The strongest collapse system

Chapter 641 Choice
Wang Fan and his entourage followed the Jinding Immortal into Yuzhen Temple, and after eating the fast meal, they burned incense and took a bath, and rested there.

On the second day, Tang Seng put on a brocade cassock, put on a Pilu hat, and held a tin staff with nine rings. After bidding farewell to the Jinding Immortal, he slowly walked towards the top of Lingshan Mountain.

After climbing Lingshan and walking for five or six miles, I saw a stream of flowing water, about eight or nine miles wide, with no people around.

"Could it be that the Great Immortal Jinding pointed the wrong way? The water is so wide and turbulent, and there are no boats, how can we cross it?" Tang Seng asked in surprise.

"Master, it's a mistake. Isn't there a bridge over there?" Monk Sha pointed his hand and said with a smile.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and there was indeed a single-plank bridge over there, passing across the sky, connecting the two banks. There was a wooden plaque on the bridge with the words "Lingyundu" written on it.

"This bridge is not for people to walk on!" Tang Monk was frightened.

"This bridge is not made by pigs!" Zhu Bajie immediately echoed, "The water surface is so wide, and there is only one piece of wood, which is thin and slippery. How can I go? Why don't I ride the clouds over!"

After speaking, he mobilized his mana, soared into the clouds, and flew towards the other side of the river.

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A surprising thing happened. Seeing that Zhu Bajie was about to reach the other side, he disappeared the moment he was about to land on the other side, and appeared on the first side.

"What's going on?" Zhu Bajie was puzzled.

He tried several times, but the result was the same, so he gave up.

Wang Fan did not try the technique of soaring clouds, but when Zhu Bajie was riding the clouds, he exercised his mind with all his strength, felt it carefully, and gained some understanding.

"There is a big formation around here, and it is impossible to get through it with magical powers." Wang Fan's heart was shaken, "This big formation has clearly involved the Dao of space, and I don't know who set it up, but the Tathagata Buddha?"

After arriving at Lingshan, Wang Fan felt several powerful auras, one of which was the Tathagata Buddha whom he met once more than 500 years ago.

But there are several other auras that are not inferior to the Tathagata, and are unfathomable.

"Let's go over this bridge." Wang Fan said, and took the lead on the single-plank bridge.

After getting on the bridge, a wave of fluctuation came, invisible and invisible. Wang Fan suddenly realized that the golden core in his body had become silent, and the magic power in his body was like stagnant water, which was difficult to stimulate.

Wang Fan calmed down and continued walking.

After walking for a while, he felt relieved.

This is a real single-plank bridge, thin and long, no more than a foot wide, and it is unknown what kind of tree it is, and there is no sign of decay.

This bridge does not have the aura of precious light, and because of the large waves on the water surface, the bridge is contaminated with water vapor, wet and slippery, making it very difficult to walk.

But for Wang Fan, it was simple.

Although the mana and supernatural powers cannot be used, the powerful physical body cultivated is still there, and the foundation of martial arts is solid. It is extremely easy for Wang Fan to walk on the single-plank bridge that is difficult for ordinary people.

The eighty-nine-mile bridge body has been crossed in a moment.

"This bridge is easy to walk, let's go on the bridge!" Wang Fan advised Tang Seng as he walked back to Tang Seng's place along the single-plank bridge.

Tang Seng shook his head again and again, but refused.

Wang Fan looked at Zhu Bajie again.

"Difficult, difficult, difficult!" Zhu Bajie's eyes flashed with fear, and he dared not go on the bridge no matter what.

Wang Fan tried to persuade him several times, but Bajie still refused.He looked at Monk Sha again, who was also shaking his head.

"Master, follow me to the bridge, and I will protect you!" Wang Fan finally looked at Tang Seng.

"General Wang, I'm afraid it's not right." Tang Seng looked at the swell of the water, and then at the single-plank bridge in the distance, feeling fearful in his heart, "Let's wait, there might be a ferry coming."

"Master, are you really not going to the bridge?" Wang Fan sighed and asked again.

"This bridge is really difficult to get on, let's think of other ways...Look, there is a ferry coming over there!" Tang Seng avoided Wang Fan's gaze, and suddenly his eyes lit up, looking downstream on the water.

There was a man coming upstream in a small boat.

"Get on the boat, get on the boat." The ferryman leaned the boat to the shore and greeted the shore.

When Tang Seng saw a boat coming, he was very happy at first, but when the boat came to the shore and took a closer look, he was shocked: "Why is it a broken boat with no bottom?"

"Although this boat has no bottom, it is stable, and it will not capsize if there is always a storm!" The boatman laughed.

Tang Seng hesitated immediately.

At this moment, Wang Fan stood on the bridge and said loudly: "The mage still walks on this bridge, and I will protect you!"

Tang Seng looked over, thought for a while, and made a decision.

He slowly stepped onto the bottomless boat.

"It's a pity!" Seeing this scene, Wang Fan sighed in his heart, and he ignored Tang Seng, his master and his disciples, turned around and walked on the single-plank bridge again, and walked straight to the opposite bank.

This bridge is the other shore bridge, which is the bridge to the other shore.

Anyone who comes to Lingyun Ferry can choose to reach the other shore with his own strength, or he can wait for the ferry boat and be taken across the river by the boatman.

The people on the boat are escorting Buddha, also known as Nanwu Baozhuan Guangwang Buddha, who are specially here to guide people to Daleiyin Temple to pay homage to Buddha Tathagata.

Neither is better or worse, it's just a matter of personal choice.

Wang Fan chose to board the bridge to cross the shore, while Tang Seng, his master and his disciples took a boat, as if it was a preordained fate from the beginning.

Tang Seng boarded the bottomless boat, guided the Buddha to push the boat away, and rowed towards the opposite bank.

The wind and waves became fiercer, and the bottomless boat began to shake. Tang Seng couldn't stand firmly, and fell into the water with a plop.

"Help, help! Bajie...Wujing...General Wang..."

Tang Seng struggled in the water, and sank into the water after a while, without his shadow.

Ba Jie and Sand Monk watched their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, and turned a deaf ear, as if they didn't see this scene at all.The punters are still punting, not too fast or too slow.

After an incense burn, the boatman stopped and said with a smile, "Pull your master up!"

As soon as the words fell, Tang Seng's body floated up from the water. Zhu Bajie and Sha Monk bent down together and dragged him out of the water.

"Almost drowned me." Tang Seng got on the boat, shook his clothes, stomped his feet, and smiled at the punter.

"There are so many people drowned in the world of bitterness!" The boatman laughed, and then his fingers flowed upwards, "Isn't it you who drowned over there?"

Then I saw a dead body floating down the upper stream, wearing a brocade cassock and a Pilu hat, with a pale face, but it looked exactly like Tang Seng.

Tang Seng on the boat was slightly taken aback when he saw it, and then responded with a smile: "What the Buddha said is that I was the one who drowned."

When Bajie and Sand Monk saw it, they also clapped their hands and laughed: "It's Master!"

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Wang Fan, who was walking on the single-plank bridge, heard a burst of laughter, stopped, turned and looked back, and looked at the bottomless boat in the distance. A light flashed in his eyes, carrying a strong chill.

(End of this chapter)