Eat ginseng fruit?

Qingfeng Mingyue's eyes widened.

Do they deserve to eat too?

Ginseng fruit matures once every nine thousand years.

One pill is equivalent to 47,000 years of cultivation.

Only thirty can be harvested at one time.

Don’t say that your own disciples are qualified to enjoy it.

Even Zhen Yuanzi is reluctant to eat it.

Most of them are used as gifts or to entertain high-status gods.

To put it bluntly, it is used to build relationships.

If Qingfeng Mingyue and the others could only eat one, they wouldn't still be in the realm of immortals after all these years.

Speaking of which, good things like the first-come-first-served approach to the water and the building have nothing to do with them.

"Great Sage, stop joking."

"How can I be qualified to enjoy the innate spiritual roots?"

"Don't let Master listen to these words, otherwise I'm afraid we will be scolded again!"

Mingyue smiled bitterly and laughed at herself.

Zhen Yuanzi is well-known in the Three Realms for his good temper.

He is popular and has a wide range of friends.

Not bad for his own disciples.

Just stingy.

Ginseng fruit is such a good thing, but I would never give it to my disciples to enjoy.

But he allowed his disciples to waste their time like this.

However, his cultivation has always been stagnant.

Unlike Sun Xiaosheng.

He completely inherited the fine traditions of Taoism.

Protect the calf!

Everything he owns belongs to him.

What belongs to other people is also his.

After he had enjoyed enough, the first thing he thought of was his apprentice.

Then there are others.

If Zhen Yuanzi had half the ideas he had, Qingfeng Mingyue and the others wouldn't have been in such a miserable state.

"I am just asking you if you want to eat."

"I didn't ask if you were qualified."

"It's just ginseng fruit, I, the old man, have the final say."

"Tell me, do you want to?!"

Sun Xiaosheng said domineeringly.

As soon as these words came out, Qingfeng Mingyue looked at each other.

Other disciples also whispered among themselves.

They were all hesitant.

It can also be seen that they don't want to eat ginseng fruit.

It's just because of Zhen Yuanzi that I don't dare.

"To be honest, the Great Sage, I have long wanted to taste the taste of ginseng fruit."

"If I can get one, I will have no regrets in this life!"

Qingfeng pursed her lips and smiled.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound.

Sun Xiaosheng picked a ginseng fruit from the tree.

Then without even looking at it, he threw it directly to the breeze.

Seeing this, Qingfeng hurriedly stretched out his arms to catch it.

But he was holding the ginseng fruit in a daze and still didn't dare to eat it.

"eat!"

"I, Old Sun, allow you to eat it."

"If Zhen Yuanzi takes the blame, I will bear the responsibility."

Sun Xiaosheng scolded.

He is so strong not just out of good intentions.

What's more, he suspected that the ginseng fruit tree limited the realm of Wuzhuang's audience and disciples.

Zhen Yuanzi was transformed by Wu Tu Jing, and the ginseng fruit tree was the first fruit tree at the beginning of the world.

The two complement each other and have the same root.

Zhen Yuanzi was born from the ginseng fruit tree, and the ginseng fruit tree was the foundation of his path.

Therefore, the growth of ginseng fruit trees will definitely feed back Zhen Yuanzi.

In the same way, the growth of Zhen Yuanzi will also feed back the ginseng fruit trees.

This Wuzhuang Temple, and even Wanshou Mountain, only needs one person and one tree to form a closed cycle.

There is no room for others to interfere.

However, Zhen Yuanzi did not know this.

You have to open the door to accept disciples.

Even if these disciples are not innate beings, they are still the best among acquired beings.

However, due to the blockade of the ginseng fruit tree and Zhen Yuanzi, the most luck and spiritual energy were robbed.

As a result, no matter how hard these disciples practiced, it was of no avail.

Unless, someone can help them open a gap.

The key to the gap lies in the ginseng fruit.

It is true that ginseng fruit is the essence of Zhen Yuanzi and ginseng fruit tree cultivation.

One pill is equivalent to 47,000 years of cultivation.

This seems to have nothing to do with Qingfeng Mingyue and others.

But among them, there are also opportunities and luck that rob them.

What's wrong with enjoying your own opportunities and luck?

Sun Xiaosheng just returned what should have belonged to them.

"Click! Click!"

Qingfeng ate all the ginseng fruit in just three or five mouthfuls.

Mingyue and others' eyes were wide-eyed when they saw it, and they almost shed tears.

But the next moment, what surprised them was not the delicious taste of ginseng fruit.

Rather, it is the power of spiritual energy that comes from forty-seven thousand years of cultivation.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound erupted from Qingfeng's body.

The energy spreads out a hundred steps.

It also forced Mingyue, who was closest to Qingfeng, to take three steps back.

"Sudden...breakthrough?!"

Mingyue's eyes lit up and she immediately beamed with joy.

He was really happy for Qingfeng. After all, the two Taoist boys had always been inseparable and had a very good relationship.
To be continued...