I decided to use the story quest prop Ginseng Fruit that I will get in the future to compensate for Sun Wukong's loss, and I really want to go all the way west in a day.

However, it was so hot that I felt like I was about to get hot and dehydrated after only an afternoon of walking, and the noon rush immediately subsided, and I even missed the wind that had raged in the mountains before.

And this Yellow Wind Ridge is much bigger than I imagined, the radius of dozens of miles before the Yellow Wind Monster activity is only the eastern edge of the Yellow Wind Ridge, I walked for at least thirty miles in the afternoon, but I still haven't walked out of this continuous mountains.

I even wonder if the previous Wang Laohan deliberately pointed us out a long way, so as to retaliate for Zhu Bajie for eating up all their rice.

The sun has already set, but have you forgotten to take away the temperature left in the world, why is it so hot and spicy!

A fire was made in the woods, of course, the fire was only for lighting, and the three of us were going to set up camp here tonight.

At noon, I took some vegetarian food from the yokai in the Batu Cave, and so many yokai were killed, and when I took them out for dinner, I always felt that the food smelled of blood.

I asked while eating, "Bajie, you killed the tiger vanguard captured by the general?"

Zhu Bajie said: "What, don't you just kill a little goblin and don't let it go?"

When will you learn to chat!

"As a teacher means, this is the first credit you made after you and I encountered demons after traveling westward together. ”

Zhu Bajie snorted disapprelicly, "If it weren't for this monkey hindering me, it would have been easier for me to kill that skinless tiger." ”

Hearing Zhu Bajie say this, Sun Wukong was not convinced.

"It's not glorious to win those yin damage moves, it's useless and useless. ”

I asked curiously, "Wukong, why do you want to say that Bajie's moves are yin?"

Zhu Bajie said: "If you want to talk about the kung fu of your hands and feet, this monkey is only a few steps behind me, but when it comes to spells, I am naturally better than him by thousands of miles." ”

Zhu Bajie said this sentence Sun Wukong did not refute, obviously agreed.

Zhu Bajie continued: "Monkeys only like to use those transformation techniques that are useless and can only be used secretly, while most of my old pig's spells can be used in battle. ”

I have only seen the samadhi kamikaze of the Yellow Wind Monster that can be used in battle, so does this Zhu Bajie also have any special skills?

"Tell me what makes your spell unique. ”

"If the monkey changes, it is only the appearance that becomes bigger, and if I get bigger, the muscles and bones will also be stronger, and the bigger I get, the stronger I will be. ”

Sun Wukong said: "Although Lao Sun does not have such arrogant strength, he will also be skillful, able to advance and retreat, and withdraw at any time." ”

Zhu Bajie said: "If you talk about ingenuity, the old pig also has spell restraint, so that you can't move and fly, so you have to fight with me." ”

What kind of skill is this?,Taunt plus control?,Although it's not a powerful attack skill.,But it's really useful in battle.。

In comparison, the seventy-two changes that Sun Wukong likes to use are indeed useless, but no matter what you are good at, as long as you use it properly, it can play a big role.

To be honest, I don't care how high and fierce the Monkey King Zhu Bajie is, what I want is a partner who can unite and support each other to move forward together.

Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong are arguing non-stop about their own skills, which one is more practical, this one talks about the essentials of four or two thousand pounds, and that one talks about the truth of one force to ten meetings, so if you continue to fight, you can't win or lose until tomorrow, so I am busy changing the topic.

"Wukong, how did you know about Lingji Bodhisattva? Speaking of which, I have never heard of this Lingji Bodhisattva, you are older, have you ever heard of this Buddha above the Seven Western Heavens?"

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie shook their heads together, and Zhu Bajie said: "My old pig has also been in the sky for some years, if it weren't for the Guardian Jialan who became a villager, I wouldn't have known that there was such a Lingji Bodhisattva, and the Guardian Jialan was also a half-witted person who couldn't do things, and only informed the Lingji Bodhisattva as a person, but never said where this Bodhisattva could be found." ”

This Lingji Bodhisattva is so mysterious that even Zhu Bajie, who has been a heavenly official in the sky for a long time, has never heard of him, maybe he is simply a prominent figure who is unwilling to reveal his identity. It's just that he has incarnated into the image of Lingji Bodhisattva.

It is equivalent to the fact that the tuba is too famous, and it is inconvenient to walk around to do things, so a second person in charge was recruited, and it is possible that this big man's doppelganger technique has an independent personality and has become the Lingji Bodhisattva I have seen, which is also possible.

I asked curiously, "Wukong, since you don't know this Bodhisattva, how do you know where he lives?"

Before Sun Wukong could speak, Zhu Bajie said in a serious tone: "The one who pointed out the way is an immortal and my great benefactor." ”

Zhu Bajie's life-saving benefactor? Who, how come I don't know? Is it the teacher he has always been reluctant to mention? If it is his mysterious master, I will not ask any more.

At this time, it was sunset, Zhu Bajie bowed to the sunset and said, "Benefactor Li Changgeng saved my old pig's life." ”

Li Changgeng, I know why Zhu Bajie is thanking the sunset, what he is worshipping is not the red sun, but the small orange star next to the red sun - Venus, also called Chang Gung Star, that is, the planet that now calls him "Venus" on the earth, in this Shenzhou world, his name is Tai Bai Xing.

