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Chapter 1713 Zhenyuan looks back

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    After all, the residual thoughts could not stop Wukong's stick. As the ginseng fruit broke, the residual thoughts suffered an instant backlash, disappeared into ashes, and disappeared into the void.

    "At this time, as long as the ginseng fruit tree is revived and Brother Tao takes the opportunity to refine it, we can truly completely refine the ginseng fruit tree," Yuanshi Tianzun said.

    "This is the innate spiritual root, can it be saved?" Zhenyuan looked at Yuanshi Tianzun with fear.

    "It doesn't matter, this matter has already been planned. As long as Taoist friends take possession of Tang Monk and his disciples, I, the Buddhist family, will take action to ensure that Taoist brother's ginseng fruit tree is resurrected," Yuanshi Tianzun said.

    "In that case, I'll take my leave."

    When Zhenyuan saw that his ginseng fruit tree was broken, he couldn't bear it for a long time. At this moment, he suddenly returned in the clouds and mist.

    The Wukong destroyed the ginseng fruit tree and returned to the house. At this time, the Qingfeng Mingyue boy saw the three brothers sitting there, letting the two scold them, and doubts arose in his heart. The Qingfeng said: "The ginseng fruit branches are lush and leafy, could it be that  It covers the fruits. Let¡¯s not count the fruits after criticizing the wrong person.¡±

    Mingyue nodded: "Okay, let's count again."

    The two came to the backyard, but suddenly the world was spinning. Looking at the overthrown ginseng fruit tree, the broken limbs and fallen leaves all over the ground, stars were shining in their eyes. Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said: "Oh no, disaster is coming.  Disaster has come. Now that the ginseng and fruit trees have been pushed, the fairy seedlings have been damaged. How will we explain it when the great fairy comes back?"

    "It must be those monks who did it," said Mingyue.

    "What should we do now?" Qingfeng asked.

    Mingyue frowned and said: "Don't panic. You and I will tidy up our clothes and say that there are a lot of fruits. We should stabilize the monk for now. The monkey is very vicious. If we question him, the monkey will definitely cheat.  If we don't want to admit it, if there is a fight, we are brothers and not opponents, so we might as well stabilize it first and then act according to the opportunity."

    "That's all it can do," Qingfeng said with a sad face.

    The clear breeze and bright moon coaxed the Buddhist monks and the group to go to the fasting room to eat. Then they took the opportunity to close the door and put layers of chains on them, and then they started to curse again.

    Yu Duxiu heard the words clearly and complained to Wukong: "It's just that you stole the fruit. When someone scolded you, you were angry with him. Now why did you push down the fruit tree? This time it's a disaster."  Well, even if we file a complaint with the government, it won¡¯t make sense if I am an official.¡±

    Wukong chuckled: "Master, don't be anxious. Let's leave as soon as it gets dark. I, the old man, have a clever plan."

    That night, Wukong summoned his master and his disciples. Ancestor Zhu Ba said: "Brother, how do we go? This house is blessed with formations. The chains outside the door are refined. It is difficult to escape.  The master is a mortal body. If there was no master here, you and I would be able to escape by blowing the house apart with our strength. However, if the master is here, the slightest shock will kill him. You and I, the four brothers, are the original ones.  Even if it reaches the sky, it cannot be used."

    Wukong chuckled: "Don't be angry, I have my own way."

    I saw the golden cudgel in Wukong's hand turning into a golden needle, poking and prodding in the lock. After a while, I heard the sounds of "pop", "pop" and "pop", and saw the chains falling off one after another, and the four masters and disciples  The person quietly walked out of the fasting room.

    After leaving the fasting room, Wukong said: "You go first, I will take care of the two children."

    Hearing this, Yu Duxiu's face straightened: "Wukong, don't harm people's lives. It's already wrong. Don't do anything wrong."

    Wukong smiled and said: "Master, don't worry, my disciple knows that it is not difficult to let those two boys sleep for a month."

    Wukong arrived at the boy's room and used his magical power to make the boy fall asleep instantly. The four masters and disciples left just now.

    Not long after Wukong left, he said that Zhen Yuanzi turned around from Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and came to the backyard. Looking at the ginseng fruit tree that was broken into two parts, his face suddenly twitched. He turned around and walked towards the front yard. He saw two  The boy fell asleep, so he used his magical power to wake him up.

    When the two boys saw Zhenyuan, they burst into tears. Zhenyuan smiled and said, "Don't panic, don't panic. If anything happens, just tell me slowly."

    The two boys cried and told the story. Zhenyuan heard the words and said calmly: "In that case, do you know those monks?".

    The boy said: "I recognize it."

