Journey to the West: Funeral Mission to the West

"Well, that makes sense."

……

At the same time, by the Blackwater River.

Whoa!

I saw a handsome, muscular, handsome bald head carrying a burden, wearing cassock, and running wildly all the way through the waves with long legs!

He rushed across the [-]-mile Blackwater River in one breath, performed a beautiful somersault in the air, and landed perfectly!

Motionless, straight as a javelin!

"Papa papa! Powerful!"

The Jialan clapped and praised.

While tidying up his clothes, Tang Seng said, "Sure enough, human potential is endless. After several years of hard work, although my swimming skills have not improved much, but now my body...doesn't need to swim anymore."

After finishing speaking, Tang Seng turned his head and bowed to the other side of the Heishui River, saying: "Thank you for the kindness of passing on your skills!"

On the other side of the river, an old man waved his hand and turned to leave.

Just a few months ago, Tang Sanzan was still trying to get in touch with swimming and drinking water, but he ran into this old man.

The old man is neither a fairy nor a monster, but an ordinary person.

However, he is a martial artist among ordinary people. Seeing that Tang Seng is so persistent, he taught Tang Seng a set of martial arts skills - "Gui Yi Shen Gong".

To Tang Seng's surprise, he couldn't practice the Buddhist exercises, but he learned this humane martial arts by leaps and bounds!

In the words of the old man, he has accumulated a lot.

Thinking about it, Tang Seng climbed rocks, swam, dug holes, was chased by wild dogs, and was chased by wolves all the way from the Eastern Tang Dynasty for fifty or sixty thousand miles!

Other skills have not been developed, this body is well-polished.

In the eyes of cultivators, this is nothing.

But among ordinary warriors, this is also an excellent foundation.

Coupled with Tang Seng's many years of studying Buddhism, his mind is extremely tenacious.

With his mind and body in place, he is naturally making rapid progress.

Chapter 59 Drinking Soup

In less than a year, he had cultivated "Guiyi Divine Art" to the peak of the seventh level, not to mention surpassing the old man, and even stepped into the eighth level that the old man had never practiced before, and which was not recorded in the book.

This eighth level of realm directly made Tang Seng reborn, surpassing the limit of ordinary warriors, and ran [-] miles across the Heishui River in one breath.

Now, Tang Seng stomped his feet, shook his arms, looked ahead confidently and said, "Let's go to the West!"

……

Silent all night.

The next day, Sun Wukong finished his vacation and came back early.

In the end, I saw a figure supporting the big tree with both hands, bent at ninety degrees, and opened its mouth—vomit!

clap la la...

Not far away, the white dragon horse and the pig gangren are both pinching their noses and looking up at the sky.

Only Sha Wujing stood by the side and handed over a piece of paper from time to time, saying, "Master, don't drink alcohol next time."

Tang Sanzan finally wiped his mouth and said, "I don't even remember when I drank it, how much I drank it, and what the wine tasted like when I drank it. But when I spit it out, it smells really bad..."

"Master, I'm back." Sun Wukong greeted from afar.

Tang Sanzan glanced at him, and said weakly: "Find a place and rest...I don't want to go anywhere these days."

Monkey King immediately went to find a place.

It didn't take long to find him a house to receive monks, and the whole group lived there for a week.

During this week, Tang Sanzan vomited when he smelled meat;

Smell the smell of wine, also vomit;

Even when the oil is a little heavy, he will go out and vomit.

Looking at the Tang Sanbu like this, the old man who received them sighed: "As expected of an eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty, this is a bit of meat, and I don't drink any alcohol!"

Monkey King and others nearby laughed dryly when they heard the words, bowed their heads and ate quickly.

A week later, everyone set off for the west again.

On the way, Tang Sanzan rubbed his belly and said, "I've decided not to drink in the short term!"

"agree!"

Sha Wujing, Monkey King, Zhu Gangli, Bai Longma and others shouted in unison.

Tang Sanzan looked at them wonderingly: "Do you also throw up after drinking?"

"Putting! I have to vomit, I feel really uncomfortable. Let me tell you, Master, alcohol is just poison for the intestines. It tastes good when you drink it, but afterward... hey..."

Sun Wukong said.

Tang Sanzan thought about the hard experience of the past few days, nodded in agreement and said: "It makes sense, stop drinking."

Hearing what Tang Sanzan said, Sha Wujing and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

They were really afraid that one day Tang Sanzan would drink too much and send them to the west in advance.

Tang Sanzan decided not to drink, and the road ahead will be much smoother.

Soon, everyone came to a small river.

"Boater, cross the river!" Monkey King shouted.

After a while a big boat sailed over, but it was not a man who sailed the boat, but an old woman.

The old woman looked at Tang Sanzan and the others with bright eyes, especially when she was looking at Tang Sanzan, there was an inexplicable excitement in her eyes.

So much so that Zhu Ganglian and others once thought that the old woman was a monster.