Journey to the West: The Strongest Demon Emperor

Chapter 214 – Qingfeng Mingyue Wuzhuang Temple

Qin Ming’s wishful golden cudgel struck him, and saw a little old man emerge from the ground, and a thin and tall man emerged from the mountain.

But it was the Guanyin layer who promised Qin Ming, called Tian Tianying, and called Di Di Ling.

When the mountain gods and the land heard the call, how dare they come out obediently?

“Great Sage! I don’t know what is the order for the two of me?”

After the land of the mountain god came out, he hurriedly bowed to Qin Ming and looked at Qin Ming humbly and asked.

“Let me ask you two, where is the boundary at this time? What kind of mountain is this mountain? Are there monsters or monsters on the mountain?”

Qin Ming looked at the two and asked aloud.

“Enlighten the Great Sage! This mountain is called Wanshou Mountain, but there are no monsters in the mountain! There is only one view, called Wuzhuang View, and there is an immortal in the view, the name of the town is Yuanzi, and the name is the same as the world.”

Hearing this, the mountain god land rushed to answer.

Qin Ming heard what the two said, waved his hand, and said: “I already know it, you can withdraw!”

It turned out that this was the time to see the five villages, Qin Ming waved back the two of them, and secretly said in his heart.

Qin Ming remembered that in these five villages there was a ginseng fruit tree, one of the four spiritual roots of the day and earth.

The ginseng fruit tree is the first division of chaos, the beginning of the judgment, the spiritual roots produced when the world is not opened are extremely precious. There are four major continents in the world, but Xi Niu Hezhou Wuzhuang can see this, the famous grass is also the pill, and the celebrities are ginseng fruit.

Moreover, this ginseng fruit blooms once in three thousand years and bears once in three thousand years. It takes three thousand years to ripen, and it takes only ten thousand years to eat. Moreover, over the past ten thousand years, only thirty fruits have been produced, which is even more rare than that flat peach.

Legend has it that the appearance of this fruit is like a child under three dynasties, with all four limbs and five senses.

And this fruit has extraordinary effects. If a person is predestined and smells the fruit, he will live three hundred and sixty years old; if one eats one, he will live forty-seven thousand years.

Although the flat peach tree is rumored to be immortal even if eaten, it is actually a spiritual fruit that increases lifespan. The effect is far less exaggerated than the legend. The highest flat peach can add tens of thousands of years of life. Otherwise, over the past hundreds of millions of years, I don’t know how many people have lived with the world, and where do they still spend time competing for the place in the flat peach club to add birthdays.

The effect of this ginseng fruit is tangible, and the quantity is scarce, which is better than flat peach.

Qin Ming learned of the news, so he turned around and reported it to Monk Tang.

At this time, in the view of Wuzhuang, Yuan Daxian of that Zhenyuan received a stamp from Yuanshi Tianzun and invited him to listen to Hunyuan Taoism in the Shangqing Heavenly Miluo Palace.

Seeing this opportunity, Zhenyuan Daxian planned to lead the forty-six doormen under his sect to Upper Boundary to listen to the lecture, leaving two children to watch the house: one calling for the breeze and the other for the bright moon.

Qingfeng was only 1,320 years old, and Mingyue was even younger, only 1,200 years old.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the two young boys and said, “I must not violate Da Tianzun’s short note. I have to go to the Miluo Palace to listen to it. You two are very good. Soon, there will be an old person who will pass by. Neglect him! I can beat two of my ginseng fruits and share them with him, just to express the feelings of the past.”

The two children asked: “Master, who is your old friend? I hope you can meet with your disciples, so you can receive them.”

The Great Immortal Zhenyuan heard the words and said, “He is a holy monk from the East, with the name Sanzang. He is a monk who went to the West to worship the Buddha and ask for sutras.”

The two boys laughed and said, “Master, the way is different, and we don’t want to seek each other. I am waiting for the Taiyi Xuanmen, how can I get to know that monk so well!”

Upon hearing this, Zhenyuan Great Immortal couldn’t help but explain: “Where do you wait to find out. That monk is the reincarnated Jin Chanzi, the second disciple of the Western Saint Tathagata Buddha. Five hundred years ago, I met him at the Lanpen Meeting. He had personally handed out tea to me, so it was for the deceased.”

Hearing this, the two immortal boy obeyed his teacher’s orders.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

Before leaving, Zhenyuan Daxian exhorted: “I have a few fruits, so I can only share two with him, and it doesn’t cost much.”

This fruit is cherished, the quantity is scarce, and Zhen Yuanzi is also very tight, so he warned again.

Qingfeng said: “When the park opened, the public ate ​​two, and there were 28 trees in the tree, so I didn’t dare to spend more.”

Daxian Zhenyuan heard this and nodded: “Although Tang Sanzang is an old person, he needs to be on guard against his people and don’t disturb them to know.”

Ertong took the order again, and Zhenyuan Daxian took all his apprentices ascended and headed towards the heaven.

However, Qin Ming told Tang Seng about the situation in the mountain, and the group relaxed and moved on.

In a short while, everyone came to this view.

I saw that Songpo was cold and the bamboo path was quiet. White cranes send clouds to and fro, and fruit when going up and down the apes.

