Chapter 280 Fruit Tasting Conference
Compared with later generations, thousands of years ago both immortals and Buddhas highly respected magic weapons.
When the ghost gourd revealed its aura, it immediately attracted the attention of many eyes. The faintly visible image of immortals crossing the sea on the surface of the magic weapon was lifelike.
The waves in the picture are rough and have the charm of a treasure.
“Interesting.”
Patriarch Bodhi looked surprised.
The ghost gourd is not far away from transforming into a treasure. Although the refining method is slightly unconventional, it is not a demonic thing that only increases killings.
"It seems that he is indeed a fairy beloved by heaven. Not only is he born with outstanding qualifications, but his luck is also far beyond ordinary. It's a pity..."
"A great disaster is coming again. I don't know. Is there any chance of becoming an immortal and attaining enlightenment?”
Inadvertently, Patriarch Bodhi raised his head and glanced at the sky.
Shen Lian's expression was also a bit subtle, because he found that most of the corresponding immortals and gods in Gui Gulu's picture of the Immortals Crossing the Sea were participating in the Fruit Tasting Conference.
It can be seen from this that there are immortal platforms in Xieyue Sanxin Cave.
80% of it came from this banquet.
Shen Lian could feel the fear from others.
The immortals obviously wanted to encircle and suppress Wuzhuang Temple, but the Taoist boys who followed them looked more like they were seeking some kind of opportunity at a fruit tasting conference.
Ginseng fruit?
Shen Lian suddenly realized that perhaps the Heavenly Court had not determined whether Wuzhuang Temple had fallen or not. Compared with the immortals and gods in the immortal class, while the Taoist boy was responsible for assisting the immortals and gods, he inevitably coveted the ginseng fruit.
The gods turn a blind eye or close an eye. After all, they are all their own disciples.
Bodhi Patriarch is not a person in heaven, but Taoist boys obviously know about the Xianyue Sanxing Cave. With Patriarch Bodhi’s protective nature, Shen Lian is likely to occupy a quota of ginseng fruit.
"Disciple, don't pay attention to the intrigues among the immortals and gods. After you get the ginseng fruit, immediately leave the banquet and wait for me outside."
Shen Lian nodded.
He also thought so in his heart. No matter what happened in the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan, the next disaster would be beyond his control.
Ginseng fruit involves banyan tree promotion and must be obtained.
Shen Lian looked around and saw that the Taoist boy's strength had definitely not reached that of an Earth Immortal.
The cultivation systems of thousands of years ago were different. We can only roughly estimate that their cultivation levels are generally in the nine realms of the Heavenly Palace, and there are few land gods.
Shen Lian didn't have the slightest fear, his martial arts was indeed a bit evil.
But one thing I have to admit is that martial arts is born to kill demons. He prides himself on pursuing and understanding the way of heaven thousands of years ago, and his strength is definitely on the same level... Terrifying!
Even if they fight at a higher level, there is still a chance of winning.
"Speaking of which, can I change the future in the past."
Shen Lian's mind moved slightly, and he was about to tentatively tell him, but found that as long as the information related to future generations, he could not disclose it. Half a point.
"Is everything destined, and I am just a bystander by chance?"
Shen Lian felt an impulse in his heart, but he quickly gave it up.
If he is already in the Immortal Class, he might want to cause trouble. Well, a Xiami who travels to the second realm should not think about saving the world.
"Let's go, apprentice, we are almost all seated."
"Okay."
Ancestor Bodhi waved his whisk, and smoke lifted his body up. Shen Lian followed him on a ghost gourd, and the two of them disappeared into the clouds one after the other.
The clouds are full of energy and there are a large number of tables and chairs.
The immortals have already sat down and are chatting with each other in a seemingly ordinary way.
A trace of solemnity flashed in Shen Lian's eyes.
The Yuan Shen revealed three flowers gathered at the top, and the scene in his eyes suddenly changed drastically.
Corpse energy enveloped the clouds, and numerous bones could be seen among them, as well as twisted plant roots that were constantly entangled.
Some immortals have been subtly affected by the ginseng fruit tree.
