Martial arts world explorer

Chapter 751: Fruits and Branches

Sun Wukong is better.

Seeing Lin Xuan cast a spell to bring the ginseng fruit tree back to life, the complacency on his face could no longer be concealed.

Looking sideways at Immortal Zhenyuan, he seemed to be saying:

Regardless of whether you have an innate spiritual root or an acquired spiritual root, it is just a fruit tree. If it says it will cure you, it will cure you. It is no big deal.

Immortal Zhenyuan's eyes were all on the ginseng fruit tree, and he didn't care about Monkey King's eyes at all.

It was because of this that he could see the cold sweat streaming down Lin Xuan's face.

In terms of status, Lin Xuan, the Dharma Protector Spirit Officer, is far inferior to the ancestor of the Earth Immortal.

But in the real fight, Lin Xuan and Monkey King joined forces, and it was difficult for Zhen Yuanzi to win.

But there is a specialization in art, Lin Xuan is good at fighting and demolishing houses, but he is weaker in nature.

Lin Xuan has the treasure of the sky, and has personally taught Zhao Linger and Li Sixiu. He has a little understanding of the Dao of Good Fortune, but he is still a bit short of saving the spiritual roots of this world.

The mana flowed rapidly, and Lin Xuan knew that this matter must be done all at once, if it fails this time, it will fail in the future.

My mind turned, and I looked at Monkey King who was watching the play, and suddenly I had an idea.

"Stop laughing, come and help!"

Sun Wukong wondered: "Although my old grandson was transformed by the sky-replenishing stone left by Empress Nuwa, he doesn't know the magical powers of good fortune. How can I help you?"

"Give me ten vellus hairs, and those with your original divine power will be transformed into spar shapes!"

Sun Wukong didn't understand what it meant, but he had a lot of trust in Lin Xuan, so he immediately plucked out ten hairs, blew out a breath of immortal energy, and turned them into ten spars of different colors.

The sky-replenishing stone that gave birth to Sun Wukong in the past has been completely shattered, and all the aura has merged into Sun Wukong's body. There is nowhere to find it, so he can only find a way on Sun Wukong.

Since Sun Wukong attained Taoism and became an immortal, the [-] feathers on his body can change according to his heart.

On the top of the ten hairs, there is already part of the aura of the sky-replenishing stone, which is enough to carry the true essence of the treasure of the sky.

With ten finger flicks, the true essence merged into the ten crystals, and the crystals were quickly filled.

With Lin Xuan's hands forming seals, ten crystals merged into the ginseng fruit tree, and the decay of the ginseng fruit tree stopped immediately, and its vitality became stronger step by step.

Theoretically speaking, the ginseng fruit tree has been saved at this time, and it only needs to be nursed back for a thousand years to restore it to its original state.

But as long as it is not brain-dead, it is absolutely impossible to agree, the face of Zhenyuan Daxian only slightly eased, obviously not satisfied.

Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that he had lost a lot this time, and if he didn't take some benefits back, it would be impossible for him to be happy.

The two hands continued to make a formula, the method was so profound and difficult that even Monkey King could not understand it.

However, he has always liked to fight, and he has no interest in the things of good fortune. If he can't understand it, he won't watch it anymore.

Only Immortal Zhenyuan watched intently, for fear of missing half a detail.

Lin Xuan is not afraid of the secret technique being learned by others, because this is a pretentious technique, not a mysterious technique.

500 years ago, Lin Xuan cut flat peach trees in Inner Heaven and Earth, and Taishang Laojun helped Lin Xuan transform the environment in Inner Heaven and Earth to make it suitable for cultivating flat peaches.

During this period, two precious treasures were used.

The same is the Sanguang Shenshui, which was exchanged by the Taishang Laojun and Guanyin Bodhisattva. There are three drops in total, and they have been used up, and there is nothing left.

The other is the nine-day breath soil used by Nuwa Empress to make people.

