Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 294 [Zhen Yuan’s anger, Zhang Yan himself]

"Brother Monkey, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Zhu Bajie followed at the back of the team with a look of reluctance. In fact, he did not want to leave Wuzhuang Temple. The scenery was beautiful and the spiritual energy was sufficient. One day of cultivation inside was worth ten days outside.

Yang Jian smiled slightly, "If you are willing to stay in Wuzhuang Temple, I won't stop you."

"It's just that I just smashed the fruit tree. I'm afraid that when Zhen Yuanzi comes back, I'll cook you alive."

Yang Jian's words shocked everyone, but naturally Yang Jiao was not included. He had already known about Zhang Yan's arrangement.

However, Zhu Bajie, who had been reluctant before, was slightly startled when he heard Yang Jian's words, and then appeared in front of the team the next second.

"Brother Monkey, you are going to die. That fruit tree is the treasure of Immortal Zhen Yuanzi. If you break it, Immortal Zhen Yuanzi will definitely not let you go."

Yang Jian looked at Zhu Bajie's behavior and sneered: "It's not just me. I'm sure Zhen Yuanzi will also get angry at you. I don't know if Zhen Yuanzi likes braised pig heads."

"It's over, it's over. It's a big deal. Why don't you smash the trunk of the fruit tree when you have nothing to do? What should we do now?"

Among the group of people, only Xuanzang and Yang Jiao had unchanged expressions. Xuanzang knew that Yang Jian must have had his own plan when he smashed the ginseng fruit tree. Perhaps this could also be the plan of his master Daoyan Tianzun, otherwise , how could Yang Jian do such a thankless thing.

"Boom!"

While the group was discussing, a terrifying power erupted in the distant sky, overwhelming all directions, and the energy contained a heart-stopping rage.

Zhu Bajie's expression changed drastically, and he had already taken out the nine-tooth rake in his hand, but even when facing Zhen Yuanzi, he still did not leave alone.

It's not that Zhu Bajie values ​​love and justice, but the current situation means that even if he leaves alone, he can't escape.

"Boom!"

The majestic air wave swept across, and a figure appeared in an instant. It was a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe. The man's face was dark and scary, and the terrifying pressure pressed down on the entire land.

"Xuan Zang, you come to my Wuzhuang Temple. I am very polite to you. I can't be rude at all, but you actually overturned my fruit trees."

Zhen Yuanzi's voice was extremely cold, full of ruthless frost.

Zhen Yuanzi, who had just returned to Wuzhuang Temple, saw that the life fruit tree that had accompanied him in the multi-million dollar society was smashed in half. He felt as if a volcano was erupting in his heart, and his anger could not be suppressed.

"Just smash my ginseng fruit tree."

Zhen Yuanzi's cold eyes were fixed on Yang Jian, who had transformed into Yuan Hong. Based on the breath left on the ginseng fruit tree, Zhen Yuanzi knew clearly who had done it.

Yang Jian's expression condensed. Under the gaze of Zhen Yuanzi, a quasi-sage, he actually felt a death energy shrouding his body. It seemed that as long as Zhen Yuanzi nodded, this death energy would kill him. Life.

"One person is responsible for the work and the other is responsible. Please ask the great immortal Zhen Yuanzi to let Xuanzang and others go."

Although he felt like death, Yang Jian still carried out Zhang Yan's instructions.

Zhen Yuanzi rolled his eyes, glanced at the group of people traveling to the west, and fell into deep thought. Good people all have one shortcoming, that is, they are hesitant to look forward and backward.

Among the people traveling to the west, there were complex forces, among them were people who taught Buddhism, and people from Heaven were among them. Until the last moment, Zhen Yuanzi really didn't want to break up with them.

Moreover, the Fruit Tree of Life is indeed the work of Yuan Hong alone and has nothing to do with others.

Zhen Yuanzi thought about it and nodded slightly, "I, Zhen Yuanzi, have always made a distinction between public and private affairs, so naturally I will not involve others."

"Let's go." When Xuanzang and others heard this, their eyes narrowed, but they did not make any move. Even Zhu Bajie, who had been shouting that Yang Jian was wrong and was very afraid of death, did not take a step back.

This is the tie that binds the Westbound group. Although they come from various major forces and have missions, their ultimate goal is to go Westward, and no one less can do it.

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeve, and the majestic suction sucked everyone into the sleeve except Yang Jian. It was Zhen Yuanzi's special magical power, the world in his sleeve.

In the blink of an eye, there were only two people, Zhen Yuanzi and Yang Jian, in the entire land.

"Why did you smash Pindao's Zhen Yuanzi tree? If what I expected is right, I, Zhen Yuanzi, have not treated you and your group badly."

Zhen Yuanzi did not take action so quickly, but asked his doubts.

Yang Jian looked slightly serious, bowed and cupped his hands and said: "There is a reason for smashing the fruit tree of Zhen Yuanzi Immortal. Let my master talk to you about this matter."

"Who is your master?"

Zhen Yuanzi was stunned for a moment. It was not that he didn't know about Yuan Hong.

Tathagata's chess pieces were laid out as early as five hundred years ago. Although Zhen Yuanzi had nothing to do with it, he was still aware of the turmoil in heaven five hundred years ago.

If his prediction was correct, Yuan Hong should have not revealed the existence of his master.

Yang Jian nodded heavily, and a stream of gray air spurted out. This was the breath of chaos, but this time the breath of chaos did not spread over a large area, only a few miles of land, but it was very condensed. In this, even if Even the saints cannot see through it.

When Yang Jian took out the chaotic aura, Zhen Yuanzi's expression condensed. How could he not recognize this chaotic aura? At the same time, he felt a little cold in his heart.

He knew that someone must have plotted against him, and there was someone behind Yuan Hong.

Previously, Zhen Yuanzi was touched by the destruction of the ginseng fruit tree, so he didn't think much about it. He was so angry that he wanted to bring the murderer to justice.

But he ignored one thing. The ginseng fruit tree is the first of the ten innate spiritual roots and a sacred object at the beginning of the world. Moreover, Wuzhuang Temple is also protected by the innate formation, which can be broken so easily.

Now that I think about it carefully, there are doubts everywhere.

After the chaotic aura opened, a spiritual light emerged from Yang Jian's body and turned into a figure in front of Zhen Yuanzi.

"Pindao has met fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi."

Before the figure condensed, the aura of energy made Zhen Yuanzi a little stunned. He never expected that the master the monkey was talking about turned out to be this person.

"It turns out to be Daoyan Tianzun. I wonder what you mean by instructing your disciples to overthrow my ginseng fruit tree!?"

Although Zhen Yuanzi was a little surprised, his tone was still harsh. After all, that was the ginseng fruit tree that had been with him day and night when he first transformed!

After Zhang Yan appeared, he didn't explain much, but took out the mysterious aura that he had taken from the fruit tree.

"It's a long story. Fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi, please take a look at this aura."

Zhen Yuanzi concentrated slightly, took the breath from Zhang Yan, and fell into it. Zhen Yuanzi was a great god who was born at the beginning of the world. He has lived for so long, and he is not a fool.

This aura has the original aura of the ginseng fruit tree, but it is definitely not the origin of the ginseng fruit tree, which he can still tell.

(End of this chapter)