One month later.
Water Curtain Cave.
The little fox Huayue, the cuckoo Qingyi, and the dog demon Abao looked at the dying old turtle, their eyes full of grief and reluctance.
They are all little demons who grew up under the protection of Grandpa Turtle.
He has already regarded the old turtle as a close relative.
Now, Grandpa Turtle has passed away due to an injury, and the lively and lovely Huayue has lost her voice. Qingyi and Abao have also become depressed, but Cheng Long's face remains normal.
He just watched quietly as the old turtle took his last breath.
Because he understood that even if he took action to bring the old turtle back from the brink of death, the old turtle would die due to other accidents in the near future.
"According to the plot, after burying Hua Yue's Grandpa Turtle, it's time for me to go to sea to visit the immortals and ask questions."
Cheng Long had a headache when he thought that he might have to go to sea for more than ten years before he could come to Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai. He had already planned a practice method, but he had to wait until he learned the skills from a master before he could implement it. It was a waste of time.
Sometimes it’s not so easy to be a person who is destined to learn scriptures!
There was such a passage in the original work...
[The Monkey King visited the Immortal Road and met him unexpectedly. He stayed in Nanfanbuzhou, walked along the Great Wall, and visited small counties, and it lasted for more than eight or nine years. Suddenly traveling to the Western Sea, he thought that there must be gods overseas, so he made a raft alone in front of him, and then drifted across the Western Sea to the border of Xiniu Hezhou...]
The trip to Nanbuzhou alone took nearly ten years, and the total journey took at least more than ten years. Cheng Long did not want to waste time on this.
Instead of doing this, it would be better to stay quietly in Shuilian Cave to understand the laws, and it would not be too late to go out to sea to visit immortals and seek Taoism in the next ten or eight years.
Or go straight to Xiniu Hezhou and worship Patriarch Bodhi as your teacher in advance.
Anyway, between these two paths, you have to choose one.
He couldn't imitate Brother Monkey and wander around, slowly walking to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.
"Xiaoyue, don't be too sad. Grandpa Turtle has been doing good deeds and accumulating virtue all his life. When he is reincarnated, he might be able to join the path of the gods and become a god in heaven." Cuckoo Qingyi comforted him in a low voice.
Except for Cheng Long, who was born just over a month ago, Hua Yue, the little fox, was the youngest here.
As the eldest member of the Qing Xiu demon tribe, Qing Yi felt that he had to inherit the old turtle's will and protect the little demon who didn't like killing but liked Qing Xiu.
"Really? Can Grandpa Turtle really devote himself to the Way of God?"
The little fox blinked, his expression questioning.
Abao on the side heard this and said sternly: "Xiaoyue, even if Grandpa Turtle cannot enter the divine path, he can still enter the human path or the Shura path. He will never enter the animal path again."
"It would be great if Grandpa Turtle could really devote himself to the human world."
The little fox Huayue clasped her hands together and silently prayed for the passing of Grandpa Turtle.
Human beings are the spirits of all things and are born suitable for cultivation. In just over ten years, it is possible to become an immortal through cultivation. One hundred and eighty years is considered too late to achieve success in cultivation.
However, after practicing for one hundred and eighty years in the Monster Clan, I was basically still in the period of enlightenment, where I didn’t understand anything and could only act according to my instincts.
The only thing that the monsters are stronger than the humans may be that their bodies are far better than humans. Some monsters with the bonus of the blood of divine beasts also have innate magical powers.
At this time, Cheng Long, who had been watching for a long time, seemed to have figured it out. He walked straight to the three demons and said, "I have decided to go to sea to find immortals tomorrow. Which of you is willing to go to sea with me?" < br>
"I, I, I..." Huayue was the first to raise her hand.
Abao followed closely behind and said excitedly: "There is also me. I also want to go to the sea to find immortals. As long as I can find immortals, I can even be their dog."
"You are all too naive. Let's not say whether you can find the Immortal Cave. Even if you are lucky enough to find it, how can the Immortal accept you mountain spirits and wild monsters as disciples?"
Cuckoo Qingyi poured cold water on the elated one person and two demons.
"No matter what, I'm going to give it a try. There are some things that you won't regret until you try them."
Cheng Long's attitude was very resolute. The time had come to go to sea to find immortals, and he didn't want to delay it for a moment.
It feels so insecure when I don't have magic around me.
Any big demon you encounter may be killed!
"Wherever Brother Sun goes, I will go."
The little fox Huayue quickly expressed her stance. Her idea was very simple, that is, she would follow Brother Sun all the way to the dark side, and she would not regret it even if she was in danger and lost her life.
"I, I have to protect Xiaoyue."
Abao hesitated for a moment, and his eyes gradually became firm.
"With your strength, you still want to protect Xiaoyue? It's okay if you don't drag Xiaoyue down. The little brother is taking care of the girl, so there is no need for you at all! I advise you to stay in Shuiliandong and guard this home. That’s business.”
