When Jiang Xiaobai took the fifth sip, Zhu Bajie felt that his heart was about to drip blood.

The ginseng fruit held in the palm of Jiang Xiaobai's hand has become smaller, like an eggplant that has been beaten by frost, and it looks a little sluggish.

"Enough is enough, stop it!"

Zhu Bajie hurriedly shouted.

This little brother, taking advantage of his inattention, actually took five sips in a row, and almost sucked the ginseng fruit!

"Uhhhh

Reluctantly returned the ginseng fruit to Zhu Bajie, Jiang Xiaobai saw that Zhu Bajie stuffed the ginseng fruit into his mouth, chewed it twice, and then swallowed it.

"Gollum!"

Jiang Xiaobai swallowed a rare mouthful of saliva, and couldn't help asking, "Second Senior Brother, what does the ginseng fruit taste like?"

"The smell of Buddha jumping over the wall!" Zhu Bajie replied.

"Huh?"

Jiang Xiaobai was confused, Zhu Bajie wouldn't be joking with himself, right?

Zhu Bajie saw Jiang Xiaobai's bewildered look, so he felt a small sigh of relief, and explained: "This ginseng fruit originally had no taste, but in addition to the well-known ability to increase lifespan, it can also arouse the taste in your body, and make you recall the most delicious taste you have ever tasted in this life.

"So that's the case!" Jiang Xiaobai nodded, indicating that he understood.

This is also quite bizarre, there is no taste, but it can evoke the most beautiful taste, worthy of ginseng fruit!

"Hey, Brother Xiaobai, why don't you eat this jujube?" asked Zhu Bajie.

Jiang Xiaobai replied: "I just smoked your ginseng fruit, and my lifespan is definitely not low, but I still have many relatives and friends in the mortal world, and I want to leave this jujube to them!"

Zhu Bajie heard Jiang Xiaobai say this, and gave him a thumbs up.

"Okay, Brother Xiaobai, I really didn't misunderstand you, although you have a thick face and a black heart, and often pit me, but to friends and relatives, that's nothing to say, you are worthy of being a good brother who agrees with my old pig!"

Jiang Xiaobai tugged at the corners of Zhu Bajie's mouth and smiled slightly, but he was retorting frantically in his heart.

"Whoever is in love with you, I'm not a pig!"

However, Zhu Bajie is indeed not bad, judging from the contact during these days, he is also righteous and kind, and after becoming a Buddha, he did not dislike the mortal wife Gao Cuilan who was accepted in Gao Laozhuang, but helped Gao Cuilan and her relatives become immortals and settled in the earth fairy world.

For a monkey brother who bullied him on the way to learn scriptures in the West, Zhu Bajie did not hold a grudge in his heart, but got along well.

For a mortal like himself, it is not bad to say anything, take care of the business of his own Immortal Prison Canteen, introduce himself to the Xuandu Grand Master, and have the will to call himself a brother and sister!

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaobai decided that in a few days, he must cook a table of good dishes for Zhu Bajia, and thank him well!

Ginseng fruit, a rare thing, is the power of the gods present, and it is also extremely precious, taste it carefully, eat it slowly, and few of them are the same as Zhu Bajie, and they swallowed it in one bite.

A fruit, after eating it for almost half an hour, all the immortals finished enjoying it.

The longevity banquet is next to the last link, and the great immortals return the gift!

Zhen Yuanzi took out the fairy fruit delicacies, jujube and ginseng fruits to entertain the distinguished guests, and the great immortals naturally did not eat and drink in vain, and ended up with a reputation of not being faceless.

First of all, there is an immortal sitting in the upper left position, Jiang Xiaobai's attention has been on Zhenyuan Daxian just now, and now he has noticed that this immortal has a very strange shape, with three eyes on his forehead, four heads on his shoulders, and eight arms extending on both sides of his body.

"Brother Xiaobai, this is Zhongtian Fanqi Doumu Yuanjun, who serves as the Emperor Ziwei in the Heavenly Court, is one of the four emperors of the sky, the great god of the great gods!" Zhu Bajie introduced on the side, and his tone didn't dare to be a little disrespectful!

Zhongtian Ziwei Emperor Doumu Yuanjun? This is a true great god! It is the spirit of the most magnificent and luxurious grandmother qi in the universe at the beginning of the universe today. She is the grandmother of the spirituality of the universe, space, space and stars!

Although in Jiang Xiaobai's opinion, this is an old immortal who has lived to the present day for a while, the turtle or something is weaker than him, okay!

"Zhenyuan Daoyou, I just ate your fruit, and I got the longevity grass and returned the pill, this gentleman has a branch cut from the Fusang wood, so I will give it to you!"

Doumu Yuanjun spread his palm, and a branch of Fusang wood with branches that was as red as bloodstone appeared on his palm.

Jiang Xiaobai looked over, his mind was completely attracted by the Fusang wood branch, and he could feel the terrifying flame essence contained in this branch.

"It is worthy of the branches of Fusang wood, the treasures that can give birth to the golden crow and the true fire of the sun, just this branch, I am afraid that the preciousness exceeds all of Jiang Xiaobai's belongings!"

Next, another great immortal god took out treasures and gave them back, all of which were things that made Jiang Xiaobai's eyes hot.

The corpse of the Flood Desolate Divine Beast Neidan, the acquired spirit treasure above the heavenly steps, and the heavenly and earthly treasures that are more than a million years old, are the rare materials used to cast the spirit treasure.

Jiang Xiaobai noticed that among the gifts given by these great immortals, Manjushri gave the most shabby, just an ancient Vermilion Bird egg, and I don't know if it can hatch.

"Sure enough, Zhu Bajie is right, Manjushri Bodhisattva, the old bald donkey, is the most resentful, I am afraid that it was the mediation of Zhenyuan Daxian just now, and there was a faint intention to help Zhu Bajie, so he came up with such a gift that was obviously not equivalent to the ginseng fruit. ”

"Poof, an egg, I'm embarrassed to take out my hand!" Zhu Bajie laughed in a low voice.

Although his voice was not loud, the great power and ear power present were so good that even the immortals sitting closest to the door heard his words clearly, and they all looked at Manjushri with strange smiles on their faces.

Of course, Manjushri Bodhisattva also heard it, so angry that his two eyes were about to pop out of his sockets, and he said viciously to Zhu Bajie: "The return gift of the poor way, naturally, is nothing unusual, but I don't know what kind of return gift you took from the Pure Altar Messenger Bodhisattva?"

Zhu Bajie was glared at by Manjushri Bodhisattva, and he didn't mean to be afraid at all, and said unhurriedly: "This doesn't bother you with Manjushri Bodhisattva!"

Manjushri smiled coldly, "I'm afraid that there will be nothing good in return, I'm afraid that if I take it out, I'm afraid that I will be ridiculed!"

In his opinion, although Zhu Bajie collected a huge amount of magic mines when he was the marshal of Tianhe, when it comes to natural treasures and strange collections, Zhu Bajie can only be regarded as a younger brother!

Hearing Manjushri say this, Zhu Bajie shook his head, and Mu imitated Jiang Xiaobai's tone and said: "Alas, if you don't give you face, you have to come over and beat me, then good, I'll beat you in the face today!"

(End of chapter)