Honghuang, my disciple ruined Journey to the West

Chapter 115 The Enraged Zhenyuanzi!
The entire Wuzhuang Temple was submerged by the evil water of the Yellow Spring, and the poor fairy boy Qingfeng who was knocked out drowned in the turbid evil water.

The physical body was corroded and broken, only the primordial spirit was preserved.

"This evil water corrodes the flesh, don't touch it!"

"Little master, let's leave this Wuzhuang temple quickly." Tiger Spirit hurriedly urged.

Zhao Mengmeng glanced at the monstrous waves below, she didn't have the mood to continue looking for gourd seeds here.

Pouted unhappily, Zhao Mengmeng resentfully said, "That's the only way, this place is flooded, then look elsewhere, let's go, let's go back to Matou Mountain first."

Hearing this, Tiger Spirit finally felt relieved, this Wuzhuang temple was a dangerous place in his opinion, stay away from here as soon as possible, and feel at ease sooner.

Otherwise, wait for the Great Immortal Zhenyuan to come back.

Discovering that the Wuzhuang Temple has become a water curtain cave, and it is still flooded by the evil water of the Yellow Spring, I am afraid that I will be half dead with anger.

Even the ginseng fruit trees in the garden were eroded and withered, losing their vitality. If the Immortal Zhenyuan is not angry, he must be mentally ill.

One person and one demon turned into two beams of light and left this place quickly.

Seeing them leave, the fairy boy Mingyue, who was hanging in the air to avoid the evil water of Huangquan, had a miserable face and burst into tears.

The sound of howling was so loud that it was so loud that he could not cry.

At this moment, there are two figures crossing the clouds towards the direction of Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain.

One of them is the Immortal Zhenyuan, that is, Zhenyuanzi.

He wears a golden crown on his head, a worry-free crane cloak, shoes on his feet, and a ribbon around his waist. He has a boyish body and a beautiful face, with three strands of clear beard flying under his chin, and a dust whisk on his arm.

The other one is also dressed as a Taoist, dressed in purple, ethereal and dusty.

It is Ziyang real person.

"Fellow Taoist Ziyang, my Wuzhuang Temple is a sacred and wonderful place for the cultivation of immortal veins underground."

"Because of God's blessing, I got the ginseng fruit tree and planted it in the garden. It's the summer season, so it's the best time to eat ginseng fruit."

"Since fellow Taoist came here with me, you must taste the ginseng fruit!"

Master Ziyang nodded and cupped his hands: "Then thank you, Great Immortal!"

"I have heard the mystery of ginseng fruit for a long time. If I can taste it, I will be infinitely happy."

The two immortals came to Wuzhuang Temple in a leisurely manner.

However, as soon as he arrived at a place tens of miles away, the real Ziyang stopped in the clouds.

Yao Yao pointed in the direction of Longevity Mountain, and said seriously: "Daoist Zhenyuan, the evil air is coiled in the sky above your Wuzhuang Temple, and the rotten smell is scattered for dozens of miles. I'm afraid something happened."

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi's complexion changed, and the light in his eyes flickered.

With a glance of thousands of miles, look straight at Wuzhuang Temple.

I was seeing the surging evil water submerge the Wuzhuang Temple and spread around the Longevity Mountain.Many mortal creatures, plants and trees were stained with the evil water and were irresistible. They were all eroded, or decayed, or became dry bones.

"Damn!"

"Whoever poured out the evil water from the underworld that was collected in my gourd, something bad happened, something bad happened!"

Zhen Yuanzi, whose expression changed suddenly, couldn't care less about Master Ziyang, he rushed to Wuzhuang Temple in a flash.

As far as the eye can see, the evil waves are surging, and the stench of putrefaction and mildew is lingering.The entire Wuzhuang Temple is shrouded in a dead air, the vegetation is withered, and the spiritual grass is withering.

The ginseng fruit tree in the garden has fallen leaves and rotten roots!
Zhen Yuanzi, who was still calm at first, was not calm at all, his face was annoyed, and there seemed to be murderous intent rolling in his eyes.

"Bastard!"

"who is it?"

"Who poured out the evil water from the underworld, ruined my Wuzhuang Temple, and destroyed my ginseng fruit tree, you should be killed! You should be killed!" Zhen Yuanzi looked resentful, and that honor had already taken on a fierce look.

I hate it so much that my eyes are tearing apart!

Gritting my teeth with hatred!

Immortal Ziyang who came later also had a slightly dignified expression.

But there was some ridicule in my heart.

Along the way, I heard Zhen Yuanzi bragging about how good the Wuzhuang temple is, and how wonderful the ginseng fruit in the temple is, as if his Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit is more effective than Laojun's elixir.