Qing Yi has always been very fond of him since he was rescued by Cheng Long. On the day he came to Shuiliandong, he took the initiative to take up the cleaning work.
She would even collect nearby fruits, honey, and insects to provide food for Cheng Long, Huayue and others.
"Abao, Aunt Qing is right. It's better for you to stay. I can only protect one of you. If you go too many, it will really drag me down." Cheng Long was willing to take the little fox with him because he wanted to give the other party a chance. As long as he followed I will definitely reach Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and worship Patriarch Bodhi as my teacher.
Huayue might also be able to learn the method of immortality by then.
Of course, if Xiaoyue doesn't have that opportunity and is not afraid, let Huayue live near Fangcun Mountain and learn the Supreme Pure Immortal Technique from Master Tongtian.
Jiejiao has its own teachings, and its techniques are suitable for any ethnic group.
Moreover, bringing the little fox along with him will allow the people behind the scenes to see how concerned he is. There is definitely no need to worry about safety issues in the early stage. Even Guanyin Bodhisattva, the mastermind behind the scenes, may take the initiative to accept Xiaoyue as his disciple.
The purpose is self-evident, which is to take advantage of Cheng Long, who has a "weak spot".
……
The next day.
Early morning hours.
Cheng Long pushed the firmly tied bamboo raft into the sea, said goodbye to Aunt Qing and Abao, and then took the little fox onto the bamboo raft to officially start his journey to find the immortal.
After going out to sea, they realized what it means to be unchangeable!
The vast ocean in Journey to the West is changing every moment. One moment the sun is shining brightly, and the next moment dark clouds begin to cover the sky. It rains heavily at any time, without even a chance to breathe.
If ordinary people go out to sea on a bamboo raft, they may not be able to walk more than ten miles without being swallowed by the surging waves.
Cheng Long, the man who was destined to learn scriptures, suffered from old sins even if he was secretly guided by the Five Directions. Fortunately, the East China Sea is full of fresh water, and he can get water for bathing at any time. Otherwise, he would be rained on and washed by big waves every day, and his body would be covered with salt. The smell of stains is unpleasant.
"Brother Sun, when can we go ashore!"
Unknowingly, after wandering on the sea for more than four months, the little fox, whose passion had long been extinguished, transformed into a thirteen-year-old girl, lying softly on the bamboo raft. The whole fox seemed to have lost its energy. God is like a pile of salted fish. "It's coming soon."
Cheng Long actually didn't know when he would be able to go ashore.
But he always had to give Xiaoyue a little hope, otherwise the little fox accompanying him might not be able to hold on.
In this hard life of being displaced, he also needs someone to lean on.
Sometimes when he thinks about it, he still envies me. He stays in the Wa Palace every day, eating well and drinking hot food. He doesn't have to worry about anything. He uses the round light technique from time to time to watch his live broadcast of Xunxian. It's so leisurely.
"Brother Sun, I remember you said the same thing a month ago..."
The little fox rolled her eyes weakly. If she had known that going to the sea would be so difficult, she wouldn't have raised her hand. Wouldn't it be better to just stay in Shuiliandong?
There are endless peaches, bananas, apples and pears, as well as honey collected by Aunt Qing, and monkey wine made by monkeys.
Xiaoyue's mouth watered when she thought of the fruits on the Flower and Fruit Mountain.
"It's really fast this time. Look..." As they were chatting, a green coastline suddenly appeared in front of them. Cheng Long's eyes suddenly lit up and he said excitedly: "The mainland is right in front of you."
The little fox looked in the direction of Cheng Long's finger, and sure enough, the endless coastline came into view.
It doesn't look too far away, and you can paddle to the shore at night at the latest.
"Great, we finally see land. Brother Sun, let's paddle together..." The little fox grabbed the oar excitedly and paddled hard, and the speed of the evenly moving bamboo raft soared on the spot.
Unfortunately, Xiaoyue started to feel discouraged after paddling for a while.
You know, looking at the mountains is like running to death, not to mention the endless sea.
At sea, the visual range of ships is generally 3-5 nautical miles, which is about 6.4 kilometers to 10.4 kilometers. When weather conditions are good, the driver can clearly see things ahead, including distant islands, coastlines, other ships, landmarks, etc.
Cheng Long had the Golden Eyes to See Further, and the little fox was also a fox demon in the Transformation Realm. The mainland coastline they saw was at least twenty or thirty kilometers away from them.
It would take several hours no matter what.
Huaguo Mountain is located on the edge of Dongsheng Shenzhou. The direction Cheng Long drifted along the ocean current was Nanzhanbuzhou, which was the most important territory of the human race, with the largest population and the most prosperous civilization.
At the same time, looking south to Buzhou is also the basic plan of Taoism.
The two Huabei saints of Buddhism have always coveted the population of Nanzhan Buzhou, because only with a large enough population can they spread the faith, develop believers, and perform meritorious deeds in order to pay off the merit debts advanced in advance.
