Wuzhuang Guan, permeated with a thick mana rhyme, continuously pulling the origin of the best innate wood of the ginseng fruit tree, pouring into the scattered gourd.

However, it didn't work much!

The remnant soul of the red cloud has been restored to a certain extent, but it is still extremely weak, and it can only stabilize the remnant soul!

Zhen Yuanzi's body trembled, and the mana in his body was almost exhausted.

The ginseng fruit tree, trembling slightly, sheds countless wisps of withered yellow leaves.

The origin of the ginseng fruit tree has almost lost half, and the grade will inevitably fall!

Zhen Yuanzi was like a madman at the moment, and when his mana was exhausted, he began to consume his own origin and save the remnant soul of the red cloud!

Wei Shuyu stood aside and watched this scene quietly, "I still underestimate the brotherhood between them......"

Wei Shuyu reminded loudly: "Zhenyuan Great Immortal, the sky is constant, the momentum of life and death is difficult to reverse, if you want to save the remnant soul of Hongyun's predecessors, you need to take it step by step, and you can't be in a hurry!" ”

Zhen Yuanzi completely ignored Wei Shuyu's words and continued to mobilize the origin!

At this moment, the scattered gourd began to tremble violently, and Hongyun laughed twice, with heartiness and satisfaction in his voice, "Hongyun and Brother Zhenyuan have met and intersected in this life, and they have no regrets in death!" ”

"I can still eat ginseng fruit again, and I will die without regrets!"

"Brother Zhenyuan, don't consume the origin to restore the remnant soul, if Brother Zhenyuan doesn't listen to persuasion again, Hongyun will take the initiative to disperse the remnant soul......" Hongyun's voice is extremely resolute, my brother can sacrifice the origin to save me, and for the sake of my brother's future path, how can I let it be consumed again, why fear death?

Zhen Yuanzi ignored the red cloud and continued to consume the origin, and the scattered gourd began to tremble violently, and there were traces of rout at any time.

Zhen Yuanzi finally closed his eyes unwillingly, sighed deeply, sat down on the ground, and blamed himself: "Brother is incompetent, I can't save my virtuous brother......"

"Haha, the momentum of life and death has been reversed, I have been falling for countless years, and only this wisp of remnant soul is left, if my brother really saves me, will I surpass the saint?" Hongyun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhen Yuanzi had withdrawn his mana.

"Actually, it's okay, I always didn't listen to my brother when I was alive, so I would be killed, and now I can stay in Wuzhuang Guan at any time."

"Brother doesn't have to blame himself, this is all my fate!"

"To be able to leave a wisp of remnant soul to see my brother is already the favor of heaven!"

Zhen Yuanzi sat paralyzed on the ground, his breath was disordered, his eyes were a little distracted, he smiled bitterly twice, and began to chat with Hongyun about the past.

Wei Shuyu saw the two chatting about the past, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, so he took the initiative to withdraw from the main hall.

Wait quietly.

Qingfeng and Wei Shuyu waited outside the main hall together, and sometimes they could hear the teacher laughing heartily inside......

Qingfeng was very puzzled in his heart, and his eyes looked at Wei Shuyu, "Fellow Daoist, what happened?" Teacher... Why such a gaffe? ”

You must know that the teacher is the ancestor of the earth immortals, the great immortal of Zhenyuan, and the peers of the Sanqing Dynasty, and the emperor of the four emperors and the five parties is the younger generation of the teacher......

But today, the teacher is frequently out of shape......

Wei Shuyu listened to Qingfeng's question, and chuckled, "Perhaps... Zhenyuan Daxian is like this. ”

Wei Shuyu waited outside the main hall for three days and three nights.

Only then did Zhen Yuanzi slowly walk out of the main hall, "Qingfeng, hit five fruits." ”

"Yes, follow the teacher's instructions."

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Wei Shuyu and said slowly: "Poor Dao has placed the scattered gourd in the middle of the ginseng fruit tree, and it is nourished by the essence of wood!" ”

"It's so good, the essence of the wood contains the spirit and soul to recover from the injury, and it has a miraculous effect." Wei Shuyu nodded.

