The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True

In a while.

He had already flown out of Black Wind City and arrived in the former Kingdom of Wusi Tibetan.

Of course.

Now, it is no longer called the Kingdom of Wusi Tibetan. The capital city changed its name to Wusi City, while the other cities still retained their original names.

Flying over here, he took only a brief glance and continued towards the West Niu Hezhou without making many stops.

To be frank.

The initial intention of founding the Black Wind Country was just to practice the “Qi Luck Controlling Dragon Technique” and condense the divine flowers.

Now, the divine flowers had already formed, and the Qi Luck Controlling Dragon Technique, divine power used for augmenting attacks, was not useful in everyday life.

In this Journey to the West World, apart from the lawless battle maniac Monkey King, there were very few battles.

Here…

Background and influences are what mattered.

Many times when conflicts arose, they would first reveal the magical treasures they possessed. If their magical treasures could suppress the others, there would be no need to fight.

If the comparison of magical treasures resulted in equal power, they would start to talk about their backgrounds. Whoever had the most significant background would emerge as the victor.

Let’s not talk about those digressions for now.

On this side,

Xuanqing applied the Earth Leaping Golden Light and flew for an unknown amount of time before finally arriving above a river that stretched for thousands of miles… the edge couldn’t be seen with the naked eye.

Feeling the strong gravitational force from the river below, he knew he had reached his destination… the Liusha River!

Whoosh-

As soon as he landed on the bank of the Liusha River, he saw a short stone stele standing nearby.

On the stele, it was written:

Eight hundred realms of flowing sand, three thousand fathoms of weak water.

Goose feathers cannot float, even immortals will sink to the bottom!

With a thought,

Xuanqing channeled the mana within his body, intending to form a phantom palm to scoop up some water from the Liusha River.

However,

the mana-created palm failed to scoop anything!

Seeing this,

“This weak water… is truly amazing!” Xuanqing marveled in amazement.

Then,

he walked to the riverbank, looked at the murky Liusha River water, bent down and scooped up some with his palm.

As expected,

the weak water that could not be scooped by mana could be scooped easily with his physical body.

Examining the weak water in his palm,

Xuanqing’s divine thought extended out.

At the moment when his divine thought touched the weak water, a penetrating chill swept through his mind.

Cold… icy cold!

Xuanqing quickly withdrew his divine thought.

Based on this… it concludes….

This weak water naturally restrains mana and divine soul power, and it can only be touched with the pure physical strength.

“It seems that to perform the “Qi Introduction”, I must submerge my physical body in this Liusha River!”

“I wonder where the General Juanlian is detained?”

Without being able to use mana or divine thought, it is impossible to perceive what is happening inside the murky Liusha River.

No wonder… Even the Monkey King only dared to stir the water using the Golden Cudgel and not directly enter the Liusha River!

As Xuanqing was about to enter the Liusha River,

Suddenly,

Not far away,

A barefoot monk, dressed in a coarse cloth and wearing a monk’s hat, limped towards him.

Perhaps because he saw someone by the river, the barefoot monk was overjoyed, hurriedly quickened his pace, and ran directly towards Xuanqing.

“Amitabha!”

“Junior monk greets this Daoist priest!”

Seeing this,

Xuanqing was slightly stunned and suspiciously examined the monk from head to toe.

After a moment of silence,

“You, this monk, aren’t you from the Eastern Great Tang?”

Hmm?

The monk was shocked!