The long history of the human race has already given the answer, the human race should strengthen itself!

"The human race must use a new faith to replace many messy beliefs. Only in this way can the purgatory of the Zhuzi Kingdom and the human purgatory of Shituoling not occur..."

"As for what kind of method, that is what I have to consider. Your task now is to complete the journey of learning."

"The Journey to the West is complete. It is the West that is prospering, but not necessarily Buddhism... The forces in the fog and darkness are already ready to move." Wei Shuyu said this without extending.

Mount Sumeru was not a monastery for Buddhist saints in the beginning.

There is a poem that says:

It is neither copper, nor iron, nor steel. It was once hidden under Mount Sumeru.

Without refining the yin and yang, how can it be tempered by water and fire?

Killing the Immortal is powerful, slaying the Immortal will perish, and trapping the Immortal will cause red light everywhere.

The transformations of the immortals are infinitely wonderful, and the clothes of the great gods are stained with blood.

The Four Swords of Zhuxian were refined by Rahu, and Mount Sumeru was originally the dojo of the Demon Ancestor.

The birthplace of magic is in the West.

Therefore, the great prosperity of the West does not necessarily mean the great prosperity of Buddhism.

In the incense burner, three sticks of incense have almost burned out.

Chen Jiangliu suddenly became enlightened, and all the worries and doubts in his heart disappeared.

"Uncle, the last thing I want to ask is, is the leopard a pet?"

"When we first arrived in Anping, some goshawks, leopards, tigers, etc. were causing trouble. Is the leopard still alive?"

After Wei Shuyu said the last sentence, the three sticks of incense had burned out, and the whole space began to become illusory.

After two breaths, the cave returned to calm, with no more stone statues and no more incense burners.

Chen Jiangliu cursed and walked out of the Nanshan Cave, "Damn thief, next time I let this poor monk meet you, I will definitely kill you!"

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Monk Sha, and Xiao Bailong came out of the Nanshan Cave. They happened to hear the master cursing and looked at each other, "Master, is it really appropriate for you to say this to others?"

Leopards are very good at hiding. Chen Jiangliu searched them all but failed to find them. He only rescued the old woman's son and daughter.

Golden Leopard stood quietly on the hillside of Nanshan Mountain, watching Chen Jiangliu's master and disciples go away, and looking at the vast world, he couldn't help but sigh: "What's life like? Drink and sing!"

"Although Brother Meng De is dead, his spirit will live on forever... I am lonely, lonely."

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After Chen Jiangliu rescued the old woman's son and daughter, he packed his luggage and prepared to leave.

"Master, I didn't kill the golden leopard. I am afraid that he will come again." Sun Wukong said worriedly.

"He doesn't dare anymore!"

Chen Jiangliu knew that the Golden Leopard had completed his uncle's mission and was probably going back to Anping Prefecture, which was the home of the human race. He was a monster and could only hold his tail between his legs!

The five masters and disciples of Chen Jiangliu finished packing, saluted, and continued on their way.

Autumn passes and winter comes, spring passes and summer solstice passes.

Master Chen Jiangliu and his apprentice have been away for another half a year, and they are closer to Lingshan.

As soon as the five masters and disciples of Chen Jiangliu stepped into the Yiguo Monument, they felt a wave of heat coming towards them.

The heat wave is dry and extremely dry, making people very uncomfortable. The nose is itchy and makes people feel like nosebleeds.

"Master, why is it so dry here? If you didn't know better, you would have thought you were back in the Flame Mountain." Zhu Bajie complained.

"Idiot, the fire in the Flame Mountain has been extinguished long ago. There is no more Flame Mountain in the world."

"This is indeed extremely dry. It hasn't rained for at least half a year." Xiao Bailong, who is very sensitive to water vapor, asserted.

"Find someone to ask."

Chen Jiangliu's five masters and disciples were walking.

The trees in the dense forest have long since turned yellow and withered, and their huge roots are exposed and have lost their moisture.

There is no life in the dense forest, and no trace of life can be seen.

After leaving the dense forest and continuing to walk, I saw an endless wilderness without any green color. As far as the eye could see, the dry land was broken and there were thousands of ravines, which was shocking.

It is not difficult to see that this place used to be fertile farmland.

Chen Jiangliu walked among the cracks and ravines in the ground, his face darkened, "What on earth happened here...?"

Even the farmland is in such a drought, how can people be better off?

If no food can be grown in the farmland, people will starve to death, and they will die in patches, tens of thousands!

Sure enough, after walking two or three miles, Chen Jiangliu saw a pile of bones.

There is no rooster crow for thousands of miles, and the bones are exposed in the wild!

"Let's bury him!"

After burying the bones, Master Chen Jiangliu and his disciples continued to move forward.

There are more and more bones, a few, dozens, hundreds...

Chen Jiangliu secretly clenched his fist, "What exactly happened here?"

Sun Wukong stamped his feet, "Master, there is no land of mountain gods here!"

"How can there be no land of mountain gods?"

"Master, there is a depression over here. There are dozens of people lying in it. They are dying of thirst."

"Hurry and save people!"

Xiao Bailong rushed out first, showed his true self, and sneezed into the clouds.

Plop la la, the rain falls.

The rain that falls is not ordinary water, but spiritual rain, which can save people and cure diseases...

Heavy rain fell in the depression, splashing up soil and falling on people's cheeks.

Dozens of people, old and young, men and women, lay in a mess in the depression, opening their mouths with difficulty, sucking in the rainwater.

The spiritual rain was extremely effective, and the people in the depression were restored to life within a quarter of an hour.

"Is it raining? Is it really raining?"

"The sky has eyes, the sky has eyes, we can be saved, we can be saved!"

Dozens of people climbed out of the depression. Their hands were still hot, and there were still thousands of ravines in the distance.

"Ah! How could this happen?"

"It's not raining, it's not raining."

Dozens of people hugged each other and cried.

It was true that it rained just now, it only rained in the depressions...

"It's useless, it's useless. If it doesn't rain and we can't grow food, we will all die, die of thirst, starve..." Dozens of people lost their composure, wailing in pain.

Chen Jiangliu took out the food stored in his luggage and pulled the elder, "Let's divide it first and eat something."

Dozens of people were like hungry wolves. They grabbed the pancakes and gulped them down without having time to swallow them.

After eating half of the pancake, the old man's face showed some blood, "Thank you, elder, thank you, elder."

"What happened here? How could this happen?"

The old man sighed, with pain in his eyes, and slowly said: "We are in Fengxian County, Great Tianzhu... It hasn't rained in nearly a year..."

"Without water, crops will die from drought, chickens, ducks and fish will die, and people will die of thirst."
Chapter completed!