From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Therefore, as a monk from the highest caste in India, and one who had truly mastered the arts of mind reading, immobilization, and healing, who in the entire city would dare to disrespect him?

Is this the last reason?

The changes on the Ganges had already spread far and wide, and it is human nature to watch the excitement, so Indians were no exception.

Seeing that the crowd had gathered, Jiang Liu immediately ordered Mohaji to give the order to lay a large waterproof cloth in the middle of the river.

Mohaji placed one hand on his temple and transmitted his thoughts through telepathy.

In an instant.

Two helicopters carried a massive waterproof sheet, nearly 500 meters long and about 150 meters wide, up from Varanasi and covered the dried-up Ganges River channel.

People in both cities threw their fruits, vegetables, and grains onto the tarpaulin.

The politicians and businessmen of the higher castes immediately argued when they saw that their carefully prepared food was to be mixed with the coarse grains of the lower castes.

Fortunately, Mohaji used telepathy to warn them not to do anything reckless, otherwise who knows what kind of conflict might have arisen.

When the lower castes saw the fine food prepared by the Brahmins and Kshatriyas mixed together with their own unprocessed vegetables, some of which were even whole vegetables pulled directly from the garden, a subtle feeling arose in their hearts—at this moment, the higher castes seemed not so different from them.

In the blink of an eye.

Three hours passed quietly.

Several undulating mountains of food had already piled up on the tarpaulin, reflecting a colorful but not dazzling luster under the searchlight of the helicopter overhead, which was quite spectacular.

"It's your turn!"

Jiang Liu patted Mu Mu on the head, and Mu Mu jumped into the river and landed on the waterproof cloth. To everyone's astonishment, he opened his mouth wide, took a small inhale, and swallowed a small mountain of food. His already ten-meter-long body also grew to twenty meters!

# Chapter 947 A Road to Heaven is Forged

The Wood Mother entered the riverbed, walking on the waterproof cloth. With a single suck, half a ton of flowers and fruits were lost to the west; with an open mouth, a thousand catties of miscellaneous grains were consumed to the east. That long mouth was like a bottomless pit, no matter how many flowers and fruits formed a slope or how many miscellaneous grains piled up, it was all eaten clean by her.

It is:

Long snout, short hair, plump and strong, diligently cultivating the seedlings in its heart. Black skin, golden eyes, clear ambition; large ears flapping like banana leaves. The wood is firmly planted on the earth, ensuring its eternal stability; its appearance surpasses even an iron cage.

The nasal sounds of the flute are accompanied by a guttural whine.

Its hooves are four feet tall, and its mane and spear are hundreds of feet long. Previously, one had only seen fat pigs and boars in the human world; today, one witnesses the liver-shaped wooden boar demon. Those who see it exclaim in awe, marveling at the great supernatural powers of the Wood Mother!

But then the wooden mother finished eating, looked at the iron can next to Lu Jin, took a breath, and swallowed it whole.

Then, the wooden mother sank her four hooves deep into the mud, using her snout to push forward. Garbage, bones, and waste clung to her skin and instantly merged into her body, becoming one with her.

Residents on both sides of the strait watched intently, exclaiming in amazement and delight.

Where the Mother of the Woods walked, wisps of water accumulated under her feet, as if they appeared out of thin air.

It is the water of the Ganges!

"How is this going?"

Seeing the flowing water, Xiaoyu was quite puzzled and asked Jiang Liu about it.

There are two reasons.

Jiang Liu raised his first finger, looking towards the upper reaches of the Ganges, and said with a smile, "The Riktajeba Sutra only drained the Ganges' water, but it didn't drain its source. The Allegheny and Parjileti rivers still flow this way, but it will take at least a month for the water to accumulate again."

in short.

The reason why the Ganges River appears to be dry is simply a mathematical problem of "filling a pool with water on one side and draining water from the bottom on the other." However, thanks to the influence of the Reikta Jnpa, the speed of "draining water from the bottom" is tens of thousands of times faster than the speed of filling water!

That's why the river dried up so quickly.

"The remaining reason is that the wooden sow is so large that its movement and rooting in the riverbed disrupts the stability of the other space created by the connection between the Riktajeba Sutra and the Zhou Qi Bureau, causing the water in it to be slowly released."

As Jiang Liu raised his second finger, the river water in the passage arched out by the wooden mother increased and rose at a visible speed. "In this way, there is no need to find the Riktajeba Sutra... nor to worry that the sutra will drain the Ganges River again after this. It will also be integrated into the wooden mother's temporary body and react with the sulfuric acid it swallowed before, thus no longer having any effect."

"That's it! Silver can react chemically with sulfuric acid when heated!"

自小玉定了心，学习成绩亦是不俗，随口便道出了银与浓硫酸的反应方程式：2Ag+2H2SO4→ Ag2SO4+SO2↑+2H2O

"However, it seems that the reaction only occurs under heated conditions?"

"The heat generated by such a massive body during movement is enough to cause a reaction between the two," Jiang Liu said with a calm smile.

He glanced at the wooden mother again, then asked Mohaji, who was still dumbfounded beside him, "I'll trouble you to look after this place, sir."

