Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

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“Is it worth it? But it’s only ten fruits! Zhen Yuanzi slowly withdrew his hand, his gaze extremely complicated.

I thought that he met an interesting young man with a very thick skin, but now it seems that this young man is simply extraordinary, and ordinary people dare not shoot back, let alone block his palm.

“The road of proof is a road of no return, you can only move forward, one step behind, it means that blood stains the loess, I have this determination, but do you have it?”

Jiang Hao wiped the blood on his lips and smiled proudly, he did not directly answer Zhen Yuanzi’s question, but asked him instead.

Zhen Yuanzi was silent, and he fell into deep thought.

He is the ancestor of the earth immortals, holding two innate pieces, one is the ginseng fruit tree, one of the ten innate spiritual roots, and the other is the earth book transformed by the fetal membrane of the earth.

The Book of the Earth is one of the three books of heaven and earth, although the grade is only an innate spiritual treasure, but it is in harmony with the three paths of heaven and earth, can mobilize the power of endless earth, can protect sentient beings, want to break the protection of the book of the earth, you need to have the power of the endless earth to break, and this is difficult for saints to do.

Therefore, although Zhen Yuanzi is not good at fighting, he is definitely a strong person among quasi-saints with only one sleeve and these two innate spirit treasures.

“If you don’t become enlightened, will you end up being an ant?”

Zhen Yuanzi looked up at the heavenly dome, he thought that this life, maybe it would pass in such a muddy way.

But Jiang Hao’s words inexplicably made his blood that had been silent for a long time boil again.

He, Zhen Yuanzi, in this life, can he only be quasi-saint?

“Three days from now, the Ten Thousand Worlds Daily will publish you, my ten ginseng fruits, get ready!” Jiang Hao didn’t say much, he held the pen and turned to leave.

Some things, some things, say too much, and it’s over.

It is said that Sun Wukong, rushing to the clouds, bidding farewell to the Five Zhuang View, walking on the East Ocean Sea, in mid-air, fast as electricity, fast as a shooting star, early to Penglai Wonderland.

And on the Penglai Wonderland, several immortal gods who were waiting for mixed merit were waiting here early.

The three elders talked nonsense with Sun Wukong, willing to help him intercede, and let Zhen Yuanzi give him a few days of grace, so that Sun Wukong could find a way to save the spirit root.

After saying goodbye to Penglai, he went to Fangzhang Immortal Mountain.

This mountain, named Bihai Cangling, is the residence of the Donghua Emperor.

The emperor, fatherless and motherless, nameless in the chaotic world of the ancient flood and wilderness, the Huaze of the blue sea and the soul, because the land belongs to the Eastern Wilderness, refers to the place of birth, and calls himself Donghua.

Take all things as the teacher, take heaven and earth as the master, take all living beings as the sharpening, cling to the sky, guard the nine hearts, stop killing with killing, stop war with war, focus on one interest, and also god and demon.

The emperor and Sun Wukong had a nonsense, and then sent him away.

Sun Wukong then drove the clouds to Yingzhou Island, where he met the Nine Elders, who invited him to drink the Jade Dew and directed him to the Bodhisattva.

In the South China Sea, Guanyin had been waiting for a long time, and Sun Wukong told the story, and the bodhisattva thief strangely led it back to Wuguanzhuang.

With meritorious manna, Guanyin revived the ginseng fruit tree, and those who escaped returned to the tree, and everything was restored as before.

Zhen Yuanzi was overjoyed, so that Tongzi knocked down twelve ginseng fruits, two of which gave food to the bodhisattvas and Tang monks, and as for the immortals who could have rubbed, the thieves did not fart and left embarrassed.

Guanyin, Tang Monk, Sun Wukong, Sand Monk, White Dragon Horse, looking at the two pitiful ginseng fruits in front of them, you look at me, I look at you, I only feel embarrassed.

They are four people, one horse, and two ginseng fruits, how do they divide them? This script is not right!

“Master, look over there!”

The sand monk pointed angrily at Jiang Hao, who was sitting at the same seat as Zhen Yuanzi, and looked at the ten ginseng fruits in front of him, and the jealousy in his heart almost made him unrecognizable.

Guanyin, Tang Monk, Sun Wukong, White Dragon Horse, looked at the two small fruits in front of them, looking at people, and they didn’t feel like it.

Tang Monk What was the taste in their hearts, Jiang Hao didn’t know, and he didn’t want to know, he just handed the latest issue of “Ten Thousand Worlds Daily” to Zhen Yuanzi, and at the same time took a ginseng fruit.

The ginseng fruit melted in the mouth, the sweetness was incomparably wonderful, at this moment, Jiang Hao’s mouth was like an endless broken divine jade shining, the powerful life essence was overflowing, and the brilliance was incomparably gorgeous.

“Comparable to a miracle medicine!”

Jiang Hao praised, without too much hesitation, he took a ginseng fruit again, the green jade-like fruit tasted sweet and refreshing, making his body tremble, and the vigorous life essence quickly spread to his limbs.

“A little braced!”

Jiang Hao burped, ginseng fruit is simply a big tonic, but unfortunately his appetite is a little small, this is a little bad to eat two.

“Eat three first, pack the remaining seven for me, and I’ll eat it later!”

Jiang Hao said this to Zhen Yuanzi, and then ate another ginseng fruit, and at this moment, his skin shimmered with a crystal luster, and a steady stream of vitality flowed around him.

In the realm of Taiyi, a breakthrough is imminent, and the flesh is gradually transforming under the medicinal power of the majestic ginseng fruit.

However, Jiang Hao forcibly suppressed the opportunity for a breakthrough, he thought that it was not the time yet, and he still needed to be stable, because his cultivation time was really too short, too short.

Jiang Hao returned to the room to refine himself, and Guanyin, Tang Monk and others were entangled, and finally ate these two ginseng fruits.

Zhen Yuanzi, sitting on the throne, he has no time to deal with these people now, because the latest issue of the celebrity column of the “Ten Thousand Worlds Daily” has appeared.

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(ps: Finally on a wayward day, if the author does not have five changes tomorrow, the author will not have chicks!!! ）_

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