Seeing Tang Sanzang raise the cornucopia without saying a word, everyone's faces changed greatly.

Ruyi True Immortal laughed so much that he almost didn't lose his breath: "Tang Sanzang, this immortal has said a long time ago, you can't save your apprentices, let alone everyone, you just accept your fate." ”

"Even if you smash the pot, it won't help, you still have to give birth to the baby in your womb. Ruyi True Immortal pinched his fingers, and then said proudly: "There is still an hour...... No, in half an hour, your hapless apprentice will be born. ”

"And you gods who dare to beat me have half a day to struggle. ”

The Ruyi True Immortal looked up to the sky and roared, and the faces of the gods changed greatly, revealing an extremely depressed look, and their morale was extremely low.

"Holy monk, do you want to wait any longer, maybe there will be a miracle?" Nezha persuaded forward, persuading Tang Sanzang not to impulsively smash the cornucopia first.

Although Nezha also knows that this chance is very small, but life is full of hope, and the future is created by me!

"Why wait, isn't the experience already here?" Xuanzang's eyes widened and he asked rhetorically.

Nezha: "???"

Why can't Prince Ben understand his words, could it be that he has been a fool for three years of pregnancy?

Nezha looked confused, and at this time, Tang Sanzang had already grabbed the handle of the cornucopia, and then shook it vigorously.

With a bang, a large basin of turbid spring water was sprinkled on the head of the Ruyi True Immortal, choking the Ruyi True Immortal and almost becoming a Ruyi Immortal.

"It's ...... How is it possible?"

That familiar smell appeared in front of him again, causing the Ruyi True Immortal to completely stiffen.

How did this damn Tang Sanzang do it, this is impossible!

Ruyi True Immortal was about to collapse, but when he looked carefully again, this basin of spring water scattered above his head, he couldn't help but laugh fiercely: "Tang Sanzang, you are not a real fetal spring at all, you are fake, hahaha!"

Xuanzang rolled his eyes and wondered, "Why do you say that?"

"You can deceive others, but you can't deceive this immortal. Ruyi Zhenxian said proudly: "The spring water of this fetal spring is sweet, no less than the water of the Zimu River, and there is a special smell of sulfur in it. ”

"But your spring water, not only is it not half sweet, but it also has a slightly sticky and fishy smell, it can't be a fetal spring at all!"

Hearing such a firm analysis of the Ruyi True Immortal, the gods who were originally full of hope all showed a look of complete disappointment in their eyes.

Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, took a closer look at the Falling Fetal Spring, and then said: "This is the Falling Fetal Spring, it's just that the poor monk is a little angry." ”

Nezha et al.: "???"

Ruyi True Immortal: "???"

Does your fire have anything to do with this spring?

Of course, Xuanzang wouldn't tell them that this cornucopia had repeatedly performed miraculous feats when dealing with the King of Inspiration.

It's covered with a poor monk full of a mouthful of Jinjin jade liquid!

As the saying goes, if you eat the meat of a poor monk, you can live forever, so if you eat the saliva of a poor monk, you will definitely be able to ...... Grow up fast!

Xuanzang looked at Ruyi True Immortal with a smile, and then shook the cornucopia larger than the basin, and another large basin of fetal spring water poured on the head of Ruyi True Immortal.

It's just that this pot is not as muddy and viscous as before, and it is also much thinner.

"Look at it again, is this the real Birthfall Spring?" Xuanzang's smile on his face became even stronger.

Ruyi True Immortal was half incredulous, and then took a sip into his mouth, and his face immediately changed.

"No, this is absolutely not, no!" Ruyi Zhenxian desperately denied it, but the more he was like this, the more suspicious everyone became, and the more determined this was the fountain of abortion.

"You just die, the poor monk is the first iron-boned and honest little Langjun in the Three Realms, how can he bear to deceive everyone. Xuanzang no longer paid attention to the Ruyi True Immortal, and poured all the remaining spring water from the cornucopia on the porcelain bowl.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you have also seen that this is a real fountain of rebirth. It's not much, it's on a first-come, first-served basis. ”

Xuanzang rolled his eyes, and then said with a smile: "This thing is amazing, if Lingji Bodhisattva sees it, they will definitely rob it." Therefore, if the poor monk gives it to you at will, it will not be easy to explain it to them......"

Xuanzang's words have been said here, how could those heavenly gods not know what Tang Sanzang meant, and they all stepped forward cheekily and said: "That's nature, or, holy monk, you can make a price?"

"A cup of Falling Fetal Spring only costs one fairy elixir, isn't that too much? The poor monk is a very fair person, if you have any opinions, just mention it. Xuanzang said with a smile.

Fairy elixir?

Everyone gasped and looked at Tang Sanzang in disbelief.

As we all know, it was a precious elixir that could easily improve the cultivation of the Golden Immortal level, how could an ordinary Heavenly God have such a thing.

"Are you sure, Holy Monk, you're not joking with us, are you?" said one of the gods' eyes widened.

"Or, this big bowl of fetal spring water will be given to you, okay?" Xuanzang said with a smile.

"Holy monk, don't joke with the little ones. Such a precious spring water, but it is hard to find, and the little god does not dare to take it casually. The god laughed.

"Hehe, that's a joke you made with the poor monk first!" Xuanzang rolled his eyes and said with a disdainful expression.

The Celestial: "......"

Knowing that Tang Sanzang was determined to exchange the spring water for the Immortal Spirit Pill, Nezha and the others were all panicked.

However, a god of the level of Nezha took a fairy elixir from Taishang Laojun last time.

At this time, there was nothing to do, so he had to give this immortal elixir back to Tang Sanzang intact.

"The third prince of Nezha is not a poor monk who is stingy. It is really very precious that this fountain is very precious, and the poor monk also worked hard to get some back. Xuanzang said helplessly.

"This prince naturally knows this! The holy monk does not need to say more. Nezha handed over the fairy elixir, drank the fetal spring in the cup in one gulp, and then left with a dark face and without saying a word.

"The King of Growth, this Birth Fountain is a limited edition. Take a sip or take a sip, you won't complain about the poor monk after drinking, right?" Xuanzang said apologetically.

"It's okay, is the little god the kind of person who cares about everything?" The Growth Heavenly King gave the Immortal Spirit Pill to Tang Sanzang, and then took away a glass of spring water with a gloomy face, unwilling to linger for a moment.

After a short time, Xuanzang made the bowl of fetal spring water seven, seven, eighty, eight.

It's just that those gods were all silent, their faces were as black as the bottom of a pot, and they took the spring water and left directly.

"Then let's talk about it first, next time if the poor monk is in trouble, you have to come over to help, okay?"

Xuanzang shouted loudly at the departing gods, and kept shaking his hands and shouting.

"Good!"

"Definitely!"

"No problem!"

The gods replied through gritted teeth, and then walked away without looking back.

Come on a fart, I won't help you next time I am killed, I'm going to kill someone!

"Lao Tzu's fairy elixir, it's gone like this, my Golden Immortal Avenue can't see the end!"

"You're okay, this god doesn't have a fairy elixir. I can only give my natal magic weapon to this dead bald head, and then I can exchange it for a drink, what a big loss!"

"The dead bald head dislikes my magic weapon is worthless, so I robbed the peach that the Queen Mother of the West gave to the god, woo woo!"

"The Nine Palaces Pure Heart Pill in this seat is gone......"

Many gods wept and wept, and returned to heaven in despair, closing their doors for three days and three nights before calming down their depressed mood a little.