Chapter 6 Wanshou Mountain
"I don't know much about this poor Dao, but a Taoist friend named Hongyun invited Poor Dao to go to Wanshou Mountain together to taste the innate spirit fruit. ”
Yuan Long hesitated slightly, he and Hongyun only had a one-sided relationship, so he invited him to go to Wanshou Mountain to get together, one to derive the Dharma and discuss the Tao together, and the other to taste the taste of one or two innate spirit fruits.
Red Cloud!
Wanshou Mountain!
Xuansong Dao people couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts, Hongyun was a famous supernatural in the desolate world, and he was also one of the three thousand innate gods and demons in Zixiao Palace, and he was friendly with Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earth immortals.
However, Hongyun's luck was insufficient, although he was given a Hongmeng purple qi by Hongjun Dao Ancestor, he ended up with a dead end, which is sad and lamentable.
As for Wanshou Mountain!
It is the dojo of Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earth immortals, with a companion spiritual root, called: ginseng fruit tree, which is one of the top ten innate spiritual roots in the desolate world, and the mystery is not under the innate five-needle pine.
Rumored ginseng fruit tree. It blooms once in 3,000 years, bears fruit once in 3,000 years, and matures after another 3,000 years.
Those who are destined to live 360 years old by smelling it, and 47,000 years if they eat one.
Even for Da Luo Jin Xian, it can also enhance his own cultivation.
"I see. ”
"Since there is an innate spirit fruit to taste, Poor Dao will naturally not miss it. Xuansong Daoren said with an impassive expression.
For Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi, and ginseng fruit, he had long wanted to see it.
"Haha, that's great. ”
Seeing that Xuansong Daoist agreed, Yuan Long immediately laughed, and the divine light on his body flashed, turning into a ray of light and flying into the sky.
"The poor road is one step ahead. ”
Seeing this, Xuansong Daoren nodded with a smile, and the innate five elements and five colors on his body flashed, and he only chased after Yuanlong.
He knew very well in his heart that Yuanlong's move was not only a guide, but also a test.
I want to see how his magic channel works.
In a flash, more than ten days passed, and the two came to a spiritual mountain almost at the same time.
I saw the spiritual mountain in front of me, the high mountain is extremely high, and the general trend is magnificent. The root is connected to the veins of the flood and the middle of the sky.
Every time the white crane comes to perch on the cypress, the ape hangs the vine when it is re-hung. The sun reflects the clear forest, and thousands of red mist surround it; the wind produces a cloudy ravine, and thousands of colorful clouds fly.
The birds are crying in the green bamboo, and the golden pheasants are fighting among the wild flowers. The peaks and peaks are continuous, overlapping and repeating. The dragon roars and the tiger roars, and the crane dances and the ape cries. The elk emerges from the flowers, and the green luan sings to the sun, which is the real blessed land of the spiritual mountain.
Although it can't be a small world of its own, nor is it a cave world, it is inevitably a bit of a fly in the ointment, but it has another mystery.
Looking from afar, a big tree in the sky can be faintly seen rising to the sky, overflowing bursts of innate spiritual light, obviously a rare innate spiritual root.
"What a spiritual mountain blessed land, a good innate Yimu spiritual root, it is really mysterious. ”
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yuan Long couldn't help but exclaim, it was really a rare spiritual mountain and spiritual root, and it was in vain for him to come here.
"It's really extraordinary. ”
The Xuansong Dao people on the side also nodded, just the weather in front of him showed that Zhen Yuanzi was worthy of being the ancestor of the earth immortals.
There is also the innate Yimu Linggen ginseng fruit tree, which is not bad at all compared to the innate five-needle pine of his own body.
At this time, in the mountains in the distance, there was a sudden chuckle.
"Please also ask Yuanlong Daoyou to wait for a while. ”
The voice came from the direction, only to see a red cloud, flying from far and near, not long after, came to the two of them, the brilliance flashed, showing the appearance of a Taoist.
