When I arrived at the Dan room, Qingfeng went to get the gold hit, and I went to get a Dan plate, which was padded with a layer of silk, which was also Dan and the five elements were restrained, and needed to be separated by silk, if it was spread with leaves, it could be kept fresh.

I took things with Qingfeng, went out and turned a few corners to the backyard, opened the door to the vegetable garden of Wuzhuang Temple, and when I passed by, I pinched a few handprints and watered my own vegetable garden.

"Mingyue, the master said that you must practice planting vegetables, and if the master is not at home, you will use the Taoist method indiscriminately, and the master knows that you will be punished."

"Don't get in the way, the master will be back in a few days."

"That's not going to work either. My generation cultivated the Tao, and it was originally a boat against the current, how can you cultivate the Tao like you? ”

"I won't argue with you, the path of cultivation is like a chestnut in the fire, and it is good to follow your own heart." I think it's about cultivating the mind.

After a while, I passed through another door, and there was an orchard inside, and I went up to check it, and there were no moths, and the Taoist fruit trees were still easy to feed. Further inside, there is the inner garden. There is a big tree in the garden, it is a green branch is lush, the green leaves are luxuriant, the leaves are like plantains, the trunk is more than a thousand feet high, the rhizome under the trunk is coiled, there are seven or eight zhang round.

The breeze jumped lightly and stood on the branches. After a few strokes of the branch, a baby-like fruit was revealed. But there is a knot at the end of the fruit, which is connected to the branches, and the fruit is white and tender, and the fruit is shaking its hands and feet indiscriminately, and it nods and shakes its head. When the wind passed, there seemed to be a sound. Then Qingfeng picked up the golden hammer and knocked it gently, and the fruit fell straight down.

I immediately stepped forward and picked it up with a single plate. The baby-like fruit sat still, and there was no more movement.

The breeze knocked two fruits and turned over and went down the tree. Looking at the two fruits on the plate, "The fruit that has only been produced for 10,000 years is much older than ours." I only ate two when the park opened. Think about it, the master's hand is really big. ”

"This grass is also called 'ginseng fruit', the spiritual veins of heaven and earth give birth to the appearance of a baby, if you don't know, you really think that we are the ones who eat people and drink blood."

We walked straight to the main hall and enshrined Master Tang Sanzang: "Master Tang, I have a view of the remote mountains and barren mountains in Wuzhuang, there is nothing to offer, two pieces of soil and fruits, and the right is to quench your thirst." ”

But he never thought that Tang Seng was trembling when he saw the fruit, and took three steps back, "Good! Wonderful! What kind of vegetarian fruit is there, this year is also a year of good weather and rain, why don't you have any surplus food to eat people in this view? How can these three babies quench my thirst? Take! Take! ”

Qingfeng said secretly: "This monk is really right by you, and now he is full of nonsense, but now he is just a mortal with the naked eye, and he doesn't know the treasures of the immortal family." How do you persuade? ”

Hearing Qingfeng's words, he thought about it for a while, and had to explain to Tang Seng: "Master Tang, this fruit is called Caohuandan, also known as 'ginseng fruit', and the spiritual root of heaven and earth is nourished. It's okay to eat one. ”

Tang Seng said: "Nonsense! Nonsense! His parents were pregnant in October, and they didn't know how much they suffered before they gave birth. I guess it's only been three days, how can you use him as fruit......

Qingfeng also stepped forward to persuade: "This is indeed the fruit of the tree, and the trees are all in the back garden." ”

"Nonsense! How can this tree bear people? Take away, sins, sins. Tang Seng took a few steps back, closed his eyes and recited the scriptures, and no longer paid attention to the two of us.

"How is this ~ good?" Qingfeng looked at me.

"Let's go back to our room first." Although I expected such a result, I didn't finish what the master had told me.

Back in the room, I sat on the bed with my ass. "Why is this monk so stubborn? No wonder people in the world like to call monks bald donkeys, they are really as stubborn as donkeys. ”

Qingfeng sighed with the fruit: "Tomorrow night, we didn't do a good job of the master's explanation, I don't know if we will be punished, what are we going to do now?" ”

"I know that it's a mess, as stubborn as a donkey, could it be that you still cocked his mouth and forced him to eat?"

"Mingyue, look at what's wrong with this fruit?"

I saw that the aura around the fruit began to radiate, dissolving between heaven and earth, and it was only three quarters of an hour from the time the fruit was picked to now. The vine of the fruit began to wither slowly, and in a moment the fruit should begin to change.

I suddenly remembered, "The master said that this grass needs the leaves of fruit trees to keep it fresh." Otherwise, in an hour, the fruit will turn into gold and stone, and eventually it will turn into dust in the air. Now that the aura is beginning to dissipate, even if you wrap it in leaves, you can't stop it. So let's go to the monk again? Let him eat the fruit? ”

"Well, okay."

After saying that, we went to find Tang Sanzang again. The monk was still chanting, his eyes closed, pinching the Buddhist beads, as if no one was around.

It is said that several apprentices of Tang Seng were not the masters of Anfen, when we went to find Tang Sanzang. They quietly made a trip.

"This monk still refuses to eat! What to do? I asked Qingfeng.

"yes, if you don't eat it, it's going to be bad."

"Isn't it, it's too wasteful not to eat."

I thought for a moment: "Then let's eat!" I don't want to blame the master. ”

Qingfeng said: "Yes, it just happens that we are one by one." ”

Taking the Grass Returning Pill, I sniffed it carefully, and the aura emitted was inhaled into my nose and I felt the coolness of the aura. Although I know that this dispersed aura will disappear into the void later, I might as well taste it slowly.

Took a bite and well, no taste. I once asked the master, and the master said that the road is simple, back to the basics. Tasteless is already taste. It is more in line with the gathering of all flavors of life. Tasteless is actually unworldly, and I don't understand the taste of this hundred flavors. It would be nice if I could go down and practice sometime.

But this fruit is a bit strong!

"Qingfeng, I'm dizzy, I'll go back to my room to rest." With that, I stumbled back to my room, still holding the crystallized ginseng fruit twig.

Lying in bed, I felt like I had a dream. In my dream, I saw more than 20 square mounds abounding. Unknown monsters are running in an orderly manner on the road to Pingtan. From time to time, an Inhuman comes out of the monster's belly and goes in. And I am~ I'm a detective, commissioned to find her missing husband, and at night I went to a square tuck called the Rose Bar according to the clues.

Then~ then I was playing a game in a bar, and I ended up stumbling into a martial arts world by mistake. In the martial arts world, I got a red token. Then I was shaking the dice, and then I woke up. I went to receive ~ Tang Dynasty monk ~ Chen Xuanzang with Qingfeng. Later, I ate ginseng fruit and fell asleep on the ~bed~ of myself~self~!

I woke up. The sweat on my face dripped down my cheeks and onto my clothes, and my body was all soaked, and I secretly said that I was scared to death. I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was a dream, when suddenly my hand touched a cold object. I looked at it in a blink of an eye, and I only saw a card with a purple body and an eye-like pattern on the back, and I was lying quietly on the edge of the bed.