Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 420 Ginseng Fruit

In the woods.

"This time I really lost both my wife and my army. I didn't get any benefits, and I got myself into trouble."

Zhu Bajie, who was put down, looked depressed.

An Yan smiled and said, "Bajie, being able to have a wedding night with Guanyin Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and Manjusri Bodhisattva is something that others would only dream of. Why are you unhappy?"

"What? Samantabhadra Bodhisattva and Manjushri Bodhisattva?" Zhu Bajie became even more angry. He actually had lustful thoughts about two men.

When he thought of this, Zhu Bajie got goose bumps all over his body and complained, "What a shame these two are. Why don't they dress up as women? Aren't they deliberately teasing me?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong and the others all laughed.

Tang Sanzang shook his head and said in a teaching tone: "Bajie, this is the Bodhisattva testing us. Now you should understand, right?"

"Lust is a sword that injures the body, and greed will lead to disaster."

"Master, please stop talking. I'm miserable enough." Zhu Bajie whined, with his ears drooping, looking listless.

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang sighed helplessly, "A rotten tree cannot be carved!"

After overcoming the difficulties, everyone set out on the journey again.

After walking for many days, another mountain appeared and blocked the way.

However, compared with the poor mountains and bad waters encountered before, the mountains that appeared ahead can truly be regarded as a fairyland.

I saw towering mountains, with a majestic momentum, the base of the mountain connected to Kunlun, and the top of the mountain reaching straight into the sky.

In the mountains and forests, there are countless rare and exotic animals.

An Yan recalled the scenery he had seen along the way, which was far inferior to this one. He sighed, "I have traveled westward and experienced many beautiful landscapes, but none of them can compare to the splendor of this mountain."

Tang Sanzang's eyes flashed with shock, and he subconsciously asked, "Are we almost at the Great Leiyin Temple? If so, we can fix our makeup so that we can go meet the Tathagata Buddha."

After hearing this, Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Master, there is still a long way to go."

Xiong Bin also said: "We have traveled 108,000 miles, and I am afraid we have not even completed one third of the journey yet. There is still a lot to be said."

"We haven't even completed one-third of the journey yet?" Sha Seng originally thought that even if it was slow, it would only take a year or two, but he didn't expect that they hadn't even completed half of the journey.

"Old Bear is being conservative." Zhu Bajie also sighed, "I don't know when I can go back to see my Cuilan."

"Is it still so far?" Tang Sanzang was also distracted for a moment.

"We are now walking step by step, and the roads are all rugged and rugged, and there are even no roads at all, so of course it's slow." An Yan was mentally prepared, so he didn't feel too much.

"Keep going, you will get there one day."

"Although the blessed land in front of us is not a sacred mountain, I think it must be a place of retreat for some great senior. We can enjoy it without worrying about monsters."

As An Yan finished his comforting words, everyone's attention gradually shifted to the scenery on the road.

An Yan is right. As long as you persevere, you will reach Lingshan one day.

As we walked forward, a group of pavilions suddenly appeared in front of us.

When everyone got closer, they saw a stone tablet on the left side of the mountain gate with ten large characters carved on it.

Wanshou Mountain is a blessed place, and Wuzhuang Temple is a paradise of caves.

"Hey, it's actually a Taoist temple!" Xiong Bin said in amazement, "Master, we are now at home."

Along the way, I saw many Buddhist temples, but this was the first time I saw a Taoist temple of this scale.

Even Sun Wukong was amazed.

When An Yan saw the ten big words above, his heart skipped a beat. He quickly turned over and straightened his clothes.

Such a solemn action stunned Tang Sanzang and others. It was the first time for them to see An Yan being so solemn when arriving at a place.

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang also dismounted and asked hurriedly: "An Yan, do you know which immortal's temple this is?"

Others also pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

"Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple, this is the Taoist temple of Zhenyuan Daxian, the ancestor of earthly immortals!" An Yan nodded and said solemnly.

Afraid that Sun Wukong and the others might get into trouble because they didn't know Zhen Yuanzi's origin, An Yan decided to give them a shot of prevention in advance.

Especially Sun Wukong, An Yan was really afraid that he would break the ginseng fruit tree with one stick and anger Zhen Yuanzi.

Perhaps because of the people behind them, Zhen Yuanzi did not dare to take ruthless action, but the consequences were serious.

The karma of a quasi-saint is enough to make them pay for it for a lifetime.

As his thoughts turned, An Yan said seriously: "I think Bajie should also know this person's origins? The Three Pure Ones are his friends, the Four Emperors are his old friends, and the Nine Stars are his juniors."

Zhu Bajie nodded vigorously upon hearing this and said, "When I was still Marshal Tianpeng in the Heavenly Palace, I had to respectfully address this person as Great Immortal when I saw him."

