The ginseng fruit tree is different. It is the spiritual root that was generated in the chaos when the chaos was first divided, the Hongmeng began to judge, and the heaven and the earth were not yet opened.

It is said that it is an innate spiritual root, but in fact it has the foundation to become a chaotic spiritual root, but it is still a little bit unlucky.

Among the three realms, there are four major continents, and only Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain in Hezhou, Xiniu produces ginseng fruit, which is called "Cao Huan Dan".

It takes three thousand years to bloom, three thousand years to bear fruit, another three thousand years to ripen, and nearly ten thousand years to enjoy.

And in these nine thousand years, a tree has only produced thirty fruits, one not too much and one not too little.

The appearance of the fruit is like that of a child under the age of three, with all limbs and facial features clearly visible.

If an ordinary mortal has a great destiny, if he smells this ginseng fruit, he can live to be 360 ​​years old.

One person, even if he has never practiced cultivation, can live for 47,000 years!

Qingfeng and Mingyue are only over a thousand years old now. Qingfeng is older, 1,320 years old, and Mingyue is only 1,200 years old this year.

None of them have experienced the ginseng fruit ripening process.

"Because of the battle over Lingshan Mountain not long ago, that supreme being seriously injured Tathagata Buddha, and cut open Lingshan Mountain with one sword!"

Qingfeng's face was full of yearning. When will he have this kind of power?

"Senior brother, are you talking about Jin Chanzi?"

"Yes, our uncle is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi. Now you know why the master asked us to entertain him well, so we can't neglect him, right?"

Qingfeng nodded.

"hiss!"

Mingyue took a breath of cold air and couldn't get out of the state of shock for a long time. The uncle she had never met before was so terrifying!

"Master, do you have any friendship with the owner here, Zhen Yuanzi?"

The little white dragon moved his hands in front of Tang Sanzang, hesitated again and again, and then asked.

The Dragon Clan needs the help of a trustworthy quasi-sage for some matters. His master is now mortal, and Xiao Bailong has never spoken. No matter what he says, it cannot affect his master's practice.

But now there was an opportunity in front of him.

"Speaking of it, we have a bit of a friendship. I met him at the Lantern Festival hundreds of years ago."

Tang Sanzang nodded, these were naturally the memory fragments left by Jin Chanzi.

"this……"

Hearing this, Xiao Bailong's expression kept changing, as if he was struggling with something.

When he saw Qingfeng Mingyue being so respectful to his master, he originally thought that his master and Zhen Yuanzi were close friends, but now it seems that they are just acquaintances.

"Xiao Bailong, if there's anything you can't tell me about, please tell me."

Tang Sanzang also noticed something strange about Xiao Bailong. This good disciple still had some secrets that he had not told him.

"Junior brother, what are you hiding from Master? Tell me quickly. Will Master still harm you?"

General Yin's face darkened and he said in a deep voice.

"Ah... Master, it's like this. Our Dragon Clan has been declining in recent years. Now there is a way to revitalize the Dragon Clan. It just requires the help of a trustworthy quasi-sage."

Xiao Bailong's expression changed for a moment, and then he spoke.

The Dragon Clan also knows the Quasi-Saint Power, but there is no talk of trusting him at all.

There is no shortage of quasi-sage power in Heaven, but it is helpless for the Dragon Clan to attach themselves to Heaven. If the Jade Emperor becomes greedy, it will not revitalize the Dragon Clan, but destroy it!

"Oh? Don't worry, I will wait for my teacher to figure it out."

Tang Sanzang did not ask Xiao Bailong what the specific matter was, because the prerequisite was that he was a quasi-sage. He could only think about how to trick Zhen Yuanzi into becoming a flute player under his seat.

Originally, Tang Sanzang didn't want to take risks, but now that his disciple was in trouble, could he, as a master, still turn a blind eye and ignore it?

Along the way, all the disciples, including Xiao Bailong, worked hard and tried their best to protect Tang Sanzang's journey to the west, begging for alms, protecting Dharma, opening roads, carrying burdens, and carrying sedan chairs...

None of the great demons can shirk these things!

Human hearts are made of flesh, so why would Xiao Bailong ask him for help unless he had to?

"Thank you Master!"

Hearing this, Xiao Bailong was very excited. Since the master has said it, there will be no problem.

Tang Sanzang frowned and kept thinking about the feasibility of his plan.

"Uncle Master, we don't have anything good in Wuzhuang Temple. We only have fruits grown at home. Master asked us to pick twelve for the reception."

At this moment, Qingfeng Mingyue came, and one person was holding a pill plate with six ginseng fruits on each.

"Cao Huan Dan, this time I would like to thank Zhen Yuanzi, I'm here to help you two."

Tang Sanzang frowned and said with a smile.

"Uncle, you're welcome."

The clear breeze and bright moon are flattered.

"Disciples, let's share it one by one."

Tang Sanzang raised his hand and took a ginseng fruit, then the other disciples each touched one, and finally there were two left.

"Qingfeng Mingyue, there are two left, you should divide them."

"Uncle Master, this is what Master is entertaining you with, how can we eat it?"

Qingfeng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then said with difficulty, as for Mingyue, the tears flowed all over the floor.

"Since Zhen Yuanzi is not here, you have the right to be the masters of Wuzhuang Temple. How can you say that if the master doesn't eat, we as guests come to eat? If Zhen Yuanzi wants to criticize, just say it was the poor monk who said it."

"

Tang Sanzang waved his hand and said.

He has used the system to explore the ginseng fruit and knows that although the ginseng fruit is good, it is not as good as it is. It can enhance mana and increase potential, but it is best to only eat one within a hundred years.

Eating too much can actually constrain your potential.

Apart from anything else, Sun Wukong's potential is inherently problematic, and General Yin's potential is only six stars. The other disciples, Tang Sanzang, also have to find ways to continue to improve their spiritual roots. How could they increase their own for the sake of petty profit?

Where's the trouble?

"Thank you, uncle."

Qingfeng Mingyue did not refuse anymore, and bowed to Tang Sanzang. Each of them took a ginseng fruit and left, going to retreat to practice.

It has only been more than a thousand years since they became disciples of Zhen Yuanzi, and now they are only at the level of Xuanxian. If they want to refine this ginseng fruit, they must practice hard and not waste the precious medicinal power.

"Crack!"

As soon as Qingfeng Mingyue left, Zhu Bajie swallowed the ginseng fruit in two mouthfuls.

"boom!"

In an instant, Zhu Bajie's cultivation level was promoted to the late stage of Taiyi Golden Fairyland.

“As expected of ginseng fruit!”

Little Bailong's eyes lit up and he also swallowed the ginseng fruit.

"Boom boom boom!"
Chapter completed!