Yuan Shi Tianzun just shouted such a casually, he was not stupid enough to come to Beichen for trouble as soon as he became a saint.

He had already seen the scene of his own senior brother Taishang and Beichen fighting the law!

At that time, Taishang Laojun had been sanctified for thousands of years, and he was overstretched in front of Beichen's clone, and the beaten person turned on his back!

He has just become a saint, how is it compared to the original Taishang Laojun?

Of course: it's better to be sure!

Thinking of this, Yuan Shi Tianzun immediately re-entered the fixed realm, stayed in the Jade Void Palace to continue the retreat, and desperately improved the cultivation of the saint.

"This Yuan Shi Tianzun, sooner or later, he will still come to find trouble with the poor road!"

Beichen looked at the imposing Jade Void Palace and smiled faintly.

Didn't particularly care.

The five people beside him didn't say much.

Beichen can break through the flood and desolate road barriers and enter chaos, is it comparable to the small cultivation of the beginning?

Yuan Shi is coming, it is not looking for trouble, but looking for death!

The same saints, the gap is too big!

"Maybe Sanqing joins forces to break hands with the palace master!"

Kunpeng muttered to himself.

……

The six figures calmly fell into the Three Immortals Island.

Zhen Yuanzi invited: "Everyone, this time the Taixu Realm has seen chaos, and the poor Dao heart is very happy!" Please also enter my Wuzhuang view and taste a ginseng fruit! ”

"Ginseng fruit?"

A trace of saliva flowed from the corner of Hongyun's mouth: "Second Elder Zhenyuan, you are so generous, please let us eat ginseng fruit?" ”

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Hongyun Ancestor with disgust: "Hongyun, what are you talking about, you and I are Taoist friends, when have you ever been stingy?" When the Poor Dao Dojo was still in Wanshou Mountain, did you eat less ginseng fruit? ”

"Ahem, I ate some at that time, but I only ate ten!"

Hongyun Ancestor licked his lips, as if he remembered the deliciousness of the ginseng fruit, and he looked unsatisfied.

"Ten are you too little?" Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Hongyun, "My ginseng fruit tree is one of the ten spiritual roots of the flood wilderness, it blooms once in three thousand years, bears fruit once in three thousand years, and matures in another three thousand years!" Those who encounter this treasure fruit, smell it, and live an additional 360 years, and eat a bite to live for 47,000 years, how precious? ”

"Huh? Second Elder Zhenyuan, the ginseng fruit is certainly precious, but in front of us people, how can that effect be useful? Hongyun Old Ancestor laughed and laughed, "I'll wait for the quasi-saint to cultivate, and I will have a longevity of tens of thousands of yuan at every turn, and I don't care about that longevity!" ”

"Ahem, no matter how small a fly is, it's meat! No matter how little Shouyuan is, he is also Shouyuan! Zhen Yuanzi was a little embarrassed, "Beichen Dao Ancestor, everyone, please come to the Poor Dao Wuzhuang Temple!" ”

Several people were like-minded and followed Zhen Yuanzi into Wuzhuang Temple.

A small Taoist temple, all five organs, Qiongcao Yao flowers are innumerable, spiritual plants and spiritual fruits are thousands, beautiful, and the Tao Yun is very.

In the center of the backyard of Wuzhuang Temple, in the place where the spiritual plants are clustered, there is a big tree alone, with strange branches, and it is full of "little dolls".

When several people came to the tree, Hongyun stared at the fruit, his eyes lit up, and he kept swallowing his saliva.

This ginseng fruit, not to mention whether it increases longevity or not, is just a delicious spiritual root, which makes the great power feel holy.

Hongyun has eaten ginseng fruit many times and is extremely nostalgic for its taste.

I only heard Zhen Yuanzi say: "Beichen Dao Ancestor, everyone, this ginseng fruit tree of the poor Dao is a longevity Dao fruit, and it is also a Five Elements Dao fruit." If it is not touched by gold, it will melt when it encounters water, it will be scorched when it encounters fire, it will enter when it sees soil, and it will wither when it encounters wood. Wait for the poor road to use gold to get fruit! ”

As he spoke, Zhen Yuanzi took out a golden knocking stick in his hand, turned into a square plate, covered it with a black cloth, and approached the big tree.

