Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 72 Longevity Hill

Explosions continued to occur all around, and the shock wave kept impacting the surrounding stone walls, and the mountain body shook in the violent explosions.

When the mountain people in the nearby villages heard the shock, they all knelt down on the ground, thinking that the demon god was angry again.

Xuanzang and the others were in the center of the explosion, but they looked a bit bored.

"Hey, blah blah blah, is that all there is to it?" Xuanzang's voice came through the sound of the explosion.

The three-foot monster was stunned for a moment, feeling bad, stopped the flying fairy's self-explosion, the smoke and mist cleared, and found Xuanzang and the others standing there safe and sound, and even Zhu Bajie began to eat melon seeds in boredom.

Xiong Likui blew a breath, then wiped his hands and said in a buzzing voice: "Master, this monster doesn't look very tasty, it's better to be cured as soon as possible, hurry up and get on the road!"

The three-foot little demon finally realized that something was wrong, and wanted to run away with a scream, but the cave was too small, the passage was narrow, and the terrain became his hindrance.

Just as he was about to fly over Xuanzang's head, he was hugged by Zhu Bajie with a rake. Nine blood holes appeared on his body, and blood gushed out.

"you……"

The light in the three-foot monster's eyes gradually faded, and he was beaten to death by Zhu Bajie.

Xuanzang raised his hand to take the corpse, and sold it directly to the chat group shopping mall. The small black clock was kept, and after playing with it for a while, he threw it to Zhu Bajie.

"Since you killed the monster, this thing belongs to you!"

Zhu Bajie took the little bell, with a look of joy on his face, he directly put it in his arms, took the nine-toothed rake and was the first to leave the cave, his expression was overjoyed.

Xuanzang explored the inside of the cave, and found an evil blood-colored altar, and smashed it with a punch, and several wisps of strange aura dissipated in the air.

The remaining flying fairies in the cave also seemed to have lost their souls, and fell directly from mid-air, piling up on the ground. The fairies in the distant mountains and forests who had not had time to return to the cave also fell to their deaths as if they had lost their souls.

After several people left the cave, Xuanzang used a fire spell to burn the cave to the ground. Due to the high temperature, the mountain partially collapsed, and the cave was covered by the earth and rocks above.

The three-foot demon temples in dozens of nearby villages suddenly exploded, and the statues inside were turned into powder, and the necks of the worshipers with extremely long necks in each village also returned to normal.

Wang Laosan was kneeling on the ground and worshiping the three-foot demon god, when he suddenly heard a sound behind him, he turned his head and saw that it was Wang Xiaoming who got out of bed, and his neck miraculously returned to its normal length.

"Father, my neck is healed, maybe... I don't need to worship gods anymore!" Although Wang Xiaoming's face was still pale, the evil spirit attached to his body had dissipated, and his ears had returned to their normal color.

Wang Laosan showed great joy on his face, "Could it be that the sorcerer really got rid of the demon god?"

At this time, there was the sound of drums and gongs beating outside the door. When I went out, everyone took off the scarves around their necks.

"The three-foot demon god was finally killed by an expert. Its temple exploded by itself. Old Li Qi also found the body of the flying fairy in the forest!"

"Ahaha, it must be some passer-by god who made the move. It's really great!"

"My goats can eat by themselves now!"

"My poor grandson can finally rest in peace..."

……

It was very lively outside, everyone had been oppressed for a long time, once they were relieved, all the grievances in their hearts were released at this moment.

Wang Laosan's eyes were moist, and he bowed to the west three times earnestly.

"What a holy monk..."

Since then, dozens of villages near Huagaogou have added a local festival called "Towel Off Festival".

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After walking for a long time before leaving the forest, the caravan came into use, and the four master and apprentice got into the caravan again to visit the scenery on the westbound road.

After getting on the main road, the speed of the road became faster, and after a few days, when I passed a birch forest, I suddenly saw a high mountain in front of me blocking my way.

If you ask how high the mountain is, you can't see the top of the mountain when you look up from the birch forest dozens of miles away.

When you get closer, you can see the mountain flowers are blooming and the trees are shaded, the white apes are not afraid of people, and the white deer are walking in the mountains;Mottled bamboo, green locust tree, and green pine are clustered together to form forests, forming an interesting contrast, like old friends in the mountains, beckoning to each other when the breeze blows.

"It's really a blessed place in the fairy mountains, there must be senior cultivators here to clean up!" Xiong Likui couldn't help but praised, and wanted to open his mouth to write a poem, but found that some words were poor.

The eternally famous quatrain got stuck in his throat, and Xiong Likui shook his head for a long time but couldn't think of a good word.

In order to hide his embarrassment, he pretended to be thirsty, grabbed a can of Snow Coke, the cow took a big gulp, and then hiccupped heavily.

Going forward is the mountain road. Several people got out of the RV and walked on foot. When they approached, they found a stone tablet with three characters in ancient seal script on it, which said "Longevity Mountain".

Xuanzang understood that he had come to the vicinity of Wuzhuang Temple, but he didn't say hello this time, so he didn't know if Yuanzi of the town was at home, and whether he went to find Yuanshi Tianzun to discuss Taoism as in the original book.

Walking along the mountain road, he saw a majestic Guanyu sitting on the mountain. Thinking of the ginseng fruit, Xuanzang couldn't help his throat trembling.

I don't know what the legendary ginseng fruit tastes like, it should taste better than ordinary fairy fruit!
Driving the horse forward, several apprentices followed behind.

There are several floors of pavilions in Guanyu, and there are clusters of matsutake, which can be seen from outside the wall, but if you look deeper, you can't see it clearly, there should be some formation blocking it.

