From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 339 Weak Water Deceives True Fire

He was already a Xuanxian after all. A single Rensheng Fruit was not enough for him to ascend to heaven in one step, but it did greatly improve his cultivation. At least he could now easily bear the power of the Liusha River. In fact, it could be said that he could not only easily bear the authority of the Liusha River, but also easily mobilize nearly one-tenth of its power.

Of the three thousand weak waters, three hundred can now be used to drown people.

This represents a significant boost to his combat capabilities.

"A dozen years should be enough, right?"

He still has a large amount of the medicinal power of a sixth-stage golden pill in his body. Combined with the effects of this ginseng fruit, although it is impossible for him to advance to the Golden Immortal realm, it is enough for him to completely refine this Flowing Sand River.

"In the world of immortals and Buddhas, strength comes first. It's best to be honest and refine yourself in the Half-Flowing Sand River before going out to cause trouble, otherwise you won't even know how you died."

At that moment, Ao Qian settled down and began cultivating at the bottom of the Flowing Sand River. He didn't even build the Dragon Palace anymore. Instead, he carved a stone house out of a few giant rocks at the bottom of the river. He focused on studying the authority in his Flowing River Seal and the Ice Soul Divine Light Divine Power, ignoring everything else. He didn't even see his four sons when they came to visit him at the Flowing Sand River.

In a daze, five or six years passed. During these five or six years, Tang Sanzang and his disciples traveled tens of thousands of miles along the predetermined route of the Journey to the West. Not to mention the many obstacles and difficulties they encountered along the way, there were several times when it seemed that the journey to obtain the scriptures had encountered difficulties. Tuojie called out to Ao Qian in his dreams, but Ao Qian did not respond. He did not think that he had many uncles in the Journey to the West world. Having learned his lesson from Wuzhuang Temple, he was unwilling to wade into those troubled waters again. Until this day, he was sitting in meditation in the stone house, circulating his primordial spirit, when he suddenly felt that the surroundings were shaking. He opened his eyes and saw a huge stick, about ten feet thick, coming straight at him. He was so frightened that he screamed and jumped out of the stone house.

boom! !

With a loud crash, the stone house at the bottom of the river was smashed to pieces by the stick.

"Great Sage, what does this mean?!"

Although he was furious, Ao Qian forced a smile as he leaped out of the water and addressed the monkey in mid-air that was stirring up his quicksand river with a stick.

"I called you so many times, why didn't you answer?" the monkey said, looking at him with displeasure.

“Great Sage, I have been circulating my primordial spirit at the bottom of the river for the past few years to adapt to this Flowing Sand River. How could I have been concerned about external circumstances? May I ask what brings you here, Great Sage?”

"Nothing much, just a favor to ask."

"Help?" Ao Qian asked, looking bewildered. "This humble god's cultivation is shallow; how could I possibly be of any help to the Great Sage? Great Sage, please don't joke with me."

"Who's joking with you? We were passing by the Drill and ran into some Holy Infant King, who's a master of arson. He almost burned your son to death, and you just didn't care?"

"Drill Mountain, the Holy Infant King?" Ao Qian looked at the monkey with a puzzled expression. "I do know a little about the Holy Infant King. Isn't he the Great Sage's nephew? Why would he set you on fire?"

"Hmm, how can it be considered a tribulation if it doesn't burn?" The monkey said with dissatisfaction after hearing Ao Qian's words. "Don't pretend to be ignorant here. That kid's Samadhi True Fire is a bit troublesome. Ordinary water can't extinguish it, so I came directly to you. The Weak Water of your Flowing Sand River can just restrain his Samadhi True Fire. And it was your son who almost burned to death. If you don't go, who will?"

Here, Ao Qian seemed to suddenly remember that he had a son, and asked with concern, "Great Sage, how is my son now?"

"You won't die, but you'll suffer. You've got it easy being a father. Go put out the fire first." With that, he grabbed Ao Qian and pulled him up, flying westward without waiting for Ao Qian's agreement.

The journey from the Flowing Sand River to Drill Mountain is fraught with peril and demons. Even mortals would need five or six years, or even ten, to reach it. But for immortals, it is merely a short distance. In less than half an hour, the two arrived at Drill Mountain and the Dry Pine Ravine. Pigsy and Sandy sat on a large rock, covered in dust and dirt, while Tuojie, half of his body blackened, lay on the ground beside him, barely breathing, as if he might die at any moment.

