"Blue sky and white clouds, fresh air, beautiful mountains and rivers...... It's still a desolate world!"

In the void, a crack was torn, and a heroic figure walked away, with his hair scattered, his hands behind his back, and he couldn't help but sigh, "The world of the dark crack is too depressing. ”

“...... That's the way it is. Wukong, you must find the six-eared macaque as soon as possible, otherwise, when the red jiri horse monkey or the Tongwei ape reappears, without the strength above the peak of the quasi-saint, I am afraid it will be difficult for you to protect yourself!"

In the Qianqing Palace, Li Lin looked at a phantom figure in front of him and said solemnly.

"My grandson knows. Sun Wukong's second primordial god clenched his fists, feeling a sense of urgency in his heart, but soon frowned slightly, "It's just that this six-eared macaque is good at listening to sounds, can perceive reason, know before and after, everything is clear, and it is not easy to find him." I wonder if Your Majesty has an idea?"

Sun Wukong's second primordial god asked with a little expectation.

"Where is the journey to the west now?" Li Lin suddenly thought of something and asked.

"The four-member group has all gathered and is continuing their journey westward, and they have now arrived...... Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang View!"

......

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang View.

"Stepping on ......"

There was a sound of footsteps, and two boys appeared, Qingfeng and Mingyue, and stepped into the main hall.

"The breeze, the bright moon, the poor road is about to travel far away, to West Kunlun, to the invitation of the Queen Mother of the West. In the near future, there will be a passage of the Buddha through my Wuzhuang Temple, and the two of you will entertain the teacher, and give him two ginseng fruits, and talk about expressing your heart. Zhen Yuanzi said softly.

"It's... Master, the Buddha who took the scriptures is a Buddhist door, and our Wuzhuang Guan worships heaven and earth, recites the Yellow Court, and cultivates our own body, which belongs to the Xuanmen lineage, why do we use ginseng fruit for hospitality?" Qingfeng wondered.

"This Xuanzang, who had an extraordinary background in his previous life, was the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, a disciple of the Buddha in the West, and had several relationships with the poor Dao. In the Obon Festival, you will have tea with me...... Today, his reincarnated body has come to me, and he is not allowed to give gifts to the poor. ”

Zhen Yuanzi said that although the ginseng fruit is precious, it is no longer useful to him, and now that Buddhism is flourishing, he naturally does not want to offend Buddhism.

"Disciple obeys!" Qingfeng and Mingyue bowed and said.

The years are long, the time of January flies by, Xuanzang, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Seng, the foursome of the scriptures, and a white horse, came to the foot of Wanshou Mountain.

The pines and cypresses are verdant, the vines are entangled, the rare birds jump, the strange beasts are galloping, and the aura rises in the mountains and forests, the clouds and mist are misty, and the clouds and mist are ethereal, and the clouds are steaming, just like a fairyland on earth.

"What a Taoist temple!" Xuanzang looked at the past and stroked his palms and praised, "The momentum is magnificent, the layout is ingenious, the ingenuity is heavenly, and the heaven and man are one...... The master here must be a man of the way!"

"The master is right!" Zhu Bajie smiled and patted his ass.

The corners of Xuanzang's mouth twitched slightly, a little helpless; his three disciples, the eldest disciple Sun Wukong, were silent and rebellious, but they were very angry, and if they encountered demons, they were basically killed by him with a stick; but they rarely spoke, and they seemed to be preoccupied.

The second disciple Zhu Bajie likes to pat on the back, although he eats a lot, but he is very lazy; the third disciple Sha Seng has a dull face, down-to-earth, and is an honest person at first glance.

"Let's go, go to the Taoist temple in front of you to rest, and hurry tomorrow!" Xuanzang said.

Sun Wukong was still silent, Zhu Bajie nodded again and again, and Sha Seng smirked...... Xuanzang shook his head helplessly, led the three disciples, and walked forward.

Qingfeng and Mingyue heard that they were learning from the Buddha, and they were instructed by Zhen Yuanzi, so they naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly invited the four of them into the view to entertain them.

"Thank you two Dao Tong!" Xuanzang thanked.

