Suddenly.

Sha Wujing opened her eyes.

The surging water of the quicksand river suddenly stopped as he opened his eyes, as if time had frozen.

The next moment, it rushed down frantically.

"I am Sha Wujing!"

"It's not Sha Wujing!"

He raised his head suddenly, shouted loudly at the sky, clenching his fists tightly.

Sun Fan looked at him silently without interrupting him.

After a moment.

Sha Wujing finally came back from the long river of time and turned around and bowed to Sun Fan.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for clicking on my past life disaster. Sha Wujing is here to thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

"Then can you tell me who you are now?" Sun Fan looked at him expectantly.

He thought that after he got the memory of Monk Sha, he should admit his identity, right?

In this way, the Qisheng Mountains and his team will be done!

"well……"

Sha Wujing looked at the river, rolling yellow sand, and said, "I am neither Sha Wujing nor Sha Wujing."

"Huh?" Sun Fan said: "But, since this mirror of rebirth can reflect your previous life, you must be Sha Wujing!"

"What I got in that mirror of rebirth is not all the memories, but some..." Sha Wujing stroked the demon-subduing staff in his hand, revealing a strange look.

"You may...you can also call me - the fragments of the glass cup."

"What! Are you a glass cup?" Sun Fan couldn't help but speak out in surprise.

"Yes, you can also call me, the Spirit of the Liusha River." Sha Wujing nodded.

Without waiting for Sun Fan to ask, he spoke: "A thousand years ago, quicksand fell from the sky and turned into billions of people, creating this area of ​​water that has become a thousand miles away. There is a piece of glass that is its core spirit. Once it enters the earth, it becomes integrated into the river."

"The details of the memory I got were mostly scattered when I was in the Heavenly Court."

Sha Wujing told slowly.

Sun Fan couldn't help but reveal a hint of sudden enlightenment.

No wonder!

No wonder he searched for three months, no wonder Monk Sha had been searching for thousands of years, but he could not find the last piece of glass.

It turned out that he had long transformed into the quicksand river and became a little inspiration.

Finally, a strange creature was nurtured - Sha Wujing.

Thinking of this, Sun Fan frowned and looked at the beauty version of Sha Wujing of Monk Sha.

"There is another question. Since you are a fragment of a glass cup, and since you are the spirit of the quicksand river, why do you look like this now?"

"I have no idea."

Sha Wujing shook his head, looking confused.

"Maybe, it was someone who did something in the Liusha River back then. Or maybe it was Sha Wujing's obsession that affected me. Therefore, the past events in my mirror of rebirth turned into 'him'."

When Sun Fan heard this, he couldn't help but think.

Both of these speculations are very likely.

First: Five hundred years ago, the Great Sage came to Liushahe. According to his temperament at that time, he could not help but leave some backstop.

The second: it was to throw the pot to Monk Sha. He was persistent throughout his life. It was not impossible to deliberately leave something before turning into an eternal empty spirit to suppress Erlang Shen!

"Wow~Wow~Wow~Wow~~"

The demon-subduing staff collapsed little by little.

It turned into countless water vapor, rolled down from Sha Wujing's hands, and merged back into the quicksand river.

Sun Fan looked at his movements and said, "Don't rush to disperse the weapons. I have something else to do, please help."

"What else can I do if I misunderstood just now? I might as well say it."

Sha Wujing had a pure and honest look on his face.

"This..." Sun Fan looked at him, but there was a hint of hesitation on his face: "This trip may be a great fortune. It may also be possible that death will disappear."

"I hope to hear the details."

Sha Wujing looked at him calmly, and the words "trust" were written in his eyes.

But the more this happens, the more embarrassed Sun Fan becomes.

The seven great sages of the demon clan asked him to find the last piece of glass cup and complete the seal. But now the fragments of glass cup have turned into humans and coexist with this quicksand river.

When Sha Wujing goes away, it is likely that he will be directly assimilated by the eternal spirit of monk Sha and become part of the seal.

Then didn't he become a sinner?

This young general is so simple that he has been practicing in Liusha River for five hundred years, and his mind is more simple than Chen San.

After going to the Seven Sacred Mountain, even if you don’t die, you will be involved in this great catastrophe in the Three Realms.

With his personality, if it weren't for the life-supporting body of Monk Sha, without that little "luck" to protect him, there would probably be no good ending in the future!

But... I finally thought of the result of Erlang Shen's escape.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and tell the truth about what happened on the Seven Sacred Mountain.

As for whether to go or not, it depends on Sha Wujing himself.

When Sha Wujing heard this, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Sun Fan quietly looked at the rushing quicksand river without making any noise to disturb him.

I thought I would have to wait a long time.

Unexpectedly, Sha Wujing suddenly shouted loudly.

He opened his mouth to the quicksand river under his feet and sucked it. In an instant, thousands of water vapor rushed to the entrance.

"Wow~~Wow~~Wow~~Wow~~"

The young man's belly seemed to be able to accommodate the water vapor from all over the world, without any swelling, but the water surface of the Liusha River began to fall little by little.

Sun Fan was extremely surprised.

This sand is not clean, can it still drink the water of the quicksand river?

"By the way, I seemed to say before that if he wasn't Monk Sha, he would have drunk all the Liusha River? Well, that shouldn't be what I said, it's because my memory was wrong... Haha!"

The water level of the Liusha River gradually dropped, revealing a riverbed full of yellow sand. The surface of Sha Wujing's body gradually covered with a faint yellow sand aura.

Bright and dim, giving people a very contradictory feeling.

Just like the irritable monk Sha, with the calm Sha Wujing.

But half an hour.

The entire 800-mile riverbed of the entire quicksand river appeared, leaving only a "shallow" river, which was only a few miles wide.

This is naturally a big river in ordinary places. But compared with the quicksand river that was 800 miles before, it is simply a slight witch.

Sun Fan subconsciously swallowed his saliva, only to feel a little harder in his throat.

The powerful aura on Sha Wujing actually gave him a strong sense of oppression.

After swallowing the entire quicksand river, this young general's Taoist practice is not worse than that of the Sha monk back then, right?

Ten thousand years? Fifty thousand years?

Now that they have another fight, will they be drawn by the "one river of power" and experience the speed of the full version of somersault cloud in advance?

"Awesome!" Sun Fan couldn't help but raise a thumb.

"Ah?" Sha Wujing looked confused, obviously not understanding what "awesome" means.

The harmless appearance of humans and animals was like a simple little white rabbit.

Sun Fan smiled awkwardly and explained: "I mean, have you decided to leave with me so soon?"

"The affairs of Dongsheng Shenzhou and the affairs of the three realms have nothing to do with me." Sha Wujing shook his head, nodded again, and said, "But, I really want to know about Sha Wujing."

"Okay, happy! Then follow me to the Qisheng Mountain and walk on it!"

Sun Fan laughed.
Chapter completed!