"Monna, you're too bullying!"

The clay man also had a third of anger, let alone a disciple of the ancestor of the Earth Immortal? Seeing Mu Feng forcibly breaking in, Qingming and Mingyue could no longer suppress the anger in their hearts, so they immediately threw out their sleeves and rolled them to him. It was Zhen Yuanzi's most famous magical power - Qiankun in the sleeves.

However, I don’t know whether it is because of the low mana or because I am not good at learning skills. Even if there are four sleeves rolled up, Mu Feng can’t feel any pressure.

He even did not use the magic power of the Daluo Golden Immortal, and only punched all four sleeves back with an ordinary punch.

Qingfeng and Mingyue were unwilling to give up. One pulled out the long sword, the other took out the whisk, and then killed him.

Seeing this, Mu Feng showed a disdainful smile on his face. They were just two mysterious immortals. With his current cultivation level, he could easily defeat them without using magic weapons or magical powers.

Bang!

While dodging the long sword, Mu Feng punched Mingyue's whisk. Mingyue had no time to scream and was shaken away, and then spit out a mouthful of blood and could not get up for a long time.

Qingfeng and Mingyue had a good relationship. Seeing that he was severely injured, he almost lost his mind and shouted angrily: "Bald thief, die for me!"

After saying that, the long sword in his hand stabbed at Mu Feng again and took his vest straight.

Mu Feng couldn't feel any pressure, and he still looked calm. When the long sword was about to stab him, he suddenly turned around, then stretched out his fingers and instantly clamped it.

"Save it!"

Qingfeng was shocked and angry, subconsciously trying to pull the sword out of his hand. He tried it several times, but there was no reaction!

Only then did he realize how big the gap between him and Mu Feng was, this was simply an insurmountable gap!

"It was you who should have let go."

Mu Feng smiled faintly, and then the terrifying magic power poured into the sword through his fingers. The next moment, Qingfeng was shaken away, and like Mingyue, he also spit out a mouthful of blood and was about to faint.

Knowing that they had lost the ability to continue fighting, Mu Feng ignored them and threw the long sword sandwiched between his fingertips aside, then flew towards a big tree not far away. This big tree is the best innate spiritual root ginseng fruit tree.

"It's abundant spiritual energy and extraordinary in appearance. It's true that it's the best innate spiritual root."

Mu Feng praised, then waved his hand, and the thirty fruits on the tree immediately broke free from the branches and flew towards him.

"Didn't the thief bald donkey agree to pick only twenty-five fruits? Go back on your word and don't be a son!" Qingfeng struggled to stand up while scolding.

It seems that if I only pick twenty-five ginseng fruits you will agree.

Mu Feng was a little funny and didn't bother paying attention to him. He put all thirty ginseng fruits into the watch space. This was not the end. After collecting the fruits, he instantly came to the ginseng fruit tree and pressed one hand on the thick trunk. He wanted to try whether he could also collect the fruit tree...

In Yuxu Palace, Zhen Yuanzi was sitting cross-legged on a cushion. In front of him, he was Yuanhuang Dadaojun, one of the three corpses of Yuanshi Tianzun.

Since the immortals of the Ancestral Sect suffered heavy damage in the Heavenly Court a hundred years ago, he has never felt better. That battle almost knocked the Ancestral Sect to pieces.

Since then, there are no Quasi Saints or Daluo Golden Immortals in the Chan Sect. Even if it is Taiyi Golden Immortal, there is only Yun Zhongzi left. How can it be so miserable?

"I have been here for more than a year, and Brother Dao seems to be unintentional about Taoism." Zhen Yuanzi looked at him calmly.

The Great Daojun of Yuanhuang did not deny it and said lightly: "It is true that there is no intention to discuss the Tao. Fellow Taoists should know the reason. Besides, fellow Taoists do not really want to discuss the Tao with me. Although I don't know the specific reason, I don't mind making a good relationship with fellow Taoists."

"It turns out that Brother Dao saw it." Zhen Yuanzi sighed, "The two Western saints want me to help those who have obtained the scriptures, and they all have four ginseng fruits, and I agree."

"So, just give it to them directly, why do you deliberately avoid them?"

Yuanhuang Dadaojun was somewhat curious. He was also quite concerned about Buddhism's plan to seek scriptures. If it were not for the agreement with the two Western saints, he would have to make trouble. After all, not to mention that he did not want to see Buddhism grow, just the last time Tathagata and Lan Deng wanted to kill Yun Zhongzi and the Antarctic Immortal Weng would be enough to make him take action and take revenge.