The pool in front of the door is wide and the shadows are long, and the stone cracks and moss are broken. It’s a blessed land, Penglai Yundong.

Tang Seng got off his horse from the saddle and saw the mountain gate again. There was a stone stele on the left. There were ten characters on the stele, which read “Wanshou Mountain, the blessed land, Wuzhuang view cave sky”.

Seeing this, Tang Seng said: “Apprentice, it really is that Wuzhuang view, passing by the guarantee, I will wait for some trouble.”

Everyone agreed, and they all went in together, and saw a pair of spring couplets on the two doors: Immortal Mansion, a family with the same life as the sky.

When Tang Seng saw it, he couldn’t help but exclaimed: “It’s really where the gods are. It’s lucky for me to be here to be here.”

When the crowd arrived at the second door, they saw two young children hurriedly walking out of there.

The two boys have fresh bones, beautiful faces, and short hair curled up on top of their heads. Wearing Taoist clothes, he looks like an image of a fairy family boy, it is the two of Qingfeng and Mingyue!

Erxiantong met Tang Seng and his party, bowed his back, and came out to greet him: “Teacher father, please sit down.”

When Tang Seng heard this, he was happy on his face, and went to the main hall to watch with the two boys.

It turns out that here are the five halls facing south, all with carved lattices on top and bottom.

The fairy boy pushed aside the grid and invited the monk Tang to enter the hall, only to see the two characters “Heaven and Earth” in colorful colors hung in the middle of the wall. There was a vermilion lacquered incense table, and there was a pair of gold stove on the wall, and there was a convenient fireside. Whole incense.

Tang Seng stepped forward, poured the incense into the furnace with his left hand, and prayed for three times. After worshipping, he turned his head and said: “Fairy boy, your view of five villages is really a Western immortal world. Why don’t you support the Sanqing, the Four Emperors, and the Lords of Luotian? Serve incense?”

When the two boys heard the words, they couldn’t help but smile proudly: “Let’s tell the teacher, these two words, the upper part, worship is OK, but the lower part can’t stand our incense.”

When Tang Seng heard this, he couldn’t help saying: “Why is this?”

The boy said: “Sanqing is a friend of the master, the four emperors are the deceased of the master, Jiu Yao is the junior of the master, and Yuan Chen is the guest of the master.”

When Tang Seng heard this, he couldn’t help but admire him, and said, “Where is the teacher? Can you pay me a visit!”

The boy shook his head, and said to Tang Seng: “The teacher got that Yuanshi Tianzun simplification, and was invited to the Shangqing Tianmiluo Palace to listen to Hunyuan Daoguo. He is not at home, but he cannot meet the elders.”

Upon hearing this, Tang Seng showed regret, and said: “So, but I am not waiting for it!”

Later, Tang Seng asked Fairchild if he could rest here for one night.

The second fairy boy allowed.

After Tang Seng heard this, he asked Xiao Hei to put his horse in front of the mountain gate, Ba Jie guarded his luggage, taught the Drifting monk to unpack, take some rice, and cook with the stove in the view.

Several people followed their words, and the deacon left.

Only Tang Seng and Qin Ming remained in this courtyard.

Seeing this, the Mingyue and Qingfeng said in his heart: “Master ordered us to receive Tang Seng, eat ginseng fruit with him, to show the old feelings, and to teach him to guard against his men. At this moment, all three of his men are gone. Kindness, just to meet him with the ginseng fruit.”

Qingfeng said: “Brother, I don’t know that the monk is Master’s deceased. Just ask him, don’t be wrong.”

The second boy stepped forward and said, “Excuse me, the elders, but the Tang Sanzang who went to the west to learn the scriptures?”

After Tang Seng heard this, he replied: “The poor monk is, why does Fairy know my bad name?”

The boy said: “My teacher is about to leave, and I have ordered the two of me to pick up far away. But I don’t want the elders to come so quickly, and there is a long way to go. Please sit down, elders, and wait for the disciples to make tea.”

Tang Seng heard the words and said, “There are two fairy boys.”

Na Mingyue hurriedly returned to her room, took a cup of fragrant tea, and offered it to Tang Seng, but she ignored Qin Ming.

Seeing Tang Seng drinking tea, Qingfeng said: “Brother, don’t violate the order of the teacher, I will go with you to get the fruit.”

The two boys farewell to Tang Seng and Qin Ming, and went to the room together. One took the golden hammer, the other took the pill plate, and put a lot of silk paws on the bottom of the plate and came to the ginseng garden.

The breeze climbed up the tree to make the golden striker knock the fruit; the bright moon was under the tree, waiting to be picked up with a pill plate.

After a while, Ertong knocked down two fruits and picked them up on the plate.

The child held the pill plate and went directly to the front hall, and said to the monk Tang, “Master Tang, I am looking at the remote hills and deserts in Wuzhuang, and there is nothing to offer. There are two earthenwares and fruits. The right is to quench thirst.

Unexpectedly, Tang Seng heard the words and saw that the ginseng fruit was shaped like a child under three dynasties, his complexion changed drastically, and a strong aura suddenly appeared on his body. The oppressive boys couldn’t stand it and sat on the ground!

Journey to the West: The Strongest Demon Emperor