water depths. Goose feathers cannot float, and reed flowers sink to the bottom. The Liusha River is different from others. It somehow fell into some weak waters of the Nine Heavens. As a result, the water in this river is different from others. It is extremely light and even wood cannot float. Therefore, there is no ship on the Liusha River for 800 miles. There are no ferries, and there are no fishermen, so the Liusha River has become a natural chasm. People on the east and west sides have no contact at all, and they don't know where the boundary is on the other side.

Sun Wukong frowned and looked at the river, only to see that the river was surging like mountains and rolling like ridges. He and Zhu Bajie had an easier time, but Tang Xuanzang couldn't use their immortal skills to cross the river, so it was a bit difficult.

Sun Wukong sighed. He had not planned to take action at first, but was just perfunctory. Seeing this, he pinched the magic formula in his hand and used the ice sealing technique to build an ice bridge directly on the surface of the Liusha River in 800 miles. Tang Xuanzang passed.

In an instant, the temperature between heaven and earth suddenly dropped sharply. A layer of white ice gradually appeared on the water surface, gradually spreading towards the west bank. Little by little, the river gradually formed a solid layer of ice. Sun Wukong stepped on the ice. , you need to move forward and continue to cast spells.

The temperature of the Liusha River dropped sharply, making the water extremely cold. This immediately disturbed a monster living at the bottom of the river. It emerged from the water and stood on top of the current, rising and falling. The monster looked very ugly: it had a red head. Yan Yan's hair is fluffy, and his two round eyes are as bright as lights. He has an indigo face that is neither black nor green, and sounds like thunder like a drum or an old dragon. Wearing a goose-yellow cloak, his waist is girded with white vines. There are nine skulls hanging under the neck, holding a very majestic treasure staff.

"That monkey, why are you so rude? You dare to freeze my Liusha River without even notifying the owner!"

Sun Wukong stopped holding the magic formula in his hands, looked up, and opened his magic eyes. He saw that the monster was protected by a clear light, full of purity, and did not look like a wild monster. There was no evil karma on his body, but he was clean and self-sufficient, and had never been contaminated with killing. It seems that it is probably another arranged disaster.

When Sun Wukong thought of this, he stopped worrying, stepped lightly, and returned to the shore again. He closed his eyes and meditated, and stopped paying attention.

Sha Wujing was stunned. Why did the monkey behave like this? He just asked a question, and he left without answering. What should he do? He scratched his head in distress and glanced at the three people on the shore. In the end, I didn't know what to think, so I got back under the water and returned to my lair again, ignoring Tang Xuanzang and his party.

This Sha Wujing is an honest man. He was originally a curtain general in heaven. He was sent to the lower world by the Jade Emperor in order to wait for Buddhist pilgrims so that he could go to the West together. Therefore, he did not want to cause trouble. During these five hundred years in the mortal world, Here, he has been staying in the Liusha River honestly and met nine times. Each time, he was blocked by the Liusha River and drowned in the river. He helped collect the bones. , and later, under the guidance of others, the skulls of these nine pilgrims were used to refine the skull beads around their necks, waiting for future use.

Zhu Bajie saw that the monster did nothing and actually got back into the water. He was also a monk two feet tall. He was confused and looked at Sun Wukong in confusion.

Although Sun Wukong closed his eyes tightly, his mind was strong and his perception was sensitive. Naturally, he felt Zhu Bajie's gaze and spoke.

"The monster's body is pure and full of energy, and the skeleton hanging around its neck has the light of Buddha shining through it. It must be an arranged disaster. There is no need to be anxious, just wait quietly!"

After Zhu Bajie heard this, he understood. He put down his salute and sat down on the bank, not caring about the dust on the ground. Tang Xuanzang saw that the two of them were so determined and had no objection. He also sat cross-legged and recited scriptures.

For a while, the three people acted in unison and were silent, which made some people feel anxious. These three people did not ask for help and did not cross the river. They just waited, which made Guanyin Bodhisattva feel numb for a while. He had no choice but to ask Muzha beside him to take the initiative. Go and solve the problem for the three of them, otherwise it would be terrible if Sun Wukong gets angry and directly freezes the 800-mile Liusha River and passes by.

Sun Wukong looked at Muzha above the river, his expression as usual, and saw him holding a red gourd and shouting into the quicksand river.

"Wu Jing! Wu Jing! The pilgrim has been here for a long time, why don't you surrender?"

Sha Wujing was resting in the river. Hearing the call, he quickly got out of the water, saluted Muzha and said.

"Pilgrim Hui'an, I've been waiting here, but I've never seen a pilgrim fall into the water, right?"

This is also a fool. He has seen Buddhist pilgrims drowned in the river nine times before, so he thought that this time the pilgrims have not fallen into the water and drowned. He has no idea that this is Tang Xuanzang's tenth reincarnation and he will definitely reach it. Xitian Lingshan, there is no need to die to obtain the true scriptures. These words made Hui'an Walker Mu Zha couldn't help laughing, and the corners of his mouth twitched. However, in order to maintain a solemn image, he could only suppress his smile and scolded.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Isn't the Buddhist scripture seeker here? You haven't become a disciple yet!"

Mu Zha pointed to Tang Xuanzang on the shore. Sha Wujing looked at the fair-skinned monk, looked at it carefully, and murmured.

"Sure enough, it's him. He has been reincarnated so many times, but he is still so fair. At first glance, he looks like a man who cannot bear the weight on his shoulders or lift it with his hands. That's right, that's right!"

Because Jin Chanzi's first nine deaths were all caused by the corpses that Sha Wujing collected for him, he was deeply impressed by his appearance. So when he saw Tang Xuanzang's appearance, he remembered his memories, and then he quickly got water and waved. Pushing him to the shore, he knelt down and said.

"Sha Wujing pays homage to Master!"