Since the Jade Emperor has issued an imperial edict, Bailong is asked to participate in Yingchoujian.

No matter how incompatible Bailong and Xitian are, Bailong will not make trouble on this difficulty.

Bailong will not do anything against the will.

An excellent employee does not work more than he does too much, nor does he work diligently.

But you need to be able to analyze which is more important.

What your leader says is what you pay attention to recently.

It will definitely continue to be excellent.

The Jade Emperor asked him to cooperate, and Bailong must complete it perfectly!

The three great Bodhisattvas stood on top of the clouds, like three little girls, looking longingly at the white dragon.

Princess Qiyi and Chang'e are relatively kind-hearted.

They truly saw how difficult it is to supervise the journey to the west.

For Tang Seng, it was just ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships.

But for the three great Bodhisattvas, with the White Dragon around, every day is a disaster!

Princess Qiyi and Chang'e, nestled next to the white dragon.

"Ms. sir, the first eight difficulties of journey to the west are really difficult to complete."

"Ms. sir, have mercy on them!"

"My lord, please let the ninth difficulty, "Changing Horses in a Steep Stream," be completed smoothly."

Um!

Bai Long nodded and said with a smile: "Ladies, you have spoken, my husband must listen! Go to Yingchou Stream!"

Well?

The three great Bodhisattvas breathed a sigh of relief.

etc!

What did Bailong mean just now?

If Princess Qiyi doesn't say anything, will he continue to cause trouble?

Not a son of man!

From time to time, Princess Bailong Qiyi and Chang'e came to Yingchou Stream with the six great saints.

The three great Bodhisattvas also followed.

The three of them, no matter what Bai Long said, would not be at ease with him.

Just because Bailong's mouth is a liar.

The three of them were injured so many times that their little hearts could no longer bear it.

Manjusri Bodhisattva turned back and said: "Junior brother and sister, let's sleep on the clouds. After the ninth difficulty is over, Bailong will no longer participate in the journey to the west. It's hard work, it's just a hard night."

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva and Karma Remover Bodhisattva nodded their heads one after another.

"Senior brother is absolutely right, don't let anything happen again."

"Well! Senior brother, let's rest here at the top of the cloud."

The three great bodhisattvas pulled the clouds and made a big bed, quilts and pillows.

Manjusri Bodhisattva looked at Fang Ming and said coldly: "When Bailong and Sun Wukong are finished fighting, you will enter the water and come out when called! If you dare to make trouble, I will tap your dragon tendon!"

"Yeah, yeah! Got it, Bodhisattva."

Fang Ming is just the river god of Qinghe.

if

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, had he not been selected by Lingji Bodhisattva to replace Bailong as Bailongma, his cultivation would never have reached the perfection of the Earthly Immortal.

Even if Manjushri Bodhisattva does not threaten, Fang Ming will not cause trouble.

He turned into a white horse and carried the holy monk to the Western Heaven. Then he achieved golden body and attained enlightenment and became an eight-part heavenly dragon.

Fang Ming cherishes it or not.

Manjusri Bodhisattva pointed under the cloud, glared at Fang Ming, and said coldly: "Let's sleep for a while, and you can monitor the situation below. If anything happens, call the three of us!"

Uh-huh-huh!

Fang Ming nodded and said respectfully: "I understand, Bodhisattva."

Under the clouds, Bailong took eight ladies and six great saints to Yingchou Stream in Shepan Mountain.

Everyone looked towards the river.

Here, the width is about 500 meters, and the river water is crystal clear.

The cliffs on both sides are deep and steep, and the top of the cliff is about 80 meters away from the water.

Bailong is no stranger to this place.

The eight hundred river gods in Xiniu and Hezhou are all under the jurisdiction of the Dragon King of the West Sea.

Bailong inspected this place.

Bailong pointed down and said with a smile: "Ladies, do you know why birds don't fly from the river?"

Princess Qiyi looked at the river.

Indeed, not a single bird flew close to the river.

Hongyi shook his head and said, "Ms. sir, why don't crows and magpies dare to fly from here?"

Bailong smiled and said: "Because the river is too wide and the water is too clear, birds flying by will recognize them as birds of the same flock and often throw themselves into the water. This is just one of the reasons. As the old saying goes, water

If you are extremely pure, there will be no fish, if you are extremely humble, you will be invincible. There are no fish here, and the birds have no food, so they stop coming. Therefore, it is called Yingchou Doujian."

oh!

Princess Qiyi nodded in understanding.

Yingchou Stream has been named for a long time, and there are poems to prove it.

The trickling cold pulse passes through the clouds, and the clear waves reflect the red sun.

The sound of rain in the valley is heard at night in Shengyao, and the morning glow dazzles the sky with colorful hair.

Thousands of waves fly and spray jade pieces, and a stream of water roars in the breeze.

The gulls and herons have forgotten each other and have not caught sight of each other.

Bai Long waved his hand lightly, and the bodies of Princess Qiyi and Chang'e were covered with a layer of white light.

"Ladies, I've put a water shield on you. Let's go to the river and rest for the night."

Um!

The Fairy in Seven Clothes and Chang'e nodded their heads beautifully.

Plop!

The next second, everyone plunged straight into the water.

The six great sages were in mid-air, distributed in six corners, observing the movements of Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong.

Bailong and his eight ladies came to an underwater cave from time to time.

In the past two days, I have experienced too many things, and it is rare to calm down.

Three days ago, Bailong promised to create an event in Lingxiao Palace.

An event that all races from the three realms can participate in.

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Moreover, it does not harm the harmony and can better show the power of each force.

Tomorrow is the third day, and I haven’t written a word yet…

Bailong took out the cultivation pill and shook it in his hand, turning it into a desk, chair, paper and pen.

It didn't take long for him to draw a map of the Canyon of the Kings based on the memory of later generations.

Before White Dragon traveled through time, I was not very familiar with moba games.

At that time, the popularity of moba almost swept the world.

Then design a tower pushing game, a real-life version!

It’s fun just thinking about it!

Bailong picks up his pen and paints as he pleases.
To be continued...