In this way, this Tai Bai Xing is not only Zhu Bajie's benefactor, although the Tai Bai old man did not save my life substantially, but at least he also helped me, so I also got up and thanked him, although the Tai Bai Xing only led me out of the demon cave, but for me who met the demon for the first time, the appearance of the Tai Bai Xing played a very important role and gave me great comfort.

Sun Wukong asked puzzledly: "Why did Master also worship that Venus Lao'er? If he hadn't asked me to go to heaven back then, how could I be humiliated by Heaven and be suppressed after that." ”

In this way, if it weren't for Tai Baixing's two edicts, it is estimated that Sun Wukong would still be his monkey king in Huaguo Mountain without any worries, and there would be no later havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

After walking for two days in a row, we left the 800 miles of Huangfeng Ridge, and came to the plain area where I don't know what it is.

But as I expected, the comfortable journey was not long, and Lafayette, who was far away in the west, had no intention of making me comfortable for a few days.

Before I got closer, I heard the roar of the river in the distance, and I didn't have to guess that this time the tribulation was just around the corner, and this place was also the most important turning point on my entire westward journey, the 800-mile quicksand river.

In this quicksand river, my scripture-learning team will include the last member, the former general of the rolling shutter, and now the man-eating monster Sha Wujing.

And after subduing Sha Wujing, the real tribulation will follow from then on.

There are no quest prompts, and I don't know how many of the 9981 difficult plot quests I've successfully completed, but I know that the previous ones are just a small foreshadowing to warm up the scene, and the good show is all to come.

Before, I was in the Yellow Wind Ridge for eight hundred miles, and I knew that the eight hundred referred to the length of the entire mountain range of the Yellow Wind Ridge, and all I needed to cross was a mountain road of more than a hundred miles.

And these 800 miles of quicksand river are really fucking real, referring to the width!

A river is 800 miles wide! I'll go, there's no doubt about it, I've already let Sun Wukong see it several times with his fiery eyes, it's 800 miles!

A large river has wide waves, and the wind blows the yellow sand to both banks.

If I encounter the big river that flows like the Yellow River like the Yellow River like in the TV series, I may really be in the mood to sing one to this pig and monkey.

But look at the stone tablet in front of me, and then look at the quicksand river in the distance, can this Nima be called a river? What is a river, and where there is water, it is called a river, what is this in front of me? This is clearly a mudslide!

I went to the source of the quicksand river to see what kind of place it was, how could there be so much sediment pouring over, and there was no god to deal with this soil erosion!

I'd love to get the person who carved this stele over and give it a good smoking, and look at what you've written!

There are three big characters on the stele, quicksand river, there are four lines of small characters below, eight hundred quicksand boundary, three thousand weak water depth, goose feathers can't float, and the reed flowers sink at the bottom.

Eight hundred quicksand boundary, refers to the width of the river, this point I have let Sun Wukong confirm, the upstream and downstream of the river with Sun Wukong's eyesight can not see the end at all, I can't find the place where the water flow is stable and the span is the smallest, how to say the width of the eight hundred miles, it is probably a round trip from Beijing to Cangzhou, it only takes more than five hours to take the high speed, hehe, he, hehe......

Nima, do you know what this concept is? You just let me ride a horse and gallop on the flat road, and I have to walk for a month for these 800 miles, and this is still a river!

Three thousand weak water depth, refers to the depth of the river, okay, just a wave is enough to be seven or eight meters high, do I still need to care about this specific depth.

Look at the next two sentences, the goose feathers can't float, and the reed flowers sink to the bottom. Aren't you talking nonsense, if you are in the calm river, let alone goose feathers and reed flowers, even Zhu Bajie's weight can give you a floating corpse floating on the water, but look at what kind of flow this is, the stones as big as football in the river are washed like they have been kicked off, my small physique can be torn apart in a second, what can float in such a river, I can't even think of it!

The three of us looked at the quicksand river dumbfounded, no one spoke for several minutes, if I had a mobile phone, I really had to take a short video and send it to the circle of friends, it was really spectacular, the Hukou of the Yellow River was spectacular enough, really, compared with this quicksand river, it was weak.

Even if the water of the Yellow River is fast and dangerous, you can still see the opposite bank, but although the name of the quicksand river in front of me is called the river, but I can't see the other side of the river at all.

We are only a dozen meters away from the quicksand river, the deafening roar continues, I can't hear them talking to Sun Wukong at all, and a little closer to the river may be hit by a stone that is not washed on the shore, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie can resist for me, but I still don't want to get close.

This is the first time I turned around and walked back to the east, of course, I didn't go far, I only walked two or three miles, to a small forest where I could rest, I sat weakly under the tree, I looked at Sun Wukong with inquiring eyes, Sun Wukong looked at me innocently, I looked at Zhu Bajie again, Zhu Bajie gave me a blank look, don't pass the pig face.

Looking up at the foliage that was no longer bright green at the end of summer, and listening to the mournful chirping of cicadas in the cool breeze, I felt a little like going home.

It's been a year since I left Chang'an City, think about the time I used to be at home, at this time of the year, my mother would always stew some peanut yam lotus root soup, and add some ribs if there is something, if the rape harvest at home is good, I will also go to play some rice wine, after all, my father still likes to drink two sips occasionally.

Yes...... I'm incompetent as a monk, I'm a monk, hehe, I'm still homesick.

Mother, father, Jiang Liu misses you......