Chapter 73: Master, I haven’t seen a monster in a long time.

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The second brother Yang asked, and Nezha quickly explained: "I took a leave of absence for a few days, and then went back to Chentangguan. I met my second brother at home, and happened to talk about a story I heard while drinking with Lord Binling. The strange things made my second brother alert, so I went to Liusha River with my second brother to investigate."

As soon as these words came out, not only Yang Jian, but also everyone present pricked up their ears. It happened that Master Sanzang had also dealt with the resentful spirit, and all eyes were focused on little Nezha.

Little Nezha straightened his body and said, "It is said that the Yin Division secretly released a group of Yin spirits and suppressed them at the bottom of the quicksand river."

boom!

Others were fine, but Yang Jian was the first to get angry, as if his magic power was turning violently, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to turbulence.

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly: "I'll go down to the Yin Division in a while and ask the Lord Yan what the emperor of the Yin Division is doing!"

Seeing Brother Yang getting angry, little Nezha said secretly: "Brother, I heard... I just heard that this is not the will of the King of Hell, but an order from above."

Nezha stretched out his hand and pointed upward.

"Ha!" Yang Jian laughed angrily: "But it is something that Heaven can do. It has been more than a thousand years and there has been no progress."

"Howling Sky Dog." Yang Jian waved his hand.

"Owner."

"Smell it carefully and see who has come to this Liusha River."

"Yes!" Roaring Sky Dog agreed repeatedly: "The sky and the earth are endless, tracking for thousands of miles!"

He knew that his master attached great importance to this matter, so he tried his best to use his magic power to activate his supernatural powers... Because it was a long time ago, and the Liusha River was living water, he, the No. 1 dog nose in the three realms, wanted to find out Some clues are not easy to come by.

He even stuck his nose into the Liusha River, but still found nothing. Just when he was about to use up his magical power when his magic power was exhausted, he suddenly smelled a faint scent that was about to dissipate on the stone tablet of the Liusha River. It was familiar but familiar. Disgusting.

He was overjoyed, but he was also dizzy due to excessive exercise. He fell back and fell into Yang Erlang's arms, "Master... is... Tian... Tiannu, Tiannu came across the Liusha River. "

As soon as the voice fell, Roaring Sky Dog fainted.

"It's him again?"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Yang Jian's eyes.

"Tiannu?" A figure suddenly flashed across Fahai's mind, and it was exactly the figure he had glanced at in Huangfengling that day.

"Second brother!" Nezha was eager to try. He stood beside Yang Jian with a spear in hand and said, "Shall we go to heaven?"

Mu Zha stretched out his hand to persuade them not to be impulsive. After all, people are not stealing stolen goods...

But what if someone gets the stolen goods together?

Mu Zha is much calmer than Nezha, but he sees many things. He just doesn't say it, not that he doesn't know... Even if this matter breaks the news, it is nothing more than punishing Tiannu... .After all, Heaven has its own reasons. It was Buddhism that asked us to help arrange some disasters. The most we can do is to punish Tiannu for his unfavorable conduct and give him a few verbal reprimands.

In fact, there are countless innocent souls in the underworld, similar to those caused by the rolling curtain cannibalizing people in the Liusha River for five hundred years. This number seems like a lot when placed at the bottom of the Liusha River, but in fact it is just a drop in the bucket.

Otherwise, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva would not have entered reincarnation alone and made the grand promise that "until hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha."

Yang Jian has cultivated his moral character over the years, and his fiery temper has been restrained a lot. If the three princesses in the family hadn't disturbed his mind, he wouldn't have lost his temper this time. However, he quickly figured out the key and first held down Nezha. , and then said to Master Sanzang: "Yang Jian will secretly investigate the matter of the innocent souls of Liusha River. When the truth comes to light, he will inform the master as soon as possible."

He held the Roaring Sky Dog in one hand and said: "The Roaring Sky Dog has lost his mind this time. We need to recuperate him as soon as possible. Yang Jian will leave first."

He was worried about the condition of Xiaotian Dog and planned to find a place to treat Xiaotian Dog first. After much deliberation, Yun Tou finally went to the direction of Yuquan Mountain. This matter is full of weirdness, and the master is extremely resourceful and may have some unique insights.

After Yang Jian left, Nezha and the Great Sage whispered for a while and then left.

Mu Zha stayed where he was. He looked first at the "Tianpeng Marshal" and then at the "Rolling Curtain Heavenly General". He was confused for a moment... He said: "When the Bodhisattva went to Chang'an, he passed by the Liusha River and enlightened him. He captured the Curtain Heavenly General who was imprisoned in the Liusha River, and asked him to wait for the master to pass by and become his disciple. He also gave him a dharma name, calling him Sha Wujing...but he never thought that he would end up like this. It looks like this. These resentful spirits left behind by cannibalism for more than five hundred years are indeed very sinful, and they are also his doom."

Hearing this, Fahai said to the "corpse monk" who had been beheaded: "In this case, I will still call you Wujing. This time, the poor monk will take you to the west to get the true meaning of Lingshan." Bring it back to the Tang Dynasty."

Sha Monk had no expression on his face, but the Buddhist beads around his neck showed a glint of light. He knelt down firmly on the ground toward Fa Hai and kowtowed several times.

In fact, there is another level of consideration for Fa Hai to go to the West with the obsession of this ninth-generation scripture seeker. After all, he has now occupied the body of Master Tripitaka, fused with his soul, and gained all the memories of his life.

Now going to the West with the obsession of these nine generations of pilgrims can be regarded as a part of the cause and effect.

Seeing "Sha Monk" becoming his disciple, Muzha finally just sighed softly and said, "I'll send the master across the river."

Although these people were all people with great supernatural powers, Muzha came and threw the gourd in his hand into the Liusha River. After reciting a spell, he transformed into the size of a small boat and floated on the water.

Carrying the obsession of the nine generations of pilgrims, this monk saw that he was finally able to travel west, so he took the nine beads from his neck, threw them into the sky and spread them in the wind, and when they fell into the water, he put the gourd in the center.

The Buddha beads were shining brightly, and here Sha Monk had already stepped forward to help Master get on the gourd.

Everyone did not destroy this rare sense of ceremony. Although everyone was able to fly into the clouds, they all followed behind the master.

Hua Hua Hua——

Just hearing the water splashing behind you, you can see the gourd driven by the Buddhist beads, like an arrow from the string, cutting through the waves. It's so exciting!

Not long after, we reached the other side.

Everyone got off the gourd, Mu Zha put away the magic weapon and said goodbye... He wanted to go back to the South China Sea to ask his master about the many incidents that happened in Liusha River today.

...

The five masters and apprentices left the Liusha River, and the itinerary did not change much along the way.

It's still walking during the day and practicing at night...The difference is that there is an additional Junior Brother Sha.

This Sha Wujing was transformed by the obsession of the nine generations of sutra collectors. After being accepted by the master, he became the only one among them who was not afraid of the flames of the Buddha, and the only one who was not afraid of the senior brother's chanting of sutras.

The master has admitted this point, and even he is just practicing with the help of the Great Sun Buddha Flame and Wukong chanting sutras. It is just that the master has a strong mind and can endure it. It is not like Sha Wujing, but pure enjoyment.

Walking along this road is actually a smooth journey, walking on the green mountains and green waters, with weeds and flowers, we entered the late autumn.

Now is the season when the maple leaves are all over the mountain and the yellow flowers are resisting the evening breeze. Listening to the old cicada's chirping sound gradually becoming weaker, the Great Sage said with emotion: "Master, I haven't seen a monster in a long time, and my old sun's body is almost exhausted." Stiffened."