The strongest devil fruit tree in Journey to the West

Chapter 143 Quicksand River! (four more)
"..." Lingji Bodhisattva looked at Yang Yu speechlessly, his face was pitch black, the veins on his arms were bulging, and the corners of his mouth kept beating, as if he was angry.

Behind Lingji Bodhisattva, both Li Jing and Nezha were trembling, their eyes were blazing with anger, their faces were dark, and they wanted to rush up and kick Yang Yu right now.

"..." Baji glanced at each other, their faces were also pitch black, as ugly as they could be, and there was just one word to describe it - gloomy as water.

They really understood Yang Yu's nonsense. They went to heaven to rescue soldiers twice, saying that they were not opponents.

But now?
He actually sat there with a face full of enjoyment, holding the fairy wine, and braised the goblin that he said he couldn't beat, and was eating happily...

I have to say that at this time, let alone Li Jing, Nezha wanted to kick Yang Yu a few times, even Baji and Manjusri couldn't help it, and wanted to rush up and kick a few times.

"Amitabha..." Bodhisattva Lingji looked at the half of the weasel meat left in Yang Yu's pot, and the corner of his mouth twitched again, his face was very dark.

"Don't eat?" Yang Yu looked at Lingji Bodhisattva and asked with curled lips.

"Yang Yu, you've gone too far." Bodhisattva Lingji said with a frown.

"What's the matter?" Yang Yu curled his lips, ate a piece of thigh meat again, and asked with a satisfied nod.

"This weasel spirit was originally a Taoist mouse at the foot of Lingshan. He stole the lamp oil in the glass cup and made the light dim. He was always worried that King Kong would capture him, so he escaped from Lingshan. Unexpectedly, he was here. The Tathagata Buddha calculated and found him one day, and thought that this weasel spirit should not be executed, so he sent me to capture him and escort him back to the Lingshan Mountain."

"But now he is hurting lives and committing crimes, and now he is attacking the Great Sage Equaling Heaven and Daoist Yang Yu, and even killing Tang Seng, so the poor monk should arrest him and take him to Lingshan to wait for the trial and conviction of the Tathagata Buddha." Lingji Bodhisattva shook his head with a dark face and said.

"Eh..." Yang Yu curled his lips, and ate another piece of weasel meat in a very speechless manner, eating with relish.

"Master Daoist, you have gone too far. This weasel spirit is not deadly. How could you kill him?" Bodhisattva Lingji said angrily.

"This weasel caught Xiao Tang, how can he save Xiao Tang if he doesn't kill him, let alone a monster, what's the matter?" Yang Yu curled his lips and said indifferently,

"Oh, this weasel spirit should be escorted to be judged by the Tathagata Buddha. You can't do this." Lingji Bodhisattva said with a frown.

"Do you want to eat?" Yang Yu shrugged and asked, pointing to the braised pork.

"Taoist priest, don't be joking." Lingji Bodhisattva said with a frown.

"If you don't eat, you can go back first. I will take Xiao Tang back later." Yang Yu curled his lips and started eating again.

"..." Bodhisattva Lingji and Bodhisattva Manjushri had the worst expressions on their faces, and there was a killing intent in their eyes, which was very cold.

"Hmph!" Li Jing, Nezha, Baji and other heavenly gods snorted coldly, soared into the sky and left.

Yang Yu paid no attention to anyone, as if no one was there, drinking and eating meat by himself, watching Lingji Bodhisattva and Manjusri Bodhisattva's faces were dark, and finally couldn't help it, fearing that they would violently kill people, so he turned and left go.

"Hmph, I really thought that poor Taoist didn't know why you were catching weasels?" Yang Yu smiled coldly, put away the remaining braised pork, and flew directly to where Monkey King and the others were.

"Come, come, eat some braised pork, made with that weasel." Yang Yu smiled and fell down, took out the braised pork and placed it among the crowd.

"Meat?" Ao Xin's small eyes lit up, and she rushed forward in surprise, looking at the braised weasel, very excited,

"I left it for you." Yang Yu smiled slightly and took out the
A few pairs of chopsticks, said with a smile.

"Smelly Taoist priest, where is my master?" Sun Wukong looked at Yang Yu and asked with twitching corners of his mouth.

"Uh...Xiao Tang?" Yang Yu raised his head and asked in embarrassment.

"Yes, where is my master?" Sun Wukong nodded,

"I forgot to bring him back, he should still be in the monster's cave." Yang Yu said with a dry smile, scratching his hair.

"..." Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and Xiao Bailong all turned dark, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

"I've convinced you." Sun Wukong drove away directly on somersault cloud, and came back with Tang Seng on his back after a few breaths.

"Ahem..." Yang Yu coughed several times, and said with an embarrassed face: "Everyone, come and have some braised pork, this is delicious."

"..." Tang Seng just got off Monkey King's back, and after hearing Yang Yu's words, he almost staggered and fell into the mud.

"Amitabha..." Tang Seng stood still under the support of Sun Wukong, clasped his hands together and began to chant sutras.

"..." Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong looked at Yang Yu with strange expressions.

"Ahem..." Yang Yu coughed a few times, and his old face blushed involuntarily.

It's so embarrassing that such a living person like Tang Seng can be left behind...

"Eat and drink well, we'll be on our way later." Yang Yu said, then sat on Dahua's back in embarrassment and closed his eyes to rest.

After a long while, everyone went on the road again, still divided into two sides, each talking about their own affairs, Tang Seng, Monkey King, and Zhu Bajie were really close.

Traveling westward all the way, everyone passed the Huangfeng Ridge and entered the plains. After the cicadas singing in summer and the leaves falling in autumn, it took almost a year for them to come to another place of misery.

On this day, when everyone was walking, they suddenly saw a wide river in front of them, which was nowhere wide, as if it was falling from the nine heavens, it was extremely swift and mighty, without any boats berthed.

"Wukong, why is there no boatman on the river ahead? How can I get there?" Tang Seng stopped the little white dragon, looked at the scene of the Liusha River, and frowned deeply.
"This is a really big river. It's too turbulent. It's impossible for a boatman to anchor here, and no one will cross the river by boat. He will definitely die!" Zhu Ba knew the nature of water, and he said the point at a glance.

"That's what to do. The big river doesn't pass, so how can we go west?" Tang Seng said with a frown on his face.

"If my grandson passes by this big river, it will be easy, just twist your waist, but you can't do it, master, this big river..." Sun Wukong shook his head and said.

"How wide is this river?" Tang Seng asked with a frown.
"A full eight hundred miles." Sun Wukong shook his head and said.

Yang Yu walked up to a stone tablet upstream, took care of several people with a smile, and said: "This river is called Liusha River. Look at the bottom, there is an attached text,
Eight hundred quicksand realms, three thousand weak water depths.

The goose feathers cannot float, but the reed flowers sink to the bottom. "

ps: The physical book has been printed out, a total of 30 copies, and I will pick it up later. On May [-]th, there will be a lottery for everyone. As long as you are responsible for the postage, Fanyu will give you the physical book for free!

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