Lei Dong and Li Dong supported each other and felt their legs were a little weak.
A person's name, the shadow of a tree.
In mythology, there are certainly not many legends about Zhen Yuanzi.
But in that story, whether true or false, he was never a minor figure.
"Didn't you say that all the ancient immortals and Buddhas have been reincarnated? There is also Zhen Yuanzi in Wuzhuang Temple. What kind of operation is this? He is not reincarnated? He has given up? Just for this little property? Is he so stingy?" Lei Dong muttered in his heart and kept winking at Li Dong.
Li Dong forced a stiff fake smile, and then said to Zhen Yuanzi: "It turns out that the great immortal Zhen Yuanzi is in person, and the junior Li Dong is saying hello to the great immortal on behalf of Wanhua Tianzun."
At this time, of course, we have to go backstage.
If he kept hiding it, he would be pressed to death with one finger, which would be a great injustice.
Zhen Yuanzi looked at Lei Dong and Li Dong without saying anything, and his expression looked a little subtle.
When the cross-dressing boss arrived, the three brothers looked at Zhen Yuanzi in a daze, not daring to advance or retreat. They were extremely embarrassed.
"Do you want Pindao's treasure?" Zhen Yuanzi waved the whisk in his hand, and the page of the book flew out of Li Dong's arms and fell into the ginseng fruit tree behind Zhen Yuanzi.
Li Dong's face trembled.
No matter how sorry I felt in my heart, I didn't dare to say anything wrong.
The situation is stronger than the person... not to mention it is someone else's thing, what's wrong with taking it back?
As for the Nine-Nine Soul-Removing Gourd, Zhen Yuanzi also waved his hand.
But instead of flying towards him, he flew towards Feng Linyi who was far away in heaven.
"This thing originally belonged to an old friend of Pindao. Now it is given to a destined person, and it is worthy of him." Zhen Yuanzi sighed, with inexplicable complexity in his tone.
The corners of Li Dong's and Lei Dong's eyes began to twitch at the same time.
There are ten thousand reasons, one hundred thousand anger and dissatisfaction in their hearts, but they dare not express any of them at this time.
They could only make an agreeable expression.
Then it was Li Dong who said: "Senior Zhen Yuanzi! We also entered by mistake, and there is absolutely no malice. Now that senior has returned, we will leave. After reporting to Wanhua Tianzun another day, we will invite him to come and talk to you. You sit and talk."
"Don't use Wanhua to suppress me... What kind of heavenly deity is he? He is patchwork, and the roads are complicated. Even with your so-called ninth-level power, he is not a quasi-sage. How dare you act recklessly with a poor Taoist?" Zhen Yuanzi sneered, and there seemed to be an invisible force that wanted to annihilate the three of them at the same time.
"Zhen Yuanzi? The old thing who should have perished with history long ago dares to be so presumptuous?"
But I heard the sound of the void breaking.
A big snake shuttled out of the broken space, swallowed Li Dong and three others, and was about to fly away.
"You want to leave without saying hello?" Zhen Yuanzi sneered and waved his sleeves.
But the broken void, together with the big snake that swallowed up Li Dong and the others, were all drawn into his generous sleeves.
The so-called magic of the universe in one's sleeve is a very common magic in Taoism.
But it is used like Zhen Yuanzi. No matter who or what it is, it can be collected by covering it with sleeves. It is unparalleled in the world, and there is no second thought.
In the sleeves of Zhen Yuanzi, sometimes there are giant snakes struggling, sometimes there are dragons and elephants galloping, and sometimes they turn into the world of heaven and evil, but they can't escape his sleeve of universe.
After a while, Zhen Yuanzi shook his sleeves again.
From the sleeves, a middle-aged man in black robes with a face as dark as coal and a short figure came out.
This man looked at Zhen Yuanzi with a gloomy expression and a perverse expression. He was suppressing his anger, but he also seemed a little helpless.
"What a great Zhen Yuanzi, what a gentleman of the world, I will remember it today. I will definitely visit you personally in the future to ask for advice from the Immortal." The middle-aged man said coldly.
"You came to test me as an incarnation of the same level, but you still can't get away. Even if the original body comes in person, what should you do? Just go! If you don't want to delay the wishes of all my colleagues, you, this avatar, will be here today. If you stay, what can you do?" Zhen Yuanzi asked with a sneer.
The middle-aged man said no more, tore the space apart, and flew across the void without leaving a trace.
Wait until all the strangeness in the whole world has been smoothed away.
The world was once again sealed off, shielded from all prying eyes, hidden in nothingness.
Zhen Yuanzi pressed his forehead, and suddenly his breath became a little weak. A red light appeared and disappeared on his forehead, but he finally suppressed it.
With a wave of his long sleeves, Feng Linwen appeared in front of Zhen Yuanzi.
Looking at Zhen Yuanzi sitting cross-legged under the ginseng fruit tree, Feng Linwen knew it well.
"He must have been transformed by Hongyun. Everything went according to plan. Hongyun has become Zhen Yuanzi. And Hongyun is a name destined to die. There will no longer be such an ancient powerful existence."
Thinking of this, Feng Linyi cupped his fists and saluted, "Junior Feng Linyi has met the great immortal Zhen Yuanzi."
Zhen Yuanzi nodded, then swept the whisk and said, "You have helped me a lot this time, I appreciate my gratitude."
Feng Linyi smiled and said: "The Great Immortal is so polite! If the Great Immortal hadn't come to help, Feng Linyi would have died long ago."
Of course, speaking of it, Feng Linwen was in such danger because of Zhen Yuanzi's calculations and to fulfill Hongyun.
So in the final analysis, Zhen Yuanzi has to admit this feeling.
"No need to be polite. What happened before is another matter. Now I, Zhen Yuanzi, belong to me... Do you have anything that Pindao can do for you?" Zhen Yuanzi asked.
"Can you say anything?" Feng Linwen was also not polite.
Even if you have already taken a ginseng doll from someone else, it has stabilized the sea of consciousness, strengthened the soul, and further laid a solid foundation.
Zhen Yuanzi smiled bitterly and said, "You need to know that I am not that omnipotent."
The underlying meaning is to tell Feng Linwen that he is Hongyun, not the real Zhen Yuanzi.
Nowadays, the real Zhen Yuanzi is of course a level ten existence.
But the Zhen Yuanzi he transformed from Hongyun has not yet reached that level. He just used Zhen Yuanzi's 'shell' to return to his original state of cultivation. And we have to temporarily rely on this special world left by the real Zhen Yuanzi.
If Zhen Yuanzi (Hongyun) leaves this world, it is very likely that she will be immediately beaten back to her original form.
"I'm also a person who knows what's good and what's good. I won't make so many excessive demands." Feng Linwen gave Zhen Yuanzi a reassuring smile.
Then he pulled out a long list.
These were what Feng Linwen had thought about long ago. They may not be very expensive or valuable, but they are indeed in short supply.
Moreover, they were all things that Feng Linyi imagined that Zhen Yuanzi could get.
Looking at Feng Linyi's long list, the corner of Zhen Yuanzi's mouth twitched, and the hand holding the fly whisk twitched slightly.
"You really don't know what politeness means..." Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but say something after taking the list.
Feng Linwen said without any shame: "The more things you do and the more risks you take, the more benefits you will get. This is a principle common to countless worlds. I think... you, the Great Immortal, will not be stingy!"
"After all, there are still things to do!"
What Feng Linwen was talking about was helping Zhen Yuanzi and spreading the red cloud aura to thousands of worlds.