Seeing Yuanhuang Daojun asking, Zhen Yuanzi's face became even more ugly, and he sighed: "It would be okay if it was just a ginseng fruit, and it would be nothing to give to Buddhism for four pieces. But in addition, Zhunti's guided two Taoist brothers also wanted to make me a disaster on the road to obtaining scriptures, and even wanted to lend me the treasure fruit tree for use..."

Hearing this, Yuanhuang Daojun glanced at him in surprise, "Do you agree?"

He knew that the ginseng fruit tree was the lifeblood of Zhen Yuanzi. Not to mention lending it to others, he would not let it touch it normally.

This is not a subjective life root, but an objective life root. If there is a problem with the ginseng fruit tree, it will seriously threaten the foundation of Zhenyuanzi and even life. Because he was born in the ginseng fruit tree, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the essence of the ginseng fruit tree.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded helplessly, "Zunti led the two Taoist brothers to ask again and again, how could I not agree? Fortunately, it was just a formality and cooperated with them to perform a play, and there was no risk. If I did not avoid those who were seeking scriptures, how could they act wildly in my Wuzhuang Temple?"

Yuanhuang Daojun was silent for a while and said, "Fellow Taoist said this, I must be very angry, right? The two Western saints are indeed becoming more and more arrogant."

Zhen Yuanzi only smiled and did not answer. He was not easy to respond to such things, otherwise he would be detrimental to Zhunti and Jie Yin.

If it were the past, seeing that he was unwilling to continue this topic, Yuanhuang Daojun would not mention it again, but this time, he was unwilling to stop and continued: "Although fellow Taoist is the ancestor of the earthly immortals, it is still nothing in the eyes of the saints. In addition, there is no other saints behind him to protect him, even if the two Western saints make excessive requests, they can only bear it."

Zhen Yuanzi felt a little unhappy, but he did not reveal it. He just said lightly: "If you don't become a saint, you will eventually become an ant. This is the unchanging truth of the prehistoric world. Brother Dao does not need to emphasize it. I can recognize the reality clearly."

"Do you think I'm deliberately humiliating you?" Yuanhuang Daojun looked at him seriously.

"I dare not, Xiaoxian never has such an idea. Every word of Dao brother is full of good words, but I have gained a lot."

Fearing that the Lord of Yuanhuang Dao would not believe it, Zhen Yuanzi bowed and bowed.

"Fellow Taoist does not need to do this. I have no intention of blaming you. Actually, I just want to ask fellow Taoist Taoist, would you like to come to the sect? As long as the fellow Taoist can't stand as the deputy leader. You should know that because of Teacher Hongjun's constraints, the saint can no longer walk in the three realms. It is said that it is the deputy leader, but what he does is actually the affairs of the leader, just like Shakyamuni to Buddhism." Yuanhuang Daojun had a faint smile on his face.

Zhen Yuanzi was stunned and looked at him in surprise. He never thought that this saint would recruit him at this time!

If it were tens of thousands of years ago, he would definitely not agree. Although Yuanshi Tianzun was a saint, the two of them were actually from the same age. They also listened to the passage in Zixiao Palace together.

At that time, the Three Pure Ones and the Two Western Saints were just quasi-saints, and they were not much different from these future saints. They all had hope of becoming saints, including Styx, Kunpeng, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and others.

But later, the ancestor Hongjun took action and not only accepted the Three Pure Land, the Two Western Saints and Nuwa as disciples, but also gave the Hongmeng purple Qi, which was known as the opportunity to become a saint.

At that time, the monks of the prehistoric world realized that it was not possible for them to decide whether they could become saints, and it was useless to work hard. Whether they could become saints depends entirely on whether they could win Hongjun's favor...

The Three Pure Land, the Two Western Saints and others became saints in this way, including Zhen Yuanzi. The quasi-saints who were expected to become saints at that time were a little dissatisfied. This is not difficult to understand. After all, everyone was originally competing fairly, but suddenly someone won by cheating. Who would really recognize them?

For this reason, let alone currying against these saints, they all wanted to compete with them. Lan Deng, the shameless person, went to the Assistant Leader of the Cult, and was despised by them for a long time, calling him spineless.

In that case, how could Zhen Yuanzi learn from the Lan Deng and agree to join the saint's disciple?

But now, after being tempered by reality for tens of thousands of years, their edges have been smoothed out and they no longer have the arrogance of the past.

There is no way, what has happened over the past tens of thousands of years has to make them bow their heads, unless he wants to end up like Di Jun, Taiyi and others.

Therefore, Kunpeng huddled in Beiming and dared not come out again; the Styx River squatted at the bottom of the sea of ​​blood, living in a corner...

