"Tang Xuanzang, when you leave my Yuzhen Temple, you can't ride a mount, you can't use the art of flying, you have to take one step at a time, so that you can be sincere. The Golden Peak Immortal stood at the door of Yuzhenguan and instructed.

Tang Seng had changed into a brand-new monk's robe at this time, holding a tin staff in his hand, the Buddha crown was also cleaned up, and the brocade robe was split on his shoulder, just like when he first set off.

"Thank you for the reminder, disciple keep it in mind. ”

"Hmm~ Let's go~ There is Leiyin Temple in front, I wish you all a smooth journey. The Golden Dome Immortal said and disappeared into the doorway.

Tang Seng bowed to the empty gate, and then said, "Apprentices, let's go." ”

......

The group of people had walked five or six miles, and suddenly they saw a large river blocking their way.

The river is eight or nine miles wide, the water is turbulent, and the waves are rolling. Not only that, but there are cliffs on both sides, but there is only one single-plank bridge. On the top of the bridge is written: Lingyundu!

"Amitabha, how can this be done!" Tang Seng looked at the long single-plank bridge, and his face changed.

"Ho ho! yes! I can't fly, how can I get over?" Zhu Bajie also became timid.

"Hehe, what are you afraid of? Isn't it just a bridge?" Sun Wukong jumped onto the single-plank bridge, but his feet slipped, and it took him several times to stabilize his body.

"I'm Nima! I can't pass! I can't pass!" Zhu Bajie said with shaking his big ears.

"I'll try!" Long Xiaobai also jumped up, and suddenly his feet slipped and he almost fell.

"Amitabha, Wukong, why don't we go around!" Tang Seng said with a sad face.

"Hehe, Master, who knows how long this Lingyun Crossing will be and how long it will be?" Sun Wukong jumped down and said.

Long Xiaobai stabilized his figure and looked at the river.

Suddenly, a man in the distance rowed over with a small boat. When the boat stopped at the bottom of the cliff, Long Xiaobai saw that the boat had no bottom.

My heart moved, and the corners of my mouth rose. Not surprisingly, this boatman is Lingyundu's Buddha.

"Master, there is a boat!"

"Oh?" Sun Wukong also jumped over, his eyes blinked, and he also saw the identity of the other party.

"Amitabha, this boat is bottomless, how can you sit?" Tang Seng saw it and was so frightened that he retreated again and again.

When the Buddha below heard Tang Seng's words, he shouted: "Although the boat has no bottom, it can reach all living beings throughout the ages." Elders who have gone west, come down. ”

"This ......" Tang Seng hesitated for a moment.

"Hehe, Master, go down!" Sun Wukong smiled and pushed Tang Seng.

"Ah......" Tang Seng screamed and fell, looking like he was about to fall into the water.

I saw that the Buddha waved his hand and swept Tang Seng to the boat.

Tang Seng hurriedly stood firm, only to find that this bottomless boat really couldn't fall.

"Brothers, let's go!" Sun Wukong led his antelope, jumped directly down, and landed on the boat.

Long Xiaobai looked at his mount and pet, and asked, "Your chance has come, come down!" After speaking, he jumped down with the little white fox in his arms.

"Roar!Little Liu'er, are you going? I'm going anyway!" said the green-haired lion, shrinking his body and jumping down.

"Twitter, it's stupid not to go!" the six-eared macaque apparently learned from his master. Immediately after the green-haired lion.

"Ho ho! Lao Sha! I'm going down!" Zhu Bajie was also very excited at this time, and jumped up.

Sha Seng carried his luggage and looked at the white horse beside him, and a trace of sadness suddenly appeared on his face. Touching the mane on his neck, he said: "White horse~ White horse~ You are just an ordinary white horse, you can't get the Buddha's fate!"

"Herod!" suddenly stood up on the white horse's front hooves and neighed a few times. Then he looked at the high cliffs and the rushing river, and rushed straight down.

"Hey, don't! you can't!" the sand monk hurriedly stopped. Each of these people has cultivation, and Tang Seng is the reincarnation of the golden cicada. This white horse is not recognized by the Buddha at all.

"Whoosh!" the white horse leaped down. Perhaps, it's gambling. Either follow the scripture-learning team to get some light, maybe soar into the sky, or break your bones and die in Lingyundu.

Long Xiaobai looked at the falling white horse below, and his heart was a little touched. After all, if it weren't for his own appearance, the little white dragon would be this horse.

Somehow, he suddenly saluted to the Buddha and said, "Buddha, although this white horse is an ordinary horse, but it works hard, please give it a chance." ”

The Buddha was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the other party knew his identity. But he quickly reacted, stretched out his hand, swept the white horse to the boat, and then said: "I will take it over, whether it will be successful or not depends on its creation." ”

"Then thank you for receiving the Buddha. Long Xiaobai saluted again, then reached out and patted the horse's back, without saying anything.

Soon, Sha Seng also fell down with his luggage. The Buddha then paddled the oars and rowed towards the other party.

When the boat arrived in the heart, two corpses suddenly floated in, one human and one horse.

Tang Seng was shocked when he saw the corpse! That corpse was himself!

"Master, don't be afraid, that's your mortal womb. Long Xiaobai knew what was going on and comforted.

Tang Seng's face did not get better, and his body trembled slightly. grabbed Long Xiaobai's arm and whispered, "Xiaobai~Help me~"

Long Xiaobai's expression was a little complicated, and he didn't know how to help the other party. Because if nothing else, the golden cicada will soon be resurrected.

"Hehe, Master is stupid, isn't he? Only by taking off the mortal womb can he achieve positive results!" Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"Ho ho! Yes, Master, look at the white horse, it has also taken off the mortal womb, this is a great creation!" Zhu Bajie also advised.

Sha Seng didn't speak, but looked at Tang Seng, his eyes rolling, not knowing what he was thinking.

Tang Seng's face gradually softened, but he did feel an inexplicable panic in his heart. Tightly grasped Long Xiaobai's arm, and grasped it very tightly.

Although he is the reincarnation of the golden cicada, he now has his own mind.

Long Xiaobai patted the other party's hand gently, except for silent comfort, he couldn't do anything at all. Because, this was arranged hundreds of years ago, and no one can change it.

Because, the golden cicada in his primordial spirit will wake up one day sooner or later!

(Someone questioned the golden cicada in France, but the plot needs it, just treat the golden cicada as a golden cicada!) ）

Tang Seng watched the river gradually submerge the two corpses, and no one knew what he was thinking. Perhaps, he accepted the reality and could only continue to fulfill his mission.

......

The bottomless ferry boat soon reached the other side of Lingyundu, and with a wave of his hand, the Buddha swept everyone and the mount to the shore, and then rowed towards the opposite side.

Tang monks and apprentices continued to move forward, and soon saw a stone road with no edge in sight.

I saw that the end of the stone road seemed to be straight into the sky, and bursts of golden light came out at the end of the sky, and there was a faint Sanskrit sound.

"Amitabha, disciples, Lingshan, it's finally here!" Tang Seng has completely recovered his state, and he can't tolerate him not recovering.

If he dared to do something at this time, not only would the fruits of his fourteen years of hard work be in vain, but also the apprentices who had tried their best to protect him would be implicated.

Perhaps, at this time, he is a qualified master. The so-called: a teacher for one day, a father for life. Just let him, the master, leave something for the disciples.