Awesome!

But what happened now, the ginseng fruit tree branches and leaves fell, and there was no vitality.Didn't it mean that there was that ginseng fruit on it, but where is the fruit, there is no fruit on the tree at all, I am afraid that it has been corroded by the bad water.

"Hmph, the ginseng fruit trees are gone now, let's see how you, Zhen Yuanzi, still brag in front of this immortal!"

"I have practiced for thousands of years in this prehistoric world, so why would I care about your broken ginseng fruit?!"

But I thought so.

Master Ziyang said in a strict voice: "Daoist Zhenyuan, there must be something strange about this matter, we need to find out the truth."

Zhen Yuanzi forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and with a glance, he saw the fairy boy Mingyue who fell to the ground and was crying at the foot of Longevity Mountain.

"Mingyue, why did my Wuzhuang Temple have such an accident, did you touch that evil water gourd, poured out the evil water from the underworld, and ruined my Wuzhuang Temple?"

Whoosh!
Zhen Yuanzi appeared in front of Xiantong Mingyue in an instant, and asked sharply.

Seeing that it was her own immortal who came back, Mingyue was overjoyed at first, then knelt on the ground and cried, "Master, you are finally back!"

"But the man and the demon, the two villains, have already run away."

"A villain?" Zhen Yuanzi asked coldly, "What kind of villain dares to take advantage of my absence to destroy my Wuzhuang temple, pour out the evil water of the underworld, and destroy my ginseng fruit tree?? Say it quickly!!"

Mingyue had no choice but to smash Zhao Mengmeng and Tiger Spirit into the gate of the temple, break into Wuzhuang temple, look for gourd seeds, eat ginseng fruit, and pour out the bad water from the yellow spring, and explain everything to Zhen Yuanzi.

Hearing this, Great Immortal Zhenyuan's whole body was full of violent Daoism, wreaking havoc and writhing, his ashen face looked a bit ferocious and terrifying.

"So, you secretly planted a tracer on that little girl?"

Mingyue hurriedly replied: "It's down! And that little girl is ignorant and ignorant, she has become stubborn, and she doesn't know it yet."

Great Immortal Zhenyuan gritted his teeth, and said in a ruthless voice: "If that's the case, then follow the direction of the tracking talisman and track that person and monster!"

"No matter where that little girl or that evildoer is, I will definitely tear her into pieces to relieve my hatred!!"

Immortal Ziyang next to him sneered inwardly: "It turns out that the Wuzhuang temple became like this because of one person and a demon. I thought it was some great fairy from the fairy family who ruined the Wuzhuang temple. It turned out to be a child, and a self-proclaimed A dog's tiger spirit."

"Interesting! Really fun!"

Immortal Ziyang narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan, don't worry, I will be with you to catch those two evils!"

Zhen Yuanzi nodded, still very polite: "Then thank you fellow daoist."

His state of mind at the moment is very unstable.

It was quite different from the way he was when he was bragging in front of Master Ziyang.

Taking an indifferent glance at Fairy Tong Mingyue, Zhen Yuanzi said coldly: "You and Qingfeng are in charge of guarding Wuzhuang Temple, but something like this happened, you should have been severely punished."

"But I'm not the kind of person who doesn't distinguish between good and evil. If the tracking talisman works and I really find the person and the demon, I can forgive you."

"If you can't. Hmph, I'm sure I won't let you down lightly!!"

Mingyue was so frightened, with a panicked face, completely at a loss, lying there silent and trembling.

After flicking his sleeves and taking away the spirit of the fairy boy Qingfeng, Zhen Yuanzi shouted to Mingyue: "You just look for the trace of the tracking talisman and lead the way!"

Mingyue dare not follow.

It was the first time he saw his immortal being so angry, but this time, it already made him panic.

Then, taking fairy boy Mingyue with him and letting him lead the way, Zhen Yuanzi and Master Ziyang searched for the path and followed it in the direction of Mount Matou.

Zhao Mengmeng and Tiger Jing who escaped for more than a quarter of an hour earlier did not know.

Patting her round belly, Zhao Mengmeng laughed and said, "It's okay! Although I didn't find gourd seeds, I ate more than ten ginseng fruits to quench my thirst. It's already very good!"

"It's just that this ginseng fruit is of little use to Ben Mengmeng. After eating so many fruits, my cultivation has only reached the Golden Immortal Realm. It's really mediocre. The big cucumbers at home are delicious!"

Ginseng fruit is average?
Tiger Jing's mouth was wide open, and the way he looked at Zhao Mengmeng changed.

It's not a person, you ate so many ginseng fruits, but you didn't explode, and you said that ginseng fruits are average.

You can do it!

You are so good!

(End of this chapter)