    The great immortal smiled, stirred up the breeze, and chased towards the road to the sky.

    Seeing the Buddhist monks and apprentices from a distance, Qingfeng said: "It's them, it's them."

    Zhenyuan said: "Don't panic, watch me take this guy back to collect his guilt."

    Zhenyuan instantly turned into a walking figure.Quanzhen fell to the ground and walked towards the four masters and disciples: "Elder, this poor man is bowing his head."

    "Disrespect, disrespect," Yu Duxiu looked at his ancestor and said quickly.

    ¡°I wonder where the elder comes from?¡± Zhenyuan said.

    "Coming from the middle of the earth, I want to go to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. I pass by here, so I should take a rest here before starting the road again," Yu Duxiu said.

    That Zhenyuan said with a smile on his face: "The elder comes from the Central Region. I wonder if he has ever encountered the barren mountains of Pindao."

    "I wonder what Baoshan the Immortal Palace is?" Yu Duxiu said.

    Zhenyuan chuckled and said: "The Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain is a resting place for poor Taoists."

    Hearing the words Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain, Wukong on the side was suddenly startled, and quickly came over and interrupted: "No, no, we came from somewhere else."

    "Hey, you hozen, who are you kidding? Not only did you steal the ginseng fruit in front of me, but you even pushed the ginseng fruit to the poor man. You came here all night and didn't admit it. What are you covering up? Don't leave. Hurry up.  Give me back the fruit tree." Zhenyuan looked sulky at this time.

    Hearing this, Wukong knew what had happened, so he didn¡¯t say much. He picked up the golden cudgel and hit Zhenyuan.

    A book with a light yellow light appeared in Zhenyuan's hand. It was just a volume, but its sleeves were flying like a bottomless pit. The four masters and disciples instantly flew up upside down, and together with the white dragon horse, they fell into the sleeves.  In the movie, Wukong had great magical powers and used the golden cudgel to break open his sleeves. However, when he came to his senses, Zhenyuan was no longer there.

    Wukong can escape, but his master cannot escape. He is ordered to protect the pilgrims. If something happens to the pilgrims, wouldn't he be blamed?  .

    Zhenyuan tied up the three masters and disciples, set up the instruments of torture, and was about to punish them. Wukong immediately lowered his cloud head and said: "Don't do anything, Immortal, don't do anything."

    "What do you want?" Zhenyuan said.

    Wukong scratched his head and said, "I pushed down this fruit tree, so I'll give it back to you. My master is mortal, but I can't bear the punishment of the Immortal, so I ask the Immortal to show mercy."

    Hearing this, Zhenyuan stopped, looked at Wukong and said, "That's fine, if you can save my fruit tree, I will become your friend for eight hundred years."

    Zhenyuan is sure that Baoyuan is about to return to the supreme status. If he can coax the brother of a supreme power, he will make a lot of money, and he will not lose money on this business.

    Wukong smiled and said: "I, the old grandson, will go to the Great Leiyin Temple in the West and ask the Buddha how to save your fruit tree."

    Wukong rode the clouds all the way, but before he came to the Great Thunder Sound Temple, he saw Guanyin Bodhisattva coming up to him and yelled: "You hozen, you have been causing trouble all day long, and now you have arrived at the Lingshan realm, and you have caused such trouble, then what?  Immortal Zhenyuan is the master of Miaoxiu's reincarnation. If this matter is not handled well, you will suffer it in the future, and my Buddhist family will be in constant trouble."

    When Wukong heard this, he laughed sarcastically: "Bodhisattva forgives sins, and Bodhisattvas atone for sins. I wonder if the ginseng fruit tree can be saved."

    Bingqin dragged a jade purification bottle in her hand and said, "You really don't know that the ginseng fruit tree has innate spiritual roots. If the Buddha hadn't given me the treasure this time, I would have been in big trouble."

    Bingqin was really angry at this time. He didn't know Yu Duxiu and Zhenyuan's design, he only thought that he had really offended the Immortal Zhenyuan.

    Who is Bingqin?  The disciple of Immortal Zhenyuan!  .

    No wonder he doesn¡¯t look good when he sees Wukong.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know what the mystery of this innate spiritual root is.¡± When Wukong heard the word innate, a desire for knowledge flashed in his eyes.

    Bingqin was silent for a while after hearing this, and then said after a while: "That Taiyin Fairy is the innate laurel incarnation."

    "Who is Fairy Taiyin?" Wukong scratched his head, with a look of confusion on his face, but he had never heard of Fairy Taiyin.

    Bingqin rolled his eyes when he heard this, turned around and left, too lazy to mess with the hozen.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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