Chapter 213: Ancestor of Earthly Immortals
Xiuhezhou, to the west of Shenzhou, is hundreds of thousands of miles away from it. This state belongs to the sphere of influence of Buddhism. Xitian Lingshan is located here, so Buddhism is prosperous here.
But there is a mysterious place in Xizhou, which is very different from Buddhism, but it is detached from the world. Even Bodhisattvas and true Buddhas are afraid of it. This place is Wanshou Mountain and Wuzhuang Temple.
Wanshou Mountain, as the name suggests, is named for longevity. It is towering into the sky, winding and winding, with its head held high and its tail raised, covered with dazzling scales, just like a bright and shining silver dragon, as if it is about to fly into the blue sky. On the top of Wanshou Mountain is a magnificent Taoist temple. Purple air and green smoke slowly rise from the temple, adding to its mystery. There is a faint flow of precious light and spiritual energy in the temple, which looks like a holy place of immortals.
At this time, in the Taoist temple in the temple, a man with extraordinary temperament was resting his mind with his eyes closed. He was wearing a purple gold crown, a worry-free crane cloak, shoes on his feet, a silk ribbon tied around his waist, and a few strokes of his beautiful beard made him look even more like an immortal.
This man was Zhen Yuanzi, who was known as the ancestor of earthly immortals, also known as Zhen Yuan Daxian. He was the first immortal created by Pangu. He was of the same generation as the Three Pure Ones, and his seniority was very high. He was also a great man at the peak of the quasi-saint stage.
"Strange, strange, what is the reason?" Zhen Yuanzi opened his eyes and said with doubts.
"I have been deducing for 49 days, but I have no clue."
With that, Zhen Yuanzi got up and left the Taoist temple, and walked out slowly.
At this time, the golden crow set in the west, the moon rabbit rose, and Wanshou Mountain looked even more beautiful under the reflection of the moonlight, but Zhen Yuanzi had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery at this time.
"Tongtian, what gave you the confidence to give up your sainthood? Saint, I didn't expect that what I pursued all my life would be discarded by you. How ridiculous." Zhen Yuanzi murmured.
Forty-nine days have passed since he heard that Tongtian abandoned his sainthood. Zhen Yuanzi has deduced countless times, but to no avail. Everything seems to be wrapped in fog.
He still admires Tongtian very much. As a saint, he does not have the airs of a saint. The two of them had been in contact for a period of time and benefited a lot from each other. It's a pity that the Conferred God Tribulation began. Wuzhuang Temple closed the mountain for a thousand years to avoid disasters. After that, Zhen Yuanzi learned that Jiejiao had lost power, and even Tongtian was confined to his house, which made him sigh.
"Qingfeng, Mingyue." Zhen Yuanzi shouted as he shook the dust in his hand.
Suddenly, two boys and girls appeared in front of him, looking about ten years old.
"Master." The two said obediently.
"I want to go out for a while. You two should guard well and restrain the disciples. Don't leave the temple at will." Zhen Yuanzi said.
"Yes, sir."
"Go get the golden hammer and knock down four ginseng fruits. I want to take them away." Zhen Yuanzi continued.
"Sir, are you going to Miluotian or Lingshan?" The girl Mingyue asked curiously.
"Haha, you little thing, you dare to control me." Zhen Yuanzi laughed.
"Before, Jin Chanzi sent me a message saying that he was a guest in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. I was a little bored, so I went to find him to reminisce about the past." Zhen Yuanzi said.
He met Jin Chanzi at a Buddhist Dharma meeting. He was several times older than Jin Chanzi in terms of seniority, but the two hit it off at first sight. Zhen Yuanzi saw a different feeling from other Buddhist practitioners in Jin Chanzi. This was a kind and affectionate person. From then on, the two became good friends.
Soon, two boys came back with a golden plate, on which were placed four glowing human-shaped fruits. They were the treasure of Wuzhuang Temple, the ginseng fruit with the reputation of Cao Huandan.
Ginseng fruit is the spiritual root of heaven and earth. Ginseng fruit trees bear fruits once every three thousand years, once every three thousand years, and once every three thousand years to mature. Only thirty fruits are produced at a time. The fruits fall when they encounter gold, wither when they encounter wood, melt when they encounter water, burn when they encounter fire, and sink when they encounter soil.
A mortal can live hundreds of years by smelling it, and can become an immortal on the spot by eating one, and live for 47,000 years. Its effect is even better than that of peaches.
"I'm leaving now." After putting away the ginseng fruit, Zhen Yuanzi turned into a rainbow light and disappeared.
In the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, Ao Ling had just returned from Baiyujing a few days ago. With her were Su Meng and A Qing. Since the arrival of the few people, the entire Dragon Palace was suddenly turned upside down.
"Oh, my little ancestors, can't you be quiet? It's a sin to disturb the old ancestor."
Ao Guang admonished Su Meng and the other two earnestly.
"Hehe, old Dragon King, you are so stingy." A Qing laughed.
"I want more, aunt, hurry up." Su Meng urged Ah Qing to feed her delicious food.
Ao Guang was very worried at this time. He didn't expect the two little girls to have such an amazing appetite. In just a few days, the delicacies collected in the Dragon Palace were eaten up by the two of them. He had to send the aquatic tribe to keep looking for more delicious food to satisfy the two.
"Father, they are my friends. Look at you like this. Ao Ling is very angry. I don't want to pay attention to you." Ao Ling shook his body and turned his back.
"Yes, father is wrong, my dear daughter, don't be angry, don't be angry." Ao Guang saw his daughter sad and said hurriedly.
"Sister Ao Ling, when will you take me to see the big pillar." Su Meng wiped the sin with her sleeve and said.
"Pillar? What pillar?" Ao Guang asked without reacting.
"Well, it's the one behind the Dragon Palace! Father, you always say that it would be better if someone pulled it out." Ao Ling said.
"What? Dinghai Shenzhen." Ao Guang was shocked.
"Don't do anything rash, I was just talking casually." Ao Guang said hurriedly.
In fact, in addition to the function of calming the sea, the main function of this Dinghai Shenzhen is to suppress the luck of the dragon clan. This is also the foreshadowing of the Heavenly Court in the past, in order to prevent the dragon clan from rising. Moreover, this treasure is extremely strange, and even Zhulong has no way to deal with it. If it is forcibly taken out by brute force, it will inevitably damage the foundation of the East China Sea. Only by letting it leave willingly can it work. However, the dragon clan has tried countless times and has no way.
Ao Guang was anxious when he heard that several people were going to see the Dinghai Shenzhen. He didn't doubt that Su Meng couldn't take it, but because he knew the strangeness of this girl, he was afraid that if she really pulled it out by force, the East China Sea would be destroyed.
"Dragon King, Dragon King."
At this time, Prime Minister Turtle ran here quickly. This speed didn't look like a turtle at all.
"What's the matter?" Ao Guang said unhappily.
"Come... come... someone is coming, Zhenyuan Daxian is here." Prime Minister Turtle stammered.
"What, Zhenyuan Daxian." Ao Guang said in surprise.
"Just outside the door." Prime Minister Turtle hurriedly said.
"I'll go and invite him right away." Ao Guang said hurriedly.
"Hahaha, no need, I'm already here." Suddenly, a figure flashed in the hall, holding a dustpan, with an immortal aura, it was Zhen Yuanzi.
"Xiaolong, meet the Immortal Zhen Yuan." Ao Guang hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.
"Yes." Zhen Yuanzi nodded and looked at Ao Guang.
"Everyone says that you, Ao Guang, are cowardly, but in my opinion, it is not true. At the peak of Daluo, it seems that the Dragon Clan will soon have another Quasi-Sage." Zhen Yuanzi praised. He could see Ao Guang's cultivation at a glance. How could someone with this strength be as bad as the rumors said.
"Xiaolong is ashamed, oh, Ao Ling, why don't you come and meet the Immortal." Ao Guang said.
Ao Ling heard this and knew that this was a great man, so he walked up and saluted obediently.
Zhen Yuanzi nodded, and then said.
"I came to find Jin Chanzi, what? Did he leave?" Zhen Yuanzi asked. He did not feel Jin Chanzi's breath.
"Ah? Looking for the holy monk, this..." Ao Guang was stunned. He naturally knew where Jin Chanzi was, but he didn't dare to reveal Su Yu's location. His head was sweating.
"Huh? What are you looking for the little monk for?" At this moment, Su Meng's voice came.
Zhen Yuanzi looked over and saw a girl who looked about three or four years old holding a crab leg and looking at him. There was also a girl of fifteen or sixteen sitting next to her.
Zhen Yuanzi just saw the two of them, but just thought they were the backup of the dragon clan and didn't care.
Ao Guang breathed a sigh of relief at this time. Su Meng spoke, and then he had nothing to do.
"Oh? Little girl, do you know Jin Chanzi?" Zhen Yuanzi smiled.
Su Meng tilted her head and looked at Zhen Yuanzi, then moved her little nose, as if she smelled something delicious.
"Yes, the little monk is at my house." Su Meng nodded.
"Your home? You are not?" Zhen Yuanzi looked at Ao Guang in confusion.
"The Immortal has misunderstood. These two children are not from my Dragon Palace. I just invited them to be my guests." Ao Guang said hurriedly.
"So that's the case, little girl, can you tell me where your home is? I am a good friend of Jin Chanzi, and I am here to find him this time." Zhen Yuanzi said.
There are very few people who can be called friends by Zhen Yuanzi. Hong Yun was one of them in ancient times, but unfortunately his fate was unfortunate. Even though Zhen Yuanzi tried hard, he couldn't save him. He was disheartened and returned to Wuzhuang Temple and didn't care about worldly affairs until he met Jin Chanzi. Zhen Yuanzi finally had friends again.
"Oh... OK, but there is a condition." Su Meng said.
"..."
"Oh? Hahaha, interesting, interesting, what are the conditions?" Zhen Yuanzi laughed happily when he heard this. He never thought that one day someone would dare to negotiate with him, and it was a child. He couldn't help but feel very happy.
"Hehe..." Su Meng also laughed.
"I smell it, uncle, you have something delicious, vanilla-flavored." Su Meng said with a smile.
"Uncle?"
"Delicious?"
Everyone present was stunned.
Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were shining, and he looked at Su Meng with purple eyes.
"Huh?" Then his body paused.
He found that he couldn't see through this child, as if he didn't exist, even the girl next to her saw through her, a golden immortal cultivator.
"Give me something delicious, and I will take you to find the little monk." Su Meng continued, his eyes shining, and saliva was already flowing from the corners of his mouth.
Zhen Yuanzi stared at the magical child in front of him, thinking for a long time in his mind, but he couldn't figure out the other party's identity.
"Haha, what a smart little girl." Then Zhen Yuanzi suddenly laughed.
He raised his hand, and a glowing human-shaped fruit appeared in his palm.
"Ginseng fruit..." Ao Guang and Prime Minister Turtle exclaimed in unison.