Journey to the West: After the Great Sage listened to the advice, the three realms were all confused

The ferry cut through the stagnant river surface.

Slowly moving towards the other side of Lingshan.

The river water around is so clear that it is almost transparent.

But it could only reflect the blurry and distorted figures of the people.

On the surface, it was quiet and silent.

An invisible yet powerful pulling force.

Leaping up from the depths of the riverbed.

at first.

This force is in the face of everyone's powerful cultivation.

It's just like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Appears insignificant.

But you can go deeper as the ferry goes.

The pulling force became more and more violent.

It seemed to drag everyone into an endless dark abyss.

Just as the spiritual power was circulating around everyone.

When you are ready to fight with all your strength.

This force was like the receding tide.

Dissipate slowly.

The ferryman was finding it increasingly difficult to row the boat.

Every stroke of the oar.

It's like trying to pry open a mountain.

Tight muscles in the arms.

The blue veins popped out like earthworms.

Sweat pouring down.

Falling down with a rustle.

"What's going on with these guys? Why aren't they exhausted yet? If they keep wasting their energy like this, my mana will be exhausted!"

The ferryman cursed inwardly.

Without any choice.

He decided to send everyone over first.

Leave the subsequent troubles to others.

I really don't want to be trapped in this weird situation anymore.

The ferryman dares to swear to heaven.

This was the most difficult ferrying experience in his life.

He felt that the spiritual power in his body was like a flood that broke through a dam.

Time flies by like crazy.

Even though the spiritual energy around him continued to flow in like a stream.

It is also difficult to fill the huge consumption that is like a black hole.

all of these.

All of them were seen by Sun Wukong.

A faint smile appeared on Sun Wukong's lips.

It's the final moment.

He turned his head slightly.

His eyes were instantly covered by a layer of brilliant light golden light.

The luck stored in everyone is like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Nothing can escape his eyes.

Sun Wukong raised his hands behind his back.

His fingertips nimbly formed a sword gesture.

Then lightly click.

In an instant.

The luck of everyone is like a silk thread pulled by an invisible force.

Rapid peeling.

Gathering towards his fingertips.

Finally it was integrated into the Qingping Sword.

As everyone's luck fades.

The ferryman suddenly felt lighter all over.

It was as if the mountain I was carrying disappeared in an instant.

The speed of the ferry also suddenly increased a bit.

And the destiny of Jiejiao.

With the injection of this powerful force.

It ushered in an unprecedented major breakthrough.

Followed by.

A tremendous force of repayment surged in.

The target is directly aimed at Sun Wukong.

"boom!"

A loud noise that shook the sky.

Sun Wukong's cultivation level soared to the peak of quasi-saint.

This terrifying power.

Carrying terrifying power.

The ferry boat was instantly lifted off.

The ferryman completely lost control of the ferry.

in a blink.

The ferry has safely reached the other side.

The group leisurely got off the boat.

The ferryman looked at the ferry boat under his feet and the cracked bamboo pole in his hand.

His face was full of disbelief.

"How can this be?"

"Didn't I say that I am the master in this spiritual sea?"

"Except for the Buddha, even the Bodhisattva can hardly pose a threat to me. How could I become like this?"

Before he could recover.

Sun Wukong and others were already striding towards Lingshan.

Looking at their backs.

The ferryman's scalp went numb.

A strong sense of foreboding welled up in my heart.

He was just about to inform everyone in Lingshan.

The thrilling scene just now appeared in my mind.

The movement froze instantly.

"Forget it. If they can control this kind of power at will, what can I do?"

He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The ferryman turned around and pushed the ferry back to the Spirit Sea.

Leave slowly.

Bodhisattva waiting on the shore.

There was no sign of the ferryman.

Doubts suddenly arose in my mind.

When I came out to check.

I only saw his blurry back as he walked away.

And Sun Wukong and his group.

But I won't wait for him to report.