The Nine Heavens Breathing Soil left by the creation of human beings was passed on to Dayu's father, Gun. Gun used this to control the water, and wherever the water leaked and blocked, it could only temporarily overcome the flood, but could not completely solve it.

Later, Gun realized the truth that blocking is worse than sparse, and left the rest of the land to Dayu.

Taishang Laojun once gave Dayu the Dinghaishen needle to measure the water level, and got a piece of Nine Heavens Breathing Soil from Dayu.

After this piece of soil was used to transform the environment of the inner world, there was still a piece the size of a fingernail. Although it was small, the power of the earth element in it was enough to restore the ginseng fruit tree to its original state.

The hand seems to be casting spells and seals, but in fact it is attracting the power of the soil element of the soil, and pouring it into the ginseng fruit tree in the way of "Tu Kunlun".

After more than an hour, the power of the soil element in the soil was exhausted, and the ginseng fruit tree also recovered.

Even the fruits that fell on the ground returned to the branches. There were 23 fruits, one was not many, and one was not.

The fruit tree recovered as before, but the ten crystals were still on it, absorbing the vitality of the world and transforming it into the power of good fortune to nourish the fruit tree.

Immortal Zhenyuan loved the ginseng fruit tree as much as his life, and naturally hoped that the ginseng fruit tree would grow better. Thinking of the rumors about Lin Xuan, he had an idea in his mind.

"Lingguan is worthy of being a disciple of Tianzun, and he is really good at it!"

"The Great Immortal praised it absurdly. How can a little trick compare to the Great Immortal's supernatural powers."

Sun Wukong knew Lin Xuan's temper, so he deliberately said: "The ginseng fruit tree is cured, should I return the monkey hair?"

Immortal Zhenyuan was not willing to hit ten fruits with a golden hammer, and said: "This matter is not urgent. It is a great honor to see Lin Lingguan's methods today. Why don't you hold a personal ginseng fruit meeting and discuss it."

Ginseng fruit blooms once in 3000 years, bears fruit once in 3000 years, matures in another 3000 years, and produces 9000 fruits in [-] years. Zhenyuan Daxian planted ten fruits at one time, which can be said to have invested a lot of money.

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and Sand Monk had eaten before, and Sun Wukong tried his best to find the person, and he grew another ten hairs.

Zhu Bajie and Sand Monk didn't dare to move, especially Zhu Bajie. After seeing Lin Xuan, he kept looking away, trying his best to hide his sense of existence, for fear of being discovered by Lin Xuan.

Knowing that the fruit was not a child, but a spiritual object, Tang Seng ate one, and Zhen Yuanzi ate one with him. The Taoist children in Wuzhuang Temple divided two equally, and Lin Xuan took the remaining five.

In addition to the five fruits, one branch was also taken away.

Eat and drink enough, guests and hosts have a good time, learn from the scriptures, learn from the hidden practice, and the monkey hair, no one will mention it.

After leaving Wuzhuang Temple, Monkey King looked at Zhu Bajie curiously, and asked: "Bajie, you idiot is usually the most talkative and delicious, why don't you dare to talk more today, and dare not enjoy the spiritual fruit?"

Zhu Bajie smiled innocently: "There are only 1 fruits in [-] years. My old pig has eaten one and it is already a great fortune. How dare I eat more."

Sun Wukong grabbed his ear and scolded with a smile: "It's okay for you idiot to deceive others, but how can you deceive my old grandson? If you don't talk about it, I will let you understand what it means to be a monk and not tell lies."

Zhu Bajie saw that he couldn't hide it, so he said: "Oh, isn't this afraid of that Lin Lingguan?"

"My brother is not small, but he is only a spiritual officer. How can you, marshal of the canopy, be afraid of him?"

"Brother Monkey, I don't know. The Guardian Spirit Officer seems to be a lowly official, but in fact he is the most carefree. I only care about the Tianhe sailors. How can I manage him? Let alone... let alone..."

Having said this, Zhu Bajie's voice gradually became smaller.

(End of this chapter)