Westward Journey Starts Heaven Court Sign In 100,000 Years

Chapter 67: Shocked Zhen Yuanzi

“It’s Hongyun.”

Dongfang Yao smiled slightly.

Sure enough, if you don’t know each other, you have to do it to get to the point. Why did you go?

“Red Cloud?”

“Is he still alive?”

“Your Excellency, please tell me where Hongyun is now?”

Zhen Yuanzi was shocked, it turned out to be a red cloud, presumably with Dongfang Yao’s strength, he would not lie to himself.

Dongfang Yao glanced left and right, for fear of crowds.

When Zhen Yuanzi looked at it, he immediately understood that Dongfang Yao was afraid that it might leak the wind.

“It’s abrupt!”

“Fellow daoist, please come with me!”

Jin Yuanzi waved his hand in the direction of own Great Hall, making a gesture of asking.

“okay!”

Dongfang Yao didn’t say much, and walked towards Jinyuanzi’s Great Hall.

After staying in Wuzhuang Temple for a few days, Dongfang Yao naturally knew that the Great Hall was the main hall of Zhenyuanzi.

……

Tianshi Temple.

Zhen Yuanzi eagerly invited Dongfang Yao to the main seat.

“Fellow daoist! I’ll sit here!”

Dongfang Yao didn’t dare to overwhelm the guests and said, pointing to the guest seat on the right.

“You don’t have to refuse, the winner is first!”

“Today is the channel error first, fellow daoist please sit down!”

Zhen Yuanzi repeatedly asked Dongfang Yao to sit on the table. Although Dongfang Yao was extremely young and much younger than himself, Zhen Yuanzi did not dare to neglect.

There is a sequence of hearing the truth, and those who reach it first!

Dongfang Yao couldn’t hold back Jin Yuanzi’s enthusiasm, as long as he sat on the main seat.

“Come here! Watch tea!”

Zhen Yuanzi said to the disciples at the door.

“Yes!!”

A boy at the door trot away all the way.

After Zhen Yuanzi sat down, he saw a pile of spiritual fruits on the case table, and just wanted to let Dongfang Yao taste it, the hand he wanted to raise suddenly closed.

So powerful, how can you eat these ordinary spirit fruits?

“Qingfeng, you go to the backyard orchard to pick ten ginseng fruits.”

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the Taoist boy standing on the side and said.

“Yes, Master!”

A young Dao boy led the way, it was Zhen Yuanzi’s Dao boy Qingfeng.

“Fellow daoist! Ginseng fruit?”

Dongfang Yao was slightly surprised when he saw Zhen Yuanzi’s posture.

This town Yuanzi actually took ten ginseng fruits to entertain him. This is the most precious thing of the Wuzhuang Temple.

This ginseng fruit blooms once in three thousand years, bears once in three thousand years, and can only be ripe in nine thousand years. In ten thousand years, there are only 20 or 30 in one batch.

How about picking ten at a time? Isn’t half of ten thousand years gone?

Yuanzi in this town is really a bold person.

Seeing Dongfang Yao’s surprised expression, Zhen Yuanzi felt that he had saved a bit of the factory.

Xiantian Spiritual Roots ginseng fruit is the foundation of one’s own life and life, and the foundation of luck for Wuzhuang Temple and even Longevity Mountain.

Looking at The Three Realms, own ginseng fruit can also be ranked in the top three.

“Fellow daoist is here for the first time today. Poor Dao dare not neglect fellow daoist.”

“Besides the grace of fellow daoist preaching, a few spirit fruits are not enough!”

Zhen Yuanzi saw Dongfang Yao’s surprise and waved to Dongfang Yao.

Not long after they finished speaking, two Taoist boys walked in with a bamboo basket.

Before I walked in, a fruity scent came. Dongfang Yao had seen it before. The way of Nature is the taste of ginseng fruit.

“Pan Dao here only has this spirit fruit as a good thing, fellow daoist, try it!”