They didn't notice at all that there were roots drilling into the body when breathing through the mouth and nose, and the body and soul were already unconsciously accepting the corpse energy.
A loud voice echoed.
“Hahaha, my fellow Taoist is not practicing in Fangcun Mountain, so he came all the way to Wuzhuang Temple.”
"Zhen Yuanzi is deeply honored!"
Bodhi Patriarch smiled and his attitude was very subtle, as if he didn't want to contact Zhen Yuanzi.
“Fellow Bodhisattva, you were also present when Yuanshi Tianzun gave the explanation in Shangqingtian. Although you left in a hurry in the middle, you must have greatly recognized the mystery of Hunyuan Dao Fruit.”
“ Fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi, Yuanshi Tianzun’s words are naturally very good.”
Bodhi Patriarch responded indifferently, but did not refute Zhen Yuanzi’s statement.
Shen Lian faced Zhen Yuanzi at close range and noticed the strange behavior of the latter.
When Zhen Yuanzi spoke, the Taoist robe on his chest kept rising and falling. It felt like there was a hollow gap in his body and his limbs were emaciated.
“I’m going to take my disciple to see the world. Fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi won’t be unwelcome.”
Bodhi Patriarch obviously came uninvited, but Zhen Yuanzi was not angry at all. Make an invitation gesture, "How come, you are naturally welcome."
"Please come inside and take a seat."
Zhen Yuanzi fell on Shen Lian.
Because of the cover of Patriarch Bodhi, Zhen Yuanzi did not see clearly the reality of Shen Lian, but felt that there was a spiritual light rising from the back of the latter's head.
It is clearly a manifestation of the natural spiritual roots, and his qualifications are extremely outstanding.
"The Bodhi Path and the Path of Good Luck are indeed the seeds of immortality by contemplating the Way of Heaven."
Zhen Yuanzi put his hands behind his back and looked at Shen Lian several times.
Patriarch Bodhi did not reply, and led Shen Lian to a table near the corner. Each table was far apart. The immortal god on the left was like a door god, and the robes he wore looked rich and colorful.
The door god and Patriarch Bodhi simply nodded and did not communicate much.
The golden armored warrior on the side showed vague hostility and wanted to find out the reality of Shen Lian, but he could only see that the latter was ordinary. The golden armored warrior should be a Taoist boy brought by the door god.
“Disciple, don’t take what Zhen Yuanzi said earlier seriously.”
Shen Lian was stunned and couldn't help but ask: "What words."
"Visualize the way of heaven."
A trace of complexity flashed in Patriarch Bodhi's eyes.
"Master, why can't you visualize the way of heaven?"
"Disciple, although you have the vision of three flowers gathering at the top of your head, your cultivation has not made you a land god, so you are considered unfortunate. Fortunately.”
Patriarch Bodhi knocked on the table with his whisk whisk, signaling the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple to serve spiritual fruit and wine.
“You should know that only by setting foot on the land of immortals can you escape from the immortal world.”
“And if you want to be promoted to the land of immortals, you need the three flowers of the soul to gather at the top, and the five qi to face the yuan. Wait until the right time to contemplate the way of heaven."
"If the time is not right now, those who are promoted to land gods will suffer disaster."
Shen Lian was stunned and suddenly realized the so-called gathering of three flowers. , The Five Qi Dynasty is just the way to be promoted to a land immortal thousands of years ago.
Later generations have been reduced to refining scriptures, which shows that there must be many variables.
The unknown disaster has made it impossible for the three flowers to gather at the top and the five qi to reach the yuan. Is it possible that it is related to the illusory way of heaven?
Ancestor Bodhi said to himself: "My disciple, you can eat personal ginseng fruit, your life will be longer, and you don't have to risk your life to deal with natural disasters."
Shen Lian frowned slightly, Bodhi The ancestor’s words are full of information.
At the same time, he revealed in disguise why the Taoist boy who has not become an immortal is so eager for ginseng fruit. One bite can increase his life span by thousands of years, not to mention that after eating it, he will live for 47,000 years.
"Bodhi Immortal, please taste the spiritual fruit."
Qingfeng brought the spiritual fruit and couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Shen Lian.
