"What about the Yellow Wind Monster, Master!"

Sun Wukong, the Bull Demon King and the little white dragon have already rushed back.

They didn't suffer much damage, but they were a little disgraced and suffered a lot.

The Bull Demon King said indignantly, "This Yellow Wind Monster is so despicable and shameless! Look at the old cow, I'll kill him!"

"The teacher told you a long time ago, you must be careful of the samadhi divine wind of the yellow wind monster. ”

Tang Mo said to Sun Wukong and the Bull Demon King, "That Yellow Wind Monster has been beheaded by the teacher." ”

The little white dragon flattered, "As long as the master makes a move, everything can be suppressed!"

"Cheap that youkai!"

Sun Wukong opened his mouth a little angrily, thinking that he was a dignified Monkey King, but he fell here, which is really a bit embarrassing.

As for the Bull Demon King at this time, his mentality has changed, his own master is really powerful, the Yellow Wind Monster's ability is not high, but the Samadhi Divine Wind is very difficult, but in front of his own master, it has no effect at all, and he was directly cut off.

The Bull Demon King has a little more recognition and respect for his master in his heart.

The master and apprentice walked out of Huangfengling and came to a plain land, in this land of Pingyang, they traveled for another month, from summer to winter, and a big river blocked their way.

This river is the old nest of the sand monk - the quicksand river.

"Where is this? Master, have you ever deduced this place?"

The little white dragon exited at Tang Mo.

Now in his heart, his own master is almost the same, and he is already synonymous with omniscience and invincibility in the world.

"Eight hundred quicksand realms, three thousand weak water depths. The goose feathers can't float, and the reed flowers sink at the bottom. This is the quicksand river!"

Tang Mo stood on the bank, looked at the deep river, and said.

Is the sand monk about to appear? I don't know how this sand monk will appear.

The little white dragon opened his mouth and said, "How do we cross this river?" Master, ride me, and I'll carry you there." ”

Ride you?

Tang Mo only felt a chill on his body, took two steps back, and looked at the little white dragon vigilantly.

"This is weak water, there is no boat to cross!"

The little white dragon said unbelievingly, "Master, you don't believe in my little white dragon! No matter how bad the little white dragon is, I am also a dragon! And now it is fused with the blood of the ancestral dragon, and it is a dragon with the blood of some ancestral dragons!"

The little white dragon saw the appearance of his master, and said in his heart, it's time for my little white dragon station to appear, it's time for my little white dragon to perform.

"What is a dragon? Controlling the wind and rain is for the dragon! Little white dragon, what I am best at is controlling water! What is weak water, and look at my means of little white dragon!"

The little white dragon was in high spirits and rushed towards the quicksand river.

He didn't fly long before he felt a strange force crushing him down over the quicksand river and falling into the quicksand river.

And falling into the quicksand river, he felt that the river water in the quicksand river was actually eroding his mana.

"Oops! What kind of water is this!

The little white dragon climbed out of the quicksand river and looked at the quicksand river with a kind of vigilance.

This water is also a little evil, and it can even erode mana.

The Bull Demon King looked at the little white dragon and said, "I thought you were finally useful! Who knows, it turns out that you are still the useless salted fish dragon!"

"The quicksand river is a place where three thousand weak waters gather, how can it be so easy to pass!"

Tang Mo shook his head and spoke.

The quicksand river is extremely dangerous, it is a place where three thousand weak waters gather, and all of them are dangerous, comparable to the Styx River in the underworld.

Three thousand weak water depth, goose feathers are difficult to float, if ordinary creatures are in weak water, they will be directly corroded. Even if you are an immortal cultivator, you can't stay in weak water for a long time.

Three thousand weak waters are the source of the most filthy and evil. It is rumored that Pangu Great Heavenly Venerable fell under the catastrophe of opening the heavens, and two mouthfuls of dirty blood flowed out.

Those two mouthfuls of dirty blood, one turned into the blood sea in the underworld, and the other merged with the great river, evolving into three thousand weak waters.

There is a strange domain shrouded above the three thousand weak waters, and the existence of this desire makes it impossible for all living beings to fly on it. It's like a rule, you can't change it.

The little white dragon opened his mouth to the old master and asked, "Then how should we cross this quicksand river!"

Tang Mo smiled and said, "Everything has its own fate! If the poor monk expects it to be good, someone with his own fate will send us over!"

As soon as his words fell, he saw that his chest was surging in the quicksand river, and the water was surging, rolling up a long dragon, and a vicissitudes of life appeared from the water dragon.

A head of fluffy red hair, and two round eyes that are like lights. A blue indigo face that is neither black nor green, wearing a collar of goose yellow, and the waist is tied with white vines. He wears nine skulls around his neck and holds a scepter, which is very hideous.

This is exactly the sand monk.

Tang Mo opened his mouth and said, "Look, isn't this ferryman already here!"

"But in person?"

Sha Seng looked at Tang Mo's master and apprentice and spoke.

Sha Seng was originally a curtain general above the heavenly court, but he broke the glass cup and was knocked down to the mortal world.

In "Journey to the West", he is the third junior brother, and he has always given people the impression that he is honest, taciturn, and his ability is not high, which is inferior to Zhu Bajie.

It's just that in this world of gods and demons, Tang Mo doesn't know what it is.

Tang Mo said to the sand monk, "It's the poor monk!

"Rolling Shutter General? What a long time ago! I'm no longer there!"

Sha Seng let out a long sigh, looked at Tang Mo, seriously examined this world-famous holy monk, and said, "Holy monk, I came this time to repay the cause and effect!"

"Cause and effect!"

Tang Mo couldn't help but speak, and then the Great Cause and Effect Technique operated naturally, inextricably linked, calculating what happened.

However, it was said that because of his disobedience to the Buddha, the golden cicada was beaten to the dust and constantly reincarnated.

In the ten lifetimes of reincarnation, there is an obsession supporting him in each life, that is, stepping on the spiritual mountain, discussing the Buddha with the Buddha, and using his truth to surpass the Buddha's truth.

It's a pity that in the first nine lives, he didn't even reach the Lingshan Mountain, and every time he reached this quicksand river, he would be stopped by the sand monks.

In the first nine lives, in every life, he was eaten by the sand monks! Hugh said that he talked about the Buddha with the Buddha, but he did not even reach the spiritual mountain.

This is the cause and effect in the mouth of the sand monk. The string of Buddhist beads worn by the sand monk around his neck was incarnated by the relics of his previous ninth life.

Now, it is his tenth life.

Tang Mo looked at the sand monk a little strangely, so to speak, this sand monk is still his enemy!

"The cause of the past, the effect of today, the effect of today, the tenth generation, I owe the cause and effect of the ninth holy monk, and I should repay it!"

Sha Seng sighed faintly and said, "In the past, I asked the holy monk! Now, I still have a question, I want to ask the holy monk, I hope to solve my doubts!"

But he saw Sha Seng looking at Tianyu, his eyes were full of vicissitudes and helplessness, and then he opened his mouth and said, "Tenth, I still want to ask the holy monk, is it worth it?"