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were still staring at Wei Shuyu sharply, and he asked three times: "Where did you find the scattered gourd?" Why did you send it to Wuzhuang Temple? What is your plan? ”

Why was Red Cloud hunted down back then? It's just because of that Hongmeng purple gas!

That Hongmeng purple qi disappeared after the virtuous brother blew himself up!

There are too many monks who want to find that wisp of Hongmeng purple qi, the foundation of enlightenment!

Wei Shuyu saw that Zhen Yuanzi's momentum changed sharply, his face was still flat, and he smiled lightly, "Probably because of fate, the kid met the scattered gourd!" ”

"As for why you sent Wuzhuang Guan? Zhenyuan Daxian still remembers the ancient years? Wei Shuyu asked rhetorically.

"In ancient times?" Zhen Yuanzi was also a little stunned by his question, and he didn't know for a while.

Wei Shuyu's thoughts seemed to have returned to ancient times, and he slowly said loudly: "In ancient times, the Lich Tribulation War broke out, and the demon clan began to massacre our human race in order to refine the witch slaying sword!" ”

"I am hundreds of millions of people, blood flowed like rivers overnight, and corpses were everywhere......"

"There are countless powers in heaven and earth who ignore the demon clan and slaughter our human race, only Zhen Yuanzi Daxian, with supreme mana, has sheltered millions of human races, and even does not hesitate to face the Eastern Emperor Taiyi!"

Zhen Yuanzi listened to what Wei Shuyu said, and his thoughts seemed to have returned to that catastrophe, the human race is a primate, and the scene of being slaughtered is terrible!

Zhen Yuanzi really couldn't bear to perish like this, so he sheltered the millions of human races with kindness.

Zhen Yuanzi almost forgot about it.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Wei Shuyu with his eyes, but he forgot that there was a human race in front of him!

Wei Shuyu said again: "The grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring!" ”

"Or, Zhenyuan Daxian can also take this matter as a fate, the day the Great Immortal planted the cause, today I send back the scattered gourd, it is the fruit!"

Zhen Yuanzi listened to what Wei Shuyu said, his majesty suddenly dispersed, his face showed enlightenment, and he praised: "After many years, the human race has produced heroes, if you are born in the era of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, you will definitely have a great achievement, and the elegance is peerless!" ”

What Zhen Yuanzi said, there is another layer of meaning, Wei Shuyu was born in the wrong era, and now the human race is difficult to return, the luck has been divided among the saints, and the three emperors and five emperors are under house arrest in Huoyun Cave!

There are no more heroes in the human race, and they have become vassals of the four major sects of saints and the heavenly court!

Wei Shuyu also heard the second meaning of Zhen Yuanzi's words, his face became solemn, his eyes stared at Zhen Yuanzi, and said seriously:

"I'll answer Fang Cai Zhenyuan Daxian's third question!"

"What do I have in mind?"

"This behavior is coming from hundreds of millions of compatriots!"

"This trip is for people to win the sky!"

"This trip is here for the self-improvement of the human race!"

Wei Shuyu's voice was agitated, filling the Wuzhuang Temple, which has absolute self-confidence and self-improvement!

Zhen Yuanzi felt the powerful confidence exuded from Wei Shuyu's body, and he was also shocked, "It's really the Terran Tianjiao hero!" ”

"Man will conquer the sky? Continual self-improvement? Do you know how much it weighs? So heavy that even the saints dare not say that man will conquer the sky! Zhen Yuanzi's eyes flickered, and he also stared at Wei Shuyu.

"It weighs tens of millions of pounds, but the human race must be carried, must be carried, there is no choice!"

"The Heavenly Immortal Saint will not let you go!"

"Luck is mysterious and mysterious, all saints and immortals are fighting, but the picture is not luck, do you understand?"

If you don't have enough luck saints, you dare to snatch luck from the saints as a human race? It's no different from seeking death!

