From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Bajie, however, knew that once he had shaken off the water and felt refreshed, he said leisurely, "I came here once when I traveled west with my master."

The river was as black as spilled ink, or as if charcoal ash had been poured on it, hence the name Blackwater River.

Back then, the river god's cave in the Blackwater River was occupied by the ninth son of the Jing River Dragon King, the Little Crocodile Dragon. Our eldest brother went to the West Sea to ask the old dragon king about his crimes, which frightened him so much that he sent Prince Ao Moang to capture the Little Crocodile Dragon and apologize to us.

The river god returned to his water palace, used his magic to part the river waters, and cleared a path for us, master and disciples, to cross… This time, as we head west again, the river god won't recognize you, but he will recognize Old Pig. Let me call out to him, and please give Old Pig some face by parting this black river again so we can cross on solid ground.”

That's all.

Bajie puffed out his chest, took a deep breath, and shouted towards the black river: "River God of the Black Water River in Hengyang Valley, the pilgrims from back then have arrived! Quickly offer yourselves and clear a path for us to cross!"

Splash!

As soon as he finished speaking, the river rippled and surged, and a man emerged, holding a pipe. He stepped forward, bowed deeply to Pigsy, and said, "Marshal, it's been many years since we last met. What brings you to my humble abode?"

"Old Pig has descended Mount Ling and is rebuilding his Great Dao. But you old codger, five hundred years have passed, and you haven't aged much at all. You must be living quite comfortably lately, haven't you? You've even started smoking!"

Pigsy laughed heartily.

"Marshal, what are you saying? It's all thanks to you and the Great Sage who chased away that little alligator dragon that occupied my water palace. For five hundred years, the incense has been burning brightly, and I've been able to live so comfortably." The Blackwater River God repeatedly said that he didn't dare to say that. He then asked Pigsy about the reason and, upon learning that they wanted to cross the river, he looked troubled.

Seeing his hesitation, Pigsy muttered, "Why are you such a coward, old man? You don't even have a family, what are you worried about?"

"Alas, Marshal, times have changed. Back then, when we journeyed west, the immortals and Buddhas conspired together, and we lowly deities dared not disobey. But now, Heaven's will is hard to defy..."

"What do you mean by 'unavoidable destiny'? Don't you know this is the 'chosen one'?" Bajie said, pointing at the river. "Hurry up and take us across! Even if you don't want to open the river, find us a boat and we'll row across ourselves. We won't make things difficult for you!"

Immediately, the river god's expression changed, and he sighed, saying, "Fine, fine! Since that's the case, I'll send you across. I just hope that the marshal won't say that I gave you this favor in the future."

"Don't worry! Who are we? We'll just say we broke off trees to build a raft and crossed over; it has nothing to do with you!" Pigsy waved his hand impatiently.

So the Blackwater River God, holding the Water God Talisman, communicated with heaven and earth, causing the river to rumble and split to the left and right, with waves surging up and down, revealing a dry and flat road.

"That's amazing!"

Seeing that the great river had been parted by the river god's magic, Pingping was dumbfounded. Hu Yuan, Hu Jue, and Liang Luzhen were also astonished, unable to imagine how much spiritual energy the water god needed to expend to cast such a spell.

It seems that the river god is indeed receiving a great deal of incense offerings!

But Bajie and Bajing didn't take it seriously.

It wasn't that the river god possessed such supernatural powers, but rather that he held a divine talisman, enabling him to harness the power of heaven and earth for his own use, thus dividing the water.

Although the immortals and Buddhas of the primordial world regarded the tangible elixir as the Great Dao, there is only a difference between the tangible and the intangible. Some principles can be understood by exploring and even directly "comprehending" from the Heavenly Dao the various methods of the multiverse to borrow the power of heaven and earth.

"Gentlemen, please set off."

The river god bowed and asked.

"Let's go! Monkey King! Old Pig will lead the way!"

Bajie, having been there before, carried the rake and walked at the very front. Bajing, being of dragon lineage and skilled in water, was also quite cheerful and followed closely behind Bajie.