Even though the aura was completely different, it still made him doubt whether Shen Lian was a spiritual being hanging on the branches of the ginseng fruit tree.
After Qingfeng hesitated for a few seconds, he did not ask rashly.
As soon as he turned around, Shen Lian suddenly patted Qingfeng on the shoulder seemingly casually, "Qingfeng, say hello to senior brother and sister Wuzhuangguan for me."
"Okay, junior brother, take care."
Qingfeng raised the corners of his mouth.
In the past, when the ginseng fruit was born, he and Mingyue really regarded Shen Lian as their junior brother, even if the other party now worshiped in the Xie Yue Sanxing Cave.
Ancestor Bodhi didn’t pay attention and shook his head while looking at the three ounces of spiritual fruits.
“Sure enough, Zhen Yuanzi has not left Wuzhuang Temple for a thousand years, so I asked where he got the spiritual creatures to entertain us.”
Shen Lian took a closer look and saw that the spirit fruit was full of medicinal power on the surface, but in fact there were a few spots of corpse.
The corpse energy corrodes the spiritual fruit, causing the corpse energy to be mixed into the medicinal properties. If you are not careful after taking it, you will be easily affected by the ginseng fruit tree.
Shen Lian doesn't care about the corpse energy. The spiritual fruit is at least at the level of land gods. If used to make wine, it can promote the promotion of Ghost Gourd.
"Master, why don't you give it to me?"
"It doesn't matter."
Shen Lian put all the ghost gourds in, and the magic weapon shimmered.
With the addition of Zhenjing Dan pulp, it won’t take long for you to be promoted.
"It's a good treasure. After returning to Xianyue Sanxing Cave, I will find a few spiritual fruits for you. It should not be difficult to transform into a treasure."
"Master, gourds can brew Why don’t you try the best wine in the world?”
Shen Lian diligently filled the glass for Patriarch Bodhi, and the light fragrance filled the air.
"Well, that's right."
Ancestor Bodhi took a sip and said slightly surprised: "It should also be a fruit bred by some kind of spiritual root, but it's just bland and tasteless."
"Little brother, bring me a bowl. I will exchange spiritual fruit for it."
A voice came from the right, and Shen Lian glanced over with his peripheral vision, only to see an old man holding a crutch waving, and next to him was a gentle and elegant man. Beautiful Taoist nun.
It is Tieguai Li, one of the Eight Immortals, but Tieguai Li himself is a Taoist Immortal God, but his soul left his body and went to the Laojun Huashan Immortal Meeting. When he came back, he found that his body was burned by the sparks of his disciples.
In the end, the lame beggar was taken away from his body, and he ended up not being an immortal, but a human being.
Tieguai Li took out the old porcelain bowl and threw the spiritual fruit into the basin in front of Shen Lian.
Shen Lian urged the ghost gourd to pour. As a result, the porcelain bowl seemed like a bottomless pit, swallowing the medicinal wine continuously, and hundreds of kilograms disappeared in a moment.
"Ahem." Patriarch Bodhi coughed.
“That’s enough.”
"Immortal Bodhi thinks it is dull, which is just right for me."
Tieguai Li put away the porcelain bowl and drank the medicinal wine continuously in wonder.
“Why did the True Lord Donghua have the leisure to come to Wuzhuang Temple?”
Old Ancestor Bodhi obviously recognized Tieguai Li’s predecessor. Tieguai Li smiled and said nothing, and took a long time to answer. Tao: "Hunyuan Dao Fruit."
"That's it."
The fruit tasting conference was obviously divided into two groups. Most of the immortals seemed to be encircling and suppressing Wuzhuang Temple, but there were also some who were seeking Hunyuan Daoguo.
"True Lord Donghua, when the fight for the ginseng fruit comes, let your disciples pay attention to Shen Lianyiji."
Tieguai Li shook his head, "Her name is Han Xiangzi, and she is the disciple of my old friend. Son, the chance of Wuzhuangguan depends on their own luck."
Shen Lian raised his eyebrows and felt that the plot was completely messed up.
The old friend should refer to Han Zhongli, but Han Zhongli’s apprentice is Han Xiangzi. Why is it Mrs. Bones?
(End of this chapter)