Zhen Yuanzi untied the cloth, and a small human-shaped basket of green fruits lay quietly in the basket.

The Spiritual Qi flows on the fruit, and the aroma is compelling.

“Then I would be more respectful than fate!”

“Crack!”

Dongfang Yao picked up one of them, bit it, and his mouth was fragrant and sweet.

The ginseng fruit is crispy and sweet. It melts in the mouth, and in a flash, the lower abdomen turns into a thick heaven and earth Spiritual Qi.

After taking a bite, Dongfang Yao only felt that Dantian was cool, imitating Dharma’s force, there was a faint upward trend.

After a few mouthfuls, the whole body felt transparent, and an indescribable feeling filled the body.

A few mouthfuls, one fruit is finished.

“Fellow daoist, don’t reject it. You have to eat a few more fruits to feel the magical effect.”

Seeing that Dongfang Yao had finished eating, Zhen Yuanzi took it again and again to continue to let Dongfang Yao, the quasi-sage level powerhouse, really had to eat a few more.

“Um!”

When Dongfang Yao saw this, he didn’t reject it. Taoist practitioners have always obeyed their heart.

“Crack, click!”

After devouring a meal, Dongfang Yao worked hard for a while, half of the basket of fruit was already under his stomach, and he only felt that the Magic power seemed to have risen so much.

Don’t underestimate this point, you must know that Dongfang Yao is the Cultivation Base of the pinnacle quasi-sage.

In this regard, Dongfang Yao was quite touched. After eating, he looked at the rest of the fruit basket and was a little embarrassed to eat it again.

“Haha! This half basket of ginseng fruit is just a gift for the poor.”

“Fellow daoist don’t refuse!”

Zhenyuanzi was happy to see Dongfang Yao’s expression like this. If there is no ginseng fruit, and Karma is so big for nothing, I really don’t know how to repay him.

“Haha! Then I will accept it!”

Dongfang Yao waved his big hand and put the ginseng fruit into the universe bag.

“However, I do not take advantage of you in vain.”

“There happened to be some spiritual fruit in the next place, so I gave it to the observer.”

In Zhen Yuanzi’s puzzled gaze, Dongfang Yao patted the Qiankun bag, and several rays of light flashed, and the fruit basket suddenly overflowed with fruity fragrance.

“Ten thousand years of the Holy Spirit Fruit!”

“Wannian Purple Grapes!”

“Wannian Xiantao!”

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the various fruits in the basket. There were just ten, no more, no less than ten, all of which were of the Wannian level.

Seeing these fruits, Zhen Yuanzi was surprised.

This kind of spirit fruit is no less than the spirit fruit of your own ginseng fruit, and it’s all made of ten thousand years.

This person is so casual?

These spirit-fruit-like gods can meet but not seek if they want to eat.

“This is really, thank you!”

“Fellow daoist! I don’t know what you said about Hongyun, how is the other person now?”

After Zhen Yuanzi was shocked, he hurriedly thanked him. He wanted to send a few spirit fruits to Dongfang Yao, but he didn’t expect the other party to take advantage of him at all.

Then Zhen Yuanzi started to ask, after all, it was a big deal.

“You all go down!”

Zhen Yuanzi gave an order, and all the disciples Dao Tong exited the Great Hall and waved his hand to activate the formation.

“Look at the subject. I found out soon too!”

“When I met Hong Yun, Hong Yun had already fallen behind for an unknown number of years.”

“It’s also a coincidence that I got here to you.”

To be honest, Dongfang Yao, except for the treasures he obtained, was basically true, without a trace of lie.

“Falled?”

“How could Hongyun fall?”

“Didn’t Hong Yun entered the gap of time and space and entered Samsara?”

Zhen Yuanzi was shocked when he heard what Dongfang Yao said!

How can this be? This has been a tens of thousands of years, so why didn’t you know the news of your death until now!

Hong Yun was chased and killed at that time. At that time, he was delayed in business and couldn’t help much, but everyone knew that he entered the gap of time and space.