"We must not offend him, otherwise we will be in big trouble."

Now with An Yan's intervention, it is naturally impossible for Zhu Bajie to betray Sun Wukong and Buddhism as he did before.

Moreover, in An Yan's opinion, it is not necessary to offend Zhen Yuanzi just for a ginseng fruit.

Even if it could make Guanyin bleed heavily, An Yan still felt it was not worth it.

For him who has a plug-in, ginseng fruit is not a necessity.

Sure enough, after hearing about the origin of this Immortal Zhenyuan, Tang Sanzang and his companions did not dare to slack off and hurriedly straightened their clothes so as not to leave a bad impression on this ancestor of earthly immortals.

An Yan also helped Ao Lie transform back, and then everyone walked in together.

After entering the mountain gate and arriving at the gate of the Taoist temple, they saw another couplet that read: "The immortal palace, the Taoist home with a longevity equal to the heaven."

What a domineering couplet, claiming to live as long as the sky. Most Taoists would not dare to post such a couplet.

An Yan gestured to Ao Lie and said, "Ao Lie, go ask if anyone is there."

"Okay, Master."

Ao Lie nodded and went forward to knock on the door.

Qingfeng Mingyue, who was watching the house, heard someone knocking on the door. Thinking it might be someone the master had sent to receive them, she quickly ran to open the door.

The thick rosewood temple door opened, and two Taoist children walked out, looking very high-spirited and extraordinary.

Seeing a group of eight people standing at the door, including a rare combination of monks and Taoist priests, Qingfeng Mingyue immediately confirmed that the people in front of him were the ones the master had ordered to receive, and asked politely, "Excuse me, are you from the Tang Dynasty in the East? The master is Tang Sanzang, and the Taoist priest is An Yan?"

An Yan and Tang Sanzang looked at each other, both with surprise in their eyes.

An Yan nodded and said, "That's right. I wonder how you two knew our identities and names?"

"My master told me to stay at the temple to receive you two." Qingfeng Mingyue did not dare to be disrespectful to the old friend and Taoist priest mentioned by his master, and said, "Master, please come in quickly."

Sure enough! But Zhen Yuanzi actually mentioned himself, which made An Yan a little flattered.

Although he understood that this was Zhen Yuanzi giving face to Tai Shang.

Following the breeze and bright moon, I came to the main hall, where I saw two big characters "Heaven and Earth" enshrined in the middle of the main hall, which was very different from ordinary Taoist temples.

Tang Sanzang exclaimed in surprise and asked, "Why are there only two characters for heaven and earth enshrined in this hall?"

Seeing Tang Sanzang's doubt, Qingfeng Mingyue said proudly: "To be honest, Master. Most of the people above these two characters are my teachers, friends and old acquaintances; the people below them are not worthy of our incense."

Tang Sanzang combined what An Yan had just said and immediately understood, and felt even more respect for the Immortal Zhenyuan, whom he had yet to meet.

Sun Wukong is one of the few people who sits upright and is able to make friends with those big shots. I guess dealing with him is just a matter of waving the hand, right?
Fortunately, Sun Wukong did not make any mistakes this time, otherwise he would have had to taste the power of the world up his sleeve.

An Yan smiled and said, "Two boys, it's getting late, could you let us stay for one night?"

"Of course, I'll go prepare some food for you."

Having said that, the two of them retreated.

When they got outside, Qingfeng and Mingyue praised: "No wonder Master asked us to get some ginseng fruit to entertain them. They are both extraordinary people."

Qingfeng said, "Mingyue, go prepare food for them. I'll go to the orchard behind and get some fruit."

"Okay, remember there are four, two per person, and don't make the mistake." Mingyue reminded before leaving.

"I know, I know."

Qingfeng waved his hand, went back to the room, took out the golden hammer and the Dan plate, and placed the silk handkerchief under the plate.

Because this ginseng fruit will fall when it comes into contact with gold, will burrow into the soil when it comes into contact with soil, and will wither when it comes into contact with wood, it must be knocked down with a gold hammer and a silk handkerchief laid at the bottom to catch it.

After preparing everything, Qingfeng came to the orchard.

In the center of the orchard, there was a big tree, more than a thousand feet tall, with green leaves that looked like banana leaves. It was rooted in the dragon vein extending from Kunlun, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to grow.

There are ginseng fruits hanging on the tree, like babies. When the wind blows, their hands and feet move around and their heads sway.

Qingfeng, who was already used to it, skillfully knocked down four fruits and caught them on the tray.

After finishing, Qingfeng came to the main hall with a tray, but Mingyue, who was preparing the meal, had not returned yet.

"Master, Taoist priest, my Wuzhuang Monastery is a remote place with nothing to offer. Here are four vegetarian fruits for you two to quench your thirst."

