Chapter 81 Eight Hundred Miles of Liusha River

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The newly built Tiance magic weapon built by Li Shimin arrived in the morning and at night, and soon arrived in the territory of Hajie Kingdom and Uszang Kingdom.

After a simple handover with Tiance who arrived in Linjian City, Tang Sanzang also completed his mission in Uzang Country and continued on his journey to the west with his three disciples.

"Master Guanyin, you just gave my fiefdom to Tang Sanzang and made it a tributary of the Tang Dynasty?"

At this time, Master Guanyin and Lingji Bodhisattva were standing in the clouds, overlooking the vast land of the world.

Seeing the Uzang Kingdom being taken over by the Tang Dynasty Tiance Army, and seeing Tang Sanzang and his entourage calmly walk out of the country, Lingji Bodhisattva showed a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes!

Five hundred years ago, Sun Wukong failed in his attempt to cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and was suppressed by Tathagata Buddha at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain.

In order to stabilize the growing power of Buddhism, the Jade Emperor rewarded part of the mortal kingdom to Xitian Lingshan because of his meritorious service in reciting the name of Buddha to quell chaos.

At present, the Us Tibetan Kingdom is a fiefdom entrusted by the Buddha to Lingji Bodhisattva.

But now, Tang Sanzang not only personally killed the disciples he sent to take over the Uzang Kingdom, but also made it a vassal state of the Tang Dynasty!

Lingji Bodhisattva wanted to intervene again, but he was forcibly stopped by Master Guanyin who suddenly arrived!

"Amitabha, the human world is a mortal world. Since I, the Buddha, want to form an alliance with the Emperor of Tang Dynasty, I must show due sincerity. Why should I care about the gains and losses of a country or a place?"

But in the face of Lingji Bodhisattva's anger, Master Guanyin remained calm.

"So, for the sake of this so-called sincerity in forming an alliance, you not only gave away your country of Hajia, but now you also want to use my country of Uzang to benefit others?"

"Master Guanyin, you have gone too far!"

As Lingji Bodhisattva said this, his eyes were full of confusion.

"Lingji Bodhisattva, please pay attention to the tone of voice when you speak to me!"

"It is reasonable to return the mortal kingdom to the human emperor. Why do you have to be so aggrieved?"

After hearing this, Master Guanyin's eyes showed a trace of displeasure.

"Humph, really?"

"Then I will go to Daleiyin Temple to find the Buddha to report this matter now. Let's see how you explain it then!"

"As you wish!"

After a rather unpleasant conversation, Lingji Bodhisattva dissipated into the clouds with full anger.

"Jin Chanzi, your destiny of sinking into nine lives is finally about to officially begin!"

Master Guanyin looked at the direction in which Tang Sanzang and his party were leaving, and then at the long and turbulent river in the distance in front of them.

After leaving these meaningful words, he finally disappeared and returned to Luojia Mountain...

After leaving the Uzang Kingdom, Tang Sanzang and his four friends traveled more than a thousand miles without realizing it after a day's journey.

If I remember correctly, the country bordering Uzang is the Liusha Kingdom.

But walking along the Liusha Kingdom, the surroundings were deserted.

The towns and villages passed along the way were all deserted and withered, and there was no sign of any human activity.

"Master, this Quicksand Country must have been destroyed, right? Why can't there be even a single living person in the land thousands of miles away?"

At this time, the master and his disciples were walking in an empty city. The little white dragon sitting there muttered and asked Tang Sanzang in confusion.

In this regard, Tang Sanzang's mood became extremely complicated and contradictory.

Just because the empty city they were in now was called Liusha City, and it was also the capital of Liusha Kingdom.

According to the established plan, he should now enjoy the worship of the middle school students in the city.

Then the Liusha Kingdom was asked to stamp its national seal on the customs clearance document, making the country the third vassal state of the Tang Dynasty in the west.

But now, this huge quicksand city seems to have been abandoned for hundreds of years, and there is not even a single person inhabited.

