Journey to the West: Don’t mess with that monster

Zhen Yuanzi continued to introduce them.

"This treasure blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and matures only after another three thousand years. It only bears thirty fruits in ten thousand years.

If you are destined to hear it, you will live 360 ​​years;
If you eat one, you will live forty-seven thousand years. But it is only in fear of the five elements. "

Xiao Bailong asked curiously, "Why are you afraid of the Five Elements?"

"This fruit falls when it encounters gold, withers when it encounters wood, melts when it encounters water, burns when it encounters fire, and enters when it encounters earth. When knocking, you must use a gold tool to get it out.

After knocking it down, just put a silk handkerchief on the plate; if you accept some wooden utensils, they will wither and you will not be able to prolong your life even if you eat them.

To eat it, you must use porcelain utensils and boil it with water. If exposed to fire, it will burn and become useless. "Zhen Yuanzi's tone was full of pride.

But after seeing those sickly fruits, I couldn't help but sigh.

"Why are there only twenty left on this tree?" the six-eared macaque stretched out his hand and said carefully.

Zhen Yuanzi and Zhang Qingdi both smiled and said nothing.

"Why do these fruits look so sick?" Xiao Bailong asked in confusion.

"This is the reason why I brought Emperor Qing here." Zhen Yuanzi said. "There is always a kind of insect living on the roots of this tree, which is called a soul-eating insect."

Although the soul-eating insects will devour the aura of the ginseng fruit tree, they will also devour the useless roots.

They are interdependent with the ginseng fruit tree and are mutually reinforcing. "Zhen Yuanzi introduced it carefully to Emperor Zhang Qing, "But I don't know why there are more and more soul-eating insects this year.

The spiritual energy required for this fruit cannot be guaranteed.

So these fruits look sickly. "

"No, you just said that this fruit is only afraid of the five elements." Xiao Bailong stopped here.

Why do you feel so stupid!
People have said that fruits are afraid of the five elements, but they have not said that ginseng fruit trees are afraid of the five elements...

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding everyone." Xiao Bailong smiled awkwardly.

"Go and take a look at those vegetables. You made me so embarrassed that I almost had to leave the three bedrooms and two living rooms." Zhang Qingdi said angrily.

Xiao Bailong didn't leave, he still wanted to stay here to see what happened. Let's not talk about whether Emperor Zhang Qing can cure ginseng fruit trees. Even what he heard today made him very knowledgeable.

Zhen Yuanzi made a decision, and the land here soon appeared.

"Tell us about the current situation of the ginseng fruit." Zhen Yuanzi spoke to the land with another attitude.

"Yes!" Tu Tu said respectfully.

"The number of soul-devouring insects has not decreased in the past few days, but fortunately they have not reproduced again. But if this continues, no one can guarantee what will happen to the ginseng fruit trees." Tu Tu Lao'er said.

Emperor Zhang Qing glanced at the land.

He reached out and touched the soil in the yard. The soil was fertile and soft.

In the original work, the monkey did not know the properties of the ginseng fruit and dropped a fruit in the soil.

After the fruit was put into the soil, the soil had a life span of 47,000 years. The monkey gave the soil a stick, but the soil didn't react at all.

Zhang Qingdi didn't know why such a fragment flashed in his mind.

"Qing Emperor, do you have a clue?" Zhen Yuanzi asked softly.

"Can you catch a soul-eating insect and bring it out for me to take a look at?" Emperor Zhang Qing asked Zhen Yuanzi.

The old man from Tutu smiled bitterly, "You don't dare, little fairy. Those soul-eating insects are all attached to the root system of the ginseng fruit tree. If the little fairy takes offense, they may attack the roots of the ginseng fruit tree."

"Then I'll go and have a look with Emperor Qing." Zhen Yuanzi was really anxious.

He has found all the connections he can find, but no one in the three realms can do anything about it. Otherwise, he would not have regarded Zhang Qingdi as a life-saving straw.

Emperor Zhang Qing and Zhen Yuanzi escaped underground.

The root system of this ginseng fruit tree was extremely long. They fled thirty feet before they saw a mass of roots.

Those roots are shining with cyan light.

These cyan lights are soul-eating insects, which are about the same size as an adult's finger.

"Qing Emperor, let's take a look." Zhen Yuanzi stepped aside.

If there was really no other way, he would not let people come to this place easily. Especially Emperor Zhang Qing who threatened to destroy the ginseng fruit trees last time.

Emperor Zhang Qing reached out and touched the root system.

Zhen Yuanzi said from the side, "Qing Emperor, slow down!"

Emperor Zhang Qing was speechless for a while. This Zhen Yuanzi valued the ginseng fruit more than his life.

Emperor Zhang Qing didn't tolerate him, so he put his hand on the ginseng fruit tree.

The small sapling in his Dantian reacted immediately.

Emperor Zhang Qing had seen the sapling swallowing the spiritual root, and he was worried that his sapling had swallowed the ginseng fruit tree.

I'm afraid the feud with Zhen Yuanzi is dead.

Moreover, people trust him, so Zhang Qingdi disdains to do such a thing.

He comforted the sapling.

At this time, those soul-eating insects seemed to have seen their prey.

Those soul-eating insects quickly reached Emperor Zhang Qing's hands, and Zhen Yuanzi stopped breathing.

Suddenly, an insect as big as a fist clawed out of the root system.

"He is the king insect!" Zhen Yuanzi said, "It is the culprit!"

As soon as Zhen Yuanzi opened his mouth, the king insect shrank back in fright.

"Aren't you a pretty solid person? What are you yelling about!" Zhang Qingdi said angrily.

