Universal Asylum

　　 The courtyard was quiet for a while, and only the ginseng fruit tree groaned from time to time, struggling to bear fruit on the tree like constipation.

　　 "Master, here!" I only heard Lao Shujing crying a little in surprise, and then there was a muffled sound. A lot of fruits were suddenly produced on the stems of ginseng fruit branches.

　　Wang Sheng is even more eccentric, but these are all details, and he is also looking at the ginseng fruit.

　　 The ginseng is like a villain, with a nose and eyes, and it seems that there is life in the wind.

　　 At first glance, it is very rare, but at first glance, it feels colorful.

The first is the conspicuous five golden-yellow fruits, obviously the first-class fruits mentioned by Zhen Yuanzi, then the jade-white nine second-class ginseng fruits, and finally the forty-six blue third-class fruits, three different fruits such as Listed in a hierarchical manner.

　　 The scent is fresh again in the hospital, but unlike the aroma of nectar, the ginseng fruit is scented and does not disperse. Most of the flavours are third-class fruits, and the first- and second-class fruits do not show the slightest taste.

　　Wang Sheng looked very strange. This is the ginseng fruit. Doesn't the original book say that he can only produce 30 fruits at a time?

　　 "Fresh breeze and bright moon, the fruit has not been picked yet." Zhen Yuanzi waved his sleeves and smiled.

　　The second boy responded immediately, and took out a set of metal fittings to step forward. Mingyue also said to the tree spirit: "Grandpa Ginseng Fruit Tree, Mingyue is about to hit the fruit. You can't hide."

　　Ginseng fruit tree smiled embarrassingly, "Old tree try your best, but you have to be light."

　　The conversation made Wang Sheng speechless.

　　 Watching the breeze and the bright moon shoot down the ginseng fruits one by one, the crisp third-class ginseng fruits that are full of fragrance fall first.

At this time Daoxin and other monks suddenly stepped forward to Zhen Yuanzi and the Bodhisattva: "Since this is the case, the poor monks and others should also return to the temple." Then they performed a ritual to Zhenyuan Zi, "This is really true Nagging, please also give Daxian Mo the heart."

　　Zhen Yuanzi didn't look at them, but just caressed faintly: "Since it's here, it also happens to be a poor ginseng fruit meeting, why don't you stay a little longer."

　　The monks looked at each other, what did Zhenyuanzi mean, did they refuse to let them go. At this time, Guanyin smiled and said: "Since Daxian invites you to participate in the ginseng fruit meeting, you must not touch Daxian's face."

The monks realized this. It turned out that Zhenyuanzi was really not talking back, and then they were very happy. They naturally didn’t want to let go of the opportunity to participate in the ginseng fruit meeting, and looked at the breeze and bright moon in front of them. Crisp and raw fruit, they swallow saliva, does this mean that they also have a chance to taste a ginseng fruit.

　　 They suddenly performed a ritual ceremony to Zhenyuanzi again, and said in unison: "Thank you Daxian for his mercy."

　　 Zhenyuan nodded.

　　 At this time, Qingfeng Mingyue had knocked down all the third-class ginseng fruit, and began to shoot down the second-class ginseng fruit. There were only nine second-class ginseng fruit. The second child quickly knocked it out. They were about to continue knocking down the first-class ginseng fruit.

　　 "No need to knock anymore, Ertong didn't quickly bring the monks away before going to the front hall to share the ginseng fruit."

　　 The breeze and the bright moon froze for a moment, then obediently.

The senior monks also consciously heard the words of Zhenyuanzi and waited for the second boy to invite them to salute Yuanzi spontaneously and then stepped out of the small courtyard. Seeing that Daoxin and Hongren also had to walk out of the small courtyard, Wang Sheng touched his head and looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva. Then he also walked outside the courtyard.

　　 Whatever happened, Mingyue suddenly came to him in a timid way: "Master, Master did not say to let you go."

　　Wang Sheng froze, what does this mean.

　　The monks who were about to leave also heard Mingyue's remarks, and all turned their heads to look at Wang Sheng in surprise, then they turned to look at the small courtyard, suddenly suddenly.

In the small courtyard at this time, only Zhenyuanzi, Guanyin Bodhisattva, and Tang monks, masters and disciples, together with a white horse, are all immortalized and have special identities.

　　 And in their hearts, Wang Sheng is also a master, and it is understandable to stay. Only Daoxin looked at Wang Sheng with a complicated look. Then he performed a Buddhist ritual to Wang Sheng and turned away. Hong Ren also followed a Buddhist ritual.

　　 Watching Qingfeng Mingyue Ertong go away with everyone, Wang Sheng touched his head, he really doesn't know how to explain to the master.

　　 turned around and looked at the few people in the courtyard. He was even confused. What was the situation and why did Zhen Yuanzi let him stay.

　　 But he didn't need to ask, at this time someone was impatient, it was the great sage Sun Wukong.

"Zhen Yuanlao, what do you sell, let my grandson stay in the end what you want to say, you better finish it quickly, the group of monkeys and grandchildren in my grandson Huaguo Mountain are still waiting for my grandson." He Innocently blame.

