Sun Wukong is also afraid of water, seeing that Zheng Lang was in a hurry, he hesitated for a moment, then handed Tang Seng into Zheng Lang's hands and said: "You help me support the master, first return to the shore and wait for me, and my old grandson will come when he goes." ”

As she spoke, she was about to jump down, but Tang Seng grabbed her and said, "Wait a minute, you see, there is something on the river." ”

As he was talking, he saw a shiny bald head rising from the water on the surface of the river, but it was a monk with a large white beard, although this monk came up from the river, there was not a single water stain on his clothes.

And he didn't seem to be affected by the ban on flying in the river area, so he floated to the shore and said to Zheng Lang and the others: "Brave young man, I am the river god here." Excuse me, did you drop this buffalo? As he spoke, he shook his left hand, and suddenly an upside-down buffalo appeared in his hand, and the buffalo was grabbed by the river god and was screaming.

Zheng Lang looked confused and shook his head blankly.

"Oh." The river god suddenly shook his right hand again, and an upside-down elephant appeared in his hand, and the river god then asked, "Then did you drop this elephant?" ”

Zheng Lang shook his head blankly again.

"Oh!" With a wave of his hand, the river god threw both the buffalo and the elephant back into the river, and said helplessly: "Then I can't help you, and the other one is too heavy for me to pick up." ”

"I can't lift the yarn!" The river god flew behind him and kicked him out of the riverbank, and it turned out that Le Zihuang swam to the bank by himself and climbed onto the riverbank. Hearing someone joking about her weight, I couldn't help but kick it.

The river god stabilized his body and said, "Oh, why did you come up by yourself." ”

"Ahh Le Zihuang was furious: "How can I hear you say bad things about me if I don't come up." ”

At this time, Zheng Lang and a few people also retreated to the shore, and Tang Seng saluted: "Dare to ask this river god, is there a way to help me cross the river?" ”

The river god touched his long beard, pondered for a while, and said, "En! I opened this river, and I built this bridge. Yes? No, it's wrong, I'm sorry, it hasn't been long since I put down the butcher's knife, and my professional habits haven't changed. It should be this sentence, Hongmeng's first judgment has a reputation, but fortunately I have not changed it. There are waves, winds and self-stability, and there is no end and no beginning. The six dusts can be one, and the ten thousand calamities can be safely and freely. The bottomless boat is sad to cross the sea, and now it has crossed the crowd through the ages. ”

With a few words from the river god, a small boat emerged from the bottom of the river, it was an ordinary canopy boat-style boat, the only strange thing was that this boat had no bottom, through the hull, you could see the river churning in the boat.

Zheng Lang was very curious about the career of the river god before he changed jobs, and couldn't help but ask.

"That's it." The river god was very generous, and said without taboo at all: "I used to make a fortune in the bearded brigade, and the regiment called me Whitebeard Archimedes. It wasn't long ago that I became a river god, and there was nothing else, but I shaved this bald head, I was really not used to it, and the shampoo left at home could only be used for bathing. Alright, guys, get on board, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and my task is to send you across the river. That Lingyundu is something that the previous leader of the West Heaven made up of the gods, and our bearded brigade doesn't pay attention to this, just take a boat over. ”

Tang Seng looked at the bottomless ferry and hesitated: "Can this bottomless ferry really be taken?" ”

Whitebeard took the lead and took a big stride into the boat, and it is strange to say that his feet stepped on the surface of the river in the boat, as if he were stepping on the ground, and not even a drop of water touched the surface of his feet. Zheng Lang also tentatively jumped on the boat, and actually stood firmly, and hurriedly beckoned several other people to get on the boat.

Whitebeard waited for everyone to sit down, waved his hands, and the boat got up automatically without wind, and without seeing Whitebeard paddle and steer, he rushed to the opposite shore. Although the ferry boat is small, the speed is not slow, at least 100 kilometers per hour, but even at this speed, the boat also traveled for more than half an hour before reaching the opposite bank, which can be seen in the width of Lingyundu.

When I came to the opposite bank, I saw Zhu Bajie just sitting on the shore waiting for a few people, it seemed that he had been there for a long time, and the marshal of the navy still had two brushes.

The group disembarked and joined, and when they looked back, Whitebeard was gone, and even the bottomless boat was nowhere to go. Tang Seng was about to salute the river, Sun Wukong and Zheng Lang only felt bored, Buddhism is such a mysterious and mysterious school, a good bandit of the bearded brigade, after joining Buddhism, he learned so many routines in a few days, and sure enough, the system determines the style.

After Lingyundu, this is already the other side, everyone settled under their feet, stepping on the land of the West Heaven Great Leiyin Temple, and the Lingshan Mountain was close in front of them. Tang Seng was actually red-eyed, and after nearly a year of hard work, he finally came here.

And Zheng Lang, the reason why he dares to stand here now is because Taishang Laojun came here again a few days ago. Brought back a reply of nine thousand. Last time they were separated, Taishang Laojun brought a video of Zheng Lang reporting safety, and finally handed it over to Jiuqian, who entrusted the Magic Technique Heavenly Region to send a reply.

The gospel could not be opened for some reason, but Nine Thousand also let Zheng Lang not worry, the Magic Skill Heavenly Region did not mean to target him. At this time, the fleet of the Technosphere was already anchored in the western synchronous orbit. After the Demon Skill Heavenly District has dealt with their affairs, they will remove the Gospels and let Zheng Lang leave.

Therefore, Zheng Lang's mood was much more relaxed than some time ago, and he was walking around the Lingshan Holy Land with the mentality of visiting and traveling.

Over there, Le Zihuang has been walking around the mountain, although Le Zihuang is not as childlike as Ruoxi, and he is a mobile phone selfie everywhere, but he is also a young girl in the end, and Lingshan is indeed famous, and all kinds of legends on the earth also regard him as one of the other side.

Countless pavilions and pavilions are densely arranged along the mountain range, and some small peaks and large halls are actually floating in the air, and there are waterfalls that go straight down from the peaks in the air, fall into the air and disappear, it is really a flying stream of 3,000 feet. A layer of dense treasure light covers the entire spiritual mountain, making all the buildings look sacred. There is a strange fragrance wafting in the air, there are bursts of Sanskrit singing in the ears, all kinds of plants and fruits that have never been seen before are planted in the surrounding open space, and the clouds on the top of the mountain flash various Buddha's Dharma images from time to time.

Just by virtue of this appearance, there are many people who visit Lingshan on the earth for 500 tickets, not to mention the status of this place in the hearts of Buddhist believers.

Along the way, the people in the Da Lei Yin Temple are not lively, and these people are all bald without exception, regardless of men and women. There are those who sit and practice, those who study the roadside, and those who practice spells in the open space, so that there is a holy land scene dedicated to learning.