Wei Shuyu's face did not change, "People are inherently dead, heavier than Wuyue or lighter than Hongmao!" ”

"Since its birth, the human race has struggled to survive, but it still can't escape being slaughtered, cannibalized, surviving in the cracks, and becoming a victim of the battle of the Heavenly Immortal Saints......"

"The Terrans have to stand up, there is no choice!"

"But once you die, who else will you give me?"

Zhen Yuanzi stood quietly in the Wuzhuang Temple, listening to Wei Shuyu's answer, and the Dao Heart of the Quasi-Saint Great Perfection Realm also set off huge waves.

In front of him, the Wei Shuyu Terran cultivator was only a late stage cultivator of the Golden Immortal, and his strength was extremely weak in the Three Realms, but his spirit and belief had such a powerful explosive impact!

This impact even shocked me, I'm afraid that the saint is here, and he will also have a will!

"What a better person!" Zhen Yuanzi's eyes showed appreciation.

The ginseng fruit has been called.

Zhen Yuanzi set up a simple immortal banquet in Wuzhuang Temple, and entertained Wei Shuyu with ginseng fruit and immortal wine.

"The Wuzhuang view of Nilai is not just for the purpose of sending away the gourd, right?"

Wei Shuyu nodded, "There is one more request!" ”

"Say it though!"

"When the scriptures are over and the Holy Land of the Terran is established, look at the Zhenyuan Daxian and help out!" Wei Shuyu said the fundamental purpose of this trip!

"Preparing for the construction of the Terran Holy Land? Just to help? Zhen Yuanzi was stunned.

"It's enough to just say it!"

"As for how to face this Heavenly Immortal Saint, it is for the human race to face!"

"Haha, what's so hard about that?"

"If the Holy Land of the Terran Race is established, the poor Dao will be the first to speak out and admit it!"

"Very good, Zhenyuan Daxian, please!" Wei Shuyu picked up a glass of immortal wine and saluted Zhen Yuanzi.

After Zhen Yuanzi drank a few glasses of immortal wine, he admired Wei Shuyu more and more, how fortunate is it that the human race still has such a proud hero at this time?

"Do you have a mountain gate?" Zhen Yuanzi pondered for a moment and asked.

Zhen Yuanzi has no disciples, although Qingfeng and Mingyue are disciples, they are actually more like Daotong.

Zhen Yuanzi did not have a descendant, but when he saw Wei Shuyu at this moment, he moved the idea of accepting apprentices.

Wei Shuyu listened to Zhen Yuanzi's question, and also knew what it meant, smiled and took off the long cloth bag behind him, and replied: "Thank you Zhen Yuan Daxian for your love!" ”

The mouth of the long cloth bag opened, and a wisp of green light rose to the sky, and the fierce sword intent filled the Wuzhuang view!

Zhen Yuanzi felt the familiar sword intent, and his eyes also showed shock, "Qingping! ”

"Qingping Sword is actually in your hand?"

"He actually passed Qingping to you!"

Zhen Yuanzi was shocked in his heart, and thought of the recent rebellion in the Three Realms, Yunxiao was rescued, when the Holy Mother made a move, the demons attacked the heavenly court, and his heart suddenly brightened, and he laughed twice, "It turns out that those are all planned by you behind your back!" ”

Wei Shuyu smiled but did not speak, closed the mouth of the cloth bag again, and turned his back behind him.

Wei Shuyu is not a disciple of the Interception Sect, holding Qingping, but it is only temporarily borrowed by the Tongtian Sect Master, the explanation is useless, and it is in vain!

Therefore, Wei Shuyu has never explained, he has not explained to the Bull Demon King, he has not explained to the Holy Mother of Wudang, Yunxiao, and he has not explained to Zhen Yuanzi at this moment!

Zhen Yuanzi saw Qingping and never mentioned the words of accepting apprentices again.

The fact that the Shangqing Sage was able to pass on the Qingping Sword to him proved his identity, the Young Sect Master!

If the Shangqing Saint does not return from Zixiao Palace, then Wei Shuyu is the sect leader!

