White dragon horse, hooves continue to face west!

Jiang Liu sat on the back of the white dragon horse, looking back, as he gradually moved away, Wanshou Mountain looked smaller and smaller.

For Jiang Liu, although this trip to Wanshou Mountain was not satisfactory, it has to be said that it was also very rewarding.

First of all, it was a two-month stay, which was the longest time I've stayed on the road since I embarked on the westbound road, and overall, it was not bad!

Of course, the biggest gain is the transformation of ginseng fruit to its own qualifications, the original experience value obtained by Tianlong Zenyin was only 4 points, but because of the transformation of ginseng fruit, it became 6 points, which has greatly improved his growth rate in the future.

In two months, his level has also been raised to level 33, which is naturally not a small gain.

Moreover, in addition to this, there are three ginseng fruits in the parcel space of the river stream.

I ate one of the two before, kept one, and the ginseng fruit in the back, nine ginseng fruits, three of Zhen Yuanzi's master and apprentice, his three apprentices and Bailongma each ate one, and the remaining two were also collected by Jiang Liu.

"Staying in Wuzhuang Guan for a long time to cultivate, it is impossible, to stay for two months, to raise the level to level 33, and the promotion effect of ginseng fruit, this Wuzhuang Guan catastrophe can be regarded as the biggest harvest since I embarked on the road to the west, right?"

After glancing at the direction of Wanshou Mountain, Jiang Liu's heart murmured secretly, and he was satisfied with this trip to Wuzhuang Temple.

Moreover, the relationship between himself and Zhen Yuanzi is a righteous brother, which is a relationship that has been recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

In Jiang Liu's view, although this identity is not of great use now, it may be able to play a huge role in the future.

Taking a step back, if he tore his face with the Mantian God Buddha in the future, if Zhen Yuanzi could stand on his side, it would be a huge gain.

Not to mention how Jiang Liu was calculating in his heart, the Monkey King next to him was bored.

After staying in Wuzhuang for two months, drinking and eating meat in his spare time, playing mahjong and fighting landlords, Sun Wukong also felt that life was extremely comfortable, and at this moment he embarked on the road to the west, Sun Wukong actually felt a little bored.

Even Sun Wukong has such a mind, and Zhu Bajie next to him can be imagined, and he looks even more spiritless.

Of course, compared to the two of them, Sha Wujing is obviously in a good mood, and when he walks, he even occasionally hums a little song.

In Sha Wujing's opinion, this time he ate a ginseng fruit, which can be said to be a big profit.

And after two months of grinding, he finally embarked on the road to the west again, and Sha Wujing naturally felt happy.

......

Not to mention that after Jiang Liu and the others embarked on the road to the west, they went all the way to the west, and on the side of Wuzhuang Guan, after Jiang Liu and his party left, the disciples who stayed in the Yuxu Palace of course also returned.

Although two months have passed in Wuzhuang Temple, one day in the sky and one year on the earth, these disciples have actually counted the time they have stayed in the Yuxu Palace for a short time.

The existence of the river seems to be just an inconspicuous wave for Wuzhuang Guan, and after they left, Wuzhuang Guan returned to its previous calm.

However, whether this wave will slowly subside, or whether it will turn into a stormy sea over time, only God knows.

After instructing his disciples to cultivate well, Zhen Yuanzi felt something in his heart and returned to the quiet room to cultivate, this cultivation is seventy-seven forty-nine days.

It's just that what Zhen Yuanzi didn't know was that after he meditated, Qingfeng Mingyue and the two Taoist boys cut out more than a hundred small squares out of wood, and then carved them carefully.

Their carving skills are much better than those of Jiangliu, the patterns on the mahjong are very exquisite, and with the use of cinnabar and other pigments, a more exquisite mahjong is quickly made.

"Huh, Qingfeng, Mingyue, what are you two doing?" happened to be a few disciples of Wuzhuang Guan passing by, saw the mahjong made by Qingfeng and Mingyue, and asked with some curiosity.

"Oh, senior brother, we are making a gadget called mahjong, do you want to try it?" Hearing this senior brother's inquiry, Qingfeng and Mingyue glanced at each other, and then with some mysterious smiles on their faces, they opened their mouths and invited.

"Gadgets, you two guys, do you know that the plaything is distracted?" Hearing that this so-called mahjong is just a gadget and a pastime, the senior brother's brows furrowed tightly, and immediately, he said angrily.

"Yes, yes, senior brother, we don't dare to slack off in cultivation!" Listening to this senior brother's words, Qingfeng Mingyue and the two Dao boys didn't dare to say anything, so they had to lower their heads and look like they were obedient and admit their mistakes.

Regardless of whether you will be obedient in the future, at least if you make a mistake, you will admit that this is a good habit!

