Bajie's words made everyone look stunned, and just now they forgot this section.
However, Fa Hai said from the side: "Just be at ease. Since it was Bodhisattva who took action, how could he not think of this? This lotus root was trained by the water from the Bodhisattva's jade purification bottle, and transformed into a human body, which fits the soul and follows it freely."
The soul grows and changes."
There is one thing that Fa Hai did not say. This lotus root incarnation is different from the third prince Nezha's incarnation. It is not an invincible body. It will wither after a hundred years. Naturally, it is also the time when their lifespan has expired and they are reincarnated.
At this celebration banquet, only Bajie enjoyed the meal happily. Everyone else ate a few bites and then went to practice their own practices.
A night of silence.
Early on the next morning, Master Sanzang and his disciples said goodbye to the two village owners and prepared to cross the Tongtian River.
The two village owners insisted on seeing each other off and did not shirk.
"Oh." The great sage saw many ships crossing the river from a distance, and asked curiously: "What is the land on the other side of the river?"
"There is a daughter's country opposite, and the whole country is full of women. Just because it is separated by this river, the specialties here are worth thousands of dollars when they go to the other side, and vice versa. There are many people who take risks in order to make a fortune.
"The owner of the big village laughed naively and said: "I am dissatisfied with the elders who said that when I was young, I went into trouble with my two brothers several times. This family business also relied entirely on the gains from such risks. Later, when I got older, I regretted my life, and then I stopped.
The thought of crossing the river to lose money."
"A country of girls?" When Bajie heard this, he immediately became interested and asked carefully: "A country full of little ladies?"
"Yes." The owner of the big shop nodded and said, "I was young at the time. When I went there for the first time, I just exchanged goods and then ran away. I was laughed at for a while."
After hearing this, the great sage asked out of curiosity: "It is said that the solitary yin does not last long, and if only the yang does not give birth to a country full of women, how can we give birth to and raise offspring?"
"Hahahaha." The owner of the village smiled and explained the confusion to the great sage: "There are usually two ways. One is that a man passing by is attracted by the subjects of the daughter country. If it is consensual, report it to the king.
If you get the answer, you will have a good marriage; secondly, there is a mother-child river in the daughter's kingdom. When the women in the kingdom reach the age of giving birth, they can drink the water from the river and they will be able to conceive."
"Master, let's leave quickly and go to the Daughter's Country to have a better experience." Bajie subconsciously urged Master to hurry up.
Seeing him acting like this again, the Great Sage laughed and scolded: "When you go to the land of daughters, first let you idiot drink a bowl of water from the Zimu River and give birth to a piglet."
"oops!"
Bajie immediately covered his stomach and said, "Bima Wen, you are used to playing tricks on others. When we get to the location, we need to be on guard against you."
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help laughing.
When they arrived at the shore, the owner of the village was about to look for a boat to take Master Tripitaka across the river, when he suddenly heard a shout from the middle of the river: "There is no need to look for a boat."
"Oops!" Seeing the waves breaking through in the middle of the river, a water island emerged, and then a monster's head was revealed, frightening all the mortals by the river. The owner of the village shouted, "There are monsters too!"
"It's not a monster, it's not a monster!" The monster in the river said repeatedly: "It's me, it's me!"
A stream of light appeared, fell on the shore, and turned into a human body.
"Huh?" The owner of the village looked at it for a long time and asked curiously: "It looks familiar."
"He is the river god of the Tongtian River. When he surrendered the King of Inspiration yesterday, he was also beside the Bodhisattva." Ba Huan pointed at the old man and smiled at the owner of the village: "Maybe you only worshiped the Bodhisattva and didn't pay much attention to it."
Pay attention to him."
"It turns out it's Lord River God. I'm disrespectful. I'm disrespectful." After the owner of the village handed over his hand, he asked cautiously: "In front of the holy monks here, Lord River God doesn't want me to wait for the boys and girls to sacrifice, right?"
"Scared!" Lao Gen waved his hand quickly: "I have a long life, and I don't want to be reincarnated early."
The owner of the village thought for a while and said: "In the past, we didn't know there was a god in the river, so why not build a river temple?"
Bajie said again: "No, no, the Bodhisattva's face is on the bank. Who is going to worship at the river temple?"
Old man:
The great sage joked: "It is better to set up a memorial tablet to the river god in the Bodhisattva temple and receive some of the remaining incense."
"Yes, yes!" Lao Gen nodded repeatedly. This was something he had never imagined.
Lu, it is his blessing to accompany the Bodhisattva.
Xiao Bailong also said: "In that case, you must protect their safety when crossing the river, and don't let the wind and waves invade them."
"It's your duty, it's your duty." Lao Gen thought for a while and said, "But when fishing, you still have to rely on luck."
Fahai also said at the side: "If a child unfortunately falls into the water, please help me to send him back to the shore."
"The Holy Monk is merciful, little old man, please remember this." He did not dare to disobey Fa Hai's instructions. This big man could talk to the Bodhisattva, and the Dragon Prince of Xihai was his disciple. He was a little old man.
I just survived for a few years, and there is nothing commendable about it.
From now on, you can't just think about how to live longer. You also need to practice some magical powers. Otherwise, Master Tripitaka will take action this time, and next time a powerful monster will come. How will you escape this old life?
After Lao Gen agreed one by one, he invited Master Tripitaka and others to the Shui Mansion as guests.
Fahai shook his head and said: "There is no need to be a guest. We have nothing to do here. The monks, masters and disciples can directly cross the river and head west."
Disappointment flashed in Lao Gen's eyes. Who doesn't want to establish friendship with such an eminent monk? It's a pity that his status is insignificant, but the eminent monk is right in front of him, so he must seize the opportunity!
"In that case, why not ask the old man to carry the holy monk and his disciples across the river."
"My husband doesn't have to be like this." Fahai waved his hands and said with a smile: "Our master and disciples all have magic power. Crossing the river is like walking on flat ground, so we don't have to trouble my husband."
"This" Lao Gen heard what Fa Hai said and said hurriedly: "This little old man just wants to repay his kindness to Xunji, how come he has no control over it?"
"Amitabha." Fahai recited the Buddha's name and said to him: "As long as I protect the people here with my heart, it is enough. Besides, a poor monk can't deserve any favor for his hard work."
Fahai saw that he still wanted to speak, so he only said to the little white dragon next to him: "Ao Lie."
The little white dragon immediately transformed into a dragon shape and said to the old man: "River God, I am the mount appointed by the Bodhisattva to the master. Even when crossing the river, I will carry him."
"Ouch! Dragon God!"
The mortals around him paid their respects again.
Fahai looked at the water and threw the nine-ring tin staff into the water. The nine-ring tin staff that should have sunk to the bottom of the water was floating on the water. Fahai jumped up, stood firmly on it, and waved.
With a wave of his cassock, magic power surged forward, and an arrow shot out from the string of the tin staff under his feet, shooting out above the water. In a moment, his figure disappeared.
The Great Sage wanted to fly over, but he saw the master having fun from a distance, with the waves rolling wildly on the river, which made him feel a little itchy, so he threw the golden hoop into the water and imitated the master's step on it to hit the water.
Forward.
The little white dragon transformed into a dragon body and said helplessly to the old man beside him: "You see, master doesn't even want to ride on me, let alone let you carry me across the river."
"The holy monk's power is boundless, why don't you fly over?"
At this moment, Lao Gan only wanted to ask this question, but he did not dare to speak because he saw Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing carrying all the salutes to Xiao Bailong's body, and then throwing their respective weapons into the water.