Zhen Yuanzi strongly invited Shen Gongbao, but Shen Gongbao couldn't refuse, so he had to stay in Wuzhuangguan overnight.
The Wuzhuang Temple stands in the Wanshou Mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the fairy spirit seems to be hidden and visible.
Zhen Yuanzi practiced the orthodox immortal method of Xuanmen, and his Taoist foundation was extremely profound. He was a rare true immortal who achieved Taoism in the ancient world.
Yuanshi Tianzun looked down upon all the spirits in the world, but he also regarded Zhen Yuanzi as a friend, which was enough to see the integrity of Zhen Yuanzi's immortality.
In front of the gate of Wuzhuang Guanshan, there is a plaque with mysterious Taoist patterns engraved on it.
On the left is the Immortal Immortal's Mansion, and on the right is the Taoist Mansion of Tongshou Taoist.
The quality is quite high.
"Fellow Taoist, please come in and observe." Zhen Yuanzi warmly invited with a guilty heart.
"Thank you, Immortal Zhenyuan." Shen Gongbao entered Wuzhuang Temple without being polite to Zhen Yuanzi.
A burst of innate wood spirit energy assaulted his nostrils.
The richness of spiritual energy is comparable to that of Kunlun Mountain.
Pass by the side hall and go to the back of the main hall.
Shen Gongbao finally saw the source of wood's aura.
An ancient tree stands behind the Wuzhuang Temple, lush and green, surrounded by the pure essence of the innate tree.
This tree is of the highest quality, no worse than the Bodhi tree in the West. It is a ginseng fruit tree.
There are fruits on the tree, like a baby under three weeks old, crystal clear.
Shen Gongbao was like a native leopard who had never seen the world, counting the fruits on the tree, "One, two, three... 608924339... a total of thirty fruits!"
"Paralyzed, this is all the essence of the innate wood!"
Shen Gongbao turned around with great confusion on his face, pointed at the ginseng fruit on the tree and asked: "Great Immortal Zhenyuan, what is this?"
Before Zhen Yuanzi could speak, Qingfeng and Mingyue jumped out behind him, raised their heads, and said proudly: "This is ginseng fruit, also known as grass returning pill. If a mortal eats one, it can directly rise to the sky. Ranked in the Immortal Class."
"If an immortal eats it, he can accumulate mana for thousands of years."
Shen Gongbao swallowed and nodded with envy, "It's really precious. I just don't know how this fruit tastes, whether it has seeds or not, whether it has seeds or not."
Qingfeng and Mingyue spoke again: "Of course ginseng fruit is precious. It takes thirty thousand years to bloom, and it takes another thirty thousand years to bear fruit. It takes another thirty thousand years to grow, and it takes a full hundred thousand years to mature and produce a batch of fruits."
Shen Gongbao swallowed again.
Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said, "Qingfeng, bring me the golden hammer."
"Yes, teacher." Qingfeng responded.
Mingyue also felt envious in her heart, "This guy named Shen Gongbao is really lucky. When he first came to Guanli, the teacher was going to give him a ginseng fruit to eat."
Qingfeng took out the golden hammer and said, "Teacher."
Then Qingfeng and Mingyue's eyes widened with disbelief on their faces as they saw the teacher hand the golden hammer to Shen Gongbao's hand.
Then he saw Zhen Yuanzi saying guiltily: "I was a poor Taoist who treated me poorly before, so I ask fellow Taoists not to forgive me."
"Fellow Taoist, eat as many ginseng fruits as you want. Never be polite to poor Taoists." Zhen Yuanzi said sincerely.
Shen Gongbao took the golden hammer and almost burst into laughter, "I would like to thank Immortal Zhenyuan."
"Teacher, no!" Qingfeng and Mingyue said hurriedly.
How precious is this ginseng fruit? The teacher actually wants to give everything away to outsiders?
"Teacher, think twice!" Qingfeng and Mingyue said.
Zhen Yuanzi's face darkened, "Qingfeng, Mingyue, don't say anything more. Do you two want to trap us as teachers in an injustice?"
"Fellow Gongbao, risking being chased by the immortals of the Chan Sect, was not afraid of hardships and dangers. When he traveled thousands of miles to deliver the relics of his old friend to Wuzhuang Temple, he completely forgot about his own life and death. How could he be stingy with a few fruits as a teacher? ?”
"Fellow Taoist Gongbao, he has only been practicing for a few hundred years, but he wants to taste the taste of ginseng fruit. What's wrong with him?"
