As the Five Elements Divine Formation of Heaven and Earth fell, Wanshou Mountain seemed to be isolated from the world.
Even the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara, who has vast supernatural powers, can no longer discern the slightest bit in the Five Villages Temple.
At this point, Zhen Yuanzi no longer had any worries and immediately waved.
The surrounding disciples understood immediately and immediately escorted Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing and Xiao Bailong into the backyard.
And he also stood up and walked forward, personally untying Tang Sanzang.
"Great Immortal, are you going too far by doing this?"
After getting rid of the restraints, Tang Sanzang rubbed his arms that were so painful from being strangled, and said to him rather bewilderedly.
Just now, Zhen Yuanzi used a move to reveal the world in his sleeves, and all five of his masters and disciples were involved in the world in his sleeves.
Among them, the power of the Five Elements changes endlessly and is surrounded by dangers. If one's Taoism is lower and the magic weapon on one's body is less, I am afraid that a disaster will inevitably happen.
"The holy monk's words are serious. Isn't this going to be a show? We have to let the Bodhisattva see that our relationship is not good, right?"
"Besides, you ate up all my ginseng fruits and pushed my ginseng fruit tree. This poor man really hates you so much!"
As Zhen Yuanzi said this, he lost all his previous demeanor in front of outsiders, just like two long-lost old friends chatting and joking.
Then he made a gesture of invitation and re-entered the hall with Tang Sanzang.
"It's just a fairy tree, look at how stingy you are!"
"The ginseng fruit tree is of no importance, but Pindao's reputation is priceless!"
Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile, "At that time, Pindao was attending the Ten Thousand Demons Festival, and the six demon emperors gathered around him, but Qingfeng Mingyue told me in front of them that the ginseng fruit tree had been overthrown by you. You didn't know that those demon emperors at that time had What a joy, what an embarrassment on my face!”
"Besides, the ginseng fruits in that tree are all the favors of Pindao in the three realms!"
"Six hundred years ago, I lost three games of chess with the Three Immortals of Fu, Lu and Shou. I promised to give three ginseng fruits to pay off my gambling debt. But now, how do you think I should explain to them?"
Zhen Yuanzi raised his fingers and calculated the detailed accounts to Tang Sanzang.
"You've been defaulting on your debt for six hundred years, what's the harm in defaulting on your debt for hundreds or thousands more?"
Tang Sanzang took a sip of tea and said it was neither salty nor bland.
"But a hundred years ago, the Barefoot Immortal passed by our temple while traveling and ordered a ginseng fruit. Now that the ginseng fruit has entered your belly, how can I explain it to him?"
"Just say that the immortal fruit is dead and let him wait for thousands more years!"
"Then if I accept another disciple in the future and want to use ginseng fruit to help him quickly become an immortal, what should I do?"
"To become an immortal, you should practice it yourself. How can you just rely on external things? This will easily lead to an unstable foundation!"
"..."
"The holy monk said it lightly, but these trivial matters give me quite a headache!"
"Since you have a headache, don't think about it too much."
Tang Sanzang glanced at him and said, "By the way, what are you going to have for lunch later? The poor monk seems a little hungry."
"Eight delicacies rice, thousand-year-old snow lotus soup, Sixi dried fruits, golden dates cotton cake, candied green plums... I wonder how these dishes are?"
Zhen Yuanzi thought for a while and then reported the name of the dish, "It's a pity that there are still a few ginseng fruits missing for dessert. However, the two flat peaches given by the Queen Mother are well preserved. Later, the holy monk and the Let me enjoy it together!"
"In that case, I'd like to thank the Great Immortal for his warm hospitality!"
"The holy monk is serious. You and I were close friends in our previous life, and you are an old friend of the empress on the other side of the world. It is only natural that we should treat you well."
Zhen Yuanzi smiled, "But don't forget, you owe me a favor for today's matter!"
"If you are destined to meet the other side empress in the future, please remember to give me a kind word!"
"How could I not agree to Daxian's small request?"
Tang Sanzang nodded, "But when we have dinner later, can you also untie my disciples so that they can enjoy them too?"
"That's not okay!"
