Chapter 178 The Immortal Zhenyuan in the Past (6k!)

"Ah?"

For a moment, Chen Xi thought he had heard something wrong.

And the two infant ginseng fruits were still calling him "Daddy".

Until this moment, Chen Xi finally reacted.

What was going on?

When did he become the father of these 'ginseng fruits'?

If Chen Xi remembered correctly, this ginseng fruit tree had nothing to do with him, right?

Chen Xi looked confused, inexplicably happy to be a father, this feeling really caught him off guard.

"Strange..."

Chen Xi frowned, looking at the smiles of the two infant ginseng fruits, he hesitated for a moment, and decided to spare their lives for the time being and put them by his side for research.

The two infant ginseng fruits, babbling and crawling on the blood and flesh lotus, seemed extremely happy.

Chen Xi resisted his desire, turned his sight back, and prepared to get the golden hammer first.

As for the demons that were bound by the ginseng spirits, Chen Xi did not let them go.

"Hu——"

Chen Xi blew out a mouthful of karmic fire and burned all the demons into ashes.

No demon could be safe under the karmic fire.

And this also shows that these demons are all sinful.

Ying Shen Guo looked at the demons that turned into ashes, slapped his chubby palms, and laughed on his face.

The twelve-grade flesh and blood lotus turned around.

In a moment, it brought Chen Xi to a Taoist temple.

This place is very quiet, even a little scary.

Compared with the chaotic Wuzhuang Temple, this place seems to be peaceful and peaceful, and not even a root dares to approach here.

The Taoist temple is magnificent and very impressive.

Glazed tiles, vermilion lacquer doors.

Bricks and tiles are neat, and bamboo and cypress grow in clusters.

Even after years of baptism, this Taoist palace still retains its elegant and mysterious meaning.

"It seems that this is the Taoist palace residence of Zhenyuan Daxian..."

When Chen Xi saw this scene, he knew that he had arrived.

He descended from the flesh and blood lotus platform and looked at the already opened vermilion lacquer door with a slightly condensed expression.

A strong smell of blood was constantly coming out of the Taoist palace.

At the same time, an extremely strong demonic aura was spreading here.

In an instant, Chen Xi became alert.

"It seems that someone has already taken the lead..."

At this time, looking closely, the two infant ginseng fruits seemed to have sensed something and shouted one after another.

They showed fear on their faces, as if they were very uncomfortable with this.

Chen Xi was a little irritated by the noise. When he saw the reaction of the infant ginseng fruit, his mind could not help but move.

There was no root here, and the infant ginseng fruit was inexplicably afraid. It seemed that the golden hammer was a magical effect.

In this case, the golden hammer must be in his own hands.

Although the infant ginseng fruits were scared to death, Chen Xi did not intend to let them go.

He picked up the two infant ginseng fruits and walked slowly into the Taoist Palace.

The two infant ginseng fruits were somewhat reluctant, but under Chen Xi's coercion, they had to obey.

The moment Chen Xi stepped into the Taoist Palace, he noticed that the corridor was covered with corpses of various demons.

Obviously, these were demons who had mistakenly entered this place.

But now they have all suffered a fatal disaster, and they are torn into pieces, with their flesh and bones separated.

And on their corpses, there are still wisps of sharp sword energy.

"Qingfeng..."

Chen Xi narrowed his eyes and recognized the owner of these sword energy.

He stepped over the corpses of demons and waded through the blood, and the two infant ginseng fruits lay on him, looking particularly well-behaved.

The deeper he went into the Taoist palace, the stronger the smell of blood and demonic energy became.

Soon, Chen Xi arrived at the deepest part of the Taoist palace.

A majestic hall came into view.

"Master..."

"Master, I am incompetent..."

A crazy, mumbling voice came over.

Chen Xi immediately looked in the direction of the sound.

Qingfeng knelt on his knees, mumbling to the portrait at the top of the Taoist palace.

The portrait was full of Taoist charm and did not look like an ordinary thing.

Just look at the person in the painting...

Wearing a purple gold crown and a worry-free crane cloak.

Shoes stepped on his feet, and a ribbon was tied around his waist.

His body looked like a boy, and his face looked like a beauty.

Three beards fluttered under his chin, and crow feathers folded on his temples.

You don't need to mention the name, you know the name of Zhenyuan!

