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Chapter 386 Where is Zhen Yuanzi?
Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi fell into a state of bewilderment and confusion, Tang Sanzan grinned, revealing a confident smile.

"Do you have doubts in your heart, but you don't want to believe it?"

Zhen Yuanzi raised his head and met Tang Sanzan's eyes.

"This ginseng fruit tree has been here since the beginning of time.

I. Since I was conceived by nature, I have been guarding these five villas, and I have never made any mistakes during it.

How could this fruit be fake. "

As if to convince himself, or to find reliable evidence for himself, Zhen Yuanzi's voice became louder and louder, as if that would make his own words more believable.

Tang Sanzun picked out his buzzing ears, and couldn't help frowning.

"Amitabha."

Recited the Buddha's name without the slightest piousness, Tang Sanzan looked at Zhen Yuanzi.

"Hasn't there been any mistakes in the shock?
Daxian still remembers, what year were you conceived as an innate god? "

"The Sanyuanhui was first opened in heaven and earth, and the congenital spirit root and ginseng fruit were established in heaven and earth for 38 years to give birth to the holy spirit."

Almost without thinking, Zhen Yuanzi gave the answer.

"Tsk, 38 years, what a number.

It seems that Daxian has a deep memory of this time! "

Tang Sanzan looked at Zhen Yuanzi with undisguised mischief in his eyes.

Zhen Yuanzi frowned, looking at Tang Sanzan's expression made him always feel uncomfortable.

Tang Sanzun smiled and shook his head, "Daxian, do you still remember how many years it takes for ginseng fruit to bloom, how many years it takes to bear fruit, how many years it takes for a ginseng fruit to mature?

Once ripe, how many fruits will it bear? "

Zhen Yuanzi frowned even more, and looked at Tang Sanzan puzzledly. Although he didn't understand why he would ask such a low-level question, he still gave the answer.

"It blooms in 3000 years, bears fruit in 3000 years, and matures in 3000 years. In the first 1 years, there are only thirty fruits.

This ginseng fruit can live 360 ​​years if you smell it, and 7000 years if you eat one. "

Listening to Zhen Yuanzi's words, Tang Sanzan laughed, laughing wantonly, laughing so much that people couldn't help but want to hit someone.

"you"

Zhen Yuanzi became more and more puzzled. From the beginning to the end, Tang Sanzan asked himself some irrelevant questions, but he never gave himself a positive answer.

At this moment, he even wanted to laugh a little, laughing that he was too stupid to believe Tang Sanzan's nonsense.

My own ginseng fruit tree, I have been guarding it since I was born, and there has never been any mistake in my memory, so how could it be fake.

This monk has been messing around from beginning to end, and he has lost his mind and went crazy, so he believed his nonsense and suspected that the fruit was real.

Looking at Zhen Yuanzi's expression, Tang Sanzan smiled even more, even a little presumptuously.

"May I ask Immortal Zhenyuan, what are the five innate spiritual roots?"

Zhen Yuanzi, who already felt that Tang Sanbu was playing tricks on him, snorted coldly, intending to get mad, but still wanted to see what kind of medicine Tang Sanbu was selling in his gourd.

After a cold snort, he still replied, "The number one innate spiritual root belongs to the hollow willow, there is no doubt about it.

Others such as ginseng fruit tree, flat peach mother root, yellow plum, and ginkgo are quite controversial, but the four are not much different.

If you have to give a ranking, Huang Zhongli should be the most, silver heart should be the last, and ginseng fruit is similar to flat peach. "

Tang Sanzun nodded, he didn't have any meaning for Zhen Yuanzi's evaluation.

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"Great Immortal Zhenyuan also said that the difference between your ginseng fruit and flat peach is almost the same.

Then the poor monk wanted to ask.

The Pantao Spirit is a mother root, which was obtained by Queen Mother Xi, the celestial goddess of West Kunlun, and was later split into [-] plants for unknown reasons.

Among them, 3000 plants bloom for a thousand years, bear fruit for a thousand years, and mature for a thousand years. Those who ripen once in [-] years will become immortals after eating one, and have a light body.

There are another 2000 plants, which will bloom in 2000, bear fruit in 2000, and mature in 6000. Those who ripen in [-] will be immortal after eating them.

There are also 3000 plants that bloom in 3000 years, bear fruit in 3000 years, and mature in 9000 years. Those who ripen in [-] years will have the same life span as the world, and the same age as the sun and the moon. "

The playfulness on Tang San's face was even stronger, and he looked at Zhen Yuanzi and asked, "A flat peach plant has [-] mother roots, and if any one of the [-] plants is taken out, the fruit produced will not be weak. For you this ginseng fruit.

One flat peach tree turned out to be more than thirty.

So the poor monk is very curious, Daxian, what is it about your ginseng fruit that can be compared with the mother root of the flat peach that has branched out into a flat peach garden? "

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi's face changed instantly.

This question has never been raised before.

Even, such an obvious problem seems to be selectively ignored by thousands of creatures in the Three Realms.

People in the world only name ginseng fruit and flat peach, but now, listening to Tang Sanzan's talk, people can't help but think about it.

Thirty fruits produced by a ginseng fruit in 9000 years are not as effective as a 9000-year-old flat peach tree in a flat peach orchard.

Then how did his ginseng fruit get its name from the flat peach mother root?
"How did this happen? Why did this happen? Why did this happen??"

Listening to Tang Sanzan's questioning, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help asking back in a low voice.

Yes, he lost his temper.

He couldn't give an answer to Tang Sanzhu's question.

