When Yang Qinglan and the others entered the Mountain and River Map, changes were brewing in the Mortal World.

To deal with the disciples of Heavenly Venerate, Li Changzhou turned around and returned to the riverbed.

Not knowing how many times he had knelt on the ground, the Water Demon murmured, "..."

"[Those who cultivate in the world can generally be divided into the factions of Three Teachings and Immortals, the Orthodox of Heavenly Court, and the Buddhist Sect, as well as the smaller factions like the Three Mountains and Wuzhuang Temple.]" In this period, Guanyin gave Li Changzhou a crash course about the forces of the Primordial World.

"[What am I considered in the Primordial World?]" Li Changzhou asked.

"[The focus of the Three Realms.]" Guanyin said, "[The Primordial World is abundant in essence, as radiant as the sea. A first-class Immortal is also of immortal seed. As long as one does not die prematurely, one is destined to become an Earth Immortal with a lifespan as long as the earth's. However, after Divine Enthronement, the Heavenly Dao changed, making it difficult to become an Immortal, especially a first-class Immortal. Just like Bai Suzhen, a thousand years of cultivation ended up in vain, but you are not only first-class but also a 'Supreme Immortal,' practicing Dual Cultivation, with limitless methods, a figure like Buddha himself.]

Being compared to Buddha by a Bodhisattva truly opened Li Changzhou's eyes.

Looking at Li Changzhou, Guanyin felt reassured, much like one would feel upon seeing the flowers and plants on their balcony thriving healthily, eager to check on it every day, feeling particularly accomplished—Li Changzhou's achievements today also included her credit as Guanyin.

And it wasn't just some small contribution.

Focusing on black mist, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique, the Forbidden Cuff Spell, and so on, Li Changzhou had decided that when Guanyin reincarnated, he would use all his resources to repay her kindness.

As for reincarnating as his child...

"Hmm?"

Li Changzhou looked up, peering through the cave dwelling and the river water towards the river's surface.

"[Tang Seng is crossing the river?]" Guanyin asked.

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While Chen's Manor was pleasant, how could it compare to obtaining the True Scriptures and returning to Nan Zhanbu Continent a day earlier to see Emperor Tang?

Hmm?

Hmm... Tang Seng wasn't just thinking about Emperor Tang; in his heart, there was always a place reserved for Buddha.

Thus, after spending two days at Chen's Manor, he was determined to set out and cross the river.

The Chen brothers offered Money and clothes, but Tang Seng didn't want anything, only taking the leftover food and some steamed buns from that day.

The master and his three disciples once more hurried to the banks of Tongtian River, ready to face the vast river waters that not even Eyes of Golden Flame could see across.

"Master, look, there is a boat!" Sha Seng pointed towards the riverside.

At the shore, dozens of people were boarding. There were four or five boats in total.

After inspecting the passengers, Sun Wukong noticed they were all ordinary people and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Quick! Quick!" Tang Seng was elated. He even forgot to ride The White Dragon Horse, lifting the hem of his monk's robe and walking briskly forward.

"Boatman! Please wait a moment!" He waved his hands as he walked.

"Full! It's full!" The boatman kicked the shore, pushing the boat away from the bank.

By the time the master and his disciples reached the shore, the boat was already more than twenty meters from the bank, and it was drifting farther away.

"What shall we do now!" Tang Seng stamped his feet in dismay.

"Master, it's all this monkey's fault, dragging his feet at the back, empty-handed, and even I, old Bajie, am walking faster than him!" Zhu Bajie immediately chimed in.

The already anxious Tang Seng, incited by Zhu Bajie, began to feel slightly angry with Sun Wukong.

"Wukong, since you have the Cloud Soaring Technique, why didn't you stop the boatman just now!"

"Exactly! Didn't you see how desperate the master was, risking his life to stop the boat!" Zhu Bajie said.

"Yes, big brother," Sha Monk added.

Sun Wukong grabbed Zhu Bajie's ear and said with a smile to Tang Seng:

"Master, as the saying goes, 'Buddha ferries those with destiny.' If we are destined, we could get on that boat without chasing it. And if we aren't... Master, you see, I've been to Western Heaven so many times, and Buddha has never handed me the scriptures. "

"Are you saying that master doesn't have destiny... Ah! Monkey, let go! Let go! My ears, old Bajie's ears!"

Ignoring Bajie's porcine howls, Sun Wukong continued to Tang Seng, "The Bodhisattva Guanyin has decreed that you fetch the scriptures from Western Heaven, master, so naturally, you have destiny. There must be a way to cross this Tongtian River."

Tang Seng's temper somewhat eased.

He nodded and said, "Wukong speaks sense; it's the master who was impatient. Very well, let's wait here. When the next boat comes to shore, let's be the first to board."

He found a rock to sit on and was resolute, even if the next boat wouldn't come until the day after tomorrow, he was prepared to stay and spend the night there.

Sun Wukong's eyes flickered, wondering whether the conspiracy of the Great King of Numinous Power was to have the four disciples stay on that side.

"You wait here, master, and I will make another preparation!"

"What preparation?" Tang Seng asked curiously.

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Since it's the Bodhisattva Guanyin who wants you to go to Western Heaven, naturally we should turn to her for trouble. Master, sit for a while. Bajie, Brother Sha, watch over master. Old Sun will be back shortly."

With that, he let go of Bajie's ear, took out Jingu Bang from his ear, drew a circle on the ground, instructed Tang Seng not to step out, assuring him that he would return within the duration of one cup of tea.

Then he soared on a cloud, tumbling his way towards the South Sea.

The clever monkey would shake people off without a second thought, which was something that Li Changzhou had never anticipated.

Unfortunately, while Sun Wukong thought of the Bodhisattva Guanyin (Guanyin of the South Sea Potalaka Luoga Mountain, the compassionate and merciful 'Numinous Inspiration' Bodhisattva), he didn't realize that the Bodhisattva had gone to the Turquoise Pool.

And at the Turquoise Pool, males were currently not allowed.

If only Tang Seng had come a moment earlier, he might have boarded the boat safely.

With every drink and every peck, the world is full of unpredictable changes, giving Li Changzhou a thrilling feeling of infinite joy in the struggle against both heaven and man.

Not long after Sun Wukong had left, a faint singing voice was heard from the river.

Tang Seng, who was waiting for a boat, heard the sound and immediately looked over.

He saw a small black dot drawing closer, a slightly dark-skinned girl with a slender figure, braided hair, rowing a boat from the other side of the river.

At the bow, a majestic yellow dog stood.

"Woof! Woof!" The yellow dog barked at Tang Seng as if greeting him.

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