Half an hour later, Qingfeng Mingyue Ertong, according to Zhen Yuanzi's instructions, beat two ginseng fruits in the backyard and came to the guest room.

"Master Xuanzang, I've been traveling for days, I must be hungry. This is a treasure in my view, ginseng fruit, specially to quench the thirst of the master. Qingfeng called softly, pointed to the tray in Mingyue's hand, and said with a smile.

Mingyue and Qingfeng have been together for many years, and they have a tacit understanding, and between words, they opened the fruit plate, which was the two ginseng fruits.

"Ginseng fruit?" Xuanzang was slightly surprised when he heard this, feeling that the name was a little strange, and looked at Qingfeng's fingers, he was suddenly taken aback, and said in surprise: "This... This is clearly a child who has not yet reached the age of three dynasties, how can he quench my thirst?

"The master misunderstood, this fruit is a treasure of the fairy family, and it is as famous as the heavenly peach, called 'ginseng fruit', also known as 'grass returning pill'. It blooms once in 3,000 years, bears fruit in 3,000 years, matures in 3,000 years, and can only be eaten in nearly 10,000 years. ”

"And in these ten thousand years, only thirty fruits can be produced, like a child, with all four limbs and salty features. If you have a fate, you can increase your longevity by 360 years if you smell it, and if you eat one, you can live for 47,000 years!"

Qingfeng explained with a smile, but in his heart he secretly ridiculed Xuanzang's mortal body and didn't know the treasures of the immortal family.

"Is that really the case?" Xuanzang will be suspicious, he was once a Buddha of the Ming Buddhism, although he did not have the practice of Buddhism, but he has seen a lot of rare treasures, but the fruit like a baby is the first time to see.

"This boy is right, ginseng fruit is indeed a treasure of the fairy family. At this moment, a figure appeared outside the door, but it was Sun Wukong who walked in, raised his eyelids, and said casually, "This place is the holy land of Xuanmen, how can a moral person of the Lord use children to entertain, and what is the difference between such an act and a demon?"

"If you don't believe it, take a bite, if it's a child, it's flesh and blood, if it's a fairy fruit, it's sweet juice!"

"What this elder said is exactly what he said, and it should be so!" Qingfeng and Mingyue said in unison, secretly admiring in their hearts: Don't look at this elder's sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, his appearance is ugly, but his insights are unique.

"Wukong, you ......"

Xuanzang was slightly surprised, this is the first time that Sun Wukong has said so many words, and he is methodical, not at all like a rude person;

"Master, master, Brother Monkey is right! This is a ginseng fruit, a treasure of the fairy family, I have heard of it in the sky, and I have seen it at the Pan Tao Meeting, and it is exactly like this. Zhu Bajie rushed in, his eyes widened, and his saliva flowed, "If the master is unwilling, it is better to give this ginseng fruit to my old pig." ”

"Amitabha! this ......" Xuanzang hesitated slightly, and muttered in his heart: "This is really a treasure of the immortal family?!"

But thinking of Sun Wukong's words, Xuanzang nodded again and said, "Bajie, if you need it, take it." And if there's one more, I'll give it to ...... Wukong, Sand Monk, you two ......"

"I don't need it, give it to Senior Brother Sha. Sun Wukong lightly refused.

"In that case, Sand Monk, this ginseng... And it will be given to you. Xuanzang called the sand monk outside the house.

"This ...... Master, this is a ginseng fruit, you ......" Sha Seng's eyes lit up slightly, but then he refused again.

"Even though this is a real fairy fruit, but it is shaped like a child, how can a poor monk eat it?!" Xuanzang said, seeing the juice overflowing from Zhu Bajie's mouth, he finally determined that this ginseng fruit was a real fairy fruit.

But looking at the shape of this fairy fruit, Xuanzang still couldn't lower his mouth, closed his eyes, folded his hands, and said, "Sha Seng, take it quickly." ”

"Hey, hey, thank you, master!" the sand monk nodded and picked up the ginseng fruit.

The next day, the sky will be bright, the white of the fish belly reflects the sky, Xuanzang master and apprentice four people bid farewell to the breeze and the bright moon, left Wuzhuang Temple, and continued to travel west.

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