"You two, really, if you are bored in your spare time, you can use piano, chess, calligraphy and painting as a pastime, and you can figure out what these things are going to do for no reason? What are these little wooden blocks, what are these patterns engraved on them?, are they children's things?" shook his head, this senior brother is also for the good of the two of them, and he said seriously.

"That, senior brother, this thing was not figured out by us, it was taught to us by Tang Seng, and he and his apprentices can play with it!" Hearing the education of the senior brother, Qingfeng Daotong opened his mouth and said in defense.

"Oh, it's Tang Seng!?Several of their masters and apprentices are playing!?Did they teach you!?" Hearing this, the chattering senior brother who was ready to preach was slightly stunned.

Tang Seng? Isn't that the master's sworn brother? He is also shouldering the heavy responsibility of taking the Western Scriptures, and the identities of his disciples are also extraordinary, and they are actually playing with this gadget? Could it be that there are many benefits in this that they do not understand?

It's like playing chess, even though it's just some very simple black and white chess pieces, but between the square and the vertical, it can make people cultivate endless wisdom?

"Qingfeng, since Tang Seng and his apprentices taught you, then, senior brother, let's try it too?"

After thinking about it, I felt that since Tang Seng and his master and apprentice all played, and they also deliberately taught Qingfeng Mingyue, maybe there was some deep meaning, this senior brother sighed slightly for a while, and then spoke.

"Okay, wow, but this mahjong must be played by four people, let's bring another senior brother over, shall we?" Hearing this senior brother's words, Qingfeng Mingyue and the two of them nodded with joy on their faces.

Soon, because of the lack of three and one, another senior brother was pulled over to make a corner!

Two hours later......

A small square table, four disciples of Wuzhuang Guan, has been fighting fiercely, and next to it, there are more than a dozen disciples, looking very interested.

This mahjong game seems to be just a simple little game, but after it is really going to be played at night, there seems to be a very strange magic that people can't resist at all.

It's like eating melon seeds in your spare time, if you don't eat it, it's nothing, but once you swallow it, it's a feeling that you can't stop......

"Senior brother, you've all been late for so long, are you already tired?

"Mingyue, it seems that you haven't cleaned the ginseng orchard for a long time, right?

"That, a few senior brothers, I made a pair of mahjong, you can take a look, is there anything missing!?"

"Here, I'll show you!"

"Senior brother, don't rob it!"

"That, in fact, in addition to playing mahjong, there is also a faster-paced, fun game that is not bad, called fighting the landlord, three people can play!"

......

Seven hundred and forty-nine days later, Zhen Yuanzi walked out of the quiet room, only feeling relaxed and happy.

In this retreat, although his cultivation has not improved, Zhen Yuanzi feels that his comprehension of the Heavenly Dao seems to have deepened again.

"Although without the foundation of the Great Dao, it is impossible to break through to the realm of a saint in this life, but with the deepening of the understanding of the Heavenly Dao, the strength can still be improved, if you can't become a saint, if you have the opportunity to become the first person under the saint, it's not bad, right?"

Feeling that he had gained a lot from this retreat, Zhen Yuanzi nodded secretly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he looked satisfied.

After the retreat, Zhen Yuanzi walked out of the quiet room, looked left and right, but found that there was not a single disciple in the courtyard, which made Zhen Yuanzi frown slightly.

What about the other disciples? Where have they gone?

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi heard a faint noise of noise, and his heart moved slightly, and he walked over after the sound.

I saw that on the square of Wuzhuang Temple, more than ten tables were placed, there were square tables, there were round tables, and there were four people sitting on the square table, and everyone was rubbing mahjong.

And the round table, there were three people sitting, all with cards in their hands.

These noisy voices naturally came from here.

"Eat, hahaha, junior brother, haven't you noticed?

"Bar, hahaha, flowers bloom on the bar, Hula!"

"Call the landlord!"

"Grab the landlord!"

"Wang Bang! Won!"

"Hold the grass, Lao Tzu still has a bomb in his hand, fortunately he didn't throw it off!"

"Hold the grass! I knew I wouldn't be in red, oh my God, my thirteen cards!"

"Okay, okay, senior brothers, I still have to cook, so I won't fight!"

"Wait, don't go, play two more laps! Do you want to leave if you win? I didn't expect you to be such a senior brother!"

......

The shouting, shouting, as well as the sound of cards throwing on the table, and the sound of rubbing mahjong, mixed together, this scene made Zhen Yuanzi's eyebrows jump wildly.

It's also a shame that Jiang Liu has already gone far, far away, otherwise, if Jiang Liu sees this scene, he may help Zhen Yuanzi take off the plaque of "Wuzhuang Temple" and replace it with the plaque of "Wuzhuang Mahjong Hall".