It was late at night, so we decided to go get some food.

It will take Mumu about two or three days to completely clear the riverbed and restore the Ganges' water level. The residents shouldn't just stand there watching; if they're so inclined, they can simply place some fruits, vegetables, and grains on both banks in front of her in the next two days.

Mohaji had completely come to regard Jiang Liu as a Buddha descended to earth, and immediately personally escorted them back to the hotel before relaying Jiang Liu's instructions.

Because it was late at night, some people had children, some had elderly relatives, and some had to rush to finish work the next day. No matter how reluctant they were, they had to go home to rest.

The remaining two or three thousand people followed behind Mu Mu on both banks.

Or kowtow!

Or a pilgrimage!

Hearing that the divine pig also needs to eat, those with vehicles, whether trucks or bicycles, quickly turned back to prepare fruits and vegetables or start a fire to cook.

Those who walk will go to nearby supermarkets or stalls to make purchases.

By the time the meal was prepared and the shopping was completed, Mu Mu had already walked more than thirty li; by the time the meal was loaded onto the cart, Mu Mu had walked another thirty li; by the time the cart caught up with and moved ahead of Mu Mu, she had walked nearly forty li.

In this round trip, they actually traveled more than a hundred miles.

Upon seeing the fruits, vegetables, and rice on both sides of the strait, Mu Mu's mouth watered. She raised her long beak, opened her mouth wide, and sucked all the fruits and vegetables into her mouth, swallowing them whole and eating them clean.

Two days later, after walking nearly 300 miles, Mu Mu stopped to rest. Behind her, she saw a vast expanse of blue river water, reflecting the bright sun and warming her body and soul.

After that, the Wood Mother closed her eyes, her four hooves went weak, and she collapsed into the Ganges River, without a sound. Her flesh turned into a stone mountain, covering the surface of the Ganges River, with only her head and two fangs protruding from the water with a skyward force.

"Divine Pig!"

"The divine pig is dead!"

"..."

The followers were horrified.

I don't know.

The Wood Mother has returned to the Jiangliu Liver Wood position, and that "physical body" has absorbed so much filth, which comes from magical materials. How can it continue to live?

It naturally merged with it, transforming into a stubborn rock.

"Thank you for your help!"

Mohaji led his disciples to the inn and thanked Jiang Liu again.

"No need to thank me, it's just an equal exchange. I help you clean up the filth in the Ganges, and my mother gets to enjoy the fruits, vegetables and grains unique to India. It's a good deal."

Jiang Liu smiled and looked at the azure waters of the Ganges. He said to Mohaji, “When the Ganges is no longer murky and people’s spiritual practice is no longer limited to faith and worship, that will be the moment when you truly attain Buddhahood.”

Upon hearing this, Mohaji was first taken aback, then became excited, because the waters of the Ganges had been cleansed by the Buddha before him!

But the moment Mohaji looked back at the Ganges, the excitement in his eyes quietly faded—

The believers went to wash in the river as usual...

Sewage is still being discharged from the sewer pipes on both sides of the river...

Residents are still dumping garbage into the Ganges...

It seems that it's only a matter of time before the Ganges River becomes murky again.

"Buddha···"

When Mohaji came to his senses and was about to ask Jiang Liu for a solution, he discovered that Jiang Liu had already disappeared.

Lu Jin, Duanmu Ying, Chen Long, and Xiao Yu have also disappeared without a trace.

It's as if—

They never appeared on this land.

Looking at the Ganges, which was much clearer than usual, Mohaji took a deep breath, made up his mind, and said to his disciples, "We can no longer practice asceticism as before! The clarity of the Ganges is only temporary. If people continue to squander it as before, the Buddha will not give us a second chance!"

And what about the river?

He intended to call Sheriff Black to announce the mission's end, but then suddenly remembered something and called everyone back to the secret base at the Chang family manor.

After passing through the passage and opening the cell door, they found Agent Tagg, who had been starving for two days.

"Clones?"

Bound hand and foot, without a drop of water for two days, with sunken cheeks and unfocused eyes, Agent Tag himself forced himself to stand up straight, but still managed to make out the faces of Jiang Liu and his group, and tentatively asked.

"Sorry, you guessed wrong, we are the genuine article!"

Lu Jin stepped forward, untied the ropes binding Agent Tagg, helped him up, and left the Chang family manor with the others...

# Chapter 948 Heading to the New Divine Land

"...That's roughly how it happened. Thanks to my bravery and fearlessness, I was able to eliminate the Barcelona team."

On the helicopter.

Under Xiaoyu's speechless gaze, Agent Tagg spoke eloquently to Sheriff Black, describing how he discovered Basa Chang's conspiracy, contacted Jiang Liu and his group, and dealt with Basa Chang, his army of mages, and the clones.

"Truly worthy of being called a legendary agent!"

Sheriff Blake, however, truly believed it and kept praising it.

Lu Jin: "→_→"

Duanmu Ying: "→_→"

Agent Tagg?

Sometimes, they really wondered how a guy like Taggs could become an agent, let alone the strongest agent in Section 13.

Could it be that they used connections to get in?