Sha Wujing, who was once the general of the heavenly court, was demoted to mortal because he accidentally broke a glass cup. Not only did he become a goblin in this quicksand river, but he also had to endure the pain of ten thousand swords piercing his heart every day.

Piercing the heart with a divine sword 10,000 times, although it does not cause death, it is better to live than to die.

Ten thousand swords pierced the heart, which lasted for more than an hour, and at the end of the moment, the chains that bound Sha Wujing turned into nothingness and fled, and his body fell into the quicksand at the bottom of the river.

The empty eyes were full of coldness and despair.

This Sha Wujing is definitely the worst one in the five-person team of Journey to the West.

But in the next moment, I saw Sha Wujing, who was trapped in the quicksand, moved his fingertips, slowly stepped forward and reached out, grabbing a handful of mud and sand. Muddy sand flowed down between his fingers, leaving a fragment of glass in his hand.

The fragment was extremely tiny and glowing with colorful luster, but it gave Sha Wujing's empty eyes a little more eagerness.

The corners of his mouth went up, bitter with joy,

"The 1769th ......"

As if he had found a treasure, he carefully put this small fragment into a purse hanging from his waist.

"Alas......"

Seeing this, Jiang Chen sighed lightly.

This subtle voice aroused Sha Wujing's vigilance,

"You thief who wants to snatch my glass cup hasn't left yet, give me death!"

He sat up as if he was dying and sick, and he was trying to pull out the mountain and cover the world. With a wave of his big hand, a Zen staff appeared out of thin air, and his heavy body burst out of the quicksand, rising into the sky, and killing Jiang Chen.

Now he is extremely obsessed.

Not long ago, Guanyin Bodhisattva and Muzha came here, and they also fought with him first, and after surrendering, they lit him again.

Seeing Sha Wujing coming, Jiang Chen stood on the sky with his hands in his hands, and a large area of fire appeared around him.

"Samadhi is really hot!"

Rumble!

The divine fire swept over, like a fire dragon, lying across the quicksand river, and under Jiang Chen's control, it swooped down.

Sha Wujing lifted a waterspout to contend with the true fire of Samadhi.

Snort!

For a while, the river dispersed into a large area of mist, and Sha Wujing was directly exposed to the true fire of Samadhi.

The dragon roared and pounced.

"Evil Barrier, look at the power of my Demon Scepter!"

Sha Wujing burst into a shout, waved the Zen staff in his hand, and hit the fire dragon.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Sha Wujing flew out directly, and the Demon Subduing True Staff also flew out of his hand.

Under this extreme impact, the purse hanging from his waist was scorched by the divine fire and instantly turned into ashes. The more than 1,000 pieces of glazed jars contained in it are like colorful smoke and sand, scattered on the quicksand river.

At that moment, Sha Wujing went crazy.

His eyes were red, and he stretched out his hands as he tried to grasp the fragments. But all this was in vain, and he could only watch as the fragments of the glass cup he had collected for five hundred years scattered, and he could not do anything about it.

For him, since he was demoted to mortal and suffered the first time he was pierced by ten thousand swords, the former general of the shutter had already died.

Until—

A triage apologetic Jialan told him that the fragments of the glass jar that he had broken were scattered in the quicksand river. If you can find all the pieces and put them back together, you can return to Heaven and become a rolling shutter general.

Therefore, looking for the fragments of the glass cup every day has become the only light yearning in his heart in the boundless darkness.

However, this yearning was wiped out at this moment.

"Ah, my glass, glass......"

He trembled and roared, tears falling uncontrollably, mingling into the murky waters.

In the end, he fixed his gaze and locked on Jiang Chen, who was above the sky.

Then, he got up slowly, looked at his figure from afar, and said coldly: "I know you, you are the righteous god of the Three Realms Water Department who has recently become famous, and you have been named the Three Realms Scattered Immortal by the Great Heavenly Venerable, and your status is high. In your eyes, I am like a dog kicked out of the door by my owner, very humble. ”

"Fortunately, Heavenly Court did not give up on me, they threw me a bone and showed me a way back to Heavenly Court. But why do you ...... Why did you take away the only bone of my dog, just to see my desperate appearance? ”

"You have destroyed my glass cup and cut off my way back to heaven, I ...... I'm going to destroy you too! ”

After that, Sha Wujing raised his hand high, and the Demon Scepter that fell into the quicksand river was inspired to fly and fell into his palm.

Those blue eyes, glowing with hideous blood-colored light at the moment, the nine skulls hanging on the chest, and the empty eye sockets also released blood similar to Sha Wujing.

He was furious.

The face-to-face confrontation just now let him know that he was not Jiang Chen's opponent. But at this moment, he still shot with all his might.

For him, a tomorrow without looking forward to, perhaps death, is also a relief.

But before he can be liberated, he still has to make this Three Realms Water Department Righteous God who has cut off all hope for him to pay!

"Kill!"

In the roar, Sha Wujing's figure holding the True Scepter of Demon Suppression rose into the sky, his eyes full of determination and killing intent.

This time, Jiang Chen didn't fight back, nor did he dodge. Instead, he took out a cup with a colorful luster from his sleeve - a glass cup.

A complete glass jar!

Scold!

The Demon Slaying True Treasure Staff cut through the Gangfeng and stopped less than a foot away from Jiang Chen's face.

At this moment, Sha Wujing's eyes changed again.