In the Three Realms, all qualified immortals and Buddhas know that his ginseng fruit tree is an innate spiritual root that can be as famous as the mother root of flat peach.

But even he, the owner of the ginseng fruit tree, can't tell how his ginseng fruit tree can be as famous as the flat peach mother root.

It's like, there is no cause, but the effect comes first.

There is no deduction, and there is such a conclusion as to the natural existence in the heaven and earth - the mother root of flat peach and ginseng fruit tree are both one of the five innate spiritual roots.

And this generally accepted truth has never been doubted by anyone in the Three Realms, and no one has ever questioned it.

It seems that there is an indescribable power that erases the doubts in it, so that such a big bug is ignored by everyone.

So what is the problem? ?

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi was almost sure that there must be something wrong with his ginseng fruit tree.

And this problem, even he himself has not discovered.

What's more, this problem didn't just happen to him and the ginseng fruit tree.

It seems that there is a more mysterious force that indirectly affects the entire Three Realms.

"Why? Why is this happening?"

Zhen Yuanzi appeared next to Tang Sanzan in a flash, grabbing Tang Sanzan's sleeve, as if grabbing the last straw.

"Tell me, why is this happening?

What's wrong with my ginseng fruit tree? "

Tang Sanzan withdrew the sleeve that was grabbed by Zhen Yuanzi, put one hand on the trunk of the ginseng fruit tree, and turned to look at Zhen Yuanzi.

"The poor monk asks another question, why did this world come into being?"

Zhen Yuanzi frowned, although he didn't know why Tang Sanzan asked such a question, but thinking that Tang Sanzan also used some seemingly irrelevant questions to let him understand that there was indeed a problem with the ginseng fruit tree, and finally gave the answer.

"In the beginning, chaos was like a chicken, and Pan Gu was conceived and born. Holding the ax of the gods, he broke through the chaos and turned into a flood."

Halfway through speaking, Zhen Yuanzi stopped by himself, and looked at Tang Sanzan in disbelief.

Tang Sanzan grinned at Zhen Yuanzi, laughing so that Zhen Yuanzi subconsciously took a step back.

"The last question, Daxian please answer seriously."

Tang Sanzan withdrew his hand from the ginseng fruit tree, looked at Zhen Yuanzi, stretched out a finger and asked word by word.

"The last question. Where is Zhen Yuanzi?"

Pfft!
Listening to Tang Sanzan's soft words, Zhen Yuanzi fell to the ground as if all his strength had been emptied.

"Zhen Yuanzi, I am not Zhen Yuanzi?"

Raising his head, Zhen Yuanzi looked at Tang Sanzan with anticipation in his eyes, as if a drowning man grasping at the last straw, for fear that the last straw would also lose his buoyancy.

However, the bright smile on Tang Sanzan's face was so cruel at this moment.

"Oh, I don't want to do that!"

Shaking his head and sighing, Tang Sanzan walked up to Zhen Yuanzi, raised his hand, patted his shoulder, and silently shook his head.

Close your hands, look up, and look up at the sky.

"I really didn't expect to meet again so soon."

Between the eyebrows, black runes manifested from under the skin, shining like an abyss.

Against the backdrop of the black runes, Tang Sanzan exuded an aura that made one's soul tremble.

next moment.
Tang Sanzan's lips moved slightly, and he spit out four words lightly.

"Santu. Wangchuan."

brush!
In the next moment, a river connecting the two worlds of Yin and Yang emerged from the void, with no visible origin and no end in sight.

There are endless dead bones in the river, and there are undead sighing and wailing constantly on the river surface, surfacing, and being pulled to the bottom of the river in an instant, biting, eating, until they die completely, without leaving a sound.

At that scene, even Zhen Yuanzi, who seemed to have lost his soul, couldn't help showing shock.

"This is."

For some reason, just looking at that river, just looking at the endless bones and dead souls in that river, he actually felt a familiar sense of fear.

The moment after Zhen Yuanzi exclaimed.

However, at the source of the river that runs through the two worlds of Yin and Yang and exists in illusion and reality, there is a black spot that can hardly be traced.

The black dot spanned tens of thousands of miles in an instant, and it magnified in the eyes of everyone.

From far to near, but in an instant, a clear outline can already be seen.

That. It turned out to be a black ghost ship. There were no weak people present, and a figure in a black cloak could be seen standing at the bow of the black ghost ship from a distance.

"Brother Monkey, do you think this black robe looks familiar?"

After Tang Sanzan said that the ginseng fruit was fake, the second senior brother who started to act as a melon-eating crowd saw the black ghost ship and the black cloaked man, and asked in a low voice to the great sage beside him.

The Great Sage looked at the figure in the black cloak, nodded solemnly.

For some reason, looking at that black figure, even he felt a familiar fear from the depths of his soul.

Fear, for him, is such a long-lost breath.

Ever since Fangcun Mountain came back, he never felt that way again, even if he made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace, even if he was trapped in the Five Elements Mountain.

But now, on such a figure who had just appeared on the stage and had no face yet, he actually felt the fear that he hadn't seen for a long time.

The almost irresistible feeling of fear that comes from the depths of the soul.

The next moment, everyone saw the face of the man in the black cloak clearly.

That... turned out to be a skeleton with black luster all over its body.

Skull skeleton wearing black cloak.

"Call me, what's the matter?"

The black ghost ship stopped above everyone's heads, and the skeleton wearing a black cloak looked at Tang Sanzan, the dim soul fire that seemed to be extinguished at any time fluctuated violently in his eyes.

Tang Sanzan frowned, "Don't pretend, I don't want to hit you today."

(End of this chapter)