As soon as these words were spoken, An Yan and the others focused their attention on the tray.

There were four spiritual fruits on it that looked very much like babies, emitting an enticing fragrance that made people salivate.

Tang Sanzang, who had never seen such a strange fruit, was shocked and leaned back in fear, saying, "What a sin, what a sin! How can this child, who is less than three years old, quench my thirst?"

Seeing this, Qingfeng couldn't help laughing, "Haha, Master, you misunderstood, these are not children, but fruits on the tree."

"It's a specialty of my Wuzhuang Temple. My master specifically told me to make it for you and the Taoist priest."

"Fruit?" Tang Sanzang was stunned and looked at An Yan, wanting to see An Yan's reaction.

An Yan came back to his senses at this moment. He heard Qingfeng's words and found out that Zhen Yuanzi also gave him a copy.

Yes, if I only give it to Tripitaka and not to him, wouldn’t that be telling others that I am ready to join Buddhism?

Even if Zhen Yuanzi didn't mean this, to outsiders, this is what you meant.

So in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Zhen Yuanzi simply gave two more fruits.

For others, ginseng fruit is a supreme treasure.

But for Zhen Yuanzi, he was so hungry that he vomited.

Using your own vomit to do favors is a good deal no matter how you look at it.

An Yan realized this and thought he would miss the ginseng fruit. Unexpectedly, he was pleasantly surprised. He said happily: "Sanzang, you really misunderstood me this time."

"This fruit is called the Ginseng Fruit, also known as the Grass Returning Pill, and is as famous as the peaches of the Queen Mother of Heaven."

"This treasure blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and takes another three thousand years to mature. It is said that if a mortal smells it, he can live for three hundred and sixty years; if he eats one, he can live for forty-seven thousand years and ascend to heaven."

"If a cultivator eats it, it can greatly increase his own cultivation and help him comprehend the great Dao."

Seeing that An Yan knew so much about ginseng fruit, Qing Feng smiled and nodded, "Master An is right, that's exactly it."

"This treasure, I don't know how many people can only dream of it but cannot obtain it."

The tempting aroma filled his nose, and the already greedy Zhu Bajie swallowed his saliva, while Sun Wukong, who loved all kinds of fruits, also gurgled his throat.

He had eaten the peaches presented by the Queen Mother, and the taste was still fresh in his memory.

What does the ginseng fruit, which is said to be as famous as the Queen Mother’s peaches, taste like?

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong stood aside and said with a meaningful smile: "There are eight of us, and these four fruits are not enough to share!"

"How about you go and beat four more so we can have a taste too."

Qingfeng, who was smiling at first, became alert when he heard what Sun Wukong said. He said, "That won't do. The fruits on this tree are limited. If I give you too many, I won't be able to explain to my master."

Seeing that Wukong was about to do something bad again, An Yan hurriedly took the lead and said before Wukong could speak: "Wukong, don't be rude. Since Zhenyuan Daxian has given instructions, we must not make things difficult for him."

"Since there are four fruits here, there are eight of us, so we can each have half."

Qingfeng nodded, put the fruit down, and said, "Then please enjoy your meal. I'll go see how Mingyue has prepared the food."

Although he said he was going to check on the food, Qingfeng was actually frightened by Sun Wukong. He was afraid that the monkey would steal the fruit, so he hurried to find Mingyue to discuss countermeasures.

He didn't want to cause the loss of ginseng fruit due to carelessness. If that happened, the two of them would not be able to explain to their master.

After Qingfeng left, Sun Wukong asked in confusion: "Ange, why did you stop me? This Qingfeng kid is too stingy."

"Okay, Wukong, it's already very good that Zhenyuan Daxian is willing to give us four fruits. If it were peaches, many gods in heaven wouldn't be able to eat them."

An Yan gave a lecture in a teaching tone, and then said to Xiong Bin, "Xiong Bin, go to the luggage and get some gold bars. They will be useful to me."

"Okay." Xiong Bin didn't ask any questions and ran to get the gold bars.

After Xiong Bin took it back, An Yan immediately refined the gold bar into a golden knife, and then explained to everyone the peculiarity of the ginseng fruit.

Then An Yan used the golden knife to cut all the ginseng fruits into two.

"Okay, come and have a taste."

Having said that, An Yan ignored everyone else and couldn't wait to pick up a piece and put it in his mouth to savor it carefully.

The ginseng fruit melts in the mouth, turning into a stream of clear water that flows into the body and spreads throughout the limbs and bones.

At this moment, he entered a mysterious realm, as if he had turned into a big tree, experiencing wind and rain, sun and rain, with the sky above his head and the earth under his feet.

(End of this chapter)