Disappointed......

I have to say that Tang Sanzang tasted the ginseng fruit with the determination to owe Zhen Yuanzi a cause and effect, but he didn't expect that it would be such a result in the end.

For a while, Tang Sanzang's face obviously showed a look of disappointment, and he said helplessly. "Alas, I don't want this ginseng fruit to be famous, but it's not far from the fasting meal that Wukong casually finds when he visits friends on weekdays."

As Tang Sanzang's words fell, an angry voice immediately sounded in the chamber.

"Okay, you golden cicada, you are kind enough to invite you to enjoy the ginseng fruit, but you are unexpectedly treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and it is not even as good as a monkey who wants to come back at will?"

At the same time as this angry voice sounded, a clear light lit up in the wing, and I saw a Taoist priest wearing a purple and gold crown, wearing a worry-free crane, with a beautiful face, but with three whiskers floating under his chin, he twisted three feet and whisked the dust, like an immortal who came out of a fantasy and walked towards Tang Sanzang.

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang hurriedly got up and straightened his monk's robe and performed a Buddhist ceremony. "Amitabha, isn't it the Zhenyuanzi Great Immortal who is called the 'Ancestor of the Earth Immortals'?"

Zhen Yuanzi scolded with a smile. "Don't you golden cicada change the topic of Poor Dao, and tell me why the ginseng fruit of Poor Dao is not to your liking, and you dislike it so much? If you don't give an explanation today, don't blame the poor road and won't let you leave this Wuzhuang Temple. ”

Tang Sanzang saw Zhen Yuanzi's relaxed and scolding tone, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief and explained. "Zhen Yuanzi Daxian has misunderstood, how can the poor monk be disrespectful to the ginseng fruit? It was just a slip of the tongue, so please forgive me. ”

"Your nonsense, you have changed ten lives, and you are still like this, what can you do about it, what can you do about it......" In this regard, Zhen Yuanzi scolded with a smile, and shook his head with a pretended sigh, with a helpless expression.

"Daxian said and laughed, you must know that the monks don't speak, what the poor monk said is the truth, just now such a slip of the tongue is because of the ginseng fruit into the belly, I feel that the whole person is like a dream, fluttering like a fairy, this is the heart and mouth are inconsistent, the body can't help itself, it is not the original intention of the poor monk." Tang Sanzang put one palm on his chest and explained with great rigor.

"Don't talk about this ......" However, Zhen Yuanzi was just joking just now, without the slightest intention of being angry, and after smiling at Tang Sanzang's explanation, he instead sat down with Tang Sanzang's hand.

In this regard, Tang Sanzang hesitated for a moment, considering that Zhen Yuanzi's great name did not pull out his hand forcefully, and sat down again in obedience to Zhen Yuanzi's wishes.

"Golden Cicada Daoist, Poor Dao originally wanted to welcome your arrival with his body, but he didn't expect that he was suddenly invited to listen to the 'Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit', which was really difficult to shirk, so he had to take all the disciples to listen to the lecture with his body, don't blame me."

To Tang Sanzang's surprise, Zhen Yuanzi, who was rumored to be the first-class in heaven and earth in terms of status and supernatural powers, explained to Tang Sanzang in an equal tone.

And Tang Sanzang didn't dare to hold it up, so he nodded slightly. "How dare the poor monk blame? The saint invited, and the great immortal could leave a doppelganger to greet him, which has made the poor monk grateful. ”

Zhen Yuanzi was beaten first, doppelganger?

This is the incarnation of the old Tao I cut off three corpses outside the body, how can it be compared to distinguish between bodies?

But soon Zhen Yuanzi reacted, now the golden cicada is just a mortal, and it is reasonable to misunderstand a lot of common sense, so he didn't care, and then said.

"Now that the Taoist friend has arrived, it is time for the things you entrusted to the poor Dao thousands of years ago to be returned to their original owners."

"Something?" Tang Sanzang stared at him and asked.

"That's right, Daoist friends entrusted a seed to the poor Dao a thousand years ago, and the poor Dao has been diligent and diligent for thousands of years, and he finally lived up to the trust." Zhen Yuanzi shook off the dust and said with a bit of embarrassment.

As soon as Tang Sanzang heard this, it was like a thunderbolt, and his whole person was a little shaky.

Seed?!

Could it be Ao Yu's kind?!

Tang Sanzang was reluctant to accept the dragon-shaped tattoo that let a little dragon girl like Ao Yu possess her on her back, but if this possessed object was replaced by the fairy wind bone in front of her, Zhen Yuanzi, who had a childish face and crane hair......

Tang Sanzang was a little undaring to imagine it.

However, soon, Tang Sanzang understood that this seed was not the other seed, and it was not the same concept as Ao Yu's kind at all.

"Fellow Daoist, your kind of poor Dao buried it under the ginseng fruit tree, and cultivated it with the innate essence of the ginseng tree, so as to hide it from the sky and avoid being known by those people, and now that it has been bred for thousands of years, it is time for this kind of seed to break through the ground."

Zhen Yuanzi's bland words made Tang Sanzang unable to cheer up.

What a treasure is the seed left behind by this golden cicada? actually let the 'ancestor of the earth immortals' Zhen Yuanzi be so cautious that he even used the innate spiritual root ginseng fruit tree.

And hide from those people? Who is it? The Buddha of the West, or the Jade Emperor, the Lord of Heaven? Or ......

The amount of information was so large that Tang Sanzang didn't even dare to pronounce those names, for fear that he would be perceived by those beings under the induction.

What's more, Zhen Yuanzi told such a shocking secret, but Tang Sanzang completely deprived him of the excuse of clarifying that he was a golden cicada.

Listening to Zhen Yuanzi's meaning, it is undoubtedly a great risk to do such things without hiding from the saint, and at this time, Tang Sanzang, who is the reincarnation of the golden cicada, has repeatedly denied that he is the golden cicada, what does that mean?

Want to turn your face and not recognize people? Or are you planning to betray Zhen Motoko directly?

This is Wuzhuang Temple, almost the first batch of creatures in Kaitian, Zhen Yuanzi's Taoist place, how many mysteries of magical powers are contained, perhaps only Zhen Yuanzi knows, maybe it is the arrival of a saint with the same life as the sky and the sun and the moon, and it may not be able to get any benefits, let alone a mortal in Tang Sanxue.

Therefore, now, whether Tang Sanzang recognizes himself as a golden cicada or not, Tang Sanzang, who knows these secrets at this moment, can only be a golden cicada.

"Great Immortal, the poor monk has never recovered the memory of his previous life, but he doesn't know what seeds the golden cicada left in his previous life, it is so wonderful?"

"Who knows?" Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and said. "Poor Dao doesn't know where you got the seed, but he says that this seed has great cause and effect, and you must do your best to cultivate it......"

Immediately, Zhen Yuanzi paused and said. "However, there is still a little bit of something missing from the real birth of this kind of child."

"What's that?" Tang Sanzang asked.

"How can a seed germinate if it has soil but no water? Although the poor ginseng fruit tree provides it with the essence of the innate earth, it still lacks a little nectar moisture. Zhen Yuanzi stroked his long beard under his chin and said.

"Where can I find this nectar?" Tang Sanzang asked.