He swaggered into Lingshan.

On top of Lingshan Mountain.

The Buddhist chanting echoes long and deep.

Smoke curls up.

All the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas have already taken their positions.

The treasure is solemn.

This journey westward has been planned for many years.

The final critical moment has finally arrived.

Who is the most proud?

That must be Guanyin.

As the main planner of the journey to the west.

She is a master strategist.

The benefits gained are second only to Tathagata.

Many Bodhisattvas and Buddhas cast envious glances at him.

"Congratulations! After this, I'm afraid your cultivation level will soon catch up with that person."

Manjushri Bodhisattva spoke with a smile.

There was a hint of flattery in his voice.

Although there is envy in the eyes.

But more of a desire to make friends with her.

So that you can have more support in this sacred mountain in the future.

"Manjushri Bodhisattva, you are too kind. This is all my responsibility. Compared to that person, I am still far behind."

Guanyin had a humble smile on her face.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

A smile appeared at just the right moment.

Respond with a laugh.

Everyone understood that this was just polite talk.

But at this critical moment.

No one will expose it.

They all tacitly maintain this superficial harmony.

For a while.

There is peace on Lingshan Mountain.

Everyone's face was filled with joy.

The peaceful aura emanating from Tathagata's body.

It is also much richer than before.

Buddha's light shines.

Compassion is infinite.

Everyone stared outside quietly.

Looking forward to the arrival of Sun Wukong and his group.

"coming!"

Some people were too excited.

Regardless of identity.

Shouting at the top of his lungs.

In an instant.

The atmosphere in the entire hall was instantly ignited.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the entrance like a spotlight.

Sun Wukong and others just stepped in.

Tathagata's brows instantly twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

The wrinkles between his eyebrows seemed to be able to pinch a fly to death.

The muscles on his face twitched slightly.

A hint of barely perceptible anger was revealed.

He is different from what everyone else is paying attention to.

Others see them arriving.

What he cared about was the luck of these people.

This luck.

This is the key to this journey westward.

All the way.

What they did was supposed to promote Buddhist teachings.

Every time a difficulty is resolved.

Everyone should accumulate corresponding luck.

Got through eighty-one difficulties.

Ten years is a long time.

According to common sense.

The luck they carry must be extremely powerful.

But at this moment.

However, Tathagata did not see the expected powerful fortune in them.

That destiny should have been as turbulent as the surging river.

Now it is like a trickle.

If there is, if there is not.

Tathagata's face darkened.

He snorted coldly.

This cold snort.

Like a thunderclap out of nowhere.

The peace in the hall was instantly broken.

The atmosphere took a turn for the worse.

The temperature plummeted.

The air seemed to be frozen into ice.

Everyone cast doubtful glances.

His face was full of confusion.

They are all here.

The eighty-one tribulations have also ended.

Logically, everything should have ended successfully.

Why did Tathagata suddenly get angry?

Guanyin's heart skipped a beat.

An ominous premonition came to mind.

She made up her mind.

Take a deep breath.

He looked down with sharp eyes.

soon.

She also noticed something strange.

The whole person stood there in a daze.

Shock was written on his face.

His usual calmness and composure disappeared in an instant.

Everyone present saw this scene.

They all used various means to find out the truth.

In an instant.

The situation on Lingshan Mountain suddenly changed.

The originally peaceful sky was instantly covered by dark clouds.

Thunder and lightning.

The wind howled.

The original peace was swept away.

Instead, there was dead silence.

"Humph, Sun Wukong, your actions along the way are really beyond my expectations."

Tathagata's voice echoed in the hall.

There was a question in the majesty.

The sound penetrates the soul.

Chilling.

Sun Wukong raised the corners of his mouth.

Showing an uninhibited smile.

Showing his big white teeth.

"Old Tathagata, stop playing dumb. We followed your instructions and went through eighty-one trials to reach Lingshan. What's the problem?"