The Five Elements Sword was naturally arranged by Mo Fan early on, and with the cultivation of the three reincarnators, it was impossible to find it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This incident also reminded Mo Fan that Tang Sanzang must be watched all the time on the way to learn the scriptures, and maybe a few reincarnators will pop out to assassinate him at any time.

The little monsters in the original play are okay to say, their cultivation is not very high, but the magic weapon is more powerful. But the reincarnators are different, some reincarnators have unique skills and kill people invisibly, Mo Fan must always be vigilant.

"Senior brother, you already found out about them? Why don't you tell me, my hands have been itching for so many years without moving. Sun Wukong complained.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid that if you make a move, you will not only destroy a few monsters, but maybe you will also beat Master to death with a stick." Mo Fan wrote a few words of unease on his face.

"Senior brother, look at what you said, am I that kind of person?"

"Wukong, Wuxin." At this moment, Tang Sanzang came to his senses, called the two of them, and began to teach: "We Buddhists are compassionate, although those donors just now don't know why they shot at me, but just catch them, why bother to kill them?" ”

"Master, even if you spare them this time, they will still come to harm you in the future, some people can use your compassion to temper, but for those who are stubborn and murderous, you have to use another method, and I am also tempering them by doing this!"

Mo Fan could be regarded as having seen Tang Sanzang's mercy, someone wanted to take his life, and he actually wanted to forgive those people. However, Mo Fan didn't think that he was wrong, and he told it honestly.

Tang Sanzang couldn't find fault according to what Mo Fan said, so he had no choice but to say: "Even if it is as you say, then your methods of neutralizing them are a little cruel!" People are also flesh and blood, so you don't have to dismantle them! ”

"Yes, I know." Mo Fan nodded yes, he knew that Tang Sanzang was really frightened by that pool of flesh and blood just now.

"Senior brother, this master is really merciful, we protect his safety and kill the enemy, he feels that it is inappropriate here, inappropriate there, and we will have to accept it in the future." Sun Wukong secretly transmitted a message to Mo Fan.

……

After this wave, the three masters and apprentices marched forward again.

After walking for two days, they finally left the desert and came to a place with mountains, trees, water and people. But now they are being stopped by a river. The river is nearly 100 meters wide and extremely turbid, and there is no bridge lock on either bank.

Sun Wukong proposed to fly over with Tang Sanzang, but Tang Sanzang thought that even if it was only a short way, he was not down-to-earth, and he still couldn't show sincerity, so he decisively refused.

So, they stayed on the shore and waited for the ferry to arrive.

"Why have we waited so long, and we haven't waited for the boatman?" After waiting for a long time, still not waiting for any ships, Tang Sanzang was a little unable to sit still.

"Master, let me take you there, I don't know how long I'll have to wait here." Sun Wukong was holding a reed grass in his mouth and hung upside down on the tree with unusual boredom.

"Hey, a few villagers are here, maybe we can ask how to cross the river." Mo Fan reminded.

The villagers each carried two empty buckets and talked as they walked.

"Hey, what's the use of this quicksand river, we still don't have to go to the next village to carry water every day."

"What's the solution, the river floods every day, and now I'm scared when I get closer."

When Tang Seng heard this, he asked Mo Fan and the others: "What's going on, why don't the villagers use the water in this river." ”

Hearing the three words of quicksand river, Mo Fan instantly understood everything, he smiled slightly, and said, "Master, you can just ask." ”

"It's fine." Tang Sanzang nodded, "Two donors, please wait." ”

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Is there anything unusual about this river? Why do you want to go far and near? ”

"Hey, don't you know this master, the river we have here is called the Quicksand River, it floods once a day, and several people in our village have been swept away by this river."

"Is there any way to cross the river?"

"Master, you must dispel this thought, this quicksand river will never be crossed, not only will it hit waves higher than trees, but anything that falls on it will sink. So master, if you want to cross the river or make a detour of 300 miles! The villagers persuaded.

"I'm gone, and if I don't fetch water, I can't cook at home."

……

As soon as Tang Sanzang said this, Sun Wukong immediately became interested.

"Is it true? Are you sure anything sinks? With such a characterful river, I must see it. Sun Wukong jumped to the shore, picked up a stone and threw it.

Boom!

There was a splash, and the stone fell into the river.

"Senior brother, have you ever seen a stone that floats?" Mo Fan asked with a smile.

"Uh...... Just kidding! ”

"Try it with leaves." Tang Sanzang squatted down to the river and dropped a withered yellow leaf.

The leaves fell to the surface of the water, made a few turns, and sank to the bottom.

"Wow, even the leaves are sinking." Sun Wukong and Tang Sanzang were stunned.

"If you violate the rules of natural physical operation, then there must be something like a formation interfering." Mo Fan used his divine sense to control the dry tree trunk not far away, throwing it into the river, and sure enough, the tree trunk sank quickly.

"A reed won't sink, will it?" Tang Sanzang threw down a reed grass, and the result was naturally imaginable.

"A bundle of reeds won't sink!" Sun Wukong didn't believe in evil, so he used his mana to collect a large bundle of reeds and threw them into the river.

Still sinking, the river seems to engulf everything.

"A shoe won't sink!" A white shoe was thrown down by Sun Wukong.

……

"Wukong, why did you drop your teacher's shoes?" Tang Sanzang looked at his right foot, which only had socks left, and then looked at Sun Wukong's neatly dressed feet.

"Because," Sun Wukong scratched his neck, "because somersault clouds are afraid of smelly feet, so they can't throw their own." ”

"Okay, junior brother, if you protect the master, let my grandson go to this river to see what monsters are doing evil." Sun Wukong rushed into the sky and jumped into the river.

"Senior brother, don't worry." Mo Fan had already expected that it would not be long before their team of masters and apprentices would grow.

"Ah, naughty monkey." Tang Sanzang shook his head with a wry smile, took out a spare pair of shoes from his luggage and put them on.

The quicksand river was muddy, and Sun Wukong dived straight to the bottom. After diving for some distance, he noticed a bright light underneath, and then, through a transparent film of light, he came to an underground world......