On the shore, the four masters and apprentices plus a horse ate a sumptuous whole fish feast, enjoying the cool breeze of the autumn night.

There is a bright moon hanging in the sky, and the beach is silvery white.

Xuanzang took out the Pangu Hall and placed it in a clearing not far from here, and the three apprentices and a horse arrived at the stone steps to carry out their daily after-dinner exercises.

Xuanzang released the law of strength to help several apprentices cultivate, while silently strengthening his immortal cultivation, after killing the Dingguang Joy Buddha last time, the source power has been greatly supplemented, enough for him to strengthen to the Da Luo Jin Immortal. In the past few months, his immortal cultivation has far surpassed that of Sun Wukong and others, and he has reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, and his mana has been qualitatively improved, and some magical powers that could not be used can also be successfully displayed.

It is estimated that before going to Lingshan, he will be able to strengthen to the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal.

However, once you reach the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal, if you want to continue to break through the quasi-saint, you need to 'behead the corpse and become holy'.

The path of the immortal path in the desolate world, in addition to the merit sanctification and the power of the Tao, the most common method is the immortal path method of "beheading the corpse and becoming holy".

Relying on the innate spiritual treasure, use the great magic power to cut off the three corpses of good thoughts, evil thoughts, and their own obsessions, and then the three corpses can be combined to achieve the mixed yuan without great Luo Jinxian, and the heart is in accordance with the number of days, and the natural calamity cannot come.

can accumulate mana with immeasurable eons of time, and cut out three corpses with great mana, this is the method of cutting three corpses.

Mixed Yuan Wuji Luo Jin Immortal is not necessarily a Heavenly Dao Saint, but the saints have basically cultivated to the Mixed Yuan Wuji, which has some differences, and the Mixed Yuan Wuji represents the qualification of having the Burning Law itself to be immortal and immortal.

In the desolate world, except for the saints, there is almost no way to combine the three corpses into a mixed element, and the mana required in it, as well as the great opportunity, are difficult for ordinary people to obtain, even the Buddha who is known as the pinnacle of the quasi-saint, is only worthy of cutting out the three corpses, and there is no three corpses in one. Maybe when the Moluo Heavenless Tribulation arrives thousands of years later, it will be the time for him to achieve the Mixed Yuan.

Although Xuanzang knows some information about beheading three corpses, it is not clear how to behead three corpses, and he plans to go to Wuzhuang to ask Zhen Yuanzi about the method of beheading three corpses after taking the scriptures.

Three apprentices and a white horse, only the pig's head has not changed in any way, Sun Wukong and Xiong Likui have been exercising for months, and their bodies are more powerful.

Xiong Likui has a body of dark muscles, and his arms are the thickness of ordinary people's thighs, like iron casting, and standing there will give people a sense of oppression, as if an iron tower is standing.

Sun Wukong belongs to the type of strong, his chest is very well trained, high and bulging, although the muscles of the whole body are not large, but they show a sense of toughness, and the stripes are bulging high with a little force, and they look extremely strong.

The physical strength of the two of them has improved a lot, and it can be said that there has been a qualitative change compared to before the exercise, and there has also been some progress in the law of perception.

At night, everyone went back to the RV to rest, and there was nothing to say all night.

In the early morning of the next day, there was a layer of white mist floating on the Tongtian River, and it was impossible to see it from the vast river.

After everyone got up, Xuanzang collected the RV and planned to tread the water for a group of people, but when they walked to the shore, they heard the sound of rolling water.

There seems to be a huge thing floating in the water, and out of the white fog comes out the head of a black old turtle, the eyes contain spiritual light, and this head alone has more than ten zhang, which looks extremely terrifying.

The old turtle suddenly spoke, and hummed: "But the holy monk of the Tang Dynasty and Sun Dasheng face to face?"

"What's wrong with you, don't you want to find us unlucky?" Sun Wukong jumped forward and took out the golden hoop stick from his ear.

The old turtle shrank his head in fright, and hurriedly said: "Don't dare, don't dare, don't be angry, old turtle, I was a good cultivator in this Tongtian River, I am grateful for the grace of the great sage, and I am willing to send your master and apprentice across the river!"

"Oh, what kind of kindness do I have with you?" asked Sun Wukong, scratching the back of his hand, with a look of disbelief on his face.

The old turtle slowly stretched out his head and said slowly: "Great Sage, you don't know that this is my ancestral home. The King of Inspiration came here nine years ago with the tsunami, and he fought against me with ferocity and force, and he wounded many of my sons and daughters, and took many of my families. I can't fight him, and the nest is occupied by him in vain. Now that the Great Sage has surrendered him to this point, the old turtle and I have recovered the ancestral home, and naturally I have a great favor!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he nodded, took the golden hoop stick, and said, "I hope that you, the old turtle, are telling the truth and don't do anything unwise." ”

"The old turtle has gained spirituality and is open to people, so naturally he will not deceive the great sage!" said the old turtle with an oath, and two protrusions faintly appeared on his huge head.

Xuanzang observed this, and couldn't help but shake his head, it turned out to be an old turtle with a trace of true dragon blood, no wonder he couldn't transform into a shape, and it was estimated that he would have to ask him to ask the Buddha later.

He clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, "Amitabha, then thank you to this old turtle benefactor!"

The old turtle was also interested, and quickly turned sideways, causing the waves to roll endlessly, avoiding Xuanzang's salute, "Holy monk, old turtle, I am shallow in my fortune, and I can't stand the gift of the holy monk, you come to my back, the old turtle will send your master and apprentice across the river!"

After that, he moved his body and turned sideways to face the turtle shell to the shore, and there were many earth and rocks on the huge turtle shell, and some weeds and dwarf trees grew on it, and this hundreds of feet of body was like a small island.

Xuanzang stepped forward first, and then Xiong Likui and they also followed, and Sun Wukong flew up and came to the sky above the old turtle's head, in case he made some insidious tricks.

Soon the old turtle's body split the water like a giant ship and swam towards the other bank of the Tongtian River.

Despite this, the speed was not slow, and it was about a short time before we reached the center of the river.

The old turtle turned around and said, "Holy monk, but you want to go to the West Heaven Da Lei Yin Temple to worship the Buddha and learn scriptures?"

"Well, the poor monk is indeed there to learn the scriptures!" Xuanzang's heart moved, knowing that the old turtle's request was coming.

"I have heard that the Buddha of the Western Heaven has no extinction and no life, and can know the past and the future. I have practiced in this Tongtian River for more than 1,300 years, and although I am light and can speak human language, it is difficult for me to transform into a form. Please ask the holy monk to help me ask the Buddha when I go to the West Heaven to see when I can get rid of my shell and cultivate my human body!"

The old turtle's tone was respectful, and his big eyes were full of yearning for cultivating a human body.

"Old Turtle Donor, your path has narrowed, why do you always want to turn into a human body?" Xuanzang shook his head, with a look of pity on his face.

What the?

Am I getting narrower?