"Pindao was also excited for a moment." Zhen Yuanzi said with a wry smile. "Qing Emperor, please think of another way. If you can save my ginseng fruit tree.

Then I and I will become sworn brothers! "

"I'm actually not very curious..." Zhang Qingdi still couldn't help complaining. Zhen Yuanzi…

"We are sworn sworn friends, what's the deal between you and Sanqing?" Zhang Qingdi said with a smile.

"From now on, I will be the junior of Sanqing." Zhen Yuanzi finally gave up.

"Brother, keep an eye on it." Zhang Qingdi said happily.

The relationship between Zhen Yuanzi and Yuanshi Tianzun is indeed good, and they get along as friends.

Laojun is indifferent and doesn't care at all.

But Tongtian Cult Leader only met him a few times.

My master really didn't like that Zhen Yuanzi always called himself Sanqing's friend.

Who is your friend?

Today, Emperor Zhang Qing finally helped his master.

This time Zhang Qingdi put his hand on the root system again, and he released a hint of the sapling's breath.

Those soul-eating insects crawled over one after another.

A branch came out of Zhang Qingdi's hand.

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at the branch, with incredible affection in his eyes. Soon the king insect crawled out. It seemed that it couldn't bear the temptation of the saplings.

My little sapling is like a female Bodhisattva in hot clothes.

And that king insect is like a fierce man who has stopped masturbating for half a month...

Dry wood and a strong fire can be lit at the drop of a hat.

The king insect climbed onto the sapling. Before Zhang Qingdi could react, the sapling swept away the soul-eating insects.

And after this king insect entered Zhang Qingdi's Dantian, Zhang Qingdi found that it seemed to have some chance with him.

The ginseng fruit tree is finally back to normal.

"Good brother! Good brother! My good brother." Zhen Yuanzi shouted excitedly.

"Brother, let's go up first and take a look at the situation of the ginseng fruit." Zhang Qingdi said with a smile.

"After the king insect was caught, the ginseng fruit tree looked normal again." Zhen Yuanzi said with a laugh.

As soon as they came up, the landlady immediately said with a smile, "Congratulations to the great immortal, congratulations to the great immortal! The ginseng fruit tree is fine."

At this time, the ginseng fruits on the tree no longer looked sick and sick.

"Master Qing, how did you cure the ginseng fruit tree?" the six-eared macaque asked.

The monkey had been taught a lesson by the old monk. Unless he was in danger, he would generally not use his magical powers to eavesdrop everywhere.

"It's cured simply." Zhang Qingdi was honest. Xiao Bailong was already accustomed to Emperor Zhang Qing's preference for concise summaries.

He didn't ask any more questions, but the six-eared macaque scratched his head and ears anxiously.

"Qing Emperor, I want to send out invitations widely and let all the immortals come to witness our sworn marriage." Zhen Yuanzi said seriously.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal. Let's not bother the immortals." Emperor Zhang Qing said indifferently.

"Then I'll listen to my wise brother." Zhen Yuanzi really wanted to recognize this brother.

"Has the king of soul-eating insects always existed, or did it appear suddenly?" The king of soul-eating insects is now attached to the sapling, but the sapling has completely frightened those soul-eating insects.

Emperor Zhang Qing could vaguely feel that the saplings were absorbing the breath of the ginseng fruit trees from the bodies of those soul-eating insects.

What the hell kind of tree is this?
"The five elements of these soul-eating insects belong to fire. If they sense a little fire, they may evolve into king insects." Zhen Yuanzi's voice became softer as he spoke.

For so many years, the only one who felt the fire in the ginseng tree was probably Emperor Zhang Qing.

"It seems that I planted the cause, so I will destroy the fruit." Emperor Zhang Qing felt that he was too thin-skinned, and he actually felt a little embarrassed.

Originally, Zhen Yuanzi wanted to give Zhang Qingdi a ginseng fruit, but Zhang Qingdi refused.

It can be seen that his eldest brother basically said through gritted teeth, forget it. The elegant and easy-going Qingdi Master did not make Zhen Yuanzi feel heartbroken.

"Brother Xian, the ginseng fruit will ripen once in the future! I will give you five...three!" Zhen Yuanzi said seriously.

Zhang Qingdi looked at him with a faint smile, "If I don't give you a reason, I won't dare to ask for this ginseng fruit."

The Soul-Eating King Insect was dealt with by Emperor Zhang Qing. Zhen Yuanzi probably wouldn't need Zhang Qing Emperor anymore, but he was still so generous that Emperor Zhang Qing became aware of it.

"Brother Xian, your little tree has been hidden. Don't let others see it again." Zhen Yuanzi said with a solemn expression.

"Brother, do you recognize that tree?" Zhang Qingdi asked tentatively.

"I felt the breath of Jianmu from that tree." Zhen Yuanzi looked at Zhang Qingdi and said. “I was lucky enough to meet Jianmu before I got the chance.

At that time it still stood between heaven and earth. "

Jianmu!

It is said that there used to be a tree between heaven and earth, and people could climb up to the sky along the tree. Later, the gods were displeased and cut down the tree directly.

This tree is building wood.

But this tree sounds like it has no other abilities besides being tall.

"I understand." Zhang Qingdi nodded to express his understanding.

This town Yuanzi might have thought of sworn sworn sworn relationship with him only after he saw that he had a sapling.

Jianmu?

"Is it Jianmu?" Emperor Zhang Qing asked the sapling.

The little sapling shook for a while, but it was hard to tell what it meant.

But it sucked up all the soul-devouring insects. After the soul-eating insects disappeared from Zhang Qingdi's Dantian, Zhang Qingdi also benefited a lot. (End of chapter)