Seven or eight days later, the area of Wanshou Mountain ushered in a rare good weather, the weather was clear, the wind was smooth, and people were happy.

Chu Feng, who has always been a great idler, has no time to pay attention at the moment, he is cultivating the "Taiqing Immortal Sutra" obtained before entering this world in the newly built Taoist temple, and his whole body is swirled in purple qi. At first glance, it looks like Taishang Laojun is sitting there.

Suddenly, a clear and pure voice came from outside the Taoist temple.

Interrupted Chu Feng!

"Chu Daoyou, meet the Yuanzi of Poor Dao Town"

The huge sound was a fight with the noise made by Chu Feng last time.

"Hmm"

The person who was waiting for came, Chu Feng woke up from his cultivation, opened his eyes, stood up, his body flashed, and disappeared.

At the door of the Taoist temple, as soon as Chu Feng appeared, he saw Zhen Yuanzi on the grass not far away, with a high crown and a broad belt, three strands of beard hanging down, a clear face, and a fairy wind and bones.

Behind him, there were two Taoist children in decent Taoist robes, that is, the breeze and the bright moon, perhaps related to the presence of Zhen Yuanzi, the bright moon little Taoist boy was very quiet.

"Zhen Yuanzi Daxian, the poor road has been waiting for you for a long time, please come in and talk about it"

Chu Feng politely made a gesture of please, and the door of the Taoist temple automatically opened.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded with a smile, walked up the steps with the breeze and bright moon, entered the Taoist temple, and looked at the huge buildings inside, showing a thoughtful expression.

Soon, the group came to the side hall of the Taoist temple and immediately sat on several yellow futons.

"Chu Dao Chang is the first to come out of the Daomen, and the poor Dao has learned from Lao Jun, and he is very pleased."

Zhen Yuanzi first expressed his attitude. As a veteran of Daomen, he has no less feelings about the increasing decline of Daomen.

Mingyue Xiaodaotong in the back pouted, it seemed that for this reason, her complaint did not work.

Chu Feng shook his head with a smile.

"There, the rise and fall of the Daomen, the children of the Daomen are everyone's responsibility, the poor Dao is just doing his own modest effort, this time, the poor Dao hopes to borrow the Lord's Wuzhuang Guan and ginseng fruit trees for use."

Zhen Yuanzi was stunned, he had heard of borrowing magic weapons, and it was the first time he had heard of borrowing other people's homes and liferoots-for Zhen Yuanzi, Wuzhuang Guan was his home, and the ginseng fruit tree was his liferoot.

"Don't promise him, this person is not a good person at first glance, maybe he is here for the ginseng fruit tree."

Mingyue interjected, her expression indignant.

In this world where immortals do not represent eternal life, if you smell it, you will live to be three hundred and sixty years old; Eat one, you can live for 47,000 years of ginseng fruit, the charm is very great, and it is not an exaggeration for the little girl to have this kind of cognition.

But it's okay to think so, but it's not right to say it.

Zhen Yuanzi came back to his senses, turned his head sideways, and swept over with a stern gaze, and the latter immediately turned into an obedient little quail, with his little head buried in his chest.

"Zhen Yuanzi Daxian, the plan of the poor road is ......"

Chu Feng briefly said his plan.

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and refused after hearing this, Chu Feng's plan involved him too deeply, and it did not meet his standards of detachment from the world.

"Okay, can you let Poor Dao take a look at the ginseng fruit tree!"

Chu Feng took a step back and said.

"Yes"

This is too simple for Zhen Yuanzi.

Later, the group entered the Wuzhuang Temple. Chu Feng and Zhen Yuanzi walked side by side, and entered the backyard of the Taoist temple under the surprised eyes of hundreds of Taoist priests and Taoist children.

What caught my eye was a small mountain-like ginseng fruit tree, and a heavy aura like a waterfall spilled from above, making the ground unusually damp and hard, very strange.

"Why hasn't this tree been transformed for an unknown amount of time?"

Chu Feng raised his own questions.

"At the beginning of the world, the poor road was born first, and some spells were cast on it"

Zhen Yuanzi said lightly.

When Chu Feng heard this, he looked at the ginseng fruit tree that ranked among the top ten spiritual roots, and felt sad, with the heel of the ginseng fruit tree, as long as he could transform into a shape, his achievements would not be worse than Zhen Yuanzi.

"Poor Dao wants to talk to the ginseng fruit tree, I don't know if it's okay?"

Finally, Chu Fengtu was exhausted.

"Fellow Daoist, the ginseng fruit tree did not give birth to spiritual wisdom!"

Zhen Yuanzi looked surprised.

"The Poor Way Has Its Way"

Chu Feng said, his eyes became moist, and two small rays of light swept out, entering the Azure Ginseng Fruit Tree, and then at a speed visible to the naked eye, the middle of the Ginseng Fruit Tree gained a circle, like a pregnant woman.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing?"

Zhen Yuanzi said sharply. There is a big disagreement, and the posture of attacking Chu Feng, the ginseng fruit tree is his lifeblood.

"Look"

Chu Feng stretched out his hand and pointed at the originally hard and abnormally hard ground, to be precise, near the thick roots, two small seedlings appeared, vibrant, swaying, like a miniature version of the ginseng fruit tree.

"This, this ......"

Zhen Yuanzi was shocked, in his cognition, this kind of thing could not happen.

"These two plants, can you send one to the poor road?"

Chu Feng asked with a smile.

"Yes, but Poor Dao wants to know how Daoist friends do it?"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Chu Feng with a puzzled expression.

"The ginseng fruit tree sent the poor, and she had already given birth to a vague spiritual wisdom."

Chu Feng was talking nonsense.

"Nonsense"

Zhen Yuanzi sneered, but a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you Zhen Yuanzi Daxian for his generosity, and the poor road has taken his leave"

Chu Feng raised his hand and took away a small ginseng fruit tree, arched his hand, and walked out.

"I don't send it"

Zhen Yuanzi remained motionless, staring at the ginseng fruit tree with unkind eyes.

Returning to the concept of immortality, Chu Feng came to the backyard in one step, found an open flat land, put down the little ginseng fruit tree, and then entered the soil and merged with the earth.

"Poor Dao has already got the ginseng fruit tree in his hands, what about the Nine Heavens Resting Soil?"

Chu Feng said into the air.

Out of thin air, an invisible force appeared, turning the soil on the ground red, surging to an unimaginable vitality flow, and the small ginseng fruit tree grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Someone is peeping"

The system speaks.

Chu Feng smiled slightly, opened the large array that had been set up a few days ago, and blocked everything.

At the same time, a cold snort came from the backyard of Wuzhuang Guan.

The large array shook violently, as if it would break open at any moment.

"Eye of Heaven's Punishment"

Chu Feng threw out a purple-eyed vertical eye, rose into the air, and quickly became larger, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation was released, and the entire large array immediately stabilized.

There was a shock from the backyard of Wuzhuang Guan.

After this day, the concept of immortality returned to calm, time passed quickly, on a certain day in a certain month, Chu Feng's birthday, the system gave the Heavenly Dao clothes - it can block all the divine powers of the gods.

Hu Erniang, Xifu, and Ah Qing also gave small gifts.

Unknowingly, in late autumn, Chu Feng sat cross-legged in the backyard, motionless. Surrounded by hundreds of ginseng fruit trees, the pirated heavenly king, Chu Daochang, once again created a miracle, the ginseng fruit that would have taken thousands of years to mature has been hung with branches, but I don't know what the effect is.

On this day, Xuanzang's master and apprentice came to the foot of Wanshou Mountain.