Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 292 [Wuzhuang Temple, Bodhi’s plan]

He was worthy of being a well-known good old man. He had obviously expected Xuanzang to come and had already made arrangements to entertain him. Xuanzang couldn't help but feel a little more fond of Zhen Yuanzi, whom he had never met before.

The clear breeze and bright moon led Xuanzang and his party into Wuzhuang Temple.

There are many attics in Wuzhuang Temple, as well as numerous large and small lush forests. When you walk into it, you will feel a refreshing fragrance, and your whole body will feel refreshed.

Wuzhuang Temple is a dojo of ancient quasi-sage power, and its auras are innate auras that are almost liquid.

Moreover, Zhen Yuanzi, as the incarnation of the essence of the innate garrison earth, was very kind to the trees, making the essence of wood very lush in the Wuzhuang Temple.

Qingfeng Mingyue led Xuanzang and his party into the wing.

"Master Xuanzang, please wait a moment. I will prepare a meal for Master Xuanzang."

"Sorry to trouble you two fairy boys."

Xuanzang did not refuse. He had been walking in the mountains and forests for two consecutive days. All he ate was barbecued meat from wild beasts. He was really a little tired of it. He might as well eat some vegetarian food.

"Master, this is truly a paradise on earth."

Zhu Bajie looked amazed. Since he was born, he has been accepted as a disciple by Taishang Laojun. He has served as an official in the heaven and commanded hundreds of thousands of Tianhe navy. Naturally, he was surprised that he had even set foot on the extinct land of the ancient world.

The entire westbound team, except for Yang Jiao and Yang Jian, had already worshiped Xuanzang as their teacher. This was a rare blessing, and Xuanzang naturally refused to accept anyone who came.

At least in terms of title, as everyone's master, after traveling westward, they also had several layers of luck flowing through Xuanzang's side.

"Knock down."

"Please come in."

There was a knock on the door, and Xuanzang responded politely.

It was Qingfeng and Mingyue who came in, holding trays with food on them, and another tray covered with a red handkerchief.

There was only one portion of food, which was obviously prepared for Xuanzang. After all, it was considered that everyone except Xuanzang was not a mortal body and did not need to eat at all.

However, their actions made Zhu Bajie a little dissatisfied. You must know that Zhu Bajie is not ambiguous at all when it comes to eating.

However, after all, this is the land of the Immortal Family, and even if Zhu Bajie is dissatisfied, he does not dare to express it.

Qingfeng carried the tray covered by a red handkerchief, "This is the teacher's instruction before leaving, asking us to give Master Xuanzang two ginseng fruits to eat."

The red handkerchief was uncovered, revealing two doll-shaped fruits, with a smiling face like Maitreya Buddha.

Xuanzang narrowed his eyes and said, "Thank you two fairy boys."

Xuanzang had the memory of Jin Chanzi, so he couldn't stupidly reject this innate spiritual fruit.

After putting down the things, Qingfeng Mingyue left, leaving Xuanzang to eat alone.

As soon as Qingfeng Mingyue left, Zhu Bajie approached him with a Brother Zhu look on his face.

"Master, look at this fruit. There are two of them. I guess you can't eat it. Why don't you share one with me?"

"Idiot, come back. That was given to Master Xuanzang by Immortal Zhen Yuanzi. How dare you ask for it."

After being admonished by Yang Jian, Zhu Bajie immediately retracted his look of salivation. He had no choice but to do it. Among the people traveling to the west, what Zhu Bajie was most afraid of was Yang Jian who transformed into Yuan Hong. He was really scared at first.

Xuanzang raised his eyebrows. He was not a good person and wanted Zhu Bajie to eat a ginseng fruit. If Yang Jiao or Yang Jian had said this, Xuanzang would have given it to him without saying anything.

But Zhu Bajie might as well forget it and keep it for himself.

As night falls, the moon rises high in the sky, shining brightly and lighting up the entire earth.

A white light flashed and escaped into the Wuzhuang Temple. In the Wuzhuang Temple, Yang Jian, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the white-robed figure that suddenly appeared in the room, and quickly stood up.

"Disciple pays homage to Master."

"Disciple, I haven't seen you for a thousand years. Your cultivation has improved a lot. I think you will break through to the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian."

Yang Jian, who transformed into Yuan Hong, looked respectful, "In another ten thousand years or so, we will definitely be able to completely enter the middle stage of Daluo Golden Immortal."

Patriarch Bodhi smiled and nodded noncommittally. He did not explain to Yuan Hong the merits and virtues of studying the scriptures in the West.

"I came here to see you today because I have something to ask you to do."

Yuan Hong's face was pretending to be solemn, "Master, it doesn't matter. As long as the disciple can do it, he won't frown even if he goes up the sword mountain or into the sea of ​​fire."

After hearing this, Patriarch Bodhi looked at Yuan Hong, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, "I want you to overthrow the fruit tree of life in Wuzhuang Temple."

"The fruit tree of life, this is the treasure tree of Zhen Yuanzi, I'm afraid it's not good to do this."

"Furthermore, the fruit tree of life has innate spiritual roots. It may be difficult for disciples to overthrow it due to their cultivation."

Yuan Hong looked shocked. This time he was not faking it, but he was really shocked by the words of Patriarch Bodhi.

He is not Wu Xia Ameng. The life fruit is Zhen Yuanzi's most important treasure. If Yang Jian really overthrows him, the consequences can be imagined.

When Patriarch Bodhi heard Yuan Hong's words, he frowned slightly and said angrily, "Just do what I tell you to do. Now that ginseng fruit tree has been cast by my spell before, you only need to push it lightly to break it." .”

"Okay."

Yuan Hong's face was filled with confusion, but he finally agreed to Patriarch Bodhi's request.

Seeing Yuan Hong's agreement, Patriarch Bodhi smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have already prepared for this and will not put you in danger."

Patriarch Bodhi left directly after giving orders to Yuan Hong.

Yang Jian was left alone in the room thinking.

"Why does this Bodhi Patriarch want to see the fruit tree of life overturned? Could it be that he has some grudge against Zhen Yuanzi?"

Yang Jian couldn't figure it out at the end, but since he knew the other party's plan, he naturally couldn't remain indifferent.

He still needs to discuss with his master Zhang Yan whether he should overturn the ginseng fruit tree or not.

After all, it was really embarrassing for Patriarch Bodhi to suddenly order him to do such a thing.

Yang Jian did not transmit the message through his mind. Now they are being witnessed by countless powerful people. If the message is intercepted, his identity will be exposed.

However, Zhang Yan had long expected that an emergency would arise and left an avatar for both Yang Jiao and Yang Jiao so that they could contact him as quickly as possible.

A soft light escaped from Yang Jian's eyebrows and turned into a human-shaped shadow on the ground. This was Zhang Yan's incarnation.

"Disciple Yang Jian, pay homage to Master."

Yang Jiao bowed his head at the shadow in front of him.

Zhang Yan's incarnation was connected with his mind, and he realized where he was the moment he appeared.

"This is Wuzhuang Temple."

Although Zhang Yan has never been to Wuzhuang Temple, there is a strong energy here, which Zhen Yuanzi possesses.

"Yes, I called Master here this time to tell you something."

(End of this chapter)