Even so, they still cannot completely escape the oppression of the saints. As far as Zhen Yuanzi knows, thousands of years ago, the two Western saints personally ran to the sea of ​​blood and forcibly transformed a small half of the Shura tribe, making them the Asura tribe, one of the eight Buddhist tribes. This is almost equivalent to pressing the Styx to the ground to rub it!

Now that so long has passed, do you think Styx dare to fart?

And he himself was bullied by Buddhism this time, and he actually asked him to deliberately let the people who seek the scriptures pry over his treasure fruit tree! And this was just to make this difficulty more valuable, and fortunately, after the search for the scriptures, he could spread a top scripture in the Nanzhanbu Prefecture...

Shit! What does it have to do with me if Buddhism can preach a top scripture in Nanzhanbu Prefecture?

Zhen Yuanzi was unwilling to do so. After all, the ginseng fruit tree was one with him. If something unexpected happened and the fruit tree could not be saved, it would definitely cause him to suffer a severe blow!

However, even if he was unwilling, he finally agreed to the request because he had already recognized the reality. Dignity and backbone, what is that? He is now a smooth ball. The saint pushed left and could only roll left, and the saint pushed right and could only roll right.

You may not be tactful, but do you have to live your life? Do you want to be with Di Jun and the others?

Recalling the unfair treatment he had suffered over the years, Zhen Yuanzi stared at Yuanhuang Daojun, his mouth trembled slightly, and he almost agreed directly several times.

Although the Chan Sect is weak now and has lost more than half of its luck, as long as Yuanshi Tianzun does not fall, this is still a good place to go. At least, after becoming the deputy leader of the Chan Sect, Zhunti and Jie Yin wanted to do some dangerous things with his treasure fruit tree, and he was full of confidence to refuse.

But for some reason, there was still a hint of grudge in my heart.

He knew very well that if he really agreed, it would be equivalent to completely bent his backbone and he would never stand up again!

For this reason, even though he knew that there were many benefits after agreeing, he had been brewing for a long time but still couldn't say it out.

The Lord of Yuanhuang Dao was not in a hurry, but just waited quietly.

In fact, if the strength of the Ancestral Sect was not greatly damaged and a strong man was urgently needed to support the scene, he would never take the initiative to recruit Zhen Yuanzi. The saint personally recruited others, and the saint wanted to save face, like the Taoist Lan Deng, if he hadn't been kneeling down in Kunlun Mountain for several days, Yuanshi Tianzun would not have accepted him into the game.

At this moment, the scene in Yuxu Palace seemed to be frozen, and neither of them spoke again, but just looked at each other quietly.

After a long time, a trace of sadness flashed in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes. Finally, he made a decision. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and sighed: "Disciple Zhen Yuanzi, I wish..."

He originally wanted to say that he was willing to join the Ancestral Sect, but as soon as he said the word "wish", he suddenly stopped, his eyes wide open, and he was shocked and angry.

Seeing that he didn't say it halfway through his words, Yuanhuang Daojun felt like a cat in his heart, and couldn't help but ask: "What happened? Why do fellow Taoist look like this?"

"What happened to the ginseng fruit tree! Sorry, I'll talk about it next time."

After saying that, Zhen Yuanzi bounced up directly from the cushion, then turned into a purple light and disappeared into Yuxu Palace.

Looking at his departure back, Yuanhuang Daojun was stunned and felt very regretful. He almost recruited him. He didn't expect such an accident to occur at the critical moment.

However, Zhen Yuanzi was so anxious that there should be a big problem with the ginseng fruit tree. I don’t know if it was done by Buddhism on purpose and wanted to use him to fill the killing disaster...

The more I think in this direction, the more I think the Yuanhuang Dao Luxembourg feels it is possible. The two Western saints are becoming more and more lawless!

He originally wanted to send Yun Zhongzi to Wuzhuang Temple to investigate clearly, but hesitated for a while, but hesitated and gave up the idea. The killing disaster was not over. What should I do after sending Yun Zhongzi over and I can never come back?

Besides, if Zhen Yuanzi could survive this disaster, he would naturally come to find him again; if he could not overcome it, he would not be able to help him.

It’s not that he is unwilling to help, but he really can’t help unless the saint takes action himself.

After leaving Yuxu Palace, Zhen Yuanzi rushed to Wuzhuang Temple as fast as possible. However, except for the two disciples who crawled to his feet and cried loudly, there was no one else in the temple.

He ignored these two disciples, his eyes stared blankly not far ahead.

There was originally a lush fruit tree there, but now it is gone, leaving only some new mud brought out by the roots.

"Speak, what happened? Which beast was so bold that it took away my baby fruit tree!"

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were red, and it was probably the angeriest moment in his life.
Chapter completed!