After hearing this, Sun Wukong and Xiao Bailong were both surprised.
The so-called weak water is the water of the River Styx in the underworld, which is formed by the condensed resentment of countless dead souls.
From weak water to yin to evil, it can poison all living things.
Once humans, ghosts, demons, gods, and Buddhas fall into the weak water, they will sink forever. They will neither return to hell nor reincarnation.
They can only be trapped in water forever and suffer endless decay over time.
The resentment emanating from the weak water can even distort the power of heaven and earth, making the sky above the water a forbidden place for gods and Buddhas.
Because of this, when the little white dragon took to the air, he suddenly felt like there was a mountain of taiwan pressing down on him, making it difficult to move forward. He could only get better after he landed on the ground.
All this is due to the weak water in the Liusha River!
However, the order between yin and yang in the three realms is established, and the ghosts and gods of the underworld cannot allow the weak water to flow back to the human world.
Then the only possibility...
With this thought, Tang Sanzang walked to the river and looked into the water.
In the Liusha River, although there are turbulent waves and black mist, the water is exceptionally clear.
So much so that one can easily see through hundreds of feet of water with the naked eye.
And when everyone saw the scene at the bottom of the Liusha River clearly, everyone's hair was chilling.
I saw layers and layers of human bones deposited deep in the water!
White heads and bones from different parts were mixed together, lying flat on the river bed like gravel and rubble. They sometimes sank and sometimes floated with the rushing waves of the river, and the end could not be seen at a glance.
The overwhelming resentment coming from the river emerged from the bones of these people!
"How is this going?"
"Why are there so many corpses of people who died in vain in this quicksand river?"
Seeing this scene, Xiao Bailong couldn't help but gasped.
No wonder the Liusha River became like this. It turned out to be because of the thousands of dead people silent at the bottom of the river.
It is precisely because of the grievances of these dead people that the water in the river has turned into a weak water that is extremely sinister and evil!
At the same time, Sun Wukong also used his spiritual thoughts to scan inside and outside the Liusha River, and found that there were millions of bones of the dead in vain under the water!
The number was so large that even he, the Demon King, didn’t find it shocking!
No wonder the entire Quicksand Country is so uninhabited that it feels like the country has been destroyed. It turns out that all the citizens in the country have already died tragically and have become like a mountain of bones in the Quicksand River!
But who is this evildoer who is so heartless that he commits such an unjust murder?
For a moment, Sun Wukong also became wary.
"Amitabha, sin, sin, sin!"
Looking at this terrifying river of quicksand, which was as terrifying as hell, Tang Sanzang let out a sigh of pity.
"Alas, my last disciple!"
"You slaughtered the entire Liusha Kingdom and committed a heinous crime. How can I accept you as my disciple with peace of mind?"
Although he had been mentally prepared for this scene, Tang Sanzang was still shocked when he saw the tragic scene in the river with his own eyes.
Just because this river of bones was all given by his last disciple!
"Master, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time. In my opinion, we should take a detour to avoid causing unnecessary trouble."
In line with the idea that doing more is worse than doing less, Zhu Bajie immediately suggested this.
At the same time, he threw a branch into the quicksand river.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the branches came into contact with the weak water, the green leaves and bark inside them quickly decayed and scorched visible to the naked eye, and instantly turned into ashes and scattered at the bottom of the water.
"No need, trouble has already come to your door!"
In response, Tang Sanzang shook his head and then looked towards the depths of Liusha River.
Gala!
Just because of this, someone seemed to be awakened by something foreign in the Liusha River.
However, he saw that thousands of white bones that were originally deposited on the bottom of the river were now floating on the surface of the river due to the surging undercurrent.
A gloomy evil spirit also stirred up the inside and outside of the river.
And while this demonic energy surged, thousands of white bones began to gather and fuse on their own, and finally condensed into a terrifying and strange bone ship.
The vertebrae were fused to form the keel of the ship. Countless tibia bones were arranged staggeredly, turning into the hull and paving the deck. The slender ribs were connected end to end and intertwined to form a huge sail.
A large number of skulls were stacked on top of each other, forming a large water pavilion on the boat.
Countless lonely ghosts who died in the Liusha River were also entrenched inside and outside the bone boat at this time, and the screams of ghosts could be heard endlessly.
As gusts of dark wind swept by, the huge sails were filled with wind, driving the bone boat to gallop quickly in the direction of the people on the shore.
But in the blink of an eye, the ship was no more than five miles away from Tang Sanzang and his party.
And on the bow of the bone ship, there was still a demon monk standing.
I saw this man with red hair and blue face, who was extremely ferocious. He was wearing a goose-yellow tattered Buddhist robe and holding a demon-quenching staff.
On his chest, there is also a string of prayer beads made of nine skulls.
The bones of these nine skulls are crystal clear and emit bursts of gentle Buddha light.
After seeing the person coming, Tang Sanzang frowned deeply.
As the distance got closer, he suddenly discovered that he had an extremely subtle soul resonance with the string of skull beads.
At the same time, the nine-ring tin staff in his hand also automatically made a tinkling sound without any wind.
The curling Buddha's light also emanated from the inside and outside of the tin staff, complementing the string of skull beads from the visitor.
It seemed that there was some familiar aura in the beads, which accidentally awakened this sacred Buddhist object.
"Amitabha, may I ask if you are Buddhist pilgrims from the East?"
At this moment, the skeleton sailboat stopped in the waters five miles away from the shore.
The demon monk immediately stepped onto the side of the boat and asked the people on the shore.
The sound was like thunder passing through, causing the surrounding wind to rage and the water waves to crash onto the shore.
"Master, be careful, this guy is not good! I'm afraid all the living beings in the Liusha Kingdom will be killed by him!"
Seeing this, the three disciples felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Sun Wukong took out the golden cudgel, Zhu Bajie picked up the nine-tooth rake, and the little white dragon also transformed into a dragon shape, as if ready for battle.
However, Tang Sanzang shook his head and stopped everyone's next actions.
He took a step forward and looked at the demon monk on the boat, "The poor monk is Tang Sanzang. I wonder who the donor is?"
"Amitabha, my name is Sha Wujing, and I have been waiting for the holy monk at Liusha River for many years!"
Sha Wujing announced his identity and respectfully extended Buddhist power to the former, "I took the liberty to show up today just to ask the holy monk a question. I wonder if you can answer my question?"
"Donor, please just tell me. If there is anything I can do to help, I will tell you everything."
Tang Sanzang nodded, quite wary of this demonic monk.
"I dare to ask the holy monk, if a god is already in the immortal class, can he still become a Buddha immediately?"
Sha Wujing leaned out half of his body and asked him.
The ghostly shadows lingering around the bone ship also let out shrill ghostly roars along with his movement.
"Why do you need to say this so much, donor? My Buddha's ocean embraces all rivers, humans, ghosts, gods, Buddhas, and all living beings. Anyone with a sincere heart can become a Buddha!"
Seeing this, Tang Sanzang frowned slightly, but still responded.
"If that's the case, then why do I end up in this situation just because I believe in that damn Buddhism, even though I'm a god in the sky?"
"You can't return to heaven, and you can't climb the spiritual mountain, so you can only live in this quicksand river and be a monster forever?"
As he spoke, anger appeared in Sha Wujing's eyes, and a majestic resentment burst out of his body.
The Liusha River, which was originally relatively calm, suddenly erupted into a thousand waves along with his emotional fluctuations.