A familiar breath came to his nose, and Zhen Yuanzi was overjoyed in his heart.

This backyard, he may not have been here in a long time!

Sanxian Island is a quiet place, and he knows that no idle people will come to collect ginseng fruits, so he has not cared about it for nearly 10,000 years.

At this time, Beichen also felt that this scene was extremely familiar, and the scene of the two children happily beating down the ginseng fruit kept coming to his mind.

The golden knock stick is still this golden knock stick, the ginseng fruit tree, or this ginseng fruit tree.

After a while, Zhen Yuanzi personally beat six ginseng fruits and served them with a smile: "Everyone, please enjoy!" ”

Hongyun couldn't wait to take one, and swallowed it in one bite, but before he could chew it, it was already in his stomach.

"It's over, I didn't taste anything!"

Hongyun Ancestor's eyes widened, and he only thought in his heart, this time he made a split, he originally wanted to taste the taste of ginseng fruit, but this vinegar slipped into his stomach, how could there be a taste?

I just feel like I ate it for nothing!

This scene seems to be very familiar to Beichen!

Look at the chubby red cloud again, it really looks like that person!

So, Beichen quietly walked up to the Red Cloud Ancestor, gestured with the ginseng fruit in his hand, and then nibbled on it with relish.

Standing in front of Hongyun, he ate slowly one bite at a time, with relish and aroma.

Seeing this, others also followed Beichen's example and started a "ginseng fruit eating conference".

Hongyun watched everyone eat ginseng fruit with blank eyes, as if they had participated in the meeting, but it also seemed that they had not participated in the meeting at all.

It was really too greedy to be seen, Hongyun smacked his lips: "Brother Zhenyuan, don't you want to beat a few more fruits?" ”

"It's just a fruit, it's gone before it tastes it, look at it!"

Hongyun rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

Zhen Yuanzi stared at Hongyun strangely: "Third Elder Hongyun, let's not play like this!" My fruit tree, which only bears thirty fruit trees in 10,000 years, is now beating six in one go, and it is no longer a joke! ”

At this time, several other people had also finished eating the ginseng fruit, and Kunpeng said, "Elder Zhenyuan, this fruit tastes good, you can call each of us another one!" ”

"yes, hit another one, I didn't taste the taste clearly just now!" The River Styx is also out of the tunnel.

The ginseng fruit is the spiritual root, but the Styx is the first time to eat it.

Emperor Ziwei also rarely took it orally, and sneered: "If Elder Zhenyuan can use another one, it will naturally be good!" ”

"There's no discipline, look at you powers, where is there any discipline?"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled bitterly in his heart, and regretted a little that he invited these people to eat ginseng fruit.

"It's still my Beichen Palace Master, and I don't say much to see if people don't say anything!"

Zhen Yuanzi saw that Beichen never spoke, and he was very comfortable: "Beichen Daozu didn't say anything, so there is no need to invite another round of ginseng fruit." Otherwise, if you go to the poor road and eat by yourself, you will have to use twelve ginseng fruits. ”

One tree only bears thirty ginseng fruits, which is Zhen Yuanzi's "snack" for ten thousand years, and he can't use it enough, how can he not feel distressed when he uses twelve at once?

"Hehe, Beichen Daozu, how does the ginseng fruit taste?"

Zhen Yuanzi planned to change the topic and fool Fang Cai's proposal.

"Hmm!" Beichen nodded, "Uh-huh...... I didn't know the taste! ”

"Huh? What? ”

Zhen Yuanzi felt bad, and an extremely bad premonition came to his heart.

"Elder Zhen Yuanzi, forgive Poor Dao for being blunt, Poor Dao's taste buds are dull, if you want to taste the right taste, I'm afraid you have to ...... One, two, three, four, five, get five ginseng fruits! Beichen coughed dryly, "Let's play four more rounds, you tree ginseng fruit, six of us, just five per person, how beautiful!" ”

"Forehead......" Zhen Yuanzi's old face darkened.

"What a rascal here! It's really unproductive, it turns out to be here! ”

Zhen Yuanzi regretted it very much, he shouldn't have asked this sentence just now!