Chapter 420: Countless Grains of Sand in the Ganges

On the fifth day after Xiao Mian and his companions left Wolf Howl Valley, a piece of news spread throughout Liyun Desert—Miao Seng Fayin, the most outstanding disciple of this generation of Longhua Temple, was expelled from Longhua Temple!

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the entire Liyun Desert was boiling.

There were many different opinions.

For a time, the news that Miao Seng Fayin was expelled from Longhua Temple even overshadowed the news that the little saint monk Mahakasyapa appeared in the Wolf Howl Valley of the Tuoba tribe a few days ago.

No matter how noisy the outside world was, it had no effect on Xiao Mian and the other two at this time.

Ever since he decided to accompany the little monk to visit the Ten Cha Sea a few days ago, Xiao Mian had never thought about anything else. Accompanying the little monk and Tuoba Ling, the three of them talked and laughed, sometimes went up the mountain to hunt, and sometimes went down the river to fish. It was not boring along the way.

Unfortunately, this situation was soon interrupted.

Just when Tuoba Ling naively thought that time would pass quietly like this, a figure appeared in front of the three of them, wearing a black robe and long hair like ink.

Across a large river, Xiao Mian and his two companions looked at the man in black across the river.

"What a pity..."

The little monk, who usually spoke little, broke the silence first.

"Little Saint Monk! Haven't seen you for a few days. How are you?" The man in black had a handsome face, long flowing hair, and a black robe. He was really charming and handsome. Tuoba Ling was stunned, Xiao Mian had an ugly face, and only the little monk had a calm face. He stood by the river and whispered to the man in black: "What a pity for Longhua Temple!"

It turned out that the man in black was the wonderful monk Fayin who was expelled from Longhua Temple a few days ago. I don't know how he found Xiao Mian and others, and I don't know why he grew long hair in just a few days, and his aura was very different from usual.

"Longhua Temple? What does Longhua Temple have to do with me?"

"Fayin! What do you want to do?" Xiao Mian naturally recognized that the person blocking the way was the wonderful monk Fayin. Knowing that the other party was not a good person, Xiao Mian was shocked. That Fayin is a quasi-Nascent Soul cultivator. If he goes berserk, the three of them might die here? The man in black looked at Xiao Mian and said with a strange smile: "First, I have been expelled from Longhua Temple; second, I am no longer called Fayin; third, this river is called Liusha!"

Fayin - that is, every time the man in black said a word, Xiao Mian was more shocked, but the last sentence made Xiao Mian a little confused.

On the contrary, Tuoba Ling was pale when she heard the word "Liusha".

"Liusha River!? This is actually the Liusha River? Oh my god! How did we get here..."

"Miss Tuoba, what happened?"

"Liusha River is the outer boundary of the northeast side of Liyun Desert. After crossing the Liusha River, it is the desert area between Liyun Desert and Liuyun Desert. But at the same time, Liusha River is also a famous dangerous place in Liyun Desert. It is said that the sand in Liusha River moves with the water, and the water flows and the sand turns. There are countless sand beasts and sand monsters hidden in the 80,000-mile Liusha River."

"Sand beast? Sand monster? What's so scary about that?"

"Senior Xiao! Although the sand beast is not a monster, its individual combat power is amazing. What's more troublesome is that the sand beast either doesn't come, or comes in tens of thousands, and..."

Tuoba Ling just said this, and suddenly a sand arrow rushed towards her.

Xiao Mian frowned and shot out an ice soul finger, freezing the sand arrow. With a crisp sound, the sand arrow that was frozen into an ice stick fell to the ground, the ice shattered, and the sand arrow had turned into a pool of quicksand again, slowly flowing into the Quicksand River.

Seeing such a strange scene, Xiao Mian frowned even more deeply.

Tuoba Ling was still in shock, and she was relieved until all the sand that made up the sand arrow flowed into the Quicksand River, but her face was still pale and she was very scared.

"This sand..., there's something strange!"

"Boy, were you the one who helped the Tuoba tribe defeat Xin Yijian?" But at this moment, the black-clothed man on the other side of the river looked at Xiao Mian straight in the eye, then shook his head and chuckled: "Xin Yijian also claimed to be a sword cultivator among ghost cultivators. I think he cultivated swordsmanship to the point of being a pig in his two lives before and after his death. It's not enough that he was defeated by you. I heard that he even destroyed his magic weapon. But you have some vision. There are no monsters in this quicksand river. There are only countless quicksands. Quicksands have spirits, so they turned into various sand monsters."

The black-clothed man's explanation did not make Xiao Mian feel relieved. On the contrary, the huge stone in Xiao Mian's heart weighed down a little more.

