Prehistoric: God-level Development

Chapter 127 Red Cloud Gift (Four More Subscriptions)

Although I knew that it was a polite word, it was also comfortable to listen to.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun introduced Juntian into the hall, and several children came up to watch the tea and sit down.

Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand and said to the boy, "Let's go pick a few ginseng fruits!"

The boy immediately stepped back and went to pick the ginseng fruit.

Zhen Yuanzi said to Jun Tian: "Fellow Daoists don't know, there is an innate spiritual root in the five villages of Wanshou Mountain in this seat, called the Ginseng Fruit Tree!

"This fruit is also known as grass and Dan, it blooms once in 3,000 years, bears fruit in 3,000 years, and then matures in 3,000 years, and it takes 10,000 years to eat. "

"It seems that in these ten thousand years, only thirty fruits have been produced, and the appearance of the fruits is similar to that of a child who has not yet reached the age of three dynasties, with all four limbs and five senses. If anyone has the chance to smell it, he will live three hundred and sixty years. Eat one, and you will live for 47,000 years. "

Hongyun also said: "Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit is not easy to take with others, even I don't often eat it." "

"It is also the Venerable One's arrival that makes the humble house shine, so that I am so generous!" Zhen Yuanzi said.

"In this way, I am here to thank Zhen Yuanzi Daoyou!" Jun Tian politely bowed his hand.

How could he not know what this ginseng fruit was?

Of course, he also understood the significance of this ginseng fruit tree to Zhen Yuanzi.

In later generations, it was rumored that Zhen Yuanzi was the incarnation of a ginseng fruit tree, but this is just one of them.

In Jun Tian's opinion, this ginseng fruit tree may be the associated spiritual root when Zhen Yuanzi transformed, just like the associated spiritual treasure.

This spiritual root will definitely be of great help to Zhen Yuanzi's cultivation.

During the Journey to the West catastrophe, the monkey saved Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit tree, so Zhen Yuanzi and the monkey became brothers.

It can be seen that this ginseng fruit tree has a geometric status in Zhen Yuanzi's mind.

Even for this fruit tree, Zhen Yuanzi can have the power of a quasi-saint mid-stage and worship the monkey who is only a Taiyi Golden Immortal as a brother.

In the process of the three of them speaking, the children in Wuzhuang Temple also sent the picked ginseng fruits.

The utensils for the ginseng fruit are porcelain with silk mats.

Zhen Yuanzi continued to explain to Juntian: "The ginseng fruit is fearful of the five elements. When it encounters gold, it falls when it encounters fire, it melts when it encounters water, it withers when it encounters wood, and it enters when it encounters soil. Therefore, it needs to be struck with a gold instrument to fall, and it is padded with silk on the plate. Use a magnet when eating. "

Jun Tian nodded slightly when he heard this, "I've been taught!"

As one of the top ten innate spiritual roots in ancient times, this ginseng fruit is not high, but it is also quite unique.

Reach out and take out one to taste, the entrance is sweet, and the full aura fills the body, although it is not of great use to Juntian's cultivation, but it is also a good opportunity.

Then Juntian praised it again, which made the host's Zhen Yuanzi happy.

As the saying goes, taking other people's hands is short, eating other people's soft mouths, Juntian will naturally not eat other people's ginseng fruits in vain.

He still had a few yellow plum fruits on his body, so he gave them to two.

In the thanks of Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi, Jun Tian also offered to leave.

At present, the flood is tending to be peaceful, because Juntian's actions will definitely make countless people throw into the mouse.

But Jun Tian still had a lot of things to deal with, including the Terrans, the Wu Clan, and his four disciples.

Even Juntian's own cultivation needs to be broken through.

This time he helped the human race, and the obsession in his heart has been dispelled, and the future of cultivation is even more promising.

However, when Jun Tian said goodbye, Jun Tian saw that Hongyun's face was not quite right, and he seemed to have something to say.

Let's say that this Red Cloud's fate is desperate, if Jun Tian does not go out today, then Red Cloud will definitely be a dead end under the encirclement and suppression of many quasi-saint masters such as Emperor Jun Taiyi.

It is Zhen Yuanzi who uses the book to bless the ancestor of Hongyun, and it is just a fool's dream.

But there are no absolutes in the world, and the life and death of the Red Cloud Ancestor is not important to the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, the appearance of Juntian changed the fate of the Red Cloud Ancestor.

The way of the desolate heaven, the general trend cannot be changed!

Although Jun Tian already has a strength comparable to that of a saint, he now has a deeper understanding of this sentence.

It seems that his exit today has changed a lot of things in the wilderness, but under Hongjun's intervention, everything seems to be developing towards the original general trend.

The human race is not destroyed, the demon race is not dead, and the lich war is imperative!

As for the red cloud, it is just a variable under many general and small trends.

"Is there something wrong with Hongyun Daoyou?" Jun Tian said to Hongyun.

Hongyun bowed his hand to Jun Tian, and then took out an object with his backhand, which was the Hongmeng purple qi.

At the beginning in the Zixiao Palace, Dao Ancestor Hongjun gave Hongmeng Purple Qi to the six disciples who sat down, and then gave another one to Hongyun.

It is precisely because of this Hongmeng purple qi that the red cloud has become the target of everyone, hiding in various places in the flood and wilderness for hundreds of thousands of years.

"Venerable Jun Tian, I have this Hongmeng purple qi for hundreds of thousands of years!"

"However, for hundreds of thousands of years, I have never been able to comprehend the truth!"

"This Hongmeng purple qi is undoubtedly just a burden to the two of us, and today's events are even more confirmed. "

After saying these few words, Hongyun's tone was obviously a little low.

This Hongmeng purple qi was a great opportunity, and this opportunity was personally sent to him by Dao Ancestor, but he couldn't ask for it.

Zhen Yuanzi is similar.

The two of them are friends, and when Hongyun couldn't understand it, he handed it over to Zhen Yuanzi as soon as possible, but Zhen Yuanzi couldn't understand it either.

This Hongmeng purple qi is nothing more than a burden for them.

Jun Tian also understood when he heard this, "Could it be that the two of you plan to give up this Hongmeng purple qi?"

"That's exactly what I mean!" Red Cloud said.

"I don't know if the Venerable is willing to take away this Hongmeng purple qi, and with the supreme divine power of the Venerable, he will definitely be able to comprehend the mysteries!"

"That's true!" Jun Tian looked at the expressions of Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi, and his heart was shocked, thinking so.

"The two of us already know that the Venerable has received a Hongmeng Purple Qi from the Dao Ancestor, but the more this treasure is, the better. "

"The two of us continue to stay on our bodies, fearing that sooner or later we will be killed. "

"And only when this treasure falls into the hands of His Holiness can the people of the Flood Desolation no longer fight its idea. "

The two