Looking around, the palaces and pavilions in the city have long been weathered, leaving only patches of semi-sand foundations.

The surrounding city walls made of bricks and stones also collapsed layer by layer, leaving only sections of broken walls, telling the story of the city's former glory.

A large number of vegetation and vines are also spreading and growing throughout the city, eating away at the remaining traces of civilization in the city.

"Could it be said that all the mortal beings in this Quicksand Kingdom have been killed by my three disciples?"

Seeing everything in front of him, a trace of hesitation appeared in Tang Sanzang's eyes.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Why do you always look so ugly after coming to this Liusha Kingdom?"

At this time, Sun Wukong on the side also noticed something strange about Tang Sanzang and asked him this way.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something unpleasant."

Tang Sanzang took a deep breath and shook his head.

"Since Liusha Kingdom no longer exists and Liusha City has become an empty city, the so-called alliance letter has naturally become nonsense... Let's continue on our way!"

After leaving these words, Tang Sanzang said nothing more.

At his signal, the little white dragon immediately took to the air and continued flying towards the west.

Buzz! …

However, not long after Little White Dragon flew out of Liusha City with Tang Sanzang, a strange buzzing sound suddenly sounded from all directions.

Immediately afterwards, he felt as if he was being pressed down by a ten-thousand-foot mountain. The entire dragon body sank suddenly and fell involuntarily from mid-air, almost smashing Tang Sanzang into the rubble of the mountains below.

"Xiao Bailong, what's going on?"

The sudden change also made Tang Sanzang break into a cold sweat, and he immediately asked him.

"Master, forgive me. I don't know why, but my body suddenly lost control..."

Xiao Bailong was also frightened for a while, and then planned to continue flying.

But what surprised him was that every time he soared into the air, the oppressive feeling like being pressed down by Mount Tai came unexpectedly, forcing him back to the ground again and again.

Not only him, but also Sun Wukong became so exhausted after taking off in mid-air that he had to return to the ground.

It seems that the area in this area has been shackled by some powerful force of heaven and earth, forcibly depriving everyone of their ability to fly in the clouds!

"Master, there seems to be something fishy about this world, we'd better be careful!"

Sun Wukong said this, with a hint of solemnity in his expression.

Tang Sanzang also noticed this abnormality, then nodded and looked forward.

At this time, they had walked dozens of miles away from Liusha River.

And a long river with surging water suddenly appeared in front of Tang Sanzang.

Stopping and looking around, you can see that the surface of this long river is endless, making it impossible to see where the other shore is.

One after another, torrential waves tens of feet high came and went, making an ear-splitting roar.

Above the river surface, there was even more black mist, and waves of monstrous resentment surged up, condensing into a series of hideous and terrifying ghost figures, appearing and disappearing in the haze.

The power of heaven and earth that forcibly suppressed everyone back to the ground is coming from the depths of this long river!

And on the bank of the long river, there is a stone tablet standing impressively.

"Eight hundred quicksand realms, three thousand weak water depths.

Goose feathers cannot float, reed flowers sink to the bottom..."

Looking at the poems inscribed on the stone tablet, Tang Sanzang frowned deeply.

Eight hundred miles of Liusha River!

"After many years, I finally returned to this fateful place!"

Looking at the gloomy river, a sentence containing endless obsession and resentment suddenly blurted out from Tang Sanzang's mouth involuntarily, but it also shocked him.

It's strange, why did I suddenly say such words? Could it be the cause and effect of my previous life?

Regarding this, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

There was no other reason than that in his past nine lives, he died tragically in the Liusha River, at the hands of the evildoer dormant in the river.

Now that I am revisiting my old place, it is inevitable that some bonds from my previous life will be stirred up.

"Master, there is something wrong with this Liusha River!"

"Why is it that all the water flowing in the river is three thousand weak water from the underworld!?"

Zhu Bajie, who had been in charge of Tianhe's 80,000 heavenly soldiers, also saw the clues in Liusha River at a glance, and immediately said with a face full of horror.

What! ?