Zhen Yuanzi immediately declined and said, "Only you and I know about the ginseng fruit. It's better to try to keep others involved as little as possible!"
"In this case, we have to give in to them for a while."
In this regard, Tang Sanzang did not press any further, "By the way, you don't really plan to ask Wukong to invite his mentor to save the tree for you, do you?"
At this time, he suddenly remembered the conditions Zhen Yuanzi had previously proposed to Sun Wukong.
But the drama of destroying and saving trees was originally performed for Guanyin Bodhisattva.
According to his original plan, he also planned to ask the Bodhisattva to come forward in person to restore life to the ginseng fruit tree with nectar water.
In this way, firstly, it can dispel the doubts in the Bodhisattva's heart, secondly, it can express one's sincerity to the Bodhisattva, and thirdly, it can also make the Bodhisattva think that he owes her a favor.
But now Zhen Yuanzi asked the legendary Patriarch Bodhi to come forward, which was beyond Tang Sanzang's expectation.
"you guess?"
However, Zhen Yuanzi did not speak out bluntly, but made a false statement in a meaningful way.
"..."
While the two were chatting and laughing, Sun Wukong had already galloped tens of thousands of miles westward in Hezhou, Xiniu, and before he knew it, he had arrived at a continuous area of Heze.
Looking around, we can see rivers and streams criss-crossing each other, and various ferries are constantly coming and going.
Where the rivers converged, a prosperous mortal city-state stood impressively.
"It's strange. We haven't seen it for more than a thousand years. Why did a mortal empire suddenly appear here?"
During the march, Sun Wukong glanced at the mortal city-state, and couldn't help but feel puzzled.
It's just that this time is less than a thousand miles away from Lingtai Fangcun Mountain where he once studied Taoism. Back then, he and his senior brothers often played and showed off their skills here.
But back then this was a wilderness area, thousands of miles without human habitation.
Nowadays, a mortal empire has sprung up here, which was beyond his expectation.
But business was important now. After stopping for a moment, Sun Wukong continued to move forward, and soon he came to a lush and towering fairy mountain.
This fairy mountain is Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, which was the place where he cultivated immortality.
There is also a three-star cave in the mountain, which is the cave of his master, Patriarch Bodhi.
Master!
Disciple, I have returned to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain after a thousand years. Are you still well now?
Looking at the still familiar mountain forest, Sun Wukong couldn't help but be touched in his heart, and a familiar sense of gentleness and comfort also emerged spontaneously, making him feel an unprecedented sense of relaxation.
"Unworthy disciple Sun Wukong, please meet your mentor!"
With this thought in mind, Sun Wukong fell from the clouds and came to the foot of the Fairy Mountain. He bowed solemnly towards the depths of the mountain forest.
But after a while, except for the sound of wind and birdsong, the mountain was empty, and no one responded to his words.
"what happened?"
"Does it mean that the master is not in the mountain now? Or does it mean that he knows that I have caused great disasters and no longer wants to see me as a disciple again?"
Sun Wukong couldn't help but wonder about this.
Then he stood up and walked towards Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, wanting to find out.
After a thousand years, Fang Cunshan is not much different from when he first left.
There are the same birds chirping and the fragrance of flowers in the mountains, the same secluded mountains and quiet forests. A thousand-foot-long waterfall rushes down the mountain wall, splashing loud roars in the pool below.
The bluestone plank road leading from the foot of the mountain to the cave in the mountain is spotless as before, with no accumulation of fallen leaves or weeds, as if someone is cleaning it all the time.
Sun Wukong walked along the plank road, looking at the plants and trees in the mountains, he couldn't help but be moved by the scenery.
Unconsciously, he had reached the end of this plank road, and a cave of a hidden immortal appeared in his sight.
"What...what's going on!?"
When he saw the name of this cave, Sun Wukong's heart suddenly trembled.
He rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had seen it wrong.
Just because on the gate in front of the cave, there are three beautiful characters engraved on it - Ziyun Pavilion!
Such a scene was unexpected by Sun Wukong!
This place is indeed Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, the place where I once practiced!
And shouldn’t the cave where his master, Patriarch Bodhi, lives, be the Xianyue Sanxing Cave?
Why is the door now changed and turned into... Ziyun Pavilion! ?