Qingfeng and Mingyue hurriedly knelt down, their faces showing fear. They had never seen their teacher so angry in tens of thousands of years, "Disciple knows his mistake."
The last time the teacher was angry was when Master Hongyun had an accident...
Shen Gongbao saluted Zhen Yuanzi Jishou, took the golden hammer, flew up, and tapped a ginseng.
Click.
There was a crisp sound, and the ginseng fruit fell.
Shen Gongbao felt the wood essence on the ginseng fruit, and his soul seemed to cheer, and he took a bite.
The pure essence of wood pours into the soul.
I ate a ginseng fruit too quickly and didn't taste it.
Knock one more.
Click, the ginseng fruit fell with a crisp sound.
Knock one more.
Three, four, five, ten in a row.
Every time Shen Gongbao knocked, there was a crisp sound, which was the sound of Qingfeng and Mingyue's heart breaking.
At this moment, Qingfeng and Mingyue's hearts were bleeding, "Stop knocking, stop knocking, you can't finish ten fruits!"
Shen Gongbao burped, and the innate wood spirit surrounded him for a long time.
Shen Gongbao bowed respectfully to Zhen Yuanzi and said, "Thank you so much for the hospitality. I am full."
Qingfeng and Mingyue shed tears of dissatisfaction on the side, and they seemed to be cursing in their hearts: "Are you really full? Damn it, when did you eat ginseng fruit as a meal?"
I remember last time, a great demon in the early stage of the quasi-sage coveted the ginseng fruit and tried to sneak into Wuzhuang to smell the smell of the ginseng fruit. He was captured by the teacher and is still suppressed in the main hall.
Seeing Shen Gongbao eating ten fruits, Zhen Yuanzi finally showed a smile on his face, "It will be good if you are full, fellow Taoist. It will be good if you are full."
"Fellow Taoist Jin Chun Zi, I will keep it for now. Whenever you want to eat it, just come and knock it."
Shen Gongbao: "This... I am a poor man. It is better to be respectful than to obey orders."
"Qingfeng and Mingyue, go and clean up the main hall and use it as a dojo for Fellow Taoist Gongbao." Zhen Yuanzi said again.
Qingfeng and Mingyue showed anxiety on their faces, "I gave the main hall to Senior Gongbao, what will you do, teacher?"
Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand nonchalantly, "Anything you want to be a teacher will do."
So Shen Gongbao went to the main hall with Qingfeng and Mingyue.
Qingfeng and Mingyue pouted the whole time, like angry little wives.
After Qingfeng and Mingyue left, Shen Gongbao sat quietly on the futon.
In an instant, the entire Wanshou Mountain's fairy spirit poured towards Shen Gongbao's body, bathing in the sea of spiritual energy.
The layout of Wuzhuang Temple coincides with the movement of stars in the sky and is orderly, and this main hall is the core, which can gather countless spiritual energy.
Shen Gongbao felt so comfortable that he took out half of the remaining ginseng fruit and threw it into the Jiujiu Sanpo gourd.
Then I heard a refreshing sound coming from the gourd, "Ah, it's so refreshing. It's a familiar taste. I haven't had ginseng fruit in a long time."
Hong Yun's voice came from the gourd again, and he said with a smile: "How about it, Pindao didn't lie to fellow Taoists? Brother Zhenyuan was the most hospitable. Back then, when the ginseng fruit produced thirty pieces, Pindao ate thirty pieces, which was enough. A few dozen yuan will be enough.”
Shen Gongbao chuckled and nodded, but in his heart he was clear. The reason why he was treated well by Zhen Yuanzi was entirely because of Hongyun's relics.
Zhen Yuanzi's love for Hongyun has exceeded his imagination. Everything related to Hongyun is regarded as a treasure by Zhen Yuanzi and he attaches great importance to it.
At the same time, Wuzhuang watched the side hall.
Zhen Yuanzi, wearing a Taoist robe, sat quietly on the futon, staring at the grain of red sand in his palm, stunned.
"Brother Hongyun, dear brother Hongyun, I am incompetent and cannot save you..." Da Neng shed tears.
Zhen Yuanzi stared at it for an unknown amount of time before carefully putting the red sand away, calming down and entering into a state of unity between man and nature.
After a long time.
Snapped!
Zhen Yuanzi slapped himself hard, "I actually wanted to capture fellow Taoist Gongbao back to Kunlun Mountain? I really deserve to die!~"
