my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 947 Visiting Wuzhuang Temple

After negotiating with the Jade Emperor to replace the rolling shutter general, Pan Haodong was not in a hurry to join the Journey to the West team. He went down to earth to cook a big meal for Tang Seng, and after completing the side task of cooking a big meal for Yizi once a month, he returned to the Nanhai Guanyin Dojo. He started dual cultivation with the three sisters of Avalokitesvara.

Don't worry about joining the westward team, there is still a long way to go!
Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Xiaobailong, and even the general who was killed by the shutter all planned the plot in advance, waiting for the learners on the westbound road, and took advantage of the opportunity to join the team.

When Pan Haodong joins the team, he doesn't need to design a plot. When he cooks a big meal next month, he will directly change into an avatar, and the real deity will give it to the scripture team.

Jiang Liuer listened to him very much.

After 27 or [-] days of double training with Xiao Xiao and Ah Mei, Pan Haodong used his external avatar to transform into a not-so-handsome, but very attractive and temperamental scholar avatar. Along with the main body, he found Tang Seng and others who were heading west. .

Tang Seng, who was resting under the tree, saw his godfather driving the auspicious clouds down, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Father, you are here! This is...?"

"The successor of the overlord gun of the Tang family, Tang Bohu."

Pan Haodong casually assigned an identity to the avatar, and was named the avatar of 'Tang Bohu', and said politely: "Bohu has seen the mage."

Tang Seng quickly said: "The benefactor is very polite."

"Liu'er, I picked up Bohu on the road. This guy is very courageous. His parents and family members were eaten by monsters. He even carried a gun and went into the monster's lair. If it wasn't for his godfather passing by in the air, Bohu Tiger is going to feed that monster with a shovel..."

Pan Haodong kept telling lies and said casually: "Of course, all this has passed. My godfather sees him as pitiful, courageous and filial, and wants to give him a good life."

"Godfather, as long as Bohu is not afraid of difficulties and obstacles, hardships or tiredness, I very much welcome him to join the Buddhist scriptures team, but..." Tang Seng hesitated to speak.

Pan Haodong said: "Just what?"

Sun Wukong rushed forward, looked around Tang Bohu, and said: "Dongjun, there are countless people who learn Buddhist scriptures, and they are all arranged by Guanyin Bodhisattva. You must first get the approval of Bodhisattva before you ask people to join the team."

"She will say yes."

Pan Haodong smiled confidently.

When Tang Seng heard this, he extended a hand very friendly: "Bohu, welcome to join the Buddhist scriptures team."

Tang Bohu smiled and said, "Master, please take care of me in the future."

"you are welcome."

The two sides exchanged courtesy.

With a flick of his hand, Pan Haodong conjured up a set of kitchen utensils.

Zhu Bajie, who had been greedy for a long time, immediately opened the box, took out a roe that he had 'picked up' not long ago, and said, "Dongjun, we picked up this roe on the road. At that time, it was being chased by wild boars. One head hit a rock, killing itself on the spot."

Pan Haodong joked with a smile: "That wild boar could be you, right?"

"Dongjun, you're joking, my old pig didn't have any reason, how could I go after the deer!" Zhu Bajie smiled mischievously, his spine felt chills.

Dongjun really deserves to be Dongjun, he can see the truth at a glance!
Pan Haodong didn't know how the roe came here, and while fiddling with the kitchen utensils, he said, "Bajie, take the roe to the river to wash it, and you wash it yourself, Wukong is going to pick up firewood."

"Okay!"

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie ran to do things one after another, and behaved very well.

"Bohu, come here."

Pan Haodong waved at the clone.

"Hey!"

Tang Bohu responded and came to the main body.

At this time, Pan Haodong bent his fingers and printed it on Tang Bohu's forehead: "I have passed on the eight basic skills of cooking to you, and I will spend some time practicing in the future, so that after I leave, you will not be able to eat delicious food .”

"Thank you Dongjun."

"Stay aside and watch carefully."

Pan Haodong was in charge of the spoon, Tang Bohu was serving dishes, Wukong was lighting the fire, Bajie and Tang Seng were onlookers, everyone had a clear division of labor, and soon, a table of roe deer meat banquet was complete.

From afternoon to evening, Tang Seng, who had been driving for more than half a year, was in a particularly comfortable mood.

"Liu'er, godfather is in a hurry, so let's go first, see you next month."

"Godfather, go slowly."

Leaving his avatar 'Tang Bohu' in the pilgrimage team, Pan Haodong pretended to take a step ahead, but he did not return to the Temple of the Sun or the South China Sea, but came to Wuzhuang Temple thousands of miles away.

"The immortal mansion of immortality is the same as the heaven."

Seeing the couplets on the house number, a tall and forceful style came over his face. Pan Haodong wondered whether he should also write a tall and stylish couplet in his mansion when he returned to Hong Kong Comprehensive World .

"Squeak!"

No knock yet.

Qingfeng Mingyue, the two disciples of Zhenyuan Great Immortal, opened the door and invited: "Dong Jun, Master is here to invite you."

"Lead the way ahead."

"Please."

Entering the inner courtyard with Qingfengmingyue, Immortal Zhenyuan had already prepared ginseng fruit.

Seeing the baby-like fruit on the red gold plate, it was the first time I saw Mr. Pan, and tears flowed from the corners of his mouth in disbelief.

Of course, this is just an exaggeration. In fact, there is no drooling. After all, Pan Haodong has traveled dozens of worlds and is a well-informed quasi-holy boss.

A ginseng fruit is not enough to make things worse.

"Immortal Zhenyuan, I took the liberty of visiting you late at night, please forgive me."

"It's okay."

Immortal Zhenyuan smiled and said, "Dong Jun, please sit down."

"You too."

The two sat down one after another.

Zhenyuan Daxian picked up the ginseng fruit and said: "This is the unique spiritual fruit ginseng fruit of the old Taoist mansion. This fruit is also called Cao Huan Dan. It blooms once in 3000 years, bears fruit once in 3000 years, and it takes another 3000 years to ripen. The short head is 1 years old. It must be eaten. It seems that in these ten thousand years, only thirty fruits have been produced. The appearance of the fruit is similar to that of a child under three dynasties. It has all four limbs and five senses. If a person is lucky enough to smell the fruit, he will live 360 ​​years; eat it One, live for 7000 years."

"Dongjun, please taste."

"Then I'm welcome."

Pan Haodong picked up the fruit on the table and ate it without hesitation.

The taste cannot be described in words, it is sweet to the heart, and the ginseng fruit is worthy of the innate spiritual root, and the taste is even better than that of flat peaches.

However, in terms of efficacy, ginseng fruit is inferior to flat peach.

After all, if you eat a flat peach that ripens in 3000 years, you can become an immortal. If you eat a flat peach that ripens in 6000 years, you will rise directly to the sky. If you eat a flat peach that ripens in 9000 years, it will be even more incredible. It can make people live as long as heaven and earth. The same month as Geng.

Of course, the statement of the same longevity as the world and the same age as the sun and the moon must be exaggerated, but it is a fact that a flat peach that ripens every 6000 years can make people become immortals.

And ginseng fruit can only make people live for 7000 years, the gap is not usually large.

After eating the extremely sweet ginseng fruit, Pan Haodong took out one or two packs of Enlightenment Tea and said: "Master Zhenyuan, try my Enlightenment Tea. Although it won't have much effect on you, it can have some effect and the taste is acceptable. ..."

"Dongjun, you are too polite."

Hearing the word Wudao tea, Immortal Zhenyuan couldn't help but put on the honorifics when he spoke.

(End of this chapter)