In sharp contrast to the Zhenyuan Immortal in the painting, it was Qingfeng who was kneeling below.

It was full of demonic energy all over its body.

The fine and twisted lines like spider webs kept wriggling and turned into dark blood vessels, which had already crawled all over Qingfeng's body.

A wisp of black air, like a dark cloud covering the sky, reflected on his head.

In Qingfeng's hand, he was holding a golden hammer with a brilliant body and exquisite seals on the head.

The moment Chen Xi saw the golden hammer, the nine-hole stone egg in his arms seemed to move.

At the same time, as Chen Xi walked into the hall, the broken Yin-Yang jade pendant on Qingfeng's waist emitted a faint light.

He turned his head suddenly and stared at Chen Xi, his eyes were red and full of hatred.

Especially when Qingfeng saw the two intimate infant ginseng fruits lying on Chen Xi's body.

This disgust and hatred became even stronger.

"Great! Haha!"

"I was just worried that I didn't kill enough, but you, the thing that made the tree a slave, came to me instead!"

It was obvious that Qingfeng had misunderstood something.

Heavenly Eyes!

Chen Xi's eyes were shining with glass light, looking at Qingfeng's whole body, the devil had already entered his body, and the devilish obstacles were growing.

He shook his head, his eyes gradually colder.

It seems that the Qingfeng and Mingyue of the past have all fallen into demons.

"He has fallen into a demon and turned into a demon. He is blinded by his murderous intention. There is no cure."

"Hand over the golden hammer, otherwise go and be liberated..."

The words are not speculative, just half a sentence.

Qingfeng didn't even finish listening to Chen Ye's words before he took action boldly!

The long sword is unsheathed, and the sword energy soars into the sky!

Peonies are blooming in the clouds, and dragon thunder is coming suddenly.

Don't guess at the mystery, but stubborn enemies will hurt the referee.

The sword energy was flowing freely, and there was a lot more hatred than before.

The sword moves are more ferocious and killing!

"snort……"

"Buddha who breaks the precepts..."

Seeing this, Chen Ye spoke in a deep voice.

He has the Buddha's head on his neck and opens his eyes slightly.

The sea of ​​blood rose and fell, spontaneously.

The sword energy came in all directions, but was drowned by the sea of ​​blood.

"go!"

Chen Yi stirred up his anger, and a ball of karma-flaming red lotus suddenly jumped out.

In an instant, the red lotus of karma crushed the sword energy, and headed towards Qingfeng without losing its power!

But facing such a terrifying Karma Fire Red Lotus, Qingfeng's eyes lit up, and the spell in her hand was ready to go.

"What I've been waiting for is this move of yours, Returning Wind - Returning Fire!"

In an instant, waves of blood and fire surged towards the breeze and rolled back!

Moreover, the red lotus of karma that rolled back was even more powerful than Chen Bao!

"Thirty-Six Techniques of Tiangang..."

Chen Yi possesses the Ruyi Book and recognizes Qingfeng's methods at a glance.

What a move to return wind and fire!

It is indeed one of the thirty-six arts of Tiangang. It is really mysterious and unpredictable to be able to make the karma caused by him turn against him.

Chen Bao stood in his stance, barely able to lift the nine-ringed tin staff, but was overwhelmed by the fire of karma and burned his body.

Seeing this, the two infant ginseng fruits wanted to step forward to help extinguish the karma fire, but they were burned by the fire and burned by the remaining power, and they lost their life.

"You...damn it!"

Chen Ye looked ugly when he saw that the Yingshen fruit had been affected.

Why these two little guys consider Him their father has not yet been understood.

I never thought about a face-to-face meeting, but it was ruined by Qingfeng.

He was furious, but could not affect the karmic fire.

The defecting Yehuo Honglian hit Chen Ye hard, and then exploded violently!

The monstrous sea of ​​​​fire spread rapidly!

Even Qingfeng couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

As soon as the magic formula in its hand changed, the light generated by one of the seventy-two Earthly Evil Techniques was mobilized.

In an instant, a circle of brilliant light came out to protect the body.

This ray of light enveloped all the portraits of him and Immortal Zhenyuan!

The fire of karma raged, causing the Taoist palace to collapse.

The terrifying residual power turned into a fire dragon, sweeping out from the corridor and extending for several miles!

After a long time, the smoke gradually dispersed.

Breathing heavily in the breeze, his clothes were burnt black and his breath was empty.

