"good."

Tang Sanzang nodded with satisfaction.

The next morning, the eastbound team set out again to go east.

"Don't say that the sky is far away, it's easy to go up to heaven, but it's hard to see you."

On Baihu Ridge, Bai Jingjing watched the eastward team leave and stayed on the monk Sha for a long time.

"Senior sister, since I'm happy..."

"No need to say too much, let it go."

Bai Jingjing interrupted the words of the White Tiger Soldier, shook her head and walked towards the dojo.

“Strange.”

The White Tiger Supervisor touched his head, his face full of helplessness.

...

The eastbound team continued to sleep eastwards all the way east. I don’t know how many days I went. On this day, a mountain suddenly blocked the road.

The mountains are steep and the trend is magnificent.

The roots connect to the Kunlun vein and reach the sky and Hanzhong.

White cranes always come to live in cypresses, and mysterious apes hang vines.

The sun shines on the sunny forest, and thousands of red mists are stacked around;

The wind blows in the dark valleys, and thousands of colorful clouds fly.

The deer emerges from the flowers, and the green phoenix sings against the sun.

It is the true blessing land of the fairy mountain, and Penglai Langyuan is just like that.

The flowers bloom and fade the mountain scenery, and the clouds go to Yunlailing and climb up the peak.

"My master, uncle and uncle are all here!"

The golden sedan chair was very eye-catching under the sun. The Taoist priests of the Taoist temple on the mountain discovered the eastbound teams, and rushed down the mountain to greet them.

"Master, I've arrived at the disciple's temple."

Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile.

Yes, this mountain is Wanshou Mountain, with Wuzhuang Temples on it, which is the Taoist place of Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earth immortals.

"Disciple, please pay homage to Master, Master, Uncle and Uncle!"

Two little Taoist boys ran down the mountain. Who is it not the breeze and bright moon?

"Okay, it seems that you all practice hard."

After glanced at Qingfeng and Mingyue, Zhen Yuanzi touched his beard and said with satisfaction.

"Master, the senior brothers are preparing for a banquet in the village."

Qingfeng scratched the back of his head and said with a silly smile.

"Let's go, go up the mountain, I haven't returned to the village for a long time."

Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand, pulled his hand, and walked in front with big strides.

The eastbound team followed Zhen Yuanzi all the way up the mountain. The pine slopes were cold and the bamboo paths were quiet. Soon after, they arrived at the mountain gate.

The white cranes send floating clouds, and the monkeys offer fruits when they go up and down.

It is a blessing land of immortals.

Zhen Yuanzi's soul power was protruded and he swept back and forth in and out of Wanshou Mountain many times. He was sure that there were no monsters, ghosts, and outsiders, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Behind the luck nodes ahead, there are more or less shadows of ghosts and monsters.

Fortunately, Wanshou Mountain is the Taoist place for the ancestors of the earthly immortals and the king of the world. It is where the fortunes of the earthly immortals gather. It is also very caring for the earthly immortals, so there is no unlucky way to come to Zhenyuanzi.

I was calm and smoothly along the way, and I entered Wuzhuang Temple.

Forty or fifty disciples in it had already arranged a banquet, just waiting for the eastbound team to enjoy it.

“Not bad.”

Tang Sanzang walked out of the golden sedan chair and looked around for a while. He found that the cultivation of these disciples under Zhen Yuanzi had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Although there are less than fifty disciples, the weakest and youngest among them, Qingfeng Mingyue, also has the cultivation of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm!

"Disciples and the Tao are united, and the Tao is lucky to feed back to the Earth Immortal lineage, but they still..."

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head.

If you have the true luck, not to mention the opportunity of Hunyuan, at least forty-eight disciples must enter the realm of quasi-saints, right?

To be honest, Zhen Yuanzi was a little disappointed. There were forty-eight disciples, only eight quasi-saints...

If this were to be done during Journey to the West, it would make him laugh the most, but now...

Many ethnic groups have risen, secret realm visitors gather, chaos visitors gather...

The total of quasi-saints in the three realms is definitely more than three thousand!

In addition to his Heavenly Dao level, there are only eight quasi-saints and forty Daluo Golden Immortals.

The realm of the saint in Hunyuan has been cut off!

"The Three Immortal Island is not here, and Wuzhuang Temple is the holy place for the earthly immortals in the world. Zhenyuan doesn't have to be too harsh."

Tang Sanzang swept his eyes around Wanshou Mountain.

There are many secret realms of the Cave Heaven and Blessings, and even several quasi-saints are powerful!

These are all powerful people from the Earth Immortal lineage, and they also obey Zhen Yuanzi's orders.

"well."

Zhen Yuanzi sighed and shook his head.

Forty-eight disciples looked at each other, but they didn't dare to speak.

They were also wronged, the Quasi-Saint and the Daluo Golden Immortal...

How many years have passed? They have worked very hard.

Not everyone can cheat like the Pure Land Holy Sect.

It was quiet and there was no trouble. The sky gradually became late and the moon rose.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for occupying the lucky node!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Jumang True Spirit!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the true spirit of Rushou!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the strong and sincere spirit!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Tian Wu Zhenling!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the true spirit of Xizi!"

As night came, a series of system prompts rang in Tang Sanzang's ears.

"The real spirit of the five great ancestor witches?"

Tang Sanzang raised his eyebrows.

Is this the rhythm of gathering all the twelve ancestor witches?

"Can Brother System accept disciples?"

Tang Sanzang asked in his heart.

He saw something from the rewards of the system.

"cannot."

The system's sound is still cold.

Perhaps, it is no longer possible to reach the system's eyes below the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Realm.

Or maybe, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are not special enough.

...

In the true spirit space.

"Swish!"

A purple bamboo fell, and the five great ancestor witches disappeared.

The moment they disappeared, the entire true spirit space changed, and the second layer and the first layer were completely integrated!

...

"Cruff..."
To be continued...