Although Zhen Yuanzi is a veteran quasi-saint and has a deep fortune, he is not arrogant and thinks that he can compete with the Shangqing saint for disciples!

The sage of Shangqing has seen Qingping to him, which is enough to prove... His position in the hearts of the saints of the Shangqing Dynasty!

When the immortal banquet ended, Wei Shuyu did not leave.

Zhen Yuanzi also began to teach Wei Shuyu the Xuanmen Taoism, and the heritage of the old quasi-saint is as deep and vast as the ocean!

Wei Shuyu is like a sponge, absorbing the majestic Dao rhyme.

By the way, I'm waiting for the scripture taker to come!

……

Usz Tibetan State.

Sun Wukong chased him to Yunzhan Cave and defeated Zhu Gangguan after a few rounds of fighting.

The prototype of the pig has just appeared, a huge fat pig, which was tied to a golden hoop stick by Sun Wukong with a rope conjured from monkey hair.

Sun Wukong drove the clouds and carried a golden hoop stick on his shoulder, and there were pigs with four hooves tied to the golden hoop stick......

Gao Laozhuang.

Sun Wukong fell from the clouds, and the pig was still hissing and chirping.

"Little White Dragon, is the pot boiling?"

"Senior brother, it's already boiled."

"Quick, hurry up and call the master!"

……

High-ranking foreign house, hall house.

Chen Jiangliu was chatting with senior staff, and the senior staff was satisfied with Chen Jiangliu as his son-in-law, Chen Jiangliu became interested and hit it off!

We're talking about marriage.

The little white dragon ran over eagerly and whispered, "Master, senior brother is back." ”

Where is Chen Jiangliu still thinking about eating at this time, the marriage is tight, "The master is busy, I'll talk about it later." ”

"Master, hungry."

"Master, I'm hungry."

"Master, senior brother also said that he was hungry."

"That's it, that's it, outside the senior staff, when the poor monk comes back, let's talk about it in detail."

"Lead the way!"

"Okay master!"

Gao Laozhuang, an empty land.

The cauldron was erected, the fire was blazing, and the boiling water was bubbling in the pot.

Pig Gang was tied to the golden hoop stick, and was extremely puzzled, "What? Do I still need to take a shower to get started? ”

Just when Zhu Gangguan was puzzled, he suddenly felt a murderous aura, and saw a young monk walking over with a menacing attitude.

"Wukong, take out the jungle knife that is the ancestor of the master!"

Jungle knives are knives specially used to fight game, so they are called jungle knives.

Chen Jiangliu's jungle knife is not simple, it is made of meteorite sent by Wei Shuyu back then, and it is placed in Jinshan Temple day and night to receive Buddhist edification, and the light is opened!

Chen Jiangliu took the jungle knife, took out the whetstone, and began to sharpen it.

The bound pig was even more puzzled, "Sharpen the knife?" What do you do with sharpening knives? ”

"Wukong, little white dragon, look at the point, as a teacher, I will show you again, this pig killing is also skillful, stab the blood, the white knife enters, and the red knife comes out."

"As a teacher, you need this time, and you can get it out!"

Hearing that he was going to kill the pig, Pig Gangguan was terrified, "He wants to kill me?" This monk is going to kill me? ”

Pig Gangguana's bound body began to writhe wildly, making a hysterical cry for help, "Help, help!" ”

"The monk is going to kill someone, phew... Kill the pigs! ”

"Wukong, little white dragon, hold me down!" Chen Jiangliu sharpened his knife and approached the big pig step by step.

Zhu Gangguan sensed the ferocious aura on the sharpened shiny knife, and saw countless blood returns, and it was not a mortal knife in the mortal world, it was a spirit knife that could really kill pigs!

Zhu Gangguan's heart was very flustered, and he wanted to let this monkey leash himself to see the person who learned the scriptures to apprentice, but he actually wanted to kill the pig?

"Guanyin Bodhisattva, help!" The hysterical roar of pigs resounded through the sea of clouds.

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