At the beginning, the reason why Sun Wukong pushed to the ginseng fruit tree was precisely because he could see through the ginseng fruit tree with his fiery eyes and see what was hidden under the ginseng fruit tree.

It was the corpse of a baby.

Journey to the West does not have to be a prehistoric era, and the innate elixirs have basically disappeared.

Those who practice Taoism are all disciples of the Supreme Being.

Zhen Yuanzi needs spiritual things to prolong the life of the ginseng and fruit trees. People, fairies, demons, and ghosts with backing naturally dare not touch it lightly.

Only a ray of the baby's innate original breath can be borrowed to nourish the ginseng fruit tree.

This is also the reason why Wuzhuangguan has no villages in its radius of thousands of miles.

However, speaking of one thousand and speaking of ten thousand, these are the Zhen Yuanzi of later generations.

Now Zhen Yuanzi is just thinking about borrowing the elixir to prolong the life of the ginseng fruit tree.

"Fellow Taoist Chu Feng, if you have anything to say, just say it."

There was a strange light in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes, taking back the terrifying aura around him.

The huge mana cage beside Chu Feng also disappeared in an instant.

But at this time, Zhen Yuanzi looked at Chu Feng with a slightly less cautious look.

Even the fingers behind his back are still secretly pinching the magic formula. What if there is really something we can't agree on?

He would kill Chu Feng here without hesitation.

After all, such evil deeds must not be spread.

It undermines the majesty of his Earthly Immortal Ancestor.

Chu Feng glanced at Zhen Yuanzi casually, with a calm expression. He rubbed his palms, and a light yellow aura suddenly formed around him. A small yellow-brown flag stood in front of Chu Feng, exuding a rich black and yellow scent.

gas.

"This is...the central Maoji apricot yellow flag???"

"I almost forgot that Taoist friend Chu Feng deceived the Taoist priests from the West when he was giving a sermon to the Taoist ancestors."

Zhen Yuanzi's tone turned cold at this moment, with a hint of evil between his brows.

He secretly withdrew the spell, his eyes extremely cold.

When Chu Feng saw this, he snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Zhen Yuanzi, I wanted to save you, but I didn't expect that you actually wanted to kill me?"

"good very good?"

After hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi's complexion began to look a little ugly.

For a moment, I didn't know how to answer.

"Since you are Lao Yun's Taoist friend, I will give you some advice today."

"I hope you know it and remember it."

"Now, I will help you kill this evil corpse and help you achieve the Hunyuan Wuji Dao Fruit."

After saying this, a mysterious and mysterious spell suddenly struck out.

Zhen Yuanzi screamed and fell to the ground.

Gradually, the spiritual platform began to clear up, and next to Zhen Yuanzi, there was a Taoist who was very similar to him.

This person is the evil corpse of Zhen Yuanzi.

Previously, because of the anxiety about the ginseng fruit tree, it was time to kill the evil corpse.

The three corpse gods jumped out and directly turned against the guests, occupying the origin of Zhen Yuanzi.

The person who was chatting with Chu Feng just now was the evil corpse of Zhen Yuanzi.

Speaking of which, he was the one who failed to live up to his expectations. If he had not had evil thoughts, how could he be like this?

The evil corpse of Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Chu Feng with a somewhat frightened expression, and immediately disappeared into the void.

Zhen Yuanzi stood up slowly, cupped his hands slightly towards Chu Feng, and said respectfully: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for helping me kill the evil corpse. If not, I might not be able to stand up again in this life."

Chu Feng nodded, looked calm, and said: "It doesn't matter, just do it casually!"

After saying that, Chu Feng stood up and prepared to leave.

With Zhen Yuanzi's nature of mind, it was naturally impossible to water the ginseng fruit trees with the flesh and blood of prehistoric creatures.

However, if it is not watered with the flesh and blood of ancient creatures, I am afraid that this ginseng fruit tree will not survive for long.

This is basically a dead end, and you will have to go to Chu Feng when the time comes.

Chu Feng was walking, thinking in his heart.

Why doesn't this town Yuanzi call me to stop?

Doesn’t he want to save the ginseng tree????

Shouldn't this be right?

Wouldn't this idiot just watch the ginseng tree wither and die?

At this moment, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind Chu Feng.

"Fellow Taoist, stay!!!!"

Let me go, listen to these four words, why am I so upset???

Fortunately, Zhen Yuanzi is not Shen Gongbao, otherwise, even if I die, even if I jump from here, I won't be able to stay.

He turned slightly and looked calm.

Zhen Yuanzi then said leisurely: "Fellow Taoist Chu Feng, you said before that you have a way to solve the decline of ginseng fruit trees. I hope you can give me some advice."

"As long as my Wuzhuang Temple can get it."

"As long as I, Zhen Yuanzi, can get it."

"I will definitely offer it with both hands, without saying a word."

Chu Feng took a deep breath, this old man had taken the bait.

hey-hey!

It's not in vain that I helped him kill the evil corpse.

No, these two things have to be brought together. If I don't try to trick Yuanzi, I can't bear it.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, is the Blood God Xin Luo in your hands?"

Blood God Xinluo is an acquired treasure. It is unfolded. It is the size of a basin, like a human heart. In the center is a Buddha seal, surrounded by dripping red. It was made by the incarnation of the Styx Cult ancestor. It has infinite power and special control.

Shura magic.

Thousands of years ago, Zhen Yuanzi went deep into the sea of ​​​​blood, protected by the Book of the Earth, and obtained the elixir of heaven and earth, Tongyou Blood Lotus.

Unfortunately, when he encountered the Ancestor of Styx, during the battle between the two, Zhen Yuanzi used his sleeves to control the other's Blood God Son.

Blood God Son: One of the one billion and eighty million clones of the Styx Ancestor.

It was once said that the sea of ​​blood never dries up and the river Styx never dies.

After returning, he combined the Son of Blood God with the methods of the Two Saints of the West to refine the Blood God Xinluo of Chu.

Although it is an acquired treasure, its methods are so terrifying that no one can match them.

Especially against the Shura clan, the terrifying pressure is unstoppable.

The reason why Chu Feng wanted this thing was just because the spirit bead had a slight connection with the daughter of Styx, Princess Iron Fan.

If it was like in the previous life, the spirit bead reincarnated and turned into Nezha, the two would just have a predestined relationship.

But this life is very different. Due to Chu Feng's intervention, Ling Zhuzi was not reincarnated, so her fate with Princess Iron Fan was naturally not over.

This is what happens if my apprentice really gets along with Princess Iron Fan.

How can you do it if you don’t have a few weapons at your disposal? Then you will be killed by that skinny girl from Princess Iron Fan??

Therefore, Blood God Shura was brought by Chu Feng as the spirit bead.

Lao Niu, I'm sorry.

I'll take your wife...

No, my apprentice is going to take your wife in.

Chu Feng secretly mourned for three seconds of silence for the Great Sage Bull Demon King Pingtian.

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi looked a little ugly, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. After hesitating for a few minutes, he still waved his hand and said: "Since fellow Taoist likes it, what's the harm in giving it to fellow Taoist?"
Chapter completed!