Inside the Wanshi Cave, Zhizhi and Zhizhi were playing on the swing. Outside the cave, Grandma Taotie frowned and looked at the Jade Bird Man.
"Do you really want to take that mission?" Grandma Taotie asked, "You should know that if you take that mission, the swing will be in danger."
"I want to see if those people still care about this little fox." Birdman's face was solemn.
"Do you have a way to come back safely?" Granny Taotie asked.
"No." Birdman replied, "But it's a good choice there. At least you don't have to worry about being harmed every day."
"Okay. Now that you have made your decision, I don't want to persuade you anymore." Granny Taotie turned and left.
The birdman looked at the eastern sky and murmured: "They say you have 'fiery eyes and golden eyes', I think you should understand everything."
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For nine consecutive days, Jin Chanzi and the three of them were collecting dew. I don't know if it was an illusion or something, but Birdman felt that as the dew was gradually collected, the spiritual energy in this place became much lighter. It seemed like what Jin Chanzi said, nine days
Ten dew can only be picked once at the same place.
"Okay, these should be enough for a cup of tea." Jin Chanzi carefully put the last drop of dew into the jade pot. Dew is very rare and precious, so you must be careful.
"I said, Little Buddha, what should I do with these tanks?" The birdman used magic to control several large tanks, and the tanks were full of dew.
"This pot is for Master. I usually make tea with those young men." Jin Chanzi replied.
"..." Birdman and the swing were very speechless. He only gave Tathagata a pot of dew, but he kept several jars for himself. Jin Chanzi was really a "good disciple" who devoted himself to being a teacher, had no secrets, and knew how to be filial.
"Ha Qiu!" Before Jin Chanzi could cover the lid of the jade pot, he suddenly sneezed. Now the dew in the pot was useless. Jin Chanzi looked at the jade pot and hesitated.
Wiping his mouth, he turned around and poured out the dew inside. Then he found a spring shabu-shabu bottle and filled half a bottle of spring water. "Come on, come on, give me some of the dew in your vat, some of it."
In this way, with half a pot of spring water and half a pot of dew, Golden Chanzi completed the first step of collecting nine days and ten dews.
"Let's go to the Lunar Star!" Jin Chanzi didn't care at all about the dew blending just now, and led the crow and fox to fly to the moon.
The Lunar Star is the place Birdman wants to visit most. If nothing else, just the thought that he can stand on the same planet as Chang'e makes the crow feel worth it. What's more, Chang'e may also have stepped on the places he has stepped on.
Thinking of this, Birdman was so happy that he died.
"We have to hurry up, the banquet has already started. Once we find the Taiyin Dew, we must send it to the Lingxiao Palace immediately." Jin Chanzi urged.
"Lord Buddha, didn't you say you need to mix at a specific time?" Swing asked.
"At a certain time, I can mix it whenever I want. You little fox, why are you talking so much nonsense?!" Jin Chanzi scolded. She wanted to turn around and tell Birdman to be careful and not to wander around.
But when Jin Chanzi took a look, Birdman was lying on the ground twitching, with nosebleeds spurting out. "What's wrong with you?!" The compassionate Jin Chanzi was "afraid" of blood the most.
"Leave him alone, he has long since died happily in his own fantasy." Swing said with an expression that said he and I were not familiar with each other.
Dragging the birdman, golden cicada and swing to the laurel tree, they saw a woodcutter swinging an ax on the way.
"I, Amitabha Buddha, have met the donor Wu Gang." Jin Chanzi lowered his head and saluted.
To Swing's surprise, Wu Gang completely ignored the Buddha's disciple's salute. What was even more strange was that Jin Chanzi did not blame this person who had no priesthood. What was even more strange was that Birdman, who had been unconscious all this time,
After "Swish" came back to life, he looked at Wu Gang and shook his head with complicated eyes.
"Stinky Crow, what is Wu Gang's background? He's very arrogant." Swing quietly asked Birdman.
