The primordial chaos has arrived, and you have to choose the crow at the start.

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xieyue Sanxing Cave.

The cave is serene and tranquil, unhurried and peaceful, with the sounds of morning bells and evening drums, a masterpiece of nature, and flocks of cranes.

What an ethereal and otherworldly air!

At this moment, at the highest point in the cave, an old Taoist priest with white hair and a youthful face opened his eyes. His eyes were neither sad nor happy, reflecting the workings of heaven and earth.

"Why has Haotian descended to earth to undergo tribulation, and come here to face my calamity?"

He frowned, and looking up, he saw three streams of fortune converging towards the Three Star Cave, vast and mighty, seemingly about to cover the entire world.

The first surge of fortune was earth-shattering, possessing the power to reverse the universe, turning things upside down and soaring straight into the sky.

The second aura shines brightly, possessing the power of all spirits surrounding it, vast and boundless, bringing endless blessings.

The third strand of fortune seemed out of place, as if it did not belong to this realm. Yet, countless strands of fortune protected it like stars surrounding the moon, allowing it to survive under the Heavenly Dao.

If you look further ahead, the second and third streams of fortune become blurry and indistinct.

"Heh, interesting, interesting. So they're using my dojo as a bargaining chip? They can't even find peace hiding here."

He waved his whisk and called out to the outside, "Fairy boy, go down the mountain and reveal the gate of Fangcun Mountain. Three people will be visiting the mountain. Go and take care of them."

Bodhi Patriarch then said, "The three of them will arrive at different times. You should use a little trick to delay them for a while, so that all three of them will arrive at the same time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples of the Immortal Child generation outside the door nodded in agreement and turned to disappear into Fangcun Mountain.

At the edge of Jambudvipa, the steam train stopped. Chen Geng and Li Shuangyan got off the train together; they were going to transfer to a ferry.

There were at least fifty people who came down with them. Li Shuangyan, breathing in the scorching air, said to Chen Geng:

"It is said that in later mythological accounts, Tang Sanzang, who obtained Mahayana Buddhism, went to the west to obtain scriptures, and his three disciples were all highly skilled."

"His most skilled disciple was his eldest apprentice, but there are few records about him. We deliberately inquired about the information and learned that his eldest apprentice learned his skills in Xiniu Hezhou."

As Li Shuangyan led the way, she explained to Chen Geng, "Through the process of elimination and the risk of many lives, we have learned that there must be a powerful figure taking on disciples along the coast of Xiniu Hezhou."

It must be said that Li Shuangyan and her team were quite remarkable; they managed to extract some information about the Journey to the West mythology from just a few words.

Chen Geng nodded, then looked into the distance, his gaze slowly focusing.

The sea was calm, but he sensed something was amiss.

"Brother Chen, why are you stopping?"

Li Shuangyan had already seen the ship approaching; if she was late, she would have to wait for another flight.

"It's nothing, it's just that I feel like the ocean is kind of my bad luck."

  

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Li Shuangyan didn't quite understand, so she asked him again, "Shall we ride in a hot air balloon?"

"However, traveling by hot air balloon across the distance between Jambudvipa and Aparagodaniya could involve weather hazards, so frankly I wouldn't recommend it."

"Aren't you almost at the point of exhaustion? Why are you still afraid of these things?"

Chen Geng walked to the end of the beach, where the seawater washed over him again and again, seemingly trying to touch the back of his feet.

Chen Geng took a step back to avoid the waves.

"Brother Chen, you don't know, there are not only dragons in this mythical sea, but also great demons."

"The sea has long been the territory of demons, dragons and other powerful beings. If we fall in and encounter something powerful, we will die immediately."

As she spoke, she realized that the seawater had reached her calves, and Chen Gengyi had already retreated more than ten meters away.

"But you can fly, can't you?"

Chen Geng took two steps back, and Li Shuangyan walked towards him with a wry smile: "It can fly, but hot air balloons are things created by humans, and they are protected by the luck of humans."

"If a cultivator flies alone, they will no longer be protected by the fortune of the human race."

This is what makes this world special: other races cannot slaughter humans indiscriminately, as it would cause a backlash against their destiny.

Otherwise, with the fragile lands of the four continents, they would have been destroyed long ago.

"Hmm." Chen Geng responded, having already retreated to the cliff face, where the seawater was still encroaching upon him.

"Isn't it high tide now?"

Chen Geng looked up at the sky. The sun was blazing overhead, and the moon was currently over in Xiniu Hezhou.

According to tidal changes, the tide should be receding at this time.

"No, something's strange today, why is the sea level so high?"

Li Shuangyan felt uneasy: "How about we go tomorrow? I'm afraid we might encounter a powerful water monster along the way."

"Need not."

Chen Geng stopped retreating and looked at the sea: "I have already given you face. If you still don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Who is Chen Geng talking to?

Li Shuangyan stood to the side, and some people who came to catch the boat also looked at him with suspicion.

"Is that person crazy?"

"It doesn't seem like it. She's so good-looking, it can't be her, right?"

"Stop talking. The tide is rising strangely today. I'm not leaving today; I'll leave tomorrow."

There was no response from the ocean.

Chen Geng's face grew colder. He took out a whip from his hand and struck the ground that was about to be flooded by seawater.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the sand dunes rapidly grew, transforming into a mountain that lifted Chen Geng to a height of a thousand meters.

The change happened so fast that the waters didn't even have time to react.

Those around them, who had never seen such a spectacle before, immediately gasped in surprise.

"Holy crap! A powerful cultivator!"

"The gods have appeared! The gods have appeared!"

"Gods, please save my drowned child!"

"Brothers, it's time to latch onto a powerful figure! Whether we rise to prominence this time depends on this!"

Everyone had different expressions. Some people thought Chen Geng was a great opportunity and began to climb the mountain with all their might.

But the mountain was made of sand, and for every step they took, they slid down two steps, and they just couldn't climb it up.

Chen Geng ignored them and mocked Da Hai, "Try touching my toes again!"

Li Shuangyan also noticed something was wrong; the tide seemed to be sentient.

She suddenly realized that the thousand-meter-high mountain that Chen Geng had created had been partially swallowed by the sea, and the sea level was still rising rapidly.

"Brother Chen, do you have a grudge against the sea?"

She asked uncertainly, "Why is the water about to drown you as soon as you arrive?"

"It's not that I have a grudge against the sea, it's that I have a grudge against its source. Some fools think I'm easy to manipulate."

"But I think the backstory of this idiot is difficult to resolve."

Chen Geng raised his hand and pointed to the sky with one finger.

To be precise, he was pointing a single finger at the sun, and the Golden Crow Avenue was rapidly drawing the sun away.

"I'd like to borrow some real fire."

He slowly lowered his hand, as if making a chop to the sea.

In the next instant, a golden crow fire transformed into aurora and plummeted down.

With just a sweep, a dry road suddenly appeared across the entire sea.

This road runs directly across the distance between Jambudvipa and Aparagodaniya, and not a drop of seawater can enter; it evaporates before it even gets close.

In an instant, a roar came from the sea:

"Who dares disturb the peace of my vast ocean!"