In the last calamity, Taiqing and Yuqing were busy dealing with their third brother, and owed favors to the two saints of the West. In addition, when Taozu became a saint, he fought a war with the demon ancestor Luohu and destroyed the earth line of the west. They also need to repay the karma. , when added together, there is the Journey to the West Calamity that helped the great rise of Buddhism.
However, compared with the previous calamities, the calamity calamity in Journey to the West feels like a child playing house.
This can be seen from the fact that the chief planner behind the scenes is only Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Although the Taoist and Buddhist leaders were involved, they were limited to arranging mounts and boys to descend to earth to prevent Monk Tang from going to the West to obtain scriptures.
Journey to the West can even be seen as a game in which immortals and Buddhas sit in a row and divide the fruits. It only happens at the stage when the calamity needs to break out that it is called the Journey to the West.
Therefore, Cheng Long, who arrived at Nanzhan Buzhou, symbolically took Huayue to several famous mountains and rivers with legends about immortals, and then crossed all the way to the west coast. He bought a fishing boat with the money he saved from performing along the way and went straight to Xiniu Hezhou.
By the time the two arrived at the spiritual platform, less than five years had passed.
On this day, Cheng Long was walking on the road holding the slightly tired Xiaoyue. Suddenly he saw a beautiful mountain with deep forest foothills, and he was suddenly shocked.
"Finally here!"
Cheng Long's eyebrows were filled with joy, he took the little fox's little hand, took three steps at a time and then two steps, and went straight to the mountain.
"Brother Sun, are you so happy suddenly because there are gods in the mountains?"
Huayue didn't know why Brother Sun was so happy, but when she saw Cheng Long happy, she became happy too.
During the more than four years that Xunxian asked, she watched helplessly as Big Brother Sun went from being sunny and cheerful to becoming taciturn.
In the past, they had visited too many famous mountains and rivers, but they had never met the immortals. The accumulation of disappointments over and over again, even her was beaten to pieces, let alone Brother Sun, who was bent on searching for immortals.
What she didn't know was that Cheng Long's sadness and loss were all staged for the people behind the scenes.
Because, on the famous mountains and rivers they had visited before, not only were there fairy caves, but some of them were even very famous.
Such as Lishan Mountain, Jiuxian Mountain, Qianyuan Mountain, Taishan Mountain and so on.
The gods on these famous mountains and rivers avoided seeing them, naturally because they were greeted by Buddhism and cooperated with the show.
Cheng Long, who knew the inside story from the bottom of his heart, would certainly not feel lost and hesitant because of this.
If he hadn't worshiped Patriarch Bodhi as his teacher and had to go through such an experience, he might not have felt uncomfortable going up the mountain.
"Yes, I feel that I will definitely meet the gods this time..."
Cheng Long pulled the little fox and crossed six or seven feet in one step, like a spiritual ape flying in the forest. In just two hours, he arrived at the foot of Fangcun Mountain.
After a while, a sweet song came from the forest.
"Watching chess players playing badly, cutting wood, walking slowly at the mouth of the valley beside the clouds. Selling firewood and drinking wine, laughing wildly to express my love. The path is high in autumn, and I sleep with pine roots against the moon. I recognize the old forest, climb the cliffs and cross the ridges, and break with an ax Withered vines harvested into a load. In the market of Xingge, there is no competition, and the price is mediocre. There is no scheming, no honor or disgrace, and life is peaceful and peaceful. I sit quietly and talk about "Huang Ting". >
When the little fox heard this, he said happily: "Brother Sun, there really are gods on the mountain. We have finally come to an end after all our hardships."
"Don't worry, go take a look first and then talk."
With a smile on his face, Cheng Long led Xiaoyue into the forest. When he got closer, he saw a woodcutter, chopping firewood with his axe, and his movements were awkward.
With his golden eyes, he could tell at a glance that the woodcutter was no ordinary person.
If you practice Taoism, you are at least a golden immortal.
"Old immortal, old immortal..."
Xiaoyue couldn't care less, so she pulled Cheng Long and walked towards the woodcutter.
When the woodcutter heard this, he quickly put down the ax in his hand and said in fear: "I can't do it, I can't do it. How can I, a woodcutter in linen clothes, dare to be called a 'god'?"
The little fox put his hands on his hips and asked: "You are not a god, how can you say the words of a god?"
The woodcutter glanced at Huayue and said with a smile: "What fairy words did I say?"
"Brother Sun and I just walked to the foot of the mountain and heard, 'It is not the way of immortals, sit quietly and talk about Huang Ting.' "Huang Ting" is a moral mantra. How can ordinary woodcutter know this?" The little fox said, "I am very smart." Don't fool me.
The woodcutter smiled and said: "This word is a song taught to me by an old immortal on the mountain. It is called "Man Ting Fang". The immortal you are looking for lives on the mountain!" (End of Chapter)