I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

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Those outside disciples who didn't have time to come back were blocked outside.

Now there are only four or five direct disciples serving on the mountain, including Miao Xin.

He came back that day to tell Master what happened to his sister, but he was left until now.

A hundred years have passed, and Miao Xin's cultivation is still at the peak of a true immortal.

The aura on the mountain was getting less and less, and it was not enough to support him to reach the Golden Immortal Realm.

Moreover, there are too many bad things happening in Wuzhuangguan, Miao Xin can't even find the chance to see through life and death.

The reason why he could recognize Monkey King at a glance was because of the news sent by the brothers outside.

Sun Wukong's face is actually still wanted by the Heavenly Court.

The troubles of Tianmen back then are still hanging there.

Heavenly Court doesn't even know that the principal culprit is now in the quasi-sage realm.

Knowing Sun Wukong's appearance, Zhenyuan Daxian made some calculations and knew that Sun Wukong was Nanshan, that is, the Jishui leopard they thought back then.

So when Miao Xin first saw Monkey King, his first reaction was surprise with resentment.

After all, Monkey King fooled them back then.

"Senior Brother Miaoxin. I haven't seen you in a hundred years. How have you been?" Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"You!" Miao Xin didn't want to say anything. He was a little cautious just now, but the aura on Monkey King was too amazing, and he even felt that Monkey King had reached the level of his master.

Although I think it is impossible, but I can't afford to contradict it.

"It's really you!"

Following the muffled Miao Xin to the gate of Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi was already waiting there.

It is a basic etiquette for a quasi-sage to visit.

"Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, you are so polite...huh? What about you?" Monkey King slapped him and wanted to salute, but he was taken aback when he saw Zhen Yuanzi.

what's the situation?

Isn't Zhenyuan a semi-sage master?

He still remembers the pressure that Zhen Yuanzi put on Sun Wukong back then, and his strength improved later.

Looking back on that pressure, I knew that Zhen Yuanzi was at least at the pinnacle of a quasi-sage, or even a semi-sage.

No wonder he was able to keep the innate spiritual root of the ginseng fruit tree.

"You don't need to point it out, please follow me!" Zhen Yuanzi interrupted Sun Wukong and asked him to follow him in.

Miao Xin looked at Master and Monkey King with a dazed expression, why did they look so familiar?

Shouldn't Master blame him for his deception back then?

He didn't know that Sun Wukong's current cultivation has surpassed that of Zhenyuanzi!

Can you be polite in the early stage of quasi-sage against the mid-stage of quasi-sage?

Following Zhen Yuanzi into the Wuzhuang temple, Monkey King found that the aura in the temple was slightly stronger, but it was not much better than the outside.

If you feel carefully, you can feel the aura around you slowly moving towards the backyard.

"Is it a ginseng fruit tree?" Sun Wukong knew that it was the ginseng fruit tree that had sucked away the spiritual energy.

"What should I call you now?" Zhen Yuanzi turned around.

It was still the original scene, except that Monkey King had grown to the height that Zhen Yuanzi could look up to.

"Sun Wukong is enough." Sun Wukong said concisely.

This is his real name, which is now not afraid of being exposed.

He knew that Wuzhuang Temple had undergone major changes in recent years, and Zhen Yuanzi had also encountered a big hurdle.

Back then, I got the benefits of grass returning pills, but now if it is easy, I might as well help them.

"Fellow Daoist Sun Wukong. I hope Fellow Daoist Nanshan will keep the matter of my cultivation a secret for the time being." Zhen Yuanzi said helplessly.

Far away knew that he didn't want his disciples to know.

But this matter won't last long, and the bosses should already know that his cultivation base has regressed.

When Zhen Yuanzi is not enough to keep the ginseng fruit, someone should jump out and act as a demon.

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry." Sun Wukong nodded.

Originally, he wasn't talking nonsense, so how could anyone talk nonsense.

Besides, his identity is not very well-known, and he is a double-number wanted criminal in the Buddhist Heavenly Court.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing here?" Zhen Yuanzi nodded as a thank you to Sun Wukong for his promise, and asked.

"I came here for two things, the first is to remember the past, and the second is to be entrusted by others." Sun Wukong said.

"What about the ginseng fruit?" Zhen Yuanzi asked.

"The Great Immortal actually knows!" Sun Wukong was a little surprised, he thought Zhen Yuanzi had been kept in the dark so far.

"The sky was chaotic back then, and something happened to me, so I couldn't figure out some things." Zhen Yuanzi said.

At that time, Zhen Yuanzi really thought that Fomen stole his fruit.

The matter of coming to the Westward Journey is over, and the secrets of heaven are no longer chaotic.

After further calculations, I found that this matter probably has nothing to do with Buddhism.

Qingfengmingyue was brought in for careful interrogation. Before the fruit was lost, only Monkey King lived in the temple.

As soon as Zhen Yuanzi calculated in this direction, he knew that most of the fruit was taken by Monkey King.

At the time when he just found out about this, Zhen Yuanzi was still very angry.

After all, he was tricked by a junior.

But more than a hundred years have passed, and it will pass after that. It is impossible to worry about a fruit for hundreds of years.

"Don't worry about it. It's also a chance for a fellow daoist to win." Zhen Yuanzi smiled wryly.

"The Great Immortal doesn't care about it, but I can't forget the help of Wuzhuang Temple. The fruit also helped me a lot back then." Monkey King nodded.

"If the Immortal is useful in the future, just speak up, but now I still have some means." Sun Wukong clasped his fists and said.

"It's okay, it's okay. You don't have to be like this." Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and said.