How many grains of sand are there in the 80,000-mile quicksand river?

If these grains of sand have spirits, they can form countless sand beasts, and they can't be killed or cut. How can this battle be fought? There is no way to fight at all!

No wonder the Quicksand River has a bad reputation...

The sand arrow was like a signal, and the 80,000-mile-long Quicksand River began to boil. The river was surging, the quicksand was roaring, countless sand grains floated to the surface, floating and sinking on the Quicksand River, and at the same time, sand beasts of various shapes were generated.

Among those sand beasts, some were as tall as a hundred feet, some were as small as bees, some were birds and beasts, and some were fish, beetles and lizards. Thousands of sand beasts of various colors jumped out of the Quicksand River continuously, and the water level of the Quicksand River also dropped rapidly due to the large reduction of quicksand.

At this time, nine streams of light suddenly jumped out of the black-clothed man on the other side of the river.

The shape of the nine streams of light was exactly the same as the nine Buddha lights that appeared on the ring that day, but the color changed from white as jade to black and white.

The white was dazzling, and the black was shocking.

However, the man in black did not use these nine magical powers to directly attack Xiao Mian and others. Instead, he built an insurmountable barrier on the other side of the Liusha River.

The purpose of the man in black was obvious. He wanted all the sand beasts to attack the west bank of the river where Xiao Mian and others were, so as to achieve his ulterior purpose.

Obviously, even if his seal had entered the devil's way, he still didn't dare to face the little monk directly.

The power of the nine great magical powers emitted by the seal that had entered the devil's way was no less than that before it entered the devil's way. The black and white colors flowed, and the nine great magical powers were like a peacock spreading its tail, and a black and white alternating square shield was erected on the east bank of the Liusha River.

The square shield was no more than three feet high, but it spread along the river bank, one south and one north, like two black and white dragons, and instantly occupied a large area on the east bank of the Liusha River.

Those sand beasts also collided with the two-color square shield, but the two-color square shield was not hard, but unusually flexible. No matter how they collided, it was useless. The harder they collided, the farther they fell, and those who fell directly into the Liusha River melted.

Gradually, fewer and fewer sand beasts dared to attack the east bank, but they all set their sights on Xiao Mian and the little monk on the west bank. As early as after the change in the Flowing Sand River, Xiao Mian asked Tuoba Ling to retreat a hundred feet to avoid being accidentally injured by the sand beasts.

Therefore, now there are only Xiao Mian and the little monk on the west bank of the Flowing Sand River.

Just when Xiao Mian wanted to summon the Five Spirit Sword to attack those sand beasts that were ready to move, the little monk waved his hand, stepped forward, and faced the tens of thousands of sand beasts.

The black-clothed man behind the two-color square shield looked at the little monk with a suspicious face.

"I have the 'Great Assembly of the Right Dharma' Sutra, which is a gathering of all the right dharmas and a supreme secret vehicle since the ancient calamity. Its name is - "The Sutra of the Great Compendium of the Sangha"!"

As soon as the four words of the "Sutra of the Great Compendium of the Sangha" came out, the demon seal trembled all over, and the two-color square shield in front of him also trembled, as if it could collapse at any time.

Obviously, Fayin's demonic possession is not deep, or not completely.

The little monk can still partially control the nine magical powers of Fayin through the inspiration of his own Buddha nature.

The next moment, Fayin spurted out a mouthful of black blood, which sprayed on the two-color square shield in front of him, making the black darker and the white black.

In a blink of an eye, the slender two-color square shield turned into a uniform black color!

"Ah! What a pity..."

This was the second time the little monk said it was a pity, but in return, the demon-possessed Fayin on the other side of the river sneered.

"What a pity? Ha! What a pity? What a pity that your plot didn't work? Or what a pity that you are destined to die in front of these thousands of sand beasts today? When you are about to die, you still want to use the unfounded "Sutra of the Great Compassion" to confuse me? Ridiculous! I have been practicing Buddhism for two hundred years, and I have never heard of the "Sutra of the Great Compassion". If you want to teach me this so-called supreme secret vehicle, you should deal with these thousands of sand beasts first!"

"It is normal that you have never heard of the "Sutra of the Great Compassion". Even your master Mingjian must not have heard of it. I only remembered it after awakening my wisdom. The Buddha once said: If you have not seen the nine billion Ganges sand Tathagatas, you cannot hear this Dharma door."

At this point, while Fayin was suspicious, the little monk gently pointed out.

In an instant, thousands of sand beasts on the quicksand river stopped at the same time, and then gradually broke and weathered, turning into grains of sand again, falling into the quicksand river, stirring up ripples.

The sky was full of sand rain, fluttering.