Only Hu Yuan, Hu Jue, and Lü Zhen stayed by Jiang Liu and Na Pingping's side, never leaving their side.

They had only gone halfway when the water walls on both sides, which were tens of feet high, lost their support. It was as if half of the sky had collapsed, rolling down with a rumble, a dark and terrifying sight.

Whoops!

The black water surged down, its impact force exceeding tens of millions of tons. It shook the earth, trembled the mountains and rivers, and completely engulfed the entire river.

"Haha! The Primordial Purple Qi is mine now!"

The river god raised his head and laughed loudly, then leaped into the water. He grew to be three zhang long, with a dragon's head and a fish's body, sharp teeth and a piercing mouth. He swam and swam underwater, and in the middle of the river, he saw a large red cloth with faint golden squares on it, protecting the river and its entourage.

"This bright red kasaya, which I obtained from the old Guanyin Temple, has been worn by me in both civil and military roles, and now it has come in handy."

When I first obtained this kasaya, it was a bright red robe without the character "田" (field).

Because he often accompanied Jiang Liu in his practice, his robe not only bears witness to Jiang Liu's cultivation and hard work, but is also influenced by his character. A faint golden "field" character pattern appears on it, which can ward off water and fire.

Fortunately, they were protected by this treasure, and everyone was safe.

Bajie stared at the river god with a dragon's head and a fish's body, and shouted, "Where did you come from, monster? How dare you impersonate the Blackwater River God and come to deceive me?"

"Second Senior Brother, I recognize him. He is the sixth son of the Jing River Dragon King, named Wen Shou Long. Ordinary people often call him Chiwen. Because he originally guarded the ridge of the divine palace, wealthy families often carve Chiwen on the eaves of their houses to ward off evil and fire!"

Ba Jing saw clearly and recognized the origin of the evil dragon. He cursed viciously, "You beast! If you want to avenge your brothers, fight me with real swords and spears! Why use the waters of the Black River to drown us and harm the innocent?"

“We are scattered across Kowloon, each earning our own living, and we don’t keep in touch with each other often. He’s dead, just because he wasn’t capable enough. What revenge do I have to take?”

This beast dragon spoke ruthlessly and arrogantly, stirring up the Blackwater River. It roared, "It's also my old man's fault for being so useless, insisting on gambling his life with Yuan Shoucheng!"

He died, but he also implicated my descendants, so much so that I can no longer guard the Heavenly Palace and have been banished to this Blackwater River, never to see the magnificent scenery of the Heavenly Palace again…”

The fact that the Nine Dragons earned their living through their own abilities, without the help of the Jing River Dragon King—

Jiang Liu is trustworthy.

Take the four major rivers, the Yangtze, the Huai, and the Ji, for example. Even if someone has connections and racks their brains, they absolutely cannot send their son to the top of the Jing River, which is just a small, ancient river.

Would he sacrifice his life for his son's future?

Ah!

Let alone a single Jing River dragon, even the Four Seas Dragon Kings, if they wanted to secure the positions of river gods for their offspring in the four major rivers of the Yangtze, Huai, and Ji, would find that death alone would not suffice!

Although the Primordial Heavenly Court is quite "dark," its system is relatively complete. It's understandable if they can't beat others, but if they are less skilled, it's understandable if they choose to back down.

But if you change the rules you set yourself every day, you will lose all your authority!

Furthermore.

Even the Dragon King of the Jing River couldn't have come up with such an outrageous plan.

After all, if someone really had even a little bit of intelligence, why would they make a bet with Yuan Shoucheng?

Chapter 1482 Ruthless and Sexless Steady Beast Dragon

"You unfilial son!"

Bajie cursed and roared, "If it's your old man's fault, what does it have to do with us? You're trying to deceive us! You're trying to drown us!"

"It's all for the Primordial Purple Qi!"

Since Jiang Liu killed Zhen Yuanzi, the news that he possessed the last wisp of Primordial Purple Qi had spread throughout the Three Realms and was known to all immortals and Buddhas.

However, those immortals and Buddhas, terrified by the power of that divine manifestation, dared not descend to the mortal realm themselves to fight Jiang Liu in the short term...