Birdman shook his head again, "Alas~ Nameless Man. No more talking, let's go."
Not long after Jin Chanzi and the others left, Wu Gang, who had been cutting down trees for countless years, stopped unexpectedly. He looked at the three people just now with a strange look on his face.
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"This osmanthus tree does not grow flowers, but since Wu Gang arrived here, it will grow a flower every 999 years. The fragrance of the flowers is overflowing and fills the three realms. The osmanthus wine made from the flowers is very precious.
It is not inferior to the golden elixir of Taishang Taozu." Jin Chanzi was very knowledgeable and knew a lot. He pointed at the osmanthus tree and introduced, "The osmanthus flower is small and divided into four petals. One petal worships the sky and the other respects the earth.
The third petal was given to the Queen Mother of the West to watch. Only the last petal was used to make wine. One petal of the flower brewed ten cups. One cup was sprinkled on Buzhou Mountain, one cup was held nine days away, one cup each for the three Qing grandfathers, and the Buddha Land can enjoy two and a half.
The Jade Emperor in heaven drank from a cup, and the immortals and gods smelled it. Finally, he went down to the lower world, only for the common people to see it."
"Lord Buddha, how do you collect this Taiyin dew?" Swing asked.
"I don't know." Jin Chanzi said proudly, "Hey, let me tell you!" As he spoke, Jin Chanzi's body was filled with Buddha light, endless fairy energy gathered, and the osmanthus tree gradually condensed countless water drops. "
Hurry up." Jin Chanzi shouted, causing Birdman and Swing to take action.
After a few breaths, the collection of Taiyin dew is completed.
"Um~" Looking at several jars of Taiyin Dew, Birdman asked cautiously, "Little Buddha, didn't you say it would take a hundred years to produce nine drops? This... this seems easy to do."
"I said it takes a hundred years to produce nine drops?" Jin Chanzi scratched his bald head, "Why don't I remember."
"..." The two little monsters didn't dare to talk too much. It was dangerous to complain, so be careful when talking too much.
"You scoop out some of the Taiyin Dew from these jars and mix it with the Morning Dew. I will send it to Master later. I will keep the rest for tea." Jin Chanzi, who does not "hide personal things", said.
When Swing saw Jin Chanzi mixing Taiyin dew into the jade pot, and then shaking it vigorously a few times, his outlook suddenly collapsed, "This is like mixing fake wine with me when I was working at the Phoenix Tower last time." Swing thought to himself.
"Okay, that's it." Jin Chanzi was very satisfied with her Nine Heavens and Ten Dews, "Come, follow me to the Lingxiao Palace, and I will take you to have a long experience."
"It's not good." After hearing Jin Chanzi's suggestion, Birdman and Swing were in a dilemma. The two of them were a thorn in the flesh of the gods. If they dared to go to the Lingxiao Palace, they might die without knowing how.
"What are you afraid of? I'm here!" Jin Chanzi patted her chest and said confidently, "Little fox, let me tell you, there are a lot of delicacies at this banquet, all provided by Juxian Tower. There are also idiots
Crow, have you forgotten? Chang'e is attending a banquet, do you really not want to go?"
It's so tempting! For Swing, the dishes at Juxianlou are like Chang'e in the eyes of the Birdman, making them drool. Birdman and Swing are making a painful decision between "go" and "not go", and after a complicated mental process
The struggle ended with "Don't go!", uh~ lost to "Go", and the two happily followed Jin Chanzi to fly to the Lingxiao Palace.
"In the Lingxiao Palace, fairy tunes are fluttering, warblers are singing, and beauties are like clouds. Countless fairies are dancing with their beautiful bodies, which makes people think endlessly." In the eyes of the Jade Bird Man, only beauties are left at the heavenly banquet.
"Good food, good drink, good food, good drink, good food, good drink..." But the heavenly banquet in Swing's eyes is only food.