Journey to the West: The beginning is a million-year cultivation base

You can't see Zhu Bajie's appearance at all.

However, this clay figurine also has a long mouth and wide ears.

Tang Sanzang said in shock: "Wukong, hurry up, kill him. Mud monster!"

"Don't hit! Master, senior brother, I'm Bajie!" Zhu Bajie said hastily.

Tang Sanzang: "Ah? Are you Bajie?"

Zhu Bajie: "Yes! My Bajie! Bah, bah, bah..."

He spat out several mouthfuls, but there was still mud in his mouth.

Make a wish: "Master, Bajie is poohing in the face!"

Tang Sanzang: "Bajie, are you floating?"

Zhu Bajie: "..."

"Master, I misunderstood! My old pig's mouth is full of mud, and I'm spitting mud, not to pooh you!"

After explaining, Zhu Bajie watched and made a wish.

The whole body is mud, only two eyeballs are white.

"Brother Monkey, are you cheating on me? My old pig got stuck right away."

Make a wish: "Can this be my fault? Blame yourself for being too fat, okay? It's so heavy, it's no wonder it doesn't sink!"

Zhu Bajie: "Ah..."

In fact, even if Zhu Bajie is as light as a feather, he will still sink to the bottom of the quicksand river.

Because, no matter how light he is, it is impossible for him to weigh less than a goose feather.

In quicksand rivers, even goose feathers cannot float.

However, the key is not in the river, but in the bottom of the river.

Zhu Bajie was complained too much by the wish, and he was very unconvinced.

"I'm heavy? Then go down and try!"

Make a wish: "Okay, so that Master can cross the river as soon as possible. My grandson will try."

Wishing to find a long bamboo pole, throw it down.

The bottom of the river is full of mud.

In an instant, the bamboo pole sank into the mud.

Zhu Bajie was dissatisfied and said: "My old pig is always trying his own way, what effect can you throw a bamboo pole?"

Make a wish and smiled: "Idiot, don't you just want to see my grandson get embarrassed? My grandson won't go down, how about it?"

Zhu Bajie became anxious and said, "Brother Hou, if you don't go down, we won't be able to cross this river. The mud is too deep, and my old pig didn't even sink to the bottom."

Make a wish: "Then how about you go down again and sink to the bottom to see?"

Zhu Bajie: "No way. My old pig will never go down again."

Tang Sanzang: "Wukong, what should we do?"

Make a wish: "Master, don't panic, my grandson will go down and find out."

Whoosh!

Wishing also jumped into the bottom of the river.

"Whoosh..."

The wind howled in my ears.

"Golden Bell Jar!"

Make a wish and prepare in advance, directly opening the magic power of the golden bell cover.

A small river of quicksand made Wishing very wary, and he directly kept himself at the peak state of the late Tianzun class.

Gently fell onto the silt of the quicksand river.

Make a wish to feel a suction force coming from below.

This suction is very obvious.

Make a wish without resisting, let yourself sink.

However, the wishing heart calculates the depth of the sinking.

One foot!

ten feet!

One mile!

ten miles.

hundred miles.

As time slowly passed, the wish sank directly to Bailidi.

Down below, it was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers.

As the distance deepens, the pressure of the surrounding silt increases.

However, for wishing, these pressures are not a threat to him.

It's just that the more you sink, the more frightened you are when you make a wish.

Because, that suction force is becoming more and more obvious.

Not only is his body sucked, but his soul is also sucked.

"What is it?"

Make a wish to cheer up and continue to sink with courage.

Another hundred miles deep.