The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True

Chapter 277: Chapter 253: Condensing the Water Element, Abbot Dao Guang’s Request!

Translator: 549690339

“How… how did you know that?”

The monk was shocked and couldn’t help but ask.

Seeing this,

Xuanqing raised an eyebrow, but did not answer the monk’s question. Instead, he asked again: “You come from the Eastern Great Tang and are planning to go to the West to worship the Buddha and fetch the scriptures.¹‘

“So… Are you called Xuanzhuang or Tang Sanzang?”

As soon as this was said,

“Ah… this?”

The monk was a bit confused, scratching his oily, shiny head.

“Amitabha, indeed, I come from the Eastern Great Tang and plan to go to the

Western Heaven to worship Buddha and fetch the scriptures.¹‘

“But… who is Master Xuanzhuang?”

Hearing this,

Xuanqing was slightly taken aback and then realized if this monk was not Tang Sanzang, then…

he should be one of Golden Cicada’s previous incarnations. But the question was: which one?

“Immeasurable Longevity and Fortune, I mistook you for someone else!” Xuanqing said indifferently.

“So that’s what it is!”

The monk showed an expression of sudden realization and then said excitedly: “J didn’t expect that as a Daoist, you would be connected to a Buddhist master.” “Master Xuanzhuang must be an extraordinary person!”

“By the way, I almost forgot, 1 haven’t introduced myself yet.”

“1 am a monk named Dao Guang, originally from Yizhou in Great Tang, and later moved to Chang’an | inshan Temple with my master!”

Dao Guang?

Xuanqing nodded slightly.

He wasn’t interested in this monk, knowing that the latter would eventually die at the hands of someone,

Well… now he was at the Liusha River.

Pcrhaps in a while, he would be dead. By that time… his skull would be taken as a necklace.

However,

He was somewhat interested in which incarnation of the Golden Cicada this Dao Guang was.

As long as he knew which incarnation he was, he could roughly estimate how long it would be before the scriptures would be fetched.

At this moment,

Seeing Xuanqing’s indifferent expression, Dao Guang, the monk, didn’t continue to speak but just silently chanted Amitabha in his heart.

Then,

Looking at the wide and turbid river, he was feeling quite troubled.

In fact,

Dao Guang was not an inept swimmer; on the contrary, he was very good at swimming and often played in the creek at the foot of Jinshan Temple in Chang’an.

He had originally wanted to go around this river, but after walking along the bank for a long time, he still couldn’t see where it ended.

If it were an ordinary river, it would be okay; he could just risk wading through it. But the river in front of him was very strange and not like ordinary rivers.

He had seen a bird flying through the sky, but as soon as it flew above the river, it seemed to be dragged down by something and fell into the river in an instant.

What was even more terrifying was,

the moment the bird fell into the water, it sank straight in without even struggling.

Although Dao Guang didn’t know what ‘’buoyancy” or “density” were, he knew that this shouldn’t have happened when a bird fell into the water with its feathers.

Just as he was troubled, he suddenly spotted a low stone stele not far away.

“Huh?¹’

Dao Guang glanced at the words on the stele.

The inscription read:

Eight hundred Liusha territories, three thousand depths of weak water.

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

“Hiss-¹

“Amitabha, if goose feathers can’t float and immortals will sink to the bottom, no wonder… no wonder!”

Dao Guang folded his hands and closed his eyes, repeatedly chanting Buddha’s name.

At this moment,

Suddenly,

Plunk-

It sounded like something had fallen into the water, causing a huge splash, with a few droplets splashing on his face.

Cold-

The penetrating chill brought him back to his senses, and he quickly opened his eyes and looked at where the splash had come from.

Was it the Taoist?

“Hey., how did you fall into the water? Now you’re done for!”

Dao Guang was horrified. When he thought of the strange nature of the river water, he felt a sense of despair.

To see a living person disappear before his eyes, and even having just greeted him earlier..

As a Buddhist, he would feel great compassion, and this was something he could not accept.

“Huh-”

Dao Guang took a deep breath, looked around, and upon failing to find anything similar to a bamboo pole, he leaped into the water.

Plunk-

Water splashed everywhere.

The icy coldness, like extreme coldness, instantly eroded Dao Guang’s spirit, causing him to howl in pain.

Glug glug-

Opening his mouth in the water… or rather, opening his mouth in the Weak Water, the consequences could be imagined.

On the other side,

Now,

After Xuanqing jumped into the Weak Water, he wanted to find a deep place to dig a cave mansion and set up a formation.

Then,

Before he could do anything, he heard Dao Guang’s exclamation from the shore, and then saw him jump towards his direction.

“Dao Guang, the monk!”

Xuanqing’s eyebrows twitched, feeling utterly speechless.

After some thought,

He changed direction and rushed towards Dao Guang, scooping him up with one hand and then darting out of the Liusha River.

Swish, splash-

Plunk-

Dao Guang was thrown onto the ground, rolling several times and ending up in an unconscious state.

Xuanqing waved his right hand, emitting a beam of light that shot into Dao Guang’s body.

Moments later,

“Uh,…”

Dao Guang’s eyelids trembled slightly, and after sitting up, he looked around blankly.

Then,

He saw Xuanqing sitting next to him, and couldn’t help exclaiming, “Ah…

Daoist, didn’t you just jump down.”

“1 thought the monk was going to die…how…”

Hearing this,

“Heh hehl¹¹

Xuanqing scoffed and then said gloomily, “That monk, I went down to practice. What about you?”

“I…I… the monk…”

Dao Guang was at a loss for words. He wanted to say that he was trying to save Xuanqing, but now it was Xuanqing who had saved him..