Wuzhuang Temple is filled with a heavy magical energy, which continuously pulls the origin of the best innate wood from the ginseng fruit tree and pours into the soul gourd.

However, it has little effect!

Hongyun's remnant soul has been restored to a certain extent, but it is still extremely weak and can only stabilize the remnant soul!

Zhen Yuanzi's body trembled, and the mana in his body was almost exhausted.

The ginseng fruit tree trembled slightly and dropped countless withered yellow leaves.

The ginseng fruit tree has lost almost half of its original source, and its grade will inevitably drop!

Zhen Yuanzi was like crazy at this moment. All his magic power was exhausted, so he began to consume his own essence to save the remnant soul of Hongyun!

Wei Shuyu stood aside and watched this scene quietly, "I still underestimated the brotherhood between them..."

Wei Shuyu reminded aloud: "Great Immortal Zhenyuan, heaven's behavior is constant, and the trend of life and death is difficult to reverse. If you want to save the remnant soul of Senior Hongyun, you still need to proceed step by step, and don't act too hastily!"

Zhen Yuanzi completely ignored Wei Shuyu's words and continued to mobilize his origin!

At this moment, the Sanpo gourd began to tremble violently, and Hongyun laughed twice, with a sound of contentment in his voice, "Hongyun has known and interacted with brother Zhenyuan in this life, and I will die without regrets!"

"I can eat ginseng fruit again and die without regrets!"

"Brother Zhenyuan, you can no longer consume the source to restore the residual soul. If brother Zhenyuan doesn't listen to the advice again, Hongyun will take the initiative to disperse the residual soul..." Hongyun's voice was resolute. Brother can sacrifice the source to save me, and he can save his future for his future.

How can we allow the road to be wasted again? Why should we fear death?

Zhen Yuanzi ignored Hongyun and continued to consume the source. The Sanpo Gourd began to tremble violently, with signs of collapse at any time.

Zhen Yuanzi finally closed his eyes unwillingly, sighed deeply, slumped on the ground, and blamed himself: "I am incompetent as a brother, I can't save my virtuous brother..."

"Haha, the trend of life and death has been reversed. I have fallen for countless years, and only this residual soul is left. If my brother really saves me, won't he surpass the saint?" Hongyun saw Zhen Yuanzi withdrawing his magic power.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Actually, this is fine. When I was alive, I always didn't listen to my brother's advice, which would lead to death. Now I can stay in Wuzhuang Temple and talk about Tao at any time."

"Brother, there is no need to blame yourself, this is all my fate!"

"It's a blessing from heaven to be able to leave a trace of my soul behind and see my brother!"

Zhen Yuanzi sat slumped on the ground, his breath was disordered, his eyes were a little absent-minded, he smiled bitterly, and began to chat with Hongyun about the past.

Wei Shuyu saw the two chatting about the past, sometimes happy and sometimes sad, so he took the initiative to withdraw from the main hall.

Wait quietly.

Qingfeng and Wei Shuyu were waiting outside the hall together, and from time to time they could hear the teacher laughing happily...

Qingfeng was extremely confused and looked at Wei Shuyu, "Fellow Taoist, what happened? Teacher...why are you so rude?"

You must know that the teacher is the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, the Great Immortal of Zhenyuan, and has close relations with his peers in the Three Qing Dynasties, and the Great Emperor of the Four Emperors and Five Directions is the teacher's junior...

But today, the teacher keeps losing his temper...

Wei Shuyu listened to Qingfeng's question and chuckled, "Maybe... Immortal Zhenyuan is like this."

Wei Shuyu waited outside the hall for three days and three nights.

Zhen Yuanzi then slowly walked out of the main hall and said, "Qingfeng, hit five fruits."

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

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Wei Shuyu and said slowly: "Pindao has placed the gourd in the middle of the ginseng fruit tree to nourish it with the essence of the tree!"

"That's very good. The essence of wood nourishes the soul and has a miraculous effect on recovering injuries." Wei Shuyu nodded.

However, Zhen Yuanzi still stared at Wei Shuyu sharply, and asked three times: "Where did you find the Sanpo gourd? Why did you send it to Wuzhuang Temple? What is your plan?"

Why was Hongyun hunted back then? Just because of that ray of purple energy!

That ray of Hongmeng purple energy disappeared after Xiandi self-destructed!

There are too many monks who want to find that ray of Hongmeng Purple Qi, the foundation of enlightenment!

Wei Shuyu saw Zhen Yuanzi's sudden change in aura, but his face was still calm, and he chuckled, "It's probably because of fate that the boy met the Sanpo Gourd!"

"As for why Wuzhuang Temple was sent here? Does Zhenyuan Immortal still remember the ancient times?" Wei Shuyu asked rhetorically.

"In ancient times?" Zhen Yuanzi was a little stunned by this question and didn't know for a moment.

Wei Shuyu's thoughts seemed to have returned to ancient times, and he slowly said: "In ancient times, the Lich Tribulation War began. In order to refine the Witch-Slaying Sword, the demon clan began to massacre our human clan!"