"Hahaha……"

"Mingyue, I took revenge for you..."

Qingfeng smiled miserably, with blood oozing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

He staggered towards the smoke and dust, wanting to make sure that Chen Ye was dead.

But right now!

"Boom!"

The nine-ring tin staff broke through the smoke and hit him hard on the head.

Qingfeng's mind suddenly went blank, and his body fell backwards involuntarily.

"Uh-huh!"

Divine foot power!

Chen Yi appeared in front of Qingfeng in an instant, grabbed his neck with one arm, and pressed him to the ground fiercely.

At this moment, His brocade cassock was shining brightly, his expression was gloomy, and he was unscathed!

"Now, it's time to send you on your way..."

Chen Ye's tone was cold and merciless.

To Him, the death of a demon is not a pity!

Especially the demon who wanted to kill him.

"Crack! Click!"

Chen Ye kept exerting force on his hands, and Qingfeng's neck was severely deformed by the pinch.

Qingfeng stared at Chen Ye with eyes full of hatred.

It struggled desperately and refused to die.

"No, I can't die..."

"If I die, the sacrifices of my senior brothers will be in vain..."

"I, I haven't completed the master's instructions yet."

Qingfeng gritted his teeth and twitched his legs.

However, the nine-ring tin staff has the ability to break all kinds of magic.

As for Qingfeng, who was hit by it, his magic power was solidified at this moment, and he was unable to break free from Chen Ye's hands.

About three to five breaths later...

Qingfeng's eyes gradually became blurred and his breath became weak.

His mouth opened and closed from time to time, as if he was mumbling something.

"Master, master..."

"Qingfeng...disappointed you..."

Seeing that Qingfeng was about to die, a sigh sounded in the Taoist palace.

"well……"

This sigh is vague.

It seems far away, yet yet so close.

The moment Chen Yi heard this sound, a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai.

Without thinking, he grabbed Qingfeng, pulled back, and looked around.

Then a figure wearing a purple gold crown and holding floating dust in his hands suddenly appeared at the upper futon.

And this figure is none other than Immortal Zhenyuan!

"Great Immortal Zhenyuan!" "Master...fu?"

Chen Ye and Qingfeng spoke at the same time, with different expressions.

One is alert, the other is surprised.

At this moment, they all felt the ethereal aura.

In the main hall, the portrait that was originally hanging was now blank.

At the same time, the Immortal Zhenyuan appeared inexplicably and ignored them.

Immortal Zhenyuan sat on the futon, looked at the blank portrait, and said to himself...

"Misfortune lies where blessings depend, and blessing lies where misfortune lies."

"The clear breeze and bright moon, the destiny of the people..."

"If you can see this painting and hear what I said, it will prove that Wuzhuang Temple has been robbed."

"When I was about to go to Lingshan to attend the Yulan Festival, I vaguely sensed something was wrong."

"Now it seems that things have really happened as I expected..."

Hearing this, Chen Xi's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart was extremely uneasy.

Obviously, the Zhenyuan Immortal in front of him was just a shadow left by the Zhenyuan Immortal in the past.

Zhenyuan Immortal was in the past, but he could talk to the present.

Although he didn't know whether he would come, he could say the three words "heaven's destiny".

Such means are worthy of being a great supernatural being!

The Zhenyuan Immortal in the past was still talking to himself at this time.

"Remember what I say next."

"The disaster of Wuzhuang Temple was born from this."

"And all this has to start from the journey to the west that year..."

After listening to a few words, Chen Xi's heart was startled!

Obviously, the information that Zhenyuan Immortal wanted to reveal was of vital importance to him.

The journey to the west in the past, the secrets of Lingshan Mountain, and even the mystery of the disaster of Wuzhuang Temple today...

If Zhenyuan Daxian can really explain it.

Who knows, he might be able to use this to solve some of the great secrets about the destiny man, the journey to the west, and Lingshan Mountain!

Chen Xi glanced at Qingfeng, and then relaxed a little to avoid strangling the other party and causing variables.

"Be honest, you can still live a little longer..."

Chen Xi spoke in a low voice, and then ignored Qingfeng's eyes, and continued to listen to Zhenyuan Daxian's story in the past.

"Back then, the ginseng fruit tree was knocked down by a monkey, so we had no choice but to ask Guanyin to heal the tree."

"But all this was not without a price."

