"The bamboo raft has the power of the great road! It is indeed the work of a mysterious man!"
The Taoist Taoist's pupils trembled, and the breath leaked from the bamboo raft made him feel a tremor all over, and the power was terrifying.
The river on Lingyundu surged and a wave rolled up to a height of a hundred feet, submerging Lin Pan and the Buddhist scripture-collecting team again and again. In the next moment, the bamboo raft appeared steadily on the river again.
The strange phenomena of heaven and earth have no effect on the bamboo raft. Although it looks shaky, it can avert danger.
This is already the limit that the Taoist Taoist can achieve. Forcibly plotting to obliterate the Buddhist team will inevitably be hindered by the way of heaven and suffer serious backlash!
But Lin Pan and his scripture-seeking team were driving a bamboo raft and were about to reach the other side of Lingyundu. Once ashore, they would reach the Western Lingshan Mountain!
"No, we can't let them cross the river. Western Buddhism cannot withstand such an impact. Since you cannot become disciples of Western Buddhism, then your only end is death!"
The face of the guide Taoist became ferocious, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent when he looked at the Buddhist scripture collection team.
The fortune of Western Buddhism suffered a heavy blow during the journey to the west, which seriously affected the fortune of Western Buddhism. Now every step is like walking on thin ice and is extremely cautious.
After the scripture collection team arrives at Lingshan, they will seize more luck that originally belonged to Western Buddhism, and the situation of Western Buddhism will be even more dangerous!
"boom!"
At this moment, the Taoist guide no longer cares about Patriarch Hongjun's warnings and the backlash from Heaven. He only has one thought left in his mind, which is to let the team of Buddhist scriptures be buried in Lingyun Ferry.
The majestic power of the saint crushed Lin Pan and the scripture collection team with a devastating force. The entire Lingyun Crossing was filled with the aura of destruction for an instant!
"The old bald donkey took action, this is too scary!"
Even under the shield, Zhu Bajie felt extremely powerful, as if his whole person was about to be crushed. The power of the saint was extremely frightening.
"Don't worry, just wait until we cross the Lingyun Ferry. If the old bald donkey really takes action, it won't do him any good!"
Lin Pan stabilized his mind and concentrated on controlling the bamboo raft. As long as he successfully reached the other side, even if the Taoist guide tried to take action, it would be too late.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The vast power of sound and color fell on the bamboo raft, causing it to shake wildly, as if it was about to throw the people on the raft off at any time.
What makes people feel even more suffocated is that with Lin Pan and the scripture collection team joining forces to resist, there are also signs of being unable to resist.
"Is it possible that this old bald ass really wants to kill our masters and disciples at all costs!"
Xuanzang, who was originally optimistic, became nervous. According to the situation in front of him, he would lead the Taoists to their death!
The bamboo raft was shaking more and more, and the Buddhist scripture collection team on the bamboo raft had to hold on tightly to ensure that they would not slip off.
Lin Pan not only controls the progress of the bamboo raft, but also drives the Chaos Bead to resist the attack of the Taoist guide. It is quite difficult to do two things at once.
But the other side of Lingyun Crossing is right in front of us, and Western Buddhism is also close at hand. If we persist for a while, we can successfully reach it!
"Die! Die!"
The furious Taoist Saint used frequent methods and very clear goals.
"enough!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded from the sky, and an irresistible force forced Taoist Taoist Jieyin back, unable to continue to attack the scripture collection team.
"Dao Ancestor...why!"
Taoist Jieyin stared at the position of the 33rd Heaven in disbelief, wondering why Patriarch Hongjun wanted to stop him from killing the Buddhist scripture-seeking team.
It would only take a little time for the scripture-seeking team to die in Lingyun Crossing, but they stopped them at such a critical moment.
"You have completely forgotten my warning to you. Return to Zixiao Palace as soon as possible!"
The command in the voice of Patriarch Hongjun was full of meaning and did not give Taoist Taoist Jieyin any chance to continue speaking.
Afterwards, the aura of Patriarch Hongjun disappeared between heaven and earth, and the vision in the sky returned to normal.
"Yes...I will obey the Taoist ancestor's decree..."
The Taoist guide said through gritted teeth, his eyes full of unwillingness, and he could only watch helplessly as the Buddhist team crossed the Lingyun Ferry and successfully reached the other side.
"This time, you are lucky, but next time you won't be so lucky!"
After saying that, the Taoist leader and the figure disappeared from the spot. He wanted to go back to Zixiao Palace and ask Patriarch Hongjun why he couldn't be killed at this time!
"The rain has stopped and the sky has cleared up, and we are now on the other side of the river!"
Xuanzang felt light all over his body in an instant, and all threats were lifted.
After experiencing many life-and-death crises, Lin Pan and his scripture-seeking team finally set foot on the other side of Lingyun Crossing.
"Hurry up, I don't know if that old bald donkey has caught up with me."
Lin Pan urged the Buddhist scripture collection team to get ashore early, otherwise the Taoist guide would try to drown their master and disciples in Lingyun Ferry.
"Then the old bald donkey probably didn't catch up. What should we do with the bamboo raft?"
Xuanzang pointed to the bamboo raft that carried his master and disciples across the river and said, it would be a pity to stay here like this.
"You guys should take it with you. Maybe there will be a chance to use it in the future. If I take it back, I won't be able to explain it to my father."
Lin Pan said very generously.
Anyway, this bamboo raft was made by Lin Xuan for the Buddhist scripture collection team, so it would be perfect for it to be used by the Buddhist scripture collection team.
"If a brother from one family doesn't talk to two families, I will accept that brother!"
Xuanzang also accepted the bamboo raft without ceremony. After all, he would still need it when he returned. Walking on that single-plank bridge was a double psychological and physical torture!
With this bamboo raft in hand, there is no need to worry about this. Just now, it withstood the attack of the Taoist guide, allowing the few of them to cross the river smoothly.
"Since you have all crossed the river, I have to go back first."
Lin Pan reluctantly waved to the scripture collection team and said.
"Brother, just leave with peace of mind, we will leave this place to you!"
Xuanzang patted his chest and said that the arrival of Lin Pan allowed their master and disciples to easily survive this disaster. The road ahead still needs to be walked by themselves.
"Okay, wait until I get back and ask my father about your upcoming disaster. If there's any trouble, I'll be there right away!"
After saying that, Lin Pan turned around and left immediately. When he returned to Meishan, his heart was still filled with ups and downs.
The power of the Heavenly Saint is indeed very terrifying, so you must be extremely careful next time!
After watching Lin Pan leave, the team continued on their way. The eyes of the master and disciples were full of expectation.
"That golden mountain in front is the Western Spirit Mountain, right?"
Zhu Ba Ring said while pointing forward.
"That should be it. Are we arriving at Lingshan now?"
Xuanzang suddenly realized and murmured to himself.