"Poor Dao Hongyun has seen Yuanlong Daoyou!" The person who came was the Hongyun that Yuanlong said.
Hongyun bowed to Yuan Long and saluted, and at the same time, he blinked his eyes and looked at the Xuansong Daoist on the side with a look of surprise.
On weekdays, Hongyun likes to make friends with the same way, otherwise he would not invite Yuanlong to taste the innate spirit fruit.
No, Yuan Long didn't come alone, and the person who traveled with him was obviously also a Da Luo Jin Immortal Cultivator.
"Poor Dao Xuansong has seen Daoyou. ”
"Come and ask Taoist friends not to blame. Xuansong Daoren bowed slightly and bowed.
He naturally knew that this was Zhen Yuanzi's dojo, not the Red Cloud Dojo, but just pretending not to know.
The dojo of Hongyun is far above the thirty-three outer heavens, and its name is Huoyun Cave, which is the head of the seventy-two blessed lands of the thirty-six caves and heavens, and the place where the three emperors of the human race live in later legends.
"Why did Xuansong Daoyou say this!"
"If you can have Taoist friends come, it's too late for the poor Dao to be happy, how can there be the word blame. ”
Hongyun bowed down and returned a salute, and said, "Please also ask the two Taoist friends to descend the auspicious clouds, and there will be another Taoist friend, and the poor Dao will introduce the two of them." ”
And a fellow Taoist!
Yuan Long's face flashed with joy, and if he could make Hongyun call out and say a friend, there must be no doubt that he is a great supernatural power.
This trip was well worth it.
Only Xuansong Dao people are a little strange in their eyes, but I am afraid that Zhen Yuanzi would never dream that Hongyun invited the two of them to come to fight the autumn wind.
Poor ginseng fruit tree, short 10,000 years, only 30 fruits, today a few have to lay a third.
The three of them slowly descended the auspicious clouds, came to Wanshou Mountain, only to see a Taoist temple rising from the ground in front of them, and the plaque in front of the door wrote six innate gods, "Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang View", there are bursts of divine light shining, containing a trace of innate Taoist rhyme.
On both sides of the gate, a couplet is written in the innate divine script, "Immortal Immortal Mansion" and "The same monarch and Taoist family in the world".
Xuansong Daoist looked at the couplet in front of the door, whispered to the side, and said: "Immortality, the same king as the world, so that you can live a good life." ”
Hearing this, Hongyun suddenly laughed out loud and said, "I can't talk about the word "carefree", but I can't help but be a little childish." ”
"You town veteran, don't you come out quickly to greet your guests!"
Without waiting for the words to land, I saw a flash of divine light in front of Wuzhuang Temple, showing a Taoist, wearing a cyan Taoist robe, very ordinary, without the slightest breath of a great supernatural person.
The person who came was none other than Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earth immortals.
As soon as Zhen Yuanzi appeared, his eyes immediately glared at Hongyun angrily, and said: "Okay, you Hongyun child, no more, no less, every time you come here in ten thousand years, don't think that the poor road is not clear, what idea do you have in your heart." ”
"It's just a few fruits, why should you be stingy!"
Hongyun waved his hand indifferently, not afraid of Zhen Yuanzi being angry at all, which shows that the two have a deep friendship.
"Go to rest, you are generous, but you know that the fruits in the poor Taoist temple only bear thirty pieces in 10,000 years, and every time the fruit is ripe, almost all of them go into your stomach, and now you still have the face to say that you are poor and stingy?"
Speaking of this, Zhen Yuanzi looked angry, although the ginseng fruit is extraordinary, but for the great supernatural powers, it can only satisfy the appetite at most, and there are few mysteries.
But the red cloud in front of him was naturally greedy, and he couldn't help his appetite, every time the ginseng fruit was ripe, almost all the fruits of the tree went into his belly.