"Since then, Guanyin has buried the root of evil under the ginseng fruit tree."

"After I knew it, I knew that Wuzhuang Temple would have a great disaster in the future."

"If I were in Wuzhuang Temple, there would be no disaster."

"So this Yulan Festival, whether I go or not, fate will not let me escape."

Zhenyuan Daxian talked to himself, and what he said was confusing and incomprehensible.

Chen Xi frowned when he heard it.

He knew that this was not Zhenyuan Daxian, who liked to be a riddler.

Some things, if they are said too clearly, Wuchao Zen Master will have the best ending.

And this also made Chen Xi inexplicably fearful.

What exactly is this so-called "fate"?

Why is it that even Zhenyuan Daxian, who is known as the ancestor of earthly immortals, is so taboo about this, and even dares not speak too clearly?

And what does Zhenyuan Daxian mean by saying that Guanyin planted the root of evil under the ginseng fruit tree?

Could it be that the current abnormality in Wuzhuang Temple is all caused by Guanyin Bodhisattva?

"God's will, remember, remember!"

"If you want to cross Wuzhuang Temple, you need to use a golden hammer to knock down the ginseng fruit tree."

"This golden hammer is made of the hair of the monkey, which can make the past and all the things that happened later disappear together."

"This root of evil will be dispersed together with my innate spiritual root that should have died long ago."

"The time has come, how to deal with things depends on you."

Zhenyuan Daxian sighed slowly, and the shadow gradually dissipated.

For a moment, in the hall, only Chen Xi, who seemed to be thinking, and Qingfeng, who had a complicated expression and clear eyes, were left.

"Monkey hair..."

Chen Xi couldn't help but take a look at the golden hammer that Qingfeng held tightly in his hand.

Asura, Shi Gan Dang, golden hammer...

Chen Xi really didn't expect that the third hair of the Great Sage would turn into a golden hammer.

He didn't expect that Wuzhuang Temple would develop like this.

Zhen Yuan Daxian actually wanted him, a latecomer, to knock down the ginseng fruit tree...

However, Zhen Yuan Daxian still didn't completely eliminate the doubts in Chen Xi's heart this time.

At least, Zhen Yuan Daxian didn't say why the ginseng fruit called him daddy.

And what was there in Wuzhuang Temple that made Pi Zhi so excited and strange phenomena appeared one after another.

Obviously, Chen Xi still had many questions and didn't get answers.

After thinking about it, he decisively suppressed all these questions in his heart.

The most urgent task at the moment was to see the ginseng fruit tree first.

But how to deal with Qingfeng has become a rather troublesome problem now.

He killed Mingyue and had a grudge with Qingfeng.

If he let him go, it might cause trouble for himself.

But if he killed Qingfeng directly, it would be a bit inappropriate.

After all, from the words of Zhenyuan Daxian, it can be seen that Qingfeng and Mingyue are in the same group with him to some extent.

They all have a common goal, to knock down the ginseng fruit tree...

Chen Xi's face was complicated, and he couldn't help but think of the roar of the black bear spirit and the hatred of the curtain general.

Now Wuzhuang Temple has become fragmented because of him.

Could it be that he really became a disaster star that made the situation worse like the man of destiny at the beginning?

"Forget it..."

Chen Xi did not kill Qingfeng after all, but took the initiative to let go of his hand.

His eyes fell on Qingfeng, and the meaning was self-evident.

He was waiting for Qingfeng's reaction...

Fortunately, Qingfeng did not make it difficult for Chen Xi.

The words of the former Zhenyuan Immortal awakened Qingfeng.

The dark aura around him faded a little, and the hatred on his face was temporarily suppressed, turning into determination.

Qingfeng gritted his teeth and threw the golden hammer to Chen Xi.

"I remember..."

"No wonder you look familiar, it turns out you are the man of destiny."

"Time and fate, it's all destiny..."

"Not to mention other things now, since the master said that you can knock down the ginseng fruit tree and escape the fate of Wuzhuang Temple, then I will help you..."

Chen Yi was quite surprised when he heard this.

He had thought that Qingfeng would let go of his hatred because of Immortal Zhenyuan.

But he never thought that Qingfeng not only put down his hatred, but even planned to help him.

It seems that He really made a mistake...

Falling into a demon is not irredeemable.

"In that case, let's ask Taoist Master Qingfeng to lead the way."

