The King of Fortune

Chapter 278 Zhen Yuanzi

The Songpo is cold and the bamboo path is quiet.The white cranes send clouds to and fro, and the monkeys offer fruit when they go up and down.The pool in front of the gate is wide, the shadows of trees are long, and the stones are cracked, moss and flowers are broken.The purple of the palace is extremely high, and the towers are misty and Danxia falls.It really is the wind of towering morality, the house of indifferent gods.

The three of them traveled westward and passed a majestic mountain range. They were attracted by the fairy mountain Langyuan in front of them, and they pressed their mounts unconsciously.

Lu Yueqi said: "I didn't expect there to be such a place of spiritual blessing in the west. It's really surprising."

Han Rong smiled and said, "Since we're all here, we might as well go up and have a look. If there are any gods and masters here, take the opportunity to pay a visit, and we'll live up to this trip."

"That's right, Mr. Lu is interested."

Lu Yue and Han Rong hit it off immediately, they got off their mounts and walked up the mountain first, Luo Xuan had no choice but to follow behind.As for the three mounts, they waited at the foot of the mountain.

After walking for a while, I saw a stele on the left side of the mountain gate with ten big characters on it, which read "Longevity Mountain blessed place, Wuzhuang Guantian".Han Rong's eyes lit up, and sure enough, there is a person like Zhen Yuanzi in this world.

Lu Yue praised: "What a Longevity Mountain. Since there is a Guanyu here, there must be some high-level people living here."

Luo Xuan said: "The west is no better than the east. Wherever we go, we are in steep and steep places. We only see this fairy mountain, and we don't know the origin of the owner. Let's go inside and meet the owner."

Han Rong nodded, and the three of them went in together, and saw a couplet on the second door: Immortal House of Immortality, a family with the same longevity as the sky.

Lu Yue frowned, and snorted: "This master is arrogant, and the head teacher is such a peerless figure, and he has never seen such a word in front of the palace gate. How can this immortal with unknown origin be better than the head teacher?"

In his mind, below Patriarch Hongjun, Master Tongtian is the highest.

Han Rong persuaded: "Friend Lu Daoist, don't get angry, the visitor is a guest, so go see the master first."

Zhen Yuanzi was a great immortal in ancient times, and he was a figure of the same period as the leader of Tongtian, but he acted in a low-key manner, and few people knew his identity.In his capacity, it is not too much to post such words in front of his house.

Lu Yue nodded, he wanted to see who the master was.

"Who is making noise outside?"

The three of them were about to go out, but they saw a voice coming from inside, and then a handsome Taoist wearing a purple gold crown, a crane cloak and shoes, opened the door and came out, looking like a Taoist.

Lu Yue and Luo Xuan were secretly startled, they didn't expect the master to have such an imposing manner, far better than the Twelve Golden Immortals.Facing such a character, they dare not be presumptuous.

Han Rong stepped forward to beat Jishou, and said to himself: "The three of us are practitioners from the east. We didn't intend to pass by this place. We were fascinated when we saw this sacred mountain, so we went up the mountain. If there is any disturbance, I also ask Daxian to forgive me."

"It turns out that a fellow Taoist from the east, Yuanzi from the town of Poor Dao, is the master of the Five Villages Temple."

Zhen Yuanzi bowed back and said.

"Zhen Yuanzi."

Lu Yue looked puzzled, he had practiced Taoism for thousands of years, and he joined the Jiejiao early, but he had never heard of such a person.Luo Xuan looked at Lu Yue's face, and seeing that he didn't know him, he didn't even know him.

Han Rong smiled and said, "So it's Zhen Yuanzi, the Great Immortal, who has admired his name for a long time. It's a pleasure to meet you, a pleasure to meet you!"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Yue and Luo Xuan were even more surprised. It was unbelievable that Han Rong knew someone they had never heard of.Could it be that Han Rong knew that there was a great immortal here and deliberately lured them here?

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes, and he asked, "Fellow Daoist knows me?"

He didn't know how many years he lived in seclusion here, and he has never been to Daluo Palace a few times. Except for a few saints, I'm afraid no one knows his name.But a junior said that he recognized him, how could he not be surprised.