The thing in Jiang Chen's hand was the beginning of Sha Wujing's nightmare, and it was also the only light in his heart for five hundred years.

He dropped his staff, his hands trembling, and slowly reached for the glass cup.

When he held the glass cup in his hand, his face was full of irrepressible excitement, and two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.

This is different from the bitter tears that preceded it, which were tears of excitement and joy.

But in the next moment, a golden light suddenly appeared from Sha Wujing's hands, completely shattering the glass jar, turning into colorful smoke and sand, and dissipating on this quicksand river.

As before, it disperses with the wind and cannot be caught.

"This ...... It's ......"

Sha Wujing was stunned.

This scene is extremely similar to everything that happened in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall five hundred years ago.

At the beginning, the glass cup was shattered in his hands as it is now.

Everyone's accusations, the anger of the Great Heavenly Venerable, the sighs and persuasions of Guanyin Bodhisattva. All of this made him forget the facts and willingly believe the so-called truth in the eyes of others.

"The glass cup was not broken by me at all, why should I suffer like this!"

"Great God, did you see, this is not broken by me at all. Five hundred years ago, just like the one just now, the glass jar was reduced to pieces in the golden light. ”

"You must testify for me and explain the reason to the Great Heavenly Venerable......"

Sha Wujing knelt in mid-air and cried out to Jiang Chen.

At this moment, he is like a helpless child, his eyes are full of despair and confusion.

Jiang Chen stood in front of him, with a solemn expression, and said loudly: "Sha Wujing, don't you still understand what has happened?" All of this is a certainty. It is fate for you to break the glass cup, and you are destined to be unable to put the glass cup together, and devoting yourself to the westward journey is your only way out, and you can't escape! ”

"You will eventually be a pawn in the great cause of the Journey to the West, under the manipulation of Buddhism, you will complete the Journey to the West, and become a tool for the saints to harvest merits. Now that you are in the game, you will not be able to escape, you will not be able to leave, you can only move forward step by step and complete your own redemption......"

Jiang Chen's words involved the heavenly machine, and the words were like thunder, and for Sha Wujing, it was like a fairy sound.

Let it clear the clouds and see the sun, and the mouth will be opened.

Sha Wujing gradually became calm, and there was no attachment in his eyes.

"You mean...... Salvation? ”

He said.

Jiang Chen nodded, took out another glass cup, wrapped it in a piece of cloth, and handed it to Sha Wujing.

"Don't hate Da Tianzun, he knows everything, but the way of heaven is difficult to disobey, you and Marshal Tianpeng are the pain in his heart. You carry this glass cup with you, and you will use it in the future, as long as your hands do not directly touch this glass cup, it will not break. ”

"Your master and brothers have also known their destiny, and this journey to the west will eventually deviate from the established plan. You can act on the opportunity to finally complete your own salvation. ”

"After all, the way to go, has to go. But at the very least, we can choose how to go about it and which way to go. ”

Before the words fell, Jiang Chen's figure had disappeared.

Above the quicksand river, his voice still echoed.

Sha Wujing stood on the water, between the empty heaven and earth, as if there was only that lonely figure.

He was silent for a long time, then slowly raised his head and looked at the sky,

"Even if the end is already doomed, I at least, I have to find a way to redeem myself......"

Sha Wujing muttered, glanced down at the glass cup in the baggage, and escaped into the quicksand river.

On the quicksand river, the turbid waves are raging, and everything is as usual, as if nothing has happened.

……

Jiang Chen left the quicksand river, performed the Emperor River Flashing Technique, and came to the Eagle Sorrow Stream.

Ao Ling was already waiting here.

"Told your brother everything?"

Jiang Chen touched Ao Ling's little head and said.

Ao Ling hummed softly and nodded.

Jiang Chen looked at the eagle stream on the side,

"Ao Lie, why don't you come out to meet?"

Ao Ling wrinkled his little nose and said:

"My brother said that since he is the one who should be robbed, it is better not to have anything to do with him. Therefore, after only hastily manifesting once, he retracted into the eagle's sorrowful stream and spoke to me in the air. ”

"He also asked me to tell my uncle that you were willing to tell him the truth and take me with you to take care of me. If you have the opportunity to get rid of the killing and robbery in the future, you must go to Jinghe Shuifu to serve your uncle. ”

This Ao Lie is a reasonable and warm man who thinks about others, no wonder Xiao Ao Ling cares about him so much.

It's just that after seeing my brother, I changed my name to myself, what does it mean?

"Little Ao Ling, what should you call me?"

Jiang Chen pinched her little nose and said with a smile.

"Ah, uncle...... Master...... Brother! ”

Ao Ling hurriedly said.

At this moment, under the eagle stream, a loud dragon groan,

"Ao Lie thanks his uncle for his great kindness, now that he knows the heavenly opportunity, he should act when he sees the opportunity. Inform my uncle of everything on the way to the west. ”

"The great cause of Journey to the West will be under control!"

Accompanied by Ao Lie's voice, the system's prompt sounded:

[Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for completing the 'My Journey to the West, I am the master' story task, and get the reward: five million years of cultivation, innate treasures: Zhu Xian Sword, Killing Immortal Sword, Trapping Immortal Sword, and Absolute Immortal Sword. Heavenly Killing Treasure Fragment: God-killing Spear (Spear Head)】

Tsk, that's how it feels, it's cool!