　　Zhen Yuanzi didn't feel angry, instead he stroked his beard and smiled a little, "You monkey head don't know what to do, the poor way makes you stay naturally good for you."

　　 said that he swiped at the ginseng fruit tree with his big sleeves. When he closed his sleeves, he saw five golden and bright ginseng fruits flew back with the sleeves and floated beside Zhenyuanzi.

　　Zhenyuan bullet finger hit a ginseng fruit next to Sun Wukong.

"You and I should have had a brotherly relationship, but the number of days is difficult to count, and the poor way can not be mastered. This ginseng fruit should be given to you to practice for you, so you should return to your Huaguo Mountain." Zhen Yuanzi smiled , And then one sleeve actually wiped out the Grand Sage and the ginseng fruit fan.

　　 Wang Sheng looked dumbfounded, and it seemed that he could still hear the roar of the Grand Sage, "Zhen Yuanlao, you dare to attack, my grandson and you are endless."

　　 At this time, Sun Wukong was fanned, and Pig Bajie shouted: "Now, why did you drive away my monkey brother, you might as well give the ginseng fruit that belongs to my old pig to me earlier, and I will go to find the monkey brother."

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Zhu Bajie with a smile, "You are a true immortal who has worked hard to achieve a positive result. Why are you so lazy today, and you think of the beauty, but unfortunately this class of ginseng fruit should not be obtained by you." He took out a golden pill ammunition to Zhu Bajie.

　　 "The Jiuzhuan Dan is a bit of residue, and you can get it right. As for the poor ginseng fruit, if you collect the habit, you should not have a second-class enjoyment. If you don't know how to repent, don't blame the poor Dao.

　　Zha Bajie's head touched him, he really saw that the first-class ginseng fruit seemed to be in a hurry to speak, but after receiving the golden jiuhuandan, and after careful investigation, he still showed a satisfied smile.

　　 At this time, Zhen Yuanzi looked at the sand monk and the white dragon horse, and popped up two golden nine-turned dan, again, and said lightly: "And you, this dan medicine Dang Keshou, etc. saved a lot of energy."

　　 The sand monk took it happily and was able to get the elixir. He was already very excited. The elixir was enough to transform him again, and the white dragon horse also followed the elixir in one bite, and he was very pleased with a cry.

　　 Wang Sheng looked stunned on the side. How could this be like a power-sharing conference? An idea suddenly appeared in his heart. Doesn't Zhen Yuanzi leave something for himself?

　　 But then he laughed at himself, and he took a green onion.

　　 At this time, there were only four first-class golden ginseng fruits floating slowly in the air, glowing with golden light in the sun.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi looked at the Tang monk and said lightly: "Jin Chanzi, the poor Dao has a friendship with your previous life. This ginseng fruit is what you deserve, even if you don't know this life, you are not Jin Chanzi. ."

　　 The Tang monk was silent with his hands folded. It looked completely like a senior monk, and the starving ghost disappeared before.

Seeing him like this, Zhen Yuanzi shook his head, "Well, you should be responsible for the decisions you make yourself, and the poor road should not be punished, but the poor road still has to persuade you, how difficult is the westbound journey, there is no monkey You are afraid that you can’t reach Lingshan. UU reads the book www.uukanshu.com.” After he finished, he hit a ginseng fruit to the Tang monk.

　　The Tang monk whispered the Buddha's number in a low voice, and solemnly received the ginseng fruit.

　　 Then Zhenyuan looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva and performed a ritual, "This time, thanks to the help of the Bodhisattva, the poor ginseng fruit tree can be preserved. This ginseng fruit should be given to the Bodhisattva."

　　Guanyin smiled, her jade hand was frivolous, and a ginseng fruit disappeared.

Seeing that there were only the last two ginseng fruits left, everyone in the courtyard had already divided. Wang Sheng suddenly thumped in his heart, somehow, although he laughed at himself in his heart, but at this moment, he was still inexplicable. Intuitively, the remaining ginseng fruit seems to have its own.

　　 At this time, Zhenyuanzi moved, and indeed one of the ginseng fruits was received in the sleeve, leaving only one floating in the air.

　　 Wang Sheng's heart tightened, and there was only one ginseng fruit left. It was at this moment that the system sounded suddenly.

　　 "Drip, complete the mission to save the Tang monk."

　　 "Evaluation: Moderate."

　　 "Reward: Five hundred contribution points."

　　 "Drip, remind, after 15 minutes of expected return time, please prepare the host."

　　Wang Sheng was stunned, the task was completed!

　　 He turned to look at the intact ginseng fruit tree, and the Tang monk and apprentice who had recovered their freedom. He suddenly realized that his task was really completed.

　　 The people in front of me were still there, the golden ginseng fruit was also floating, but Wang Sheng's tense heart suddenly relaxed, and the mood of suffering before and after was suddenly intact.

　　After all, he does not belong to this world. The person in front of him may be a mirror of water and water, so thinking, he actually feels that the ginseng fruit in front of him is a bit unreal.

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