Han Rong said vaguely: "Han heard that there is a great immortal living deep in the mountains, with unfathomable mana, whose Taoist name is Yuanzi Zhen. Seeing you today, you will know that the rumors are true."

Zhen Yuanzi caressed his beard and said: "Fellow Taoist, you are overwhelmed. Poverty Dao is just an ordinary practitioner, and he dare not call himself a Great Immortal."

"A person like Daxian is so humble, I am ashamed."

Han Rong smiled, seeing that Zhen Yuanzi didn't intend to invite himself and the others in, he felt a little embarrassed, so he said: "Today, I take the liberty of disturbing the Great Immortal, and I will leave now."

After all, Han Rong made a gesture to leave, and Lu Yue and Luo Xuan naturally followed. They had too many doubts waiting for Han Rong to answer.

"and many more."

Zhen Yuanxian called to stop the people, and said with a smile: "You guys have come from a long way, and Pindao Tian is the owner of this place, if you don't invite you in for a cup of tea, I'm afraid it will be rude. Please follow me into the mansion!"

Han Rong said: "The Great Immortal is being polite."

Since I came to Wuzhuang Temple and saw Zhen Yuanzi, wouldn’t it be a pity if I left like this? Besides, I haven’t seen the famous ginseng fruit yet. How could Han Rong get a few ginseng fruits from the petty Zhen Yuanzi to taste? Taste, it is not in vain to come all the way to Wuzhuang Temple.

It is not unreasonable for Zhenyuanzi to be stingy. In Journey to the West, he has 48 disciples, at least he has practiced with him for hundreds of years. Guanyin Bodhisattva rescued the ginseng fruit tree, and Zhenyuanzi entertained the gods with ginseng fruit. Everyone is alone. One, when it was his disciple's turn, all the disciples shared one.With so many disciples, one mouthful is not enough for each person. This kind of practice is unmatched by anyone in the book.

There are many fairy fruits in this world, and Han Rong has eaten quite a few, but the ginseng fruit tree is a spiritual root produced when the world was not yet open. It blooms once in 3000 years, bears fruit in 3000 years, and matures in another 3000 years. You have to wait 1 years to eat it, the effect is not comparable to other fairy fruits.

Moreover, fairy fruits like flat peaches can be mass-produced, but ginseng fruit is the only one in the Three Realms, and there is no other semicolon, which is even more noble.

The three of them followed Zhen Yuanzi into the Immortal Mansion. The scenery inside is different from the outside, but there is a sense of tranquility in the Immortal House, which makes people feel refreshed and happy. As the saying goes, there are few people in the Qing Dynasty, and the quiet way is born. Here, Suitable for practice.

Zhen Yuanzi has a distinctive aura, which has a lot to do with his practice on this mountain all the year round. After all, those saints, one by one, for the sake of great cause, cleverly seize luck, and get angry. Be quiet and at ease.

After several people were seated, Zhen Yuanzi poured a cup of tea for the three of them respectively, and said with a smile: "The shabby room is simple, and there is only one poor Taoist here. If there is any negligence, please forgive me."

Lu Yue and Luo Xuan hurriedly said "don't dare", Han Rong said with a smile: "It's an honor for me and the others to be entertained by the Great Immortal. Even though it's a cup of clear tea, it's better than delicacies from mountains and seas!"

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at him and said: "Fellow Daoist speaks extraordinary things, you are not an ordinary person, can you tell the poor Taoist who your family is from?"

Among the three, the one surnamed Han has the lowest realm, but the two next to him are faintly headed by him, which makes Zhen Yuanzi feel strange. In the world of practice, the strong are always respected. A dignified Daluo Jinxian, obeying orders, a cultivation base is not as good as him This young man must be of extraordinary background.

Han Rong didn't hide it either, and reported himself as Fuxi's disciple.Zhen Yuanzi's expression moved, and he said with a smile: "So he is the disciple of fellow Taoist Fuxi, and he is really different!"

Han Rong didn't ask Zhen Yuanzi how he knew Fuxi, but seeing his attitude changed, he casually chatted with him.

(End of this chapter)