Chapter 163: Stealing a ginseng fruit!
Longevity Mountain!
The mountains are extremely high and the situation is majestic.
The sun shines in the clear forest, and thousands of red mist surrounds it.
The wind creates dark valleys, and thousands of colorful clouds fly.
The flowers are blooming and fading on the mountain top, the clouds are gone and the clouds are coming to the top of the ridge.
At first glance, it looks like a paradise!
But if you look carefully, something is not quite right.
This place looks like a paradise, but there is always an inexplicable sense of depression.
And vaguely, it seems that there are many monsters and monsters gathering here.
On a cliff, there is a figure with four heads and eight arms, looking at Wanshou Mountain from a distance.
And this person is none other than Chen Bao, who has been sleeping in the open air for a month since he left the opera house!
At this time, His expression was inexplicable, and the light of wisdom behind his head was looming.
Compared to a month ago, Chen Ye has not changed much.
However, since Chen Bao put on the crown of Vairocana and the Five Buddhas, he seems to be gradually becoming 'smarter'.
"The Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain is the territory of Immortal Zhenyuan..."
Chen Biao murmured to himself, his tone solemn.
In terms of appearance and reputation, Immortal Zhenyuan, who is said to have the same longevity as heaven and earth, and the same king as the world, is definitely the most powerful being he has encountered since he set out on his journey to the west.
Sanqing is his friend, Siyu is his old friend, Jiuyao is his junior, and Yuanchen is his guest.
In this world of demons and demons, what should we do if such beings are still alive?
Chen Yi frowned, his thoughts were complicated, he was worried and expected.
The worry is that beings like Zhenyuan Great Immortal will also fall in this troubled world of monsters.
If this kind of existence, like Lingji Bodhisattva, Muzha, and Lishan Old Mother, degenerated into specious demons, blocking his journey to the west...
Chen Yi shook his head, the Great Holy Capital He can't deal with the Great Immortal Zhenyuan, let alone a big monster that he pieced together?
The hope is that Zhenyuan Immortal has not been affected by the troubled times of demons and demons. Not only has he not disappeared, but he still maintains the dignity of the immortal god.
If this whimsical possibility is true, maybe Chen Bao will be able to understand the great secrets of Lingshan and this world by visiting the Immortal Zhenyuan!
But obviously, this possibility is very slim...
clairvoyance!
Chen Hao's eyes are filled with glaze, and his eyes are thousands of miles away.
The layers of dense trees seemed like nothing at this moment.
He just blinked and saw the current scene of Wanshou Mountain.
Looking at Wanshou Mountain from a distance, it is really a fairyland and a blessed place.
Looking closely at Wanshou Mountain, it is a dangerous place for monsters.
However, within a few miles of Wanshou Mountain, demons are rampant and there are numerous spirits.
Sometimes there are little demons who jump around using skin and flesh as ropes.
Sometimes there are demons who use human heads as pots and drink wine and eat meat.
Chaos, cruel and bloody.
Such a terrifying scene was completely covered by the green trees.
If there are still living people surviving in this place, I am afraid that they will not be able to escape if they pass by this place.
And the magnificent Wanshou Mountain, which looks like a fairyland and a blessed land, is actually something else entirely.
I saw countless dead branches and roots, intertwined with each other, intertwined with yellow and green, covering the wood and stone.
These dead branches and tree roots fill up the huge Wanshou Mountain.
This situation and this scene all mean one thing...
Great Immortal Zhenyuan, definitely... something happened!
How could Zhenyuan Immortal's dojo have declined to such a state, and even become a paradise for demons to carnival?
The more Chen Yi looked at Wanshou Mountain, the darker his face became, and the worry in his heart seemed to have become a reality.
Wanshou Mountain became what it is now, and I don’t know if something happened to Immortal Zhenyuan.
If he is like Mu Zha, he degenerates into a demon...
I am afraid it will be difficult for him to survive this calamity...
If it is possible, Chen Ye really wants to Turn around and leave, take a detour instead of wading through this muddy water.
However, there are some things that He cannot hide from even if he wants to.
The ‘guanguan’ who was watching the show behind the scenes would not let him escape his destiny so easily.
Chen Ye looked ugly, and the human skin paper on his chest was getting hotter and hotter.
He took it out with ease, and the human skin paper spread out.
The human skin paper, which had faded and turned pale due to the battle at Huangfengling, had now become bloodstained again.
It even turned brown and black, as if stained with the traces of time.
However, the appearance of the human skin paper only shows a vision and has not fully recovered.
Now, Chen Ye is still unable to simulate.
Ever since Chen Ye left the opera house, visions have been manifesting on the human skin paper.
Especially when He got closer to Wanshou Mountain, visions became more frequent.
Obviously, there is something attracting the human skin in Wuzhuang Temple of Wanshou Mountain.
"There is no way to hide, there is no way to avoid..."
Chen Biao clutched the human skin paper tightly and looked very ugly.
The light of wisdom behind His head is constantly shining.
The ‘obstacle of knowledge and vision’ that only exists in the dark has been somewhat dispelled.
Chen Yi knew very well that such inevitable things had happened many times.
Every time he was robbed, he would always be involved due to various accidents and reasons.
Now the abnormal shape of the human skin paper is obviously to force him to have to go to Wuzhuang Temple for a walk...
"Buddha, are you afraid?"
Since breaking the Liusha River, the Buddha who had never spoken a word became active again for unknown reasons.
His tone was faint, with a hint of excitement.
Hearing this, Chen Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and felt a little surprised.
This guy who broke the precepts, even though he was in such a situation as Liyuan, he didn’t say anything.
Why did this man come to Wanshou Mountain and take the initiative to speak? There's a problem!
Chen Yi's expression remained unchanged, he sneered and said, "Afraid?"
“Ever since I walked across the Liusha River and chose to carry sentient beings on my back, I really don’t know what fear is!”
After he finished speaking, the heart on the back of his neck was as long as a rolling curtain. His head suddenly grinned.
“It’s very true, I’m sorry, Mr. Chen is protected by us, so he’s afraid of you!”
“I’m the king, warm the wine and kill the enemy~”
Chen Bao had the Buddha's head on his neck and was noncommittal.
"In this case, why should the Buddha look forward and backward?"
"I heard that there was a treasure in the Wuzhuang Temple. Do you know about it?"
" Oh?”
Chen Ye raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He, who had the light of his own wisdom, instantly realized what the treasure in the Buddha's mouth was referring to.
"You mean... ginseng fruit?"
Chen Biao's tone was incomprehensible and his expression was strange.
As soon as these words came out, even Long Jun couldn't help but open his eyes.
When talking about Wuzhuang Temple, one must think of the famous ginseng fruit in the Three Realms!
Could it be that the foodie, Pokai Buddha, is eyeing the ginseng fruit from Wuzhuangguan?
"Not bad..."
The Buddha who broke the precepts narrowed his eyes, his fairy belt swaying.
“Ginseng fruit, also known as Cao Huan Dan, blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and matures only after another three thousand years.”
“It only takes ten thousand years to produce less than thirty fruits. It smells like If you hear it, you can live for 360 years, and if you eat one, you can live for 47,000 years.”
“Aren’t you attracted by these treasures?”
Chen Ye felt his heart stir when he heard it, but in an instant, the throbbing disappeared completely.
He looked confused and shook his head.
“I didn’t ask for a long life, and I feel ashamed if I live forever without doing anything.”
“I am in a troubled world of demons, but I can travel freely with this heart.”
“ The eagle strikes the sky and the whale dominates the sea. How can we know the dragon and the earthworm without trying? ”
"It's hard to disobey destiny, but we must disobey it. We will not give up until the end!"
Chen Biao chanted leisurely, and then paused.
“In this world of demons and demons, what’s the use even if you live forever?”
“Can you become an immortal or a Buddha?”
“Can you save people who are suffering?”
"Can you jump out of the three realms?"
"No, you can't..."
"If that's the case, why am I so excited? Immortality is not immortality."
" You should know better than me who is the dojo of Wuzhuang Temple."
"It is a bit fanciful to plot the so-called ginseng fruit..."
Chen Ye discussed things factually, and he did not become arrogant, arrogant, or act wantonly just because he was already a great demon.
The Buddha who broke the precepts seemed not surprised when he heard this.
He shook his head, and then said: "Since Buddha can't hide from Wuzhuang Temple, what's the harm in grabbing a ginseng fruit to eat?"
"The ginseng fruit has innate spiritual roots. , Eating it will not only help you gain longevity, but it will also be of great benefit to your own path.”
“It is possible that if you eat just one pill, you will be able to practice a thousand miles and reach the status of Buddha as soon as possible.”
"Furthermore, it is not certain whether the so-called Zhenyuan Great Immortal is still alive now..."
"Even if he is still living in this troubled world, Buddha has that precious silk and should protect himself." Yu.”
The Buddha’s words are reasonable, and he seems to covet the ginseng fruit.
Chen Ye thought thoughtfully and realized that this Buddha who broke the precepts was not just plotting the ginseng fruit.
According to Zen Master Wuchao, whether it is a Buddha who breaks the precepts or a Dragon Lord.
In fact, they are all transformed by a part of their own paranoid nature and are part of themselves.
Wuzhuangguan ginseng fruit can attract the Buddha's attention, which means that the content in it is really of great benefit to him.
It seems that this Wuzhuang Temple is really a must go.
Whether it is the thing that caused the vision of the human skin to manifest, or the ginseng fruit that was so coveted by the Buddha who represents a part of Him.
These were enough to make Chen Biao have to go and have a look.
But this also means that he is likely to face off against the Immortal Zhenyuan.
Can Fang really protect himself with just the precious silk he got from the old mother in the opera house?
Chen Biao thought of this, holding a brocaded yellow flower silk in one arm and spreading his palms.
The figure with four heads and eight arms embroidered on it is particularly conspicuous.
But maybe it’s because it’s too vague and I can’t tell exactly who it is.
The only thing that is certain is that the person embroidered on it is not Chen Biao.
He has been holding this thing in his hand since he woke up.
He has personally learned the skills of this thing.
Whether it is to trap someone or to protect yourself, it is an excellent treasure.
“That’s it, just go.”
"The eagle strikes the sky and the whale dominates the sea. How can you know the dragon and the earthworm without trying?"
Chen Bao shook his head, simply put away the splendid yellow flower silk, and walked to Wanshou Mountain with a nine-ring tin staff.
Instead of complaining here and looking forward and backward, it is better to go and find out.
Using his magical feet, he seemed to shrink into an inch. With one step, he was several feet away.
In a moment, we arrived in front of Wanshou Mountain.
There is a road in front of the mountain, and demons gather there.
These monsters and monsters are all waiting in front of the mountain road, and they can't stop looking towards the mountain.
As soon as Chen Ye set foot here, he heard the demons gathered together shouting excitedly!
“White Bone Cave, if you don’t melt the bones, you can steal a ginseng fruit!”
(End of this chapter)