Never thought.

But the stable beast dragon attacked him.

"If I obtain that purple aura, I can cultivate into a saint, live as long as heaven and earth, and be as old as the sun and moon, possessing vast magical power and boundless supernatural abilities!"

"Back then!"

"Even immortals and Buddhas must show me respect! I will lead the dragon race to rise again and contend for the position of overlord of the primordial world!"

At this point, Wen Shoulong said to Ba Jing, "You are the Third Prince of the West Sea Dragon, of the same clan as me, and my cousin. You should join me in capturing that monkey, seizing his Primordial Purple Qi, and working with me to revitalize the Dragon Clan!"

"You vile beast! You don't even recognize your own brothers, who would dare to be your relative? Today I will subdue you!"

The Eight Pure Ones rebuked him.

"If that's the case, don't blame me for not showing any mercy!"

With a roar, the Steadfast Beast Dragon summoned its shrimp soldiers and crab generals, who charged towards Jiang Liu and the others in the large red cassock.

"Senior Brother, I am of dragon lineage and naturally adept at water. You all stay on the cassock to defend against those shrimp soldiers and crab generals, while I go and slaughter this ignorant and wretched dragon!"

The Eight Pure Ones, overcome with rage, broke free from the robes and transformed into a jade dragon, leaping upwards across the water.

“Brother Monkey, I can also swim, let’s go help Bajing.”

Bajie plunged into the water and landed on the head of the Eight Pure Dragons, holding a rake and pushing the water forward.

In just a moment.

The two sides were locked in a fierce battle.

It's good to kill!

But we see:

The monk's robe fluttered, and the water rippled.

On the other side, Jiang Liu and his group cheered.

On the other side, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals opened their eyes wide.

The dragon's head is raised high, Pigsy's rake is strong, water nourishes wood and life flourishes.

Shrimp soldiers sway their antennae, crab generals rage with their pincers. The tide of life surges and kidney essence churns.

In Jiang Liu's hand, the Ruyi scepter transforms into a fishing rod, inviting those willing to take the bait and catch red carp. In Shuang Hu's palms, the daggers gleam, their sharpness revealed, and with measured breaths, yellow flounders are caught. Lü Zhen lays down his burdens, wielding the Xuan axe, his mind steady and his spirit calm, securing the fishing grounds.

There was also the Jade-Faced Fox Girl, Xiao Pingping, whose bow was drawn like a crescent moon, her arrows measured and powerful, each strike piercing the heart with its chilling gleam, leaving fish, turtles, and clams nowhere to hide, sinking to their deaths.

In the blink of an eye, all the shrimp soldiers, crab generals, blackfish, and white clams were wiped out by Jiang Liu and his men.

Let's look at the main battlefield.

Bajie and Bajing fought a fierce battle with the dragon beast for a long time, with waves rolling. The two fought for fifty rounds without a clear winner.

Seeing this, Jiang Liu chuckled and shouted, "Wen Shoulong, you've squandered your fortune. If you don't surrender, you'll die!"

That steady beast dragon was not steady. When it saw that all the shrimp soldiers and crab generals had been killed by Jiang Liu and his men on the cassock, leaving only their original fish and shrimp forms, it was so frightened that it revealed its weakness and was bitten on the throat by Ba Jing.

"Roar!"

The dragon roared and struggled desperately, but then Pigsy leaped up and swung his rake downwards.

Click!

The scales on the top of the beast's head were broken, leaving nine holes.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ba Jing broke its neck and grabbed the dragon ball, refining it in an instant.

At this point, with the dragon pearls of the Red-Bearded Dragon, the Little Dragon, the Mirage Dragon, and the Chiwen, plus the dragon pearl he had originally cultivated, Bajing now possesses five dragon pearls!

"What kind of Steadfast Beast Dragon is this? Nothing special! The sons of the Jing River Dragon King are all cowards!" Pigsy said with great pride, dragging the lower half of the Steadfast Beast Dragon onto his cassock.

"Why did you bring this corpse here?"

Pingping slung the bow and arrows at her waist, her eyes filled with confusion.