The river was churning, and a huge turtle emerged from the Tongtian River.

When he arrived at the shore, he transformed into a balding old man with a white beard.

"I'm Cao, are there really monsters?"

"And it doesn't look like it's strong."

"Where did the monster come from, don't want to hurt my master, eat my old pig rake!"

Seeing this, Bajie raised the nail rake and built it towards the old turtle.

It was too late, but it was too fast, and at the moment when the nail rake fell, an iron rod appeared out of thin air like a swimming dragon and erected the nail rake.

With a slight pick, Bajie flew out directly upside down along with the nail rake.

"Oh, you plagued monkey, don't help the old pig, help the monster!"

Bajie got up in embarrassment, touched his buttocks, and pointed at Sun Wukong is scolding.

Sun Wukong smiled,

"You rammer, you're talking nonsense, this old man doesn't have the slightest demonic energy, where is the monster."

"Moreover, you are lazy to eat and do things on weekdays, and you see that the monster hides farther than anyone else, why did you change sex today?"

"Could it be that he saw that this old man was weak, so he made a move to ask the master for credit?"

Before the words fell, Sun Wukong grabbed Bajie's ear and said with a smile.

"Oh, Master, Brother Monkey is with you, save me!"

Bajie exclaimed in pain.

Tang Sanzang glanced at the two of them, and said helplessly: "You two brothers don't want to mess around, let's see what kind of reputation this old turtle is doing." ”

Between the words, Tang Sanzang walked in front of the old turtle.

The old turtle was about to speak, when he suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

In his eyes, although this Tang Sanzang was a mortal, he had an extraordinary momentum hidden in his body.

Also, it's a little familiar, as if I've felt it somewhere.

"It is worthy of being a monk who subdues demons and destroys demons, although he is an ordinary man, he has such an otherworldly temperament."

"Perhaps, he is really like the legend, he can help me drive away the demons and return my water mansion."

The old turtle said secretly in his heart.

Ever since he reported the situation of this Tongtian River to Jiang Chen, he turned back to the Tongtian River, hiding in the shadows, waiting day and night.

But left and right, only waited for a Chenjiazhuang to evaporate on the spot, but never waited for the inspiration king to be punished.

In desperation, he could only pin his hopes on Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice.

At this moment, facing Tang Sanzang, he made a mockery and said respectfully: "The little god is the river god of the Heavenly River, and he has been waiting for the holy monk here for a long time......

"River God?"

Tang Sanzang raised his eyebrows, how could this plot be a little different from what Jiang Chen had told him before?

However, thinking about it, Tang Sanzang still folded his hands and saluted him back,

"Amitabha, I don't know if the river god has appeared, what advice do you have?"

"I don't dare to give advice, the little god wants to ask the holy monk for help......"

As soon as the river god spoke, there were waves again in the Tongtian River behind him.

I saw that the waves on the wide river were turbulent, and a large group of demon soldiers appeared, led by a red-faced fanged person and wearing golden armor, which was quite terrifying.

It was the King of Inspiration who led the demon soldiers to come.

Seeing this, the old turtle couldn't help but look afraid,

"Holy monk help, holy monk help, that's a monster!"

On the side, Sun Wukong also let go of Bajie and picked up the iron rod and came over.

"The way this monster appears seems to be different from what Brother Jiang Chen said to me, it stands to reason that there should be a Chen Jiazhuang over there, ......"

Sun Wukong said secretly in his heart.

Anyway, new yokai have appeared, how can they stagnate!

As long as this demon dares to make a move, he promises to let this demon king and his little demon spiral to heaven on the spot!

At this moment, the demon king said loudly: "Whoever comes, but the holy monk of the Tang Dynasty? ”

"Exactly!"

Tang Sanzang responded.

"Uh......" The demon king paused, looked around, and continued: "I have heard the name of the prince for a long time, and I have the honor to meet today......

Hearing this, Sun Wukong became a little impatient,

"You monster don't want to talk nonsense, now is not the time to make a fool of yourself."

"Now that you know my master's name, why don't you quickly capture it and send us across the river!"

Between the words, he had already tightened his grip on the golden rod, ready to fight with all his might.

But the next moment, the King of Inspiration suddenly smiled and said: "This is the great apprentice of the Tang Dynasty Holy Monk, the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace back then, look up to it for a long time!" ”

"The great sage's feats back then, the prestige of my demon clan, and the little demon often heard about the great sage's brave deeds. Every time I hear it, I am like thunder, refreshed, and panicked! ”

"It stands to reason that the great sage and the holy monk for the sake of the common people in the world, enter the calamity, and take the Western Scripture, which is a matter of immeasurable merit, and the little demon should not stop the footsteps of the gods and monks and let the way go. It's just that the Mandate of Heaven dictates that Buddhism is ruthless, so the little demon is stationed in the Tongtian River and blocks the way of the monks. ”

"If you directly let the monks pass like this, the little demon will go back, it's really hard to explain......

The Inspiration King said embarrassedly.

"Oh? After all this nonsense, do you still have to fight with my grandson? ”

Sun Wukong grinned, with a pair of fiery eyes, full of fighting spirit.

As soon as these words came out, the King of Inspiration hurriedly said: "Don't misunderstand Sun Dasheng, the little demon doesn't have such thoughts, but if it's too late today, I want to invite you to come to my Tongtian River Mansion to rest." If you adapt, and stay for a few days, let the little demon do the friendship of the landlord. ”

Between the words, the King of Inspiration waved his hand, and the demon soldiers behind him dispersed, set up a welcoming array, and raised a red flag: Welcome the gods and monks who have traveled west to learn scriptures to come to Tongtian River!

On the wide river surface, hundreds of zhang of flags flutter in the wind, and several gilded characters are particularly conspicuous.

This kind of battle is really shocking.

"What kind of trick is this monster playing?"

As the saying goes, raise your hand and don't hit a smiling person.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong suddenly lost his mind.

He could only turn his gaze and look at Tang Sanzang.

On the side, the old turtle saw this, and his face changed directly.

"Holy monk, he is a monster, a monster who does a lot of evil and is full of evil. This is just a few tricks he uses, and the holy monk must not be fooled! ”

The old turtle hurriedly said.

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he immediately waved his hand,

"Such a little trick, can An hide the discerning eyes of the poor monk?"

Between the words, full of confidence.

His performance made the old turtle breathe a sigh of relief.

When the King of Inspiration noticed the old turtle, his eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of ruthlessness, and he secretly said in his heart: "Damn, how can this old thing still be alive, those demon soldiers, aren't they all buried in his hands?" ”

"But, with his strength, that's impossible!"

However, it had come to this point, and he didn't have time to think about it.

"Holy monk, don't listen to that old thing's nonsense, he has a grudge with the little demon, this speech is slanderous and slanderous against the little demon!"

"The little demon is sincerely invited this time, and a banquet has already been set up in the water mansion, and there are beauties singing and dancing to help the fun, full of sincerity!"

"The rumors stop at the wise, and I hope that the holy monk will not listen to the slander of that old guy and believe in the little demon!"

The Inspiration King said with a sincere gaze.

As soon as these words came out, the old turtle couldn't help but sneer,

"Hmph, you wicked, don't talk about it, the holy monk is a monk, how can he be shaken by what you said."

"Is the little god right, holy monk?"

But before the old turtle's words fell, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

I saw Tang Sanzang's expression strange, and the corners of his mouth went up,

"It's rare that you, a monster, are so sincere, and it doesn't hurt for the poor monk to take a look."

"It doesn't matter if it's a banshee or not, the poor monk just wants to see what tricks this monster is playing......"