"The senior brother is here! The senior brother is here!"

Upon seeing the monkey return, Pigsy immediately jumped up and shouted to the sky.

Seeing this energetic performance, Ao Qian felt he couldn't bear to watch. He descended from the clouds, bowed to the two of them, and they returned the bow.

"Father...Father King!"

At this moment, Tuo Jie, who was on the ground, heard the sound, opened her eyes, and saw Ao Qian's face showing surprise and delight. She called out softly.

"How are you? Are you alright?" "I'm fine. That demon's flames were powerful, but luckily I still had a third-level Golden Core left on me, and my senior brother also gave me a sixth-level Golden Core. Now I just need to recuperate a bit, and I'll be fine. It's the demon that's troublesome; its flames are hard to control."

"A sixth-stage Golden Core?" Ao Qian glanced at the monkey, but seeing his calm expression, he smiled bitterly to himself and said nothing more.

At this moment, Sha Wujing, who was usually taciturn, spoke up, "So, you are now the River God of the Flowing Sand River?"

Ao Qian looked up and noticed that Sha Wujing's expression was somewhat complicated. He replied, "Indeed, I have gained the trust of the Great Heavenly Venerable and was entrusted with the affairs of the Flowing Sand River. However, the Flowing Sand River is difficult to cross due to the reeds and is even desolate. Several years have passed, and I am still alone. I am truly ashamed."

Sha Wujing nodded. Back then, when he was punished and sent to the Flowing Sand River, he had also fantasized about taking control of the Flowing Sand River. However, after being pierced through the heart by flying swords several times, he gave up the idea. If the Great Heavenly Venerable had intended for him to take control of the Flowing Sand River, he would not have punished him in that way.

It wasn't until Guanyin arrived that he realized that everything had been arranged, and that the Flowing Sand River was merely a temporary refuge for him.

Although I've calmed down and come to terms with it, I still feel somewhat complicated and unsure of what to do when I see a newly appointed Dragon King of the Flowing River.

He immediately said, "That monster's flames are Samadhi True Fire, which is a bit troublesome. However, the water of the Flowing Sand River can just counter it. I just don't know how well the Dragon King controls the Flowing Sand River, and whether he can summon the water of the Flowing Sand River."

“That’s natural.” Ao Qian nodded.

"In that case, I'll go and challenge him, lure that kid out, and then flood him until he's half-dead."

After the monkey finished speaking, he leaped up and challenged the boy to a duel. Before long, he heard the sounds of fighting and the clash of weapons. Ao Qian didn't say anything and jumped into the air. He saw the monkey holding the golden cudgel and fighting happily with a seven or eight-year-old child.

A stick was flipped back and forth, pressing down on Red Boy. The stick was always near his head, but it never really hit him hard. It was obvious that they were just letting him down.

Red Boy resisted for a while, but knowing he was no match, he punched his nose twice more, releasing fire. The flames seemed to have a spirit of their own and coiled around the monkey.

The monkey leaped into the air and shouted at Ao Qian, "Aren't you going to make a move!"

Helpless, Ao Qian raised his hand and pressed it down on the ground. Instantly, a large amount of Weak Water poured down from the sky and surged through the mountains.

Puff puff puff puff——

Although the flames were powerful, they were extinguished as if they had met their nemesis when they encountered the Weak Water.

When Red Boy saw that his Samadhi True Fire had been extinguished by the flood, his expression changed. He leaped onto a cloud, pointed at Ao Qian, and shouted, "Are you the reinforcements that the monkey brought?"

call! !

Ao Qian ignored him. The vast expanse of Weak Water swept in, and before Red Boy could react, he was engulfed by the flood. In no time, he was full of water.

The Weak Water was no ordinary water, especially since it was also a water that could subdue Red Boy. After being swirled around in the Weak Water several times, Red Boy was thrown to the ground and clutched his stomach, crying out as if he had really eaten something bad.

Ao Qian ignored him and simply raised his hand to put the Weak Water Link in the book into his sleeve.

"Great Sage, now that this matter is settled, I will take my leave."

Having taken in Red Boy, he naturally didn't need to worry about the rest.

"Aren't you going to see your son?"

"With the Great Sage taking care of me, what do I have to worry about? Young people need more training and experience. As long as he doesn't die, his future is bright." Ao Qian clasped his hands in a fist salute, then turned and left.

(End of this chapter)