"The hundreds of millions of our people, blood flowed into rivers overnight, and corpses littered the fields..."

"There are countless great powers in the world who ignore the monsters and slaughter our people. Only the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi has protected millions of people with his supreme magic power, and he even did not hesitate to face the Eastern Emperor Taiyi!"

Listening to what Wei Shuyu said, Zhen Yuanzi's mind seemed to have returned to that catastrophe. Humans are primates, and the scene of being massacred was horrific!

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't bear the demise of such a clan of primates, so he protected millions of human beings out of kindness. At that time, it was just a thought and he did it casually.

Zhen Yuanzi almost forgot about it.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Wei Shuyu, but he forgot that he was in front of a human race!

Wei Shuyu said again: "The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring of water!"

"Alternatively, Immortal Zhenyuan can also treat this matter as a fate. The Immortal planted the cause that day, and today I will send back the Sanpo Gourd, which will be the result!"

When Zhen Yuanzi heard what Wei Shuyu said, his power suddenly disappeared, his face showed enlightenment, and he praised: "After so many years, a hero has appeared in the human race. If he had been born in the era of the Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors, he would have definitely accomplished a lot, and his magnificence would be unparalleled!"

What Zhen Yuanzi said has another meaning. Wei Shuyu was born in the wrong era. Today's human race is hard to come back. Their luck has been divided among the saints. The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are under house arrest in the Fire Cloud Cave!

There are no more heroes in the human race, and they are reduced to the four major religions of saints and vassals of heaven!

Wei Shuyu also heard the second meaning of what Zhen Yuanzi said, his face became solemn, his eyes stared at Zhen Yuanzi, and he said seriously:

"Let me answer the third question asked by Immortal Zhenyuan just now!"

"What's my plan?"

“This act comes from hundreds of millions of fellow human beings!”

"This trip is for man to conquer heaven!"

"This trip is for the continuous self-improvement of the human race!"

Wei Shuyu's stirring voice filled Wuzhuang Temple, filled with absolute self-confidence and self-improvement!

Zhen Yuanzi felt the strong self-confidence radiating from Wei Shuyu's body, and was horrified and said, "He is really a genius of the human race!"

"Man can conquer heaven? Constantly strive for self-improvement? Do you know how heavy it is? It's so heavy that even the saints dare not say that man can conquer heaven!" Zhen Yuanzi's eyes flashed as he stared at Wei Shuyu.

"It weighs tens of millions, but the human race must carry it. It must carry it. There is no choice!"

"The immortal saints will not let you go!"

"Luck is as mysterious as it is mysterious. All saints are vying with each other, gods and gods are vying with each other. But luck is not what you are trying to achieve. Do you understand?"

Even the saints don't have enough luck, so how dare you, a human race, to compete with the saints for your luck? It's no different than seeking death!

Wei Shuyu's expression remained unchanged, "Everyone is destined to die. It is more important than the five mountains or lighter than a feather!"

"Since the birth of the human race, it has been difficult to survive, and the road has been complicated. However, it still cannot escape being slaughtered and cannibalized. It survives in the cracks and becomes the victim of the competition between the immortals and saints in the sky..."

"The human race must stand up, there is no choice!"

"It's just one death, who else would it be than me?"

Zhen Yuan Zizheng stood quietly in the Wuzhuang Temple, listening to Wei Shuyu's answer, and his Taoist heart at the quasi-sage Dzogchen state also caused huge waves.

The human monk Wei Shuyu in front of him is only a late-stage Golden Immortal, and his power is extremely weak in the three realms, but his spirit and belief have such a powerful explosive impact!

Even I was shocked by this impact. I am afraid that the saint would also have some thoughts here!

"Who else would you rather me!" Zhen Yuanzi's eyes showed appreciation.

Ginseng fruit has arrived.

Zhen Yuanzi held a simple immortal banquet in Wuzhuang Temple, entertaining Wei Shuyu with ginseng fruits and immortal wine.

"You came to Wuzhuang Temple not just to give you a free gourd, right?"

Wei Shuyu nodded, "I have one more request!"

"Just say it!"

"When the study of scriptures is completed and the human race's holy land is established, I hope Immortal Zhenyuan will come to help!" Wei Shuyu said the fundamental purpose of this trip!

"Preparing to build a human holy land? Just offering help?" Zhen Yuanzi looked stunned.

"Just speaking out is enough!"

"As for how to face these immortal saints, that is what the human race has to face!"

"Haha, what's so difficult about this?"

"If the human race's holy land is established, Pindao will be the first to support and acknowledge it!"

"That's very good, Great Immortal Zhenyuan, please!" Wei Shuyu picked up a glass of immortal wine and presented it to Zhen Yuanzi.

After Zhen Yuanzi drank a few glasses of immortal wine, he admired Wei Shuyu even more. How lucky was it that the human race still had such a talented person?

"Do you have a mountain gate?" Zhen Yuanzi asked after pondering for a moment.
To be continued...