They looked at each other. The two people who had fought just now were standing together because of a common goal.

Here we go...to be liberated from the Wuzhuang Temple!

…

Back garden.

"Devil, die!"

The green-faced Wuzhuangguan disciple suddenly thrust out his magic sword.

In an instant, an infant ginseng fruit was pierced through, and a large area of ​​fragrant juice spread out.

And behind this disciple, there were already two brothers who died tragically under the roots of the mad Taoist priest and even the ginseng spirit in order to kill the infant ginseng fruit.

As the Yingshenguo twitched and died, it breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, a root whipped towards it.

The disciple wanted to jump away without thinking, but at this moment he realized that most of his legs were rotten and it was difficult to move.

It smiled bitterly and watched helplessly as its entire lower body was torn apart by roots and turned into flesh and bones.

It looked into the distance, wanting to ask for help.

However, at this moment, the remaining brothers and sisters in the field were already at their wits end.

A large number of sensible disciples of Wuzhuang Temple died tragically at the hands of the crazy Taoist and Ginseng Jing.

The demons, disciples, etc. who died here had their flesh and blood sucked dry, and then were filled with a large number of roots, and they stood up again and were driven by others.

There were already a small number of sober Taoist priests. In this case, the number of sober Taoist priests became smaller and smaller as they were beaten.

Seeing that there was no hope of survival, the Taoist priest who was dying suddenly turned fierce and flapped the talisman embroidered on his chest.

"It's a pity that we can't kill a few more before we leave!"

"Even if you die without a complete body, it will never come easy to you!"

In an instant, raging flames exploded, turning it into charcoal and burning into pieces.

Things like this are commonplace in the back garden, and they are full of tragedy.

The remaining disciples of Wuzhuang Temple are about to come to the end of their lives. They come here this time with death intentions in mind!

Chen Ye and Qingfeng flew forward.

Along the way, corpses littered the fields.

A broken magic sword and a torn and blackened Taoist robe clearly showed the fate of the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple.

And those Taoist priests who failed to self-immolate were even more miserable, with roots growing out of their mouths and noses, losing all reason, and becoming puppets.

The breeze moves along the wind, and the Taoist robes make a hunting sound.

His face was full of sadness and heaviness.

Chen Yi sat on the flesh and blood lotus platform, taking in all this and remaining silent.

Sudden!

A few fires in the distance suddenly lit up!

Qingfeng suddenly woke up and flew away into the distance without thinking.

Upon seeing this, Chen Ye followed closely behind, and casually sprinkled several balls of karma fire, burning all the demons who had turned this place into puppets.

"kill!"

Dozens of Taoist priests formed a formation to report to the group.

They drag their decaying bodies and fight endlessly with the ginseng essence.

A large number of demons entangled in the roots turned into waves and swept over.

In an instant, the sword formation they formed was scattered, making it difficult for them to support each other, and they had to struggle to deal with it.

The demons driven by the roots seemed to be endless, constantly consuming their physical strength.

Gradually, Taoist priests fell down one after another and lost their lives.

Only then did Qingfeng arrive!

The sword energy criss-crossed, and a large number of demons were turned into powder.

However, this move seemed to anger ‘Ginseng Fruit’.

Baby ginseng fruits popped out of the soil, their fangs spread wide, and they babbled non-stop.

"Boom!"

The nine-ring tin staff is knocking on the lotus platform at this moment.

In an instant, the attention of all the demons in the scene was focused on Chen Ye, who had just arrived.

He looked at the group of infant ginseng fruits and ginseng essences and spoke in a deep voice.

"Everyone, step back..."

Thanks to the power of communication, Chen Hao's voice spread all over the world.

For a moment, the Yingshen Guo, who was grinning and giggling, froze in place.

They were like ordinary children, trembling after being scolded by adults.

All the ginseng essences hurriedly backed away, not daring to make any move.

Without the mixture of ginseng essence and infant ginseng fruit, the situation in the field suddenly reversed.

The Taoist priests fought back angrily, eliminating the demons that had been turned into puppets by their roots one by one, and temporarily blocked them.

"this……"

Seeing this, Qingfeng glanced at Chen Ye with some surprise.

What is going on?

Although he had seen Yingshenguo before and seemed to be very close to Chen Ye, he never expected that he could be so close to him!

As soon as he said it, he drove away the demons.

Is this the man destined by destiny...

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