Chapter 939: Ginseng Orchard

At this time, sitting in the front position, the jade cup in the hand of a handsome man with a face like a crown of jade suddenly turned into crumbs, but the wine in the wine glass still stayed in mid-air, condensed but not dispersed.

"Zhen Yuanzi Daxian, what's wrong with you?" asked an old man with white eyebrows on the side a little strangely.

"It's nothing, it's just that there's an interesting guy who seems to have come to my view, and I'll go and go back, and if nothing else, you may be able to eat the fruit today." Zhen Yuanzi let go of the quilt that had turned into powder in his hand, sucked it in his mouth, and the wine suspended in mid-air turned into a wisp, all of which he sucked into his mouth, got up and walked towards the outside of the main hall.

"Huh, could it be that Tang Sanzang has already arrived at Wuzhuang Temple?" Everyone was a little surprised when they heard this, they had just heard that they had entered the Lion Camel Country, and they were originally thinking that they would have to wait for a while, but they didn't expect that they had already arrived at Wuzhuang Temple, so if it went well, it wouldn't be long before they could reach Lingshan.

However, looking at Zhen Yuanzi's posture, it was most likely that Tang Sanzang had made something happen in Wuzhuang Guan again, I don't know if he stole the ginseng fruit or beat his disciples.

However, this journey to the west has been set up for thousands of years, and they are not worried that Zhen Yuanzi will swallow the fruit alone, what needs to be considered to do this kind of thing is how to withstand the wrath of more than thirty top saints, even Lingshan and Heavenly Court dare not, let alone Wuzhuang Guan, which has only one saint.

Although Zhen Yuanzi's strength is strong, the strength of Rulai and Taishang Laojun has always been ranked ahead of him.

In the main hall, everyone was still drinking and chatting, and some people tried to find out what was going on in Wuzhuang Temple, but the area around Wuzhuang Temple was shrouded in the formation laid by Zhen Yuanzi, and even a saint had no way to find out, so he had to give up.

"I've heard that this fruit is growing very fast this time, and now it can compete with the saints, is this true?" asked the white-eyed old man from earlier.

"Yes, I've heard about it too, but the talent of that fruit really doesn't have to be said, if he is allowed to grow, when he integrates all the laws in his body, he may be able to surpass us and enter the level above the saint, he almost did it five hundred years ago, in this life, we should be careful, in the previous life, he was the last to have compassion, otherwise Lingshan may have to bury him. A bearded man on the side nodded with a somewhat solemn face, thinking of the events of the year, he still had a little palpitations.

"Yes, this time we can't indulge him like this again, although the riper the fruit, the better, but we also have to have this life to eat. We have eaten it eight times, and this time we will have better results. A beautiful woman on the side also nodded.

On the top of the first seat, a beautiful nun sat cross-legged with her eyes closed, without saying a word, as if she had not heard the conversation between the people below.

And beside her, a woman wearing a blue-purple robe was lying on her side, holding a wine jug and drinking it with her head up, the clear spirit wine was poured into her mouth like a white practice, and she kept drinking, this wine jug didn't seem to see the bottom, and she was not half drunk, and she also ignored the discussion of everyone below.

A little next to him sat a little girl in a bright yellow robe, looking at the people who were discussing below, yawning a little boredly, and out of nowhere she took out a pillow and a small quilt, she actually lay down and began to sleep, and a soundproof formation automatically appeared outside her body.

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Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong walked towards the cloud-shrouded courtyard, there was a high wall outside the courtyard, more than two zhang high, and in the middle of the high wall was a dense and invisible white mist, and there were all kinds of complicated runes carved on the wall, and they didn't need to think about it to know that it must be all powerful formations.

Zhen Yuanzi is best at the laws of space, and if he condenses these laws on the formation, he may be able to achieve some kind of powerful and terrifying ability.

The Taoist priests were all relieved to see that Tang Sanzang and they did not continue to attack them and kill them all, but they felt that they were walking in the direction of the ginseng orchard, and they were a little nervous.

When the master left, let them take a good look at the ginseng fruit, now this monk is going to the ginseng orchard, it is definitely not to have a long insight, if something goes wrong with the ginseng fruit, they will definitely be punished, thinking of the ending of those senior brothers in the past, their faces showed a little fear, but now when they run out, even the senior brother was punched and nailed to the stone wall, not to mention them, it was just an act of sending them to death.

"Only the master can enter the ginseng orchard, and the formation outside the garden is jointly arranged by the three saints who are good at the formation and the master, even the saints can't break through, don't worry, now the master must be on the way back, we just need to watch here!" someone comforted.

"Senior brother's life amulet, he used to tell us that it was also given by the master, and even a saint can't break it......" In the corner, a weak voice sounded, and everyone who had just risen a little hope fell into a dead silence again.

"I'll take a look first. Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong spoke, took two steps forward, looked at the wall, and slowly stretched out his hand.

Before Tang Sanzang's hand touched, there were already ripples on the wall, and then various black points of light began to appear on it, and at the position where Tang Sanzang stretched out his hand, a terrifying black dog head appeared, opening its mouth to bite his hand, looking at the posture as if he wanted to bite his hand off with one bite.

Tang Sanzang looked at the dog's head, frowned slightly, retracted, and then smashed out with a punch at a faster speed.

"Poof. ”

After a soft sound, the dog's head was directly dissipated by a punch, but the fist did not stop and continued to smash forward.

As if sensing the horror of this punch, all kinds of runes and laws on the stone wall instantly rioted, and surrounded the position where the fist was pointing, and a deep vortex appeared in front of the fist, as if it was about to absorb the fist.

A powerful suction force appeared at the same time, and the small stone brush fist on the ground was sucked into it, and there seemed to be an empty space inside, which looked quite mysterious, of course, standing in front of him, it felt even more terrifying, like standing in front of a giant beast with a big mouth and suddenly inhaling.

"It's kind of interesting. Tang Sanzang smiled, and then stepped forward directly, his fist smashed forward, and above the fist, there was also a golden law circulating, and this time it was more than when he was in the Lion Camel Country, spreading upwards along his arm, although it had not yet reached his shoulder, but this was also a good momentum, and he could see progress.