Wuzhuang Temple!

The towering moral wind!

Clusters of pines and bamboos, and several floors of pavilions!

In the main hall in the middle, there is no incense offering, and the word "Heaven and Earth" hanging by Wang Zhenyuanzi cannot be seen.

Under the guidance of Taoist Hongyun, he walked all the way as if he had returned to his own home. He had no pause at all and walked into the middle of the main hall to sit down.

"The fellow ghost drivers are smearing away their anger, and the Taoist practice goes a step further. Zhen Yuanzi is here to congratulate the fellow ghost drivers!" A joyful voice sounded, and a Taoist wearing a purple gold crown, a worry-free crane cloak, a ribbon tied around his waist, and a boy-like figure walked out.

"It's all the help of fellow Taoist Ziwei and fellow Taoist Hongyun."

Hearing the words of the ghost car, the strange color in Yang Qifeng's eyes flashed. Although he had not seen the ghost car in front of the water of Zimuhe River, Yang Qifeng also knew that the ghost car had really changed and had never been a disguise.

Such humble words would never be spoken by demon gods like Ji Meng and Lu Wu, and naturally they would not be said by the ghost car.

Relying on talent, one's achievements are limited, and one can be a good person for a while, but it is absolutely impossible to become a powerful person who dominates the world. The ghost car has removed the anger, comprehended the great way, and improved the Taoist practices. The future achievements are limitless.

"This is the master of Wuzhuang Temple. I have a good friend Zhen Yuanzi."

"The ghost car has been to Wuzhuang Temple without introducing it. This is a fellow Taoist Ziwei." Taoist Hongyun began to introduce it, focusing on Yang Qifeng: "Although Taoist Ziwei has just been born, she is righteous, eager to be righteous, has a mellow nature, and is a gentleman's spirit!"

"Fellow Daoist Ziwei!" Zhen Yuanzi bowed his head and gave a greeting, and Yang Qifeng also returned the greeting.

"There are distinguished guests here today. Zhen Yuanzi won't make a few fruits, so let them taste it!" Taoist Hongyun looked at the simple chat and preached freely as if he were at home.

"I only have these thirty fruits in ten thousand years, and you are thinking about them." Zhen Yuanzi smiled and shook his head, and whispered: "Children!"

"Master!" A five-year-old pink and cute boy appeared in front of Zhen Yuanzi with his hair meticulously, bowing and preaching respectfully.

"Go, beat all the remaining fruits of life, and then pick some fairy fruits, take out the fairy fruit wine sealed 100,000 years ago. Today, the master is going to entertain guests!"

"No!" The boy responded, turned into a ray of blue smoke and disappeared.

One day later, under the guidance of Zhen Yuanzi, everyone sat down after placing the table with white clouds inlaid with golden patterns.

Immortals do not pay attention to efficiency, which should be different from mortals’ thinking. One day is very long for mortals, and for immortals, there are not many discussions for a hundred years. Just talking for three days and three nights is equivalent to chatting for an hour, or even shorter.

Yang Qifeng looked down at the ginseng fruit placed in front of him. He had all his limbs and his facial features. Just like he was under three years old, there were two in front of each person.

Four people, that is, eight people have fruits of life.

"Ginseng fruits are all here. After eating this time, old friends should not worry about it." Zhen Yuanzi smiled and raised his loose sleeves' arms, picked up a ginseng fruit, signaled to everyone, and then started to eat it directly.

"This time I finished eating, there will be still in ten thousand years." Taoist Hongyun also replied with a smile, and he could also read the words to adjust the atmosphere.

The ghost car was not polite, so he picked up the ginseng fruit and started to eat it. The ghost car damaged the vitality and needed the fruits of the innate spiritual roots of ginseng fruit to replenish the vitality.

Yang Qifeng also slowly picked up the ginseng fruit. Unconsciously, things that were unattainable in the past are now just ordinary things to Yang Qifeng.

After taking a bite of ginseng fruit, a clear air began to spread. Yang Qifeng couldn't describe how delicious ginseng fruit was, but what really makes people care about in life fruit is the effect.

A stream of clear air emanated from the body, like a pair of soft and tender little hands, gently stroking Yang Qifeng's body.

The clear air began to moisten Yang Qifeng's internal organs. The effect of this ginseng fruit is great. Yang Qifeng's tender white neck began to bulge, and a tumor like a tumor raised.

It directly supports Yang Qifeng's skin, just like a fat man's beer belly. It seems to be extremely swelling, but it is impossible to spread the belly.

There is still some lack of enthusiasm, and Yang Qifeng is content with no influence on the changes on his neck.

Looking at the ginseng fruit in his hand, he started to eat it without hesitation. There was no need for two or three bites. Yang Qifeng ate the ginseng fruit in one bite, not just the one in his hand.

Yang Qifeng also ate another ginseng fruit placed in the tea tray in one bite.

After eating the two ginseng fruits, the clear air continued to spread. Yang Qifeng frowned, and it looked like it was just a little short of it, but it was impossible to break through.

The tumor derived from flesh and blood kept shaking and began to tremble violently, but it couldn't be broken.

"Fellow Daoist Ziwei!" Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand and the ginseng fruit placed in the tea tray in front of him suddenly jumped in front of Yang Qifeng.

Yang Qifeng was not polite about this and swallowed it directly. Taoist Hongyun and the Ghost Car also reacted at this moment and wanted to give the remaining ginseng fruit to Yang Qifeng.

Seeing this, Yang Qifeng shook his head and signaled that Hongyun and the ghost car would not be used.

With Zhen Yuanzi, the ginseng fruit, that slight limit is completely broken.

The tumor trembles like a meat bag.

Suddenly, the meat bun exploded suddenly, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere. Yang Qifeng's eyes condensed, and a ball of flame emerged out of thin air, and all the splashing flesh and blood ignited.

The flames burning in the air, accompanied by the burning of flesh and blood, also disappeared, and had no effect on the decorations beside each other.

The meat bun on the neck exploded, and a fist-sized head appeared.

The innate spiritual energy is surging, constantly swallowed by the open head, and the head is also growing very well. In just two or three breaths, it has grown to an ordinary size.

The shiny scalp slowly turned black, and the hair began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blurred facial features gradually became clear.

Finally, it turned out to be exactly the same as Yang Qifeng, blinking his eyes constantly, and it appeared vividly as if he had wisdom, but Yang Qifeng knew that this head had no consciousness.

This is just a control by oneself, so that it can be so agile.

Three heads and six arms, this has begun to practice in the immortal realm. Now, with the help of ginseng fruit in the prehistoric world, I finally achieved a small success. Now I have two heads and four arms, and my combat power has doubled. If I have three heads and six arms, my combat power will be doubled.
Chapter completed!