8mi #863 - Xitian: Zhen Yuanzi, this time you are unlucky.
#863 - Xitian: Zhen Yuanzi, this time you are unlucky.
Seeing Guanyin Bodhisattva flying towards the Wuzhuang Temple, Chu Hao immediately thought of his old buddy Zhen Yuanzi. That old buddy had just returned from the Law Enforcement Hall, but he didn't know where he was.
Thinking about how this old buddy behaved in the Law Enforcement Hall, he was indeed an old fox, cautious with a hint of timidity.
When they could have ganged up on Amitabha, he stood up to support Chu Hao, but deep down, he was still thinking about taking a step back and cautiously guarding his home.
Chu Hao didn't blame him for anything. After living for so many years, it would be very unlikely to suddenly stand up for an unrelated person and fight to the death.
Not everyone has the temper of the Zijin Dragon Emperor, nor does anyone have the background of the Tongtian Sect Leader or the Xuantian Fire Phoenix.
But similarly, Chu Hao would not regard him as a friend, but only as a good acquaintance... yes, like Gu Yang.
After all, since he was thinking about his own little plot of land, all his friendship with Chu Hao was just about giving face and returning face.
So even if Chu Hao knew that Guanyin Bodhisattva flying to the Wuzhuang Temple was a conspiracy, Chu Hao didn't intend to jump out and warn Zhen Yuanzi.
He had already told Zhen Yuanzi once before. If Zhen Yuanzi fell for the trick this time, it would fully show that Zhen Yuanzi's attitude towards Chu Hao was only that of a superficial friend.
Just as Chu Hao was pondering, the Sanzang next to him led his horse and said happily:
"Disciple, since I came west, I have experienced many mountains and rivers, all of which are majestic and dangerous places, but none are as beautiful as this mountain. It is truly breathtaking."
"If it is not far from Leiyin Temple, we should tidy up our clothes and prepare to meet the World Honored One."
Before Tang Sanzang, there were high mountains and great momentum.
Roots connected to the Kunlun Mountains, the top touching the sky. White cranes often come to perch on cypresses, and black apes often hang on vines.
The scenery here is breathtaking.
After all, this is Wanshou Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi's territory. It has been managed by Zhen Yuanzi for many years, and the scenery is naturally extraordinary.
Even though Tang Sanzang had seen countless beautiful scenery before, he was still attracted by it.
Seeing this, Tang Sanzang thought that it was not far from Daleiyin Temple.
The traveler smiled and said, "It's early, it's early! It's just right that we haven't arrived yet!"
A black light flashed in Sha Wujing's eyes, fleeting, but he said:
"Senior brother, how far are we from Leiyin Temple?"
Sun Wukong laughed and said, "One hundred and eight thousand miles, and we haven't even traveled one-tenth of the way."
Although Sun Wukong would secretly chant the Tightening Spell every day to relax his shoulders and increase his cultivation.
He even felt that his cultivation had rapidly improved a lot, and he would soon reach the late stage of the Great Luo!
Sun Wukong had never even thought of this speed before!
But now, because he had joined the Journey to the West and had Chu Hao's modified Tightening Hoop, his cultivation would improve by leaps and bounds every day he chanted the Tightening Spell.
Sun Wukong had endless hope in his heart, and he also wanted to beat to death with one stick those bastards who had played with his fate, especially the Tathagata Buddha who had suppressed him under the Five Fingers Mountain!
He had sworn this before the Buddha, and it couldn't be faked.
Zhu Bajie was also a little impatient, the god of war's heart in his chest was beating violently, and he said excitedly:
"Brother, how many years will it take to get there?"
He was also anxious. Weren't everyone's journeys to the West to seek scriptures so that they could one day personally take revenge?
Could it be that the young people of today expect to go to the West to seek scriptures and really go to ask those Buddhas in the Western Paradise? And then, as long as they use their way of governing Xiniu Hezhou, they can make the Tang Dynasty strong? No way!
Wouldn't someone really think that the Journey to the West is to worship Buddha and seek scriptures?
The sufferer wants to ask the perpetrator for a way of exploitation to treat his country? Is there anyone who takes this path?
That's impossible.
A hint of scarlet ferocity flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, but he took a deep breath,
"Don't be impatient, the journey to the West is long, so don't rush these few days."
"For these roads, if it is up to the two virtuous brothers, they can arrive in ten days or so; if it is up to me to walk, I can walk fifty times a day, and still see the sun; if it is up to the master to walk, don't even think about it, don't even think about it!"
Tang Sanzang rubbed his hands and said with great interest, "Wukong, when do you say we can arrive? I'm already a little hungry and thirsty!"
Sun Wukong sighed, it's over, even the master's eyes are full of fighting spirit, what's going on?
Sun Wukong casually said:
"Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, cultivate well, don't forget, the body is the capital for the journey to the West!"
"It's not Daleiyin Temple ahead, didn't you hear Chu Hao say? That's Wanshou Mountain..."
Zhu Bajie frowned,
"Wanshou Mountain? Could it be that there are hordes of beasts and flocks of birds in the sky?"
Chu Hao finally couldn't help but said:
"It's Wanshou Mountain, the longevity of life! Forget it, you guys should hurry on your way."
Sha Wujing nodded and said, "Emperor, although this is not Leiyin, looking at this scenery, there must be a good person living here."
The traveler said, "This is indeed true. There are definitely no evil spirits here, it must be the hometown of a holy monk and immortal. Let's take a leisurely stroll."
Chu Hao twitched the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't directly say that this place was the territory of a big shot like Zhen Yuanzi.
Anyway, Chu Hao just lay on the horse's back, going wherever it wanted.
......
At this moment, feeling that the scripture-seeking team was about to arrive, Guanyin Bodhisattva had already taken a step ahead and arrived at the Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain.
Guanyin Bodhisattva didn't dare to be arrogant and domineering. She knew that the Taoist name of the person inside was Zhen Yuanzi, and his nickname was the Monarch Who Accompanies the World.
And the most important thing was that Zhen Yuanzi was the object that the Western Paradise was trying its best to win over.
Although this tribulation was set up for Tang Sanzang and others, it was actually set up for Zhen Yuanzi.
Because the Western Paradise was eyeing one of Zhen Yuanzi's four innate spiritual roots, the ginseng fruit tree!
That ginseng fruit tree was not ordinary. It was produced at the beginning of chaos, the beginning of Hongmeng, and before the heaven and earth were opened.
In the four major continents of the world, only the Wuzhuang Temple in Xiniu Hezhou produces this, called Cao Huan Dan, also known as ginseng fruit.
It blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and matures in another three thousand years, taking ten thousand years to eat. In these ten thousand years, only thirty fruits are produced.
The appearance of the fruit is similar to a baby who is less than three days old, with all four limbs and five senses.
As for the effect of the ginseng fruit, Guanyin Bodhisattva had already seen it once in the heavenly court.
Guanyin Bodhisattva gently knocked on the door, but her eyes were full of sinister intentions,
"The Western Paradise does not have any of the four innate spiritual roots."
"The flat peaches belong to the heavenly court, Huang Zhongli is suspected of being discovered and hidden by the Prison God Chu Hao, and the Fusang tree has also disappeared..."
"If my Western Paradise wants to realize the closed loop of the three realms, it must have a treasure that continuously provides talents."
"Zhen Yuanzi, this time you are out of luck!"