Not only Tang Mo, but also Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King, and Yang Jian, they ate ginseng fruit and absorbed their luck, and they all broke through one after another.

Only the little white dragon, eating the ginseng fruit, as if nothing had happened.

Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King, and Yang Jian used to be in Da Luo Jin Xian, but now they are just falling in the realm, and this ginseng fruit is just suitable for them to replenish their vitality.

Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile, "Holy monk, you masters and apprentices are really amazingly talented!"

Tang Mo looked at Zhen Yuanzi and said, "I would like to thank the Taoist for giving this ginseng fruit." ”

"Old Dao, this ginseng fruit is not enough. You give my grandson a few dozen. ”

Sun Wukong scratched his head, looked at Zhen Yuanzi, and said.

A ginseng fruit will restore some of their strength, if there are enough ginseng fruits, it is not a direct recovery of peak strength.

"Yes, yes, yes, I little white dragon, I haven't tasted it yet, what does this ginseng fruit taste like? ”

After Xiao Bailong saw Sun Wukong Bull Demon King and they ate ginseng fruit, they broke through one after another, only himself, and he felt a little faceless.

This must not be my little white dragon's own reason, it is the reason why the ginseng fruit is not enough, it must be so.

"You monkey head. ”

Zhen Yuanzi scolded with a smile and said, "This ginseng fruit is only the first time that the effect is good, and if you eat it again, it will be useless." In this world, there is no such cheap thing. ”

Although the ginseng fruit is said to be one of the ten innate spiritual roots, no matter how against the sky, there is a limit.

Tang Mo looked at Sun Wukong and said, "Wukong, what Zhenyuan Daxian said is true, you have been cultivating for so long, why are you so anxious now." ”

Sun Wukong laughed twice, his eyes rolled, but he was thinking about how to make some ginseng fruit.

Even if you can't improve your strength, this ginseng fruit tastes good, and it is also one of the top ten innate spiritual roots.

"Goku, you don't have any bad ideas. ”

Tang Mo glared at Sun Wukong and admonished.

It's not because he's afraid of Zhen Yuanzi, but it's not necessary, it's not necessary to provoke Zhen Yuanzi and have one more enemy.

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "My old Sun knows!

Zhen Yuanzi scolded Sun Wukong with a smile, "You monkey head, Poor Dao will make it clear to you, this time the ginseng fruit is ripe and there are only a few of them, if you want to eat it, wait for the next time, at the Earth Immortal Conference in a hundred years, Poor Dao will let you eat enough." ”

"Okay, old man, my grandson remembers what you said. Don't be at that time, you don't talk about it, drive my grandson away. ”

Sun Wukong said to Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi feigned anger and said, "What kind of person is Poor Dao, how can he not be trustworthy in his words. ”

The group said, Zhen Yuanzi arranged for Sun Wukong to rest in these five villages.

But he pulled Tang Mo and approached his place of cultivation.

"Strange! Strange! The holy monk's heel is also known to the poor Dao, but now why it can't be calculated. ”

Zhen Yuanzi opened her mouth in surprise.

This is also the reason why he took the initiative to show up, he didn't plan to show up, but now Tang Mo aroused his curiosity, so he took the initiative to show up.

He has lived from the beginning of the world to the present, and among the three realms, there are not many things that can make him feel curious.

【Ding Dong!Curious!Positive sentiment from Zhen Yuanzi +200.】

Tang Mo laughed lightly, but did not speak.

If it is a golden cicada, others can easily calculate his heels, but his soul comes from the earth, and there is a system to help cover himself, even Zhen Yuanzi can't count his origin.

Zhen Yuanzi took Tang Mo into a palace.

Tang Mo looked over, in the palace, there was no god, only a big character - heaven.

Zhen Yuanzi is the ancestor of the earth immortals, so he does not worship the Taoist ancestors, does not worship the gods, only worships the heaven and earth.

Tang Mo couldn't help but sigh lightly, and said, "Dao Chief, you really have mountains and rivers in your chest, a person who looks at the Three Realms, Dao Chief, such a big pattern, and a good vision. ”

Zhen Yuanzi saw where Tang Mo's eyes were looking, and he didn't understand what he was thinking.

"Haha! Those who know me, the holy monk also! Poor Dao didn't expect that there are wonderful people like holy monks in the Three Realms who can understand the heart of poor Dao. ”

"Between these three realms, only heaven and earth can make the Dao Master worship!"

Tang Mo opened his mouth, and he was also amazed by Zhen Yuanzi's arrogance.

And Zhen Yuanzi also has such confidence, he has lived from the time when the world was opened, and he has not fallen since the fall of all beings.

He is the ancestor of the earth immortals, the flow of ten thousand immortals, and the only thing that can make him bow his head is this heaven and earth.

Hearing Tang Mo's words, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly felt a little excited, and said, "It's a pity! If you don't become holy, you will be an ant after all! No matter how big the pattern is, no matter how big your mind is, if you don't become holy, you won't succeed in the end." ”

Pangu opened the world, and the flood was established.

At that time, the stars shone, the demons were like clouds, and the sky was like rain.

Daozu Hongjun, Demon Ancestor Luohu, Sanqing, Nuwa, Donghuang Taiyi, Dijun, and Twelve Ancestors, each of them created their own legends at that time.

Zhen Yuanzi is also one of them.

Among them, Daozu Hongjun was the first to preach, and now he is united with the Tao, one with the way of heaven, and has become the first person in heaven and earth.

There are also three Qings and others who have successively preached the Tao and become holy, and there are six heavenly saints.

But he Zhen Yuanzi has lived to the present, and he is still a quasi-saint, and it is difficult to take that last step.

For so many years, this has become Zhen Yuanzi's obsession, and the last step has actually stopped him for several epochs.

Strictly speaking, he Zhen Yuanzi and the Styx Ancestor were all losers of that era.

Zhen Yuanzi's gaze was far away, as if he had traveled through a long time of desolation.

"The Sanqing Dao is holy, and the poor Tao can understand, after all, they are Pangu authentic and loved by heaven and earth. Nuwa proved that the Tao was holy, and the poor Tao could also understand, she founded the human race, made up for the sky, and made great merits for this heaven and earth. ”

When Zhen Yuanzi said this, with a kind of hatred in his eyes, he said, "How can such a villain be able to preach the Tao and become holy!

Zhen Yuanzi had a strong resentment, and hated Zhun Ti and Jie Yin to the core.

"Pity my friend of Hongyun, who is kind-hearted, but he was led and allowed to make calculations, and ended up dying miserably. ”

Zhen Yuanzi walked to the left, but on the left was a rank, the tomb of the Hongyun Ancestor, who was dedicated to the Hongyun Ancestor.

Zhen Yuanzi put a pillar of incense on the tablet of Hongyun Ancestor, and said hatefully, "I have the intention to kill the thief, but I can't return to the sky!" ”

His strength is strong, and he has no opponent in the Three Realms, but if he is against the Heavenly Dao Saint, he has no chance of winning.

Zhen Yuanzi knows this very well, not for anything else, just because the other party is a Heavenly Dao Saint.

Hearing this, Tang Mo finally understood why Zhen Yuanzi hated that lead and Zhun Ti so much.