After so many years, he didn't want to ask Sun Wukong to return any favor for a fruit.

"Fellow Daoist, let's talk about the second thing you came here for. Who entrusted you?" Zhen Yuanzi asked curiously.

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1424 The opportunity for recovery===

Chapter 1424 An Opportunity for Recovery

"Fellow Daoist, let's talk about the second thing you came here for. Who entrusted you?" Zhen Yuanzi asked curiously.

In fact, Zhen Yuanzi didn't have any friends, and no one would ask a quasi-sage to come here to do something.

If Sun Wukong hadn't shown any hostility, he would have thought that Sun Wukong had come to snatch his ginseng fruit.

Sun Wukong didn't speak, but looked around.

Zhen Yuanzi sighed and said: "Ah~ Fellow Daoist, it's okay to say. The formation here is an old-fashioned arrangement, and even a sage would have to spend a lot of time trying to find out."

Zhen Yuanzi has fallen from the altar now, and the sages don't have time to stare at such an early-stage quasi-sage who has no bright future.

Sun Wukong nodded, and waved his hand again to arrange a set of formations, trusting others is worse than trusting oneself.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't say anything, his situation is so difficult now.

"The Great Immortal knows this thing!" Sun Wukong raised his hand, and a gourd appeared in his hand.

The whole body of this gourd is dark red, and there is a faint flowing precious light on it.

"you!"

As soon as the gourd came out, Zhen Yuanzi looked at Monkey King in shock.

This is the gourd of Patriarch Hongyun, the son of Jiujiu Scattering Soul Gourd.

Zhen Yuanzi had seen this gourd before.

This gourd is the same as the Jiujiu Scattered Soul gourd, Hongyun Patriarch never leaves his body.

Sun Wukong took out the gourd, which also directly shows that Sun Wukong has seen the ancestor of Hongyun.

"It seems that the Great Immortal knows this gourd, so it's easy to say. I was entrusted by the owner of the gourd to bring this gourd to you." Monkey King handed the gourd over and said.

"Where is he?" Zhen Yuanzi immediately asked with concern.

Monkey King has heard of the fact that Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun Patriarch are old irons.

After so many years, one gave gourds and the other gave care. It seems that their friendship is still good.

"He's in the Three Thousand Worlds in the west." Monkey King didn't mention the luck cage, which is even more secretive.

But there is nothing wrong with talking about the three thousand worlds, after all, the cage of luck is also within the three thousand worlds.

"So they took it away!" Zhen Yuanzi said in a deep voice.

He said they are naturally the second saints of the West.

"How is he now?" Zhen Yuanzi continued to ask.

"Growing vegetables and watering flowers. It's like an old farmer in the mortal world, but his cultivation level is one step closer." Monkey King said truthfully.

Sun Wukong has now solidified his mid-stage quasi-sage cultivation base, and he will know when he thinks back to the ancestor Hongyun.

He is already a real half-step saint, and it is estimated that he will be able to reach the holy realm with just one kick.

"Did the Second Sage of the West ask you to bring this gourd to me or him?" Zhen Yuanzi said in a deep voice, solidifying the gourd.

"Old Patriarch Hongyun. But the Second Saint of the West should know about this."

Monkey King has already realized that the cage of luck is a small world controlled by the two sages of the West.

No matter what the people inside can't hide from the monitoring of the Second Saint of the West, the gourd can't escape the eyes of the Second Saint of the West when it is taken out.

"Hehe! That's how it is!" Zhen Yuanzi suddenly laughed.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know why my cultivation has dropped?" Zhen Yuanzi looked up at Monkey King.

Sun Wukong didn't know it before he came, and he didn't know it when he saw Zhen Yuanzi. When he followed Zhen Yuanzi here, he already had a calculation in his heart.

"Is it because of the ginseng fruit tree?" Sun Wukong said.

He already sensed the abnormality of the ginseng fruit tree, which was crazily absorbing spiritual energy.

"I have fallen to this place, and the two saints of the West cannot escape the responsibility. Now they have jumped out to be a good person, haha. It seems that they are going to use me as a weapon." Zhen Yuanzi smiled unwillingly and said.

The ginseng fruit tree was originally an innate spiritual root, and after being knocked down by Monkey King, it lost its innate opportunity.

Although Avalokitesvara saved the ginseng fruit tree, the ginseng fruit tree also fell to the mortal world from birth.

This tree is actually the root of Zhenyuanzi, and the soul of Zhenyuanzi is accompanied by the ginseng fruit tree.

When the ginseng fruit tree collapsed, so would his cultivation.

For hundreds of years, Zhenyuanzi has arranged multi-layer formations around the ginseng fruit trees.

The Five Elements Array, Juling Town and other formations are covered, and the ginseng fruit trees are constantly infused with spiritual energy, in order to delay the decline of the ginseng fruit trees.

It's a pity that the congenital fell and the spiritual root was damaged. This injury is too serious, and it is difficult to repair the congenital spiritual root through the formation.

Ginseng fruit trees are still rapidly declining.

Today, Zhen Yuanzi has also fallen to the early stage of Zhunsheng.

"So it is!" Sun Wukong finally understood the whole story.

Actually, it has nothing to do with him.

Speaking of which, he also helped Zhen Yuanzi save the fruits of entertaining Hai Sanxing and Guanyin Tang Seng and others.

With those 22 Xiantian Grass Returning Pills, Zhen Yuanzi can always spend thousands of years in the quasi-sage realm.

"There is no room for turning around this matter?" Sun Wukong looked at Zhen Yuanzi and asked.