Thirty-three days away, Elysium, next to the Eight Treasures Pool of Merit.

Zhun Ti, looking at the slowly rising Buddhism luck, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief!

No matter what, after the catastrophe, he still got lucky!

It's just distressing that only seventy percent of the profit is shared, and the remaining thirty percent are cheap golden cicadas.

Zhun Ti said indignantly, "The luck of the catastrophe should all belong to my Buddhism!" ”

Then he waved his hand and said, "Senior brother doesn't need to worry, Jin Chanzi, he is a person in my Buddhism, and these luck will eventually come into the hands of my Buddhism." ”

After crossing the White Tiger Ridge, most of the next catastrophes were arranged by the Xuanmen.

For Jiang Liuer and his party, it is naturally not a problem, they can be easily crossed, and it will be a matter of course.

Xuanmen luck, and Buddhism luck, began to rise slowly together.

At this moment, Zhun Ti is even more distressed, these luck are the hole cards for the future revitalization of his Buddhism, but he wants to share the profits of Xuanmen in vain, which is a big loss.

The guide was still very calm, and waved his hand, "Senior brother, don't worry, when the catastrophe is over, there will be no shortage of those who should be in my Buddhist sect." ”

I don't know how long later, on this day, Jiang Liuer's master and apprentice trekked through mountains and rivers and came to a small river.

Clear water, Zhan Zhan cold waves, willow shade and blue, exposed a few thatched huts, thatched huts are located at the ferry port, and there is a small boat parked at the mouth of the small river.

The thatched hut is clearly a place where the captain rests and lives all day long.

At this moment, the breeze blew on the face, and the rivers set off bursts of waves, and wisps of Daoyun stirred and spread out in the air.

"This place is unremarkable, why is it spreading such a thick, rich Dao Yun!"

Sun Wukong and Jiang Liuer noticed it almost at the same time, and their faces were surprised!

Sun Wukong, needless to say, is at the peak of the Dao Daluo Golden Immortal, one step away from the quasi-saint, and the spiritual sense is keen, and there are few people comparable to the quasi-saint.

As for Jiang Liu'er, the reincarnation of the six-winged golden cicada has also seen a big scene, and naturally he has also noticed this Dao Yun spreading in mid-air.

After a closer understanding, this aggregate seems to have come out of a small river, and then explored, but it has no root and no source.

As for the little black dragon, Zhu Gangguan, and Sha Monk, the strength of the three of them was a little worse, and they didn't notice it.

Sun Wukong and Jiang Liu'er glanced at each other, and secretly cheered up in their hearts!

Such a rich Dao Yun, the strength is so strong, it is unimaginable, I am afraid that it can also be dominated in the quasi-saints, but it is just a breath, but it is extremely unfamiliar, and I can't be sure who it is when I search for the power of the Three Realms?

The little black dragon was about to ask, but when he saw the master, Brother Monkey looked solemn and stopped talking.

The people walked for a while, and finally came to the hut.

This time, Jiang Liu'er did not order the little black dragon to knock on the door, but personally got out of the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast, came to the thatched hut, and knocked on the door gently.

After a while, the thatched hut opened, and a lady in coarse cloth opened the door, and saw that Jiang Liu'er and his party had different lives, and couldn't help but be startled, "How many are?"

Jiang Liuer explained, "We are monks who came from the Tang Dynasty in the eastern region and wanted to go to the west to learn scriptures, and when they saw that there was a boat here, they wanted to take it."

When the woman heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief, "It turned out to be a few elders!" ”

At this time, Sun Wukong stepped forward and asked, "Are you ferrying?" ”

"Exactly."

The woman nodded.

"Why is the captain not there, but let you be ferryed by a woman?"

The woman smiled at Sun Wukong, but did not answer, untied the rope that tied the boat, and took the gangplank, "Elders want to cross the river, please get on the boat." ”

Jiang Liu'er and his party got into the boat, and the woman propped up the boat, rowed the paddle, and headed west.

Soon, the boat reached the west bank, and Jiang Liuer and the others got off the boat, took out a silver bean, and handed it to the woman.

In addition to the currency issued by the country itself, gold and silver are the most precious, which is hard currency, a silver bean, enough for a family of three to spend more than half a month comfortably.

The woman swept the silver beans and smiled a little more, "The elder is very generous, since this is the case, the old man will remind you, after crossing the shore, write and leave, the faster you go, the better." ”

Jiang Liu'er was slightly stunned, and hurriedly asked, "What does this mean?" ”

But the woman just shook her head, and without explanation, she quickly rocked the boat and left.

Bidding farewell to the woman, Jiang Liu'er and his party walked west for a while, and then saw a big river with rough waves coming into view.

To the west of the river, there is an imposing city gate, and above the city gate, there are three big characters: Daughter Country!

"Daughter country, what does this mean, are all women in this country?"

Jiang Liu'er's face was filled with doubts, and when she thought of the female captain before, she couldn't help laughing, the world is really strange.

When you go to the shore, you will see a wide river, branching out into countless tributaries, and the river has just crossed by boat, which is one of its countless tributaries.

The river is wide, hundreds of meters long, I don't know where its source comes from, but I see it extending to the west, just passing by both sides of the city gate, forming a very vivid and magnificent picture.

On the shore, there were still countless small boats, Jiang Liu'er and a few people walked over, asked, and found that the boat could only be rented, so they had to spend money to rent one.

On the small boat, the pig just rowed hard, paddled for a while, and felt a little thirsty, so he picked up the water scoop on the boat, scooped the scoop directly, and began to drink it in a big gulp.

After drinking three scoops, Zhu Gangguan got up satisfied, took the water scoop and handed it to Monk Sha, "Lao Sha, come to some?" ”

Monk Sha was also a little thirsty, so he drank two big scoops.

After the two of them finished drinking, they looked at the little black dragon, "Senior Brother Long, why don't you have some?" ”

Although the little black dragon didn't notice the strangeness of the river, as the king of the water tribe, he could faintly perceive that this water was unusual.

So he waved his hand, "Drink, I'm not thirsty." ”

Seeing this, the two of them no longer persuaded them, washed the scoop, refilled a scoop of water, came to Jiang Liu'er's side, and said attentively, "Master drink water." ”

"Okay." Jiang Liu'er took the water scoop, took a small sip, and suddenly her eyes lit up!

In the river water, it clearly has a strong artistic conception of yin and yang, and the Yun spreading in mid-air echoes each other from afar, regardless of each other.

"What the hell is sacred?"

Jiang Liu'er was completely puzzled, what kind of artistic conception could be left behind, Daoyun?

It took only a quarter of an hour for everyone to enter the city gate, and when they entered the city gate, they heard the clamor of people coming from both sides.

If you look closely, the entire river stretches into the entire daughter country, directly dividing the daughter country into two halves.

He parked the boat on the shore, paid the rent, and walked on the spacious ground, and there were people everywhere, peddlers, pawns, breakfast sellers, and scholars, all of whom were women.

And most women, with beautiful faces and graceful postures, pass by, a gust of fragrant wind blows in their faces, and the scraped bones are crispy.

Zhu Gang sighed and admired, "The daughter country, as expected, is worthy of its reputation, and my old pig can be regarded as seeing it today." ”

(End of chapter)