There is a plaque hanging above the gate of Guanyu, with three big characters "Wuzhuang Temple" written on it, and a pair of couplets on the gatepost beside it: "Immortal House of Immortality, a family with the same longevity as the sky."

Sun Wukong sneered and said: "This Taoist is very arrogant. When my old grandson made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace 500 years ago, I never saw such words at the head of the Taishang Laojun's family!"

"Eldest brother, don't talk nonsense here, in case there is really an expert out there, it's okay to be abrupt!" Zhu Bajie hurriedly persuaded, his small eyes showed a thoughtful look.

Xiong Likui stepped forward and knocked on the door knocker, making a muffled sound of "clumsy clumsy".

After a while, a Taoist boy came out of it, wearing a Taoist uniform that wafted in the mist and wind. He was obviously a boy, but his hair was tied in a bun on the top.

"Who are you waiting for? Is there any invitation to come to my Wuzhuang temple?" Daotong raised his head and asked, his eyes were full of pride.

Xuanzang said with a smile: "Amitabha, the poor monk Xuanzang is a monk who went to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. He saw that there is a fairy mountain and a Taoist temple here, so he wanted to stay here for a night and pay a visit to the master of the expensive temple. !"

"My viewer is the majestic ancestor of the Earth Immortal. Not everyone can see it. You can't enter without an invitation card!" Daotong explained lightly.

At this moment, a voice reached Daotong's ears, "Mingyue, that's my old friend, let him in quickly, don't be rude!"

Guan Zhongzhen Yuanzi made some calculations, his eyes showed doubts, and he murmured: "The time is not up yet, but something has changed, I don't know if the words of the Buddhist sect can still be counted!"

Daotong heard the sound transmission, and his face suddenly became enthusiastic: "It turns out that an old friend is visiting, elders, please come in quickly!"

"Master, do you know their Guanzhu?" Sun Wukong asked curiously.

Xuanzang shook his head, just smiled and said nothing, got off the horse and went in first.

After several people entered Guanyu, they found that there was a hole in the sky, and the space was far larger than what they saw from the outside.

There are pavilions, terraces, stone bridges, colorful waterfalls and green bamboos, and willows inserted between the banks.

In the middle is a solemn attic with black tiles and white walls, with the word "Heaven and Earth" hanging in the center.

Before entering, I heard a Taoist boy shouting in front of the door, "Master Dongtu is here!"

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a middle-aged Taoist priest stand up from his seat and performed a Taoist etiquette, "I have seen the holy monk!"

Zhenyuanzi Daxian's attire looked very refined: wearing a purple gold crown and a worry-free crane cloak.There are black and gold woven shoes under his feet, and a blue silk belt is wrapped around his waist.With a childlike face and white hair, three long strands of long beard fluttering down her chin, Danfeng's eyes were full of light, and she felt unfathomable when she looked at it.

"Disappointed! Disappointed! I have seen this old fairy!" Xuanzang also returned the gift, not knowing why Zhen Yuanzi was so polite, presumably it was because of the friendship of serving tea at the Yulan Basin Festival.

Seeing Zhenyuanzi, Xuanzang realized that he should have come early, and Yuanshi Tianzun's brief note hadn't arrived yet, so Zhenyuanzi didn't go to Shangqing Tianmiluo Palace to listen to the Hunyuan Daoguo.

Zhen Yuanzi greeted everyone to sit down, stroked his palms and praised: "The holy monk has worked tirelessly to seek the opportunity for the world to be enlightened, and his mortal body has traveled a hundred and eight thousand miles, which is really a great merit!"

"Amitabha, the poor monk is just walking for sightseeing. Fortunately, there are three disciples to protect him. There is no difficulty or danger. Thinking about it carefully, it is very interesting..." Xuanzang told his true feelings.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded, the secret road is really a free and easy monk, with a good temperament, such a disaster-ridden path to learn scriptures, it is said that it is as casual as sightseeing, it is really extraordinary!

"Qingfengmingyue, go get four ginseng fruits and give them to the elders to enjoy!"

"Yes, Lord Guan!"

Xiong Likui had never heard of ginseng fruit, but he didn't like to ask about it. Sun Wukong didn't have such taboos, and asked directly: "Old god, what is this ginseng fruit?"

Xuanzang also showed curiosity, waiting for Zhen Yuanzi to explain.

In fact, he came here for fruit, but on the surface he still had to pretend.

"In my view, there is an innate spiritual root, which is the first division of chaos and the beginning of judgment. Before the world was opened, this ginseng fruit tree was born. The fruit of the fruit tree is called ginseng fruit, also known as Cao Huan Dan. Every 3000 years Once it blooms, it takes 3000 years to bear fruit, and it takes another 3000 years to ripen, and 1 years before it can be eaten."

"It seems that in the past ten thousand years, only 360 fruits have been produced. The appearance of ginseng fruit is similar to that of a child under three dynasties, with all four limbs and five senses. If a person is destined, if he smells the fruit, he will live 7000 ​​years; eat it One can live forty-seven thousand years."

After Zhen Yuanzi finished speaking, Xiong Likui was shocked, "These fairy fruits are simply the creation of good fortune!"

"Ham, it's not as good as the 9000-year-old flat peaches my old grandson ate back then, but it should have a fresh taste!" Although Sun Wukong looked disdainful, he was also vaguely looking forward to it.

Although the 9000-year-old purple flat peach is good, since the ginseng fruit takes ten thousand years to mature, it must have its extraordinary effect.

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(End of this chapter)