Mingyue stepped forward respectfully and presented a grain of red sand in front of Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the red sand and couldn't help but widen his eyes. He froze on the spot as if he was electrocuted. Then he trembled violently. He opened his mouth but could not make any sound.

Zhen Yuanzi took a grain of red sand with trembling hands and felt the familiar scent on it. His body trembled even more violently and his voice was hoarse, "How many...how many...how many years..."

"How many years have it been... I don't know how many times the ginseng fruit in my courtyard has bloomed and fallen, but I can no longer wait for you to eat it..."

Qingfeng and Mingyue stood aside. Seeing the teacher's posture, they were also horrified, "Teacher...how could he be so excited?"

"Teacher is...the ancestor of the Earth Immortal. Today...how could you be so out of character today?"

"Teacher!" Qingfeng and Mingyue said slowly.

Zhen Yuanzi held the red sand in his palm tightly and asked: "Qingfeng, is Taoist Wang Chongyang still outside the mountain gate?"

"Yes, teacher."

"Quick, please!" Zhen Yuanzi said hurriedly.

Mingyue hesitated and spoke, "But teacher...don't you still want to go to Yuxu Palace to discuss Taoism with Sage Yuqing?"

"Mingyue, go to Sage Yuqing and tell him that there is something going on in the temple and you can't leave. You will be my teacher later and go there in person."

"Yes, I will obey the teacher's instructions!"

Qingfeng and Mingyue were horrified and at the same time filled with doubts. Who was the human monk outside the door? How could the teacher avoid discussing Taoism with Saint Yuqing!

View outside Wuzhuang.

Qingfeng Taoist boy came alone, and his attitude became more respectful this time, "Fellow Taoist, the teacher has invited me."

"Thank you very much. Could you please lead the way, fellow Taoist?"

Not long after.

Wei Shuyu walked to the main hall of Wuzhuang Temple, and the breeze slowly receded.

Wei Shuyu saw Zhen Yuanzi standing quietly in the hall. He was wearing a purple gold crown and a worry-free crane cloak. He was wearing shoes, a ribbon tied around his waist, three beards floating under his chin, and crow feathers folded on his temples.

He really looks like a Taoist master!

Zhen Yuanzi also saw Wei Shuyu approaching, "Are you Wang Chongyang?"

"The poor Taoist King Chongyang has met the Great Immortal Zhenyuan!" Wei Shuyu saluted respectfully.

However, Zhen Yuanzi narrowed his eyes slightly, "You, Tiangang Yi Xing, are very good at practicing magical powers. It is difficult for ordinary quasi-sages to see through."

Zhen Yuanzi was shackles of cultivation and was proficient in Xuanmen magical powers. He could see through the changing magical powers of Taoist Wang Chongyang in front of him at a glance.

Wei Shuyu chuckled lightly, recovered his true form, and saluted Zhen Yuanzi, "Human Wei Shuyu has met the Great Immortal Zhen Yuan."

"Human race, Wei Shuyu?" Although Zhen Yuanzi could see through Wei Shuyu's magical power of transformation, he couldn't see through people.

"Why do you have that grain of red sand? Or did you get his legacy?" Zhen Yuanzi, Quasi-Sage Dzogchen, showed his full power and locked onto Wei Shuyu.

Although there was pressure, there was no killing intention. Zhen Yuanzi was telling himself the truth.

Wei Shuyu stretched out his hand and took out the Jiujiu Soul Gourd.

The red gourd is placed in the palm of the hand.

When Zhen Yuanzi saw the Soul-Sanding Gourd, his body couldn't help but tremble. He withdrew the Quasi-Sage Perfection's pressure and slowly stretched out his hand.

"Great Immortal Zhenyuan, you will know it at a glance!"

Zhen Yuanzi took the Nine-Nine Soul-Spreading Gourd, and with the spread of the Quasi-Sage's Great Perfection consciousness, he immediately sensed that there was a ray of residual soul inside the gourd.

The remnant soul has vitality, but it is extremely weak. It is Hongyun who self-destructed and died that day!

"Brother Xian!" Zhen Yuanzi's body trembled, his voice was hoarse, and he asked in an uncertain tone.

A weak voice came from the Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd, "Brother Zhenyuan!"

"Brother Xian, it's really..."

"Brother Xian, are you not dead?"

"That day...I blew myself up...only...a trace of my soul was left behind, and I escaped into this gourd. I was confused all day long, and I don't know...how long...the outside world...has passed..." Hongyun's voice was intermittent and extremely weak.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi immediately differentiated a wisp of wood essence, which poured into the Jiujiu Soul Gourd to nourish the remaining soul of Hongyun.

A steady stream of wood essence poured into the gourd, and the weak remaining soul was instantly replenished.

"Brother Zhenyuan!"

"My dear brother, don't say too much for now, rest in peace, I will help you!"

At that time, Brother Hongyun didn't listen to what he said and obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi. He didn't want to meditate peacefully, but continued to wander around the wilderness, resulting in being besieged and killed!

Zhen Yuanzi blamed himself even more for not arriving that day to help Brother Hongyun!

This guilt and self-blame has been with Zhen Yuanzi for countless years!

Zhen Yuanzi never thought that Brother Hongyun would leave a trace of his soul behind!

This remnant soul now is Hongyun!

The remaining soul is immortal, Hongyun is immortal!

No matter what the cost, Zhen Yuanzi must save Brother Hongyun!

Zhen Yuanzi's quasi-sage Dzogchen's mana continues continuously, gathering the essence of wood and pouring into the soul-sparing gourd.

Even Zhen Yuanzi was a little overwhelmed by the continuous mana output, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The Sanso Gourd is filled with a large amount of wood essence, and the remnant soul of the red cloud is nourished.

"Brother Zhenyuan, just maintain my remnant soul. Don't waste the original source. Repair it for me. The remnant soul is extremely weak. It is impossible to repair the original source anyway." Hongyun regained some strength and spoke out.

"Don't say too much, because that day you will fall because you don't listen to my brother's words!"

"Today, I will rescue my virtuous brother no matter what!" Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand and took out several ginseng fruits, letting their essence pour into the gourd.

This is the innate wood essence!

After all, the effect of ginseng fruit is limited. It can only nourish the residual soul, but it cannot restore the origin of the residual soul!

Zhen Yuanzi looked very determined, and with a wave of his hand, the origin of the innate wood of the ginseng fruit tree was pulled out!

Countless wood sources poured into the soul-sparing gourd and began to repair the remaining soul sources!

"Brother, you can no longer use the ginseng fruit source. The fruit tree has been damaged. You can no longer consume the source, otherwise you will fall down the level!"

"Stop talking nonsense! If I can't save you, brother, this ginseng fruit tree is worse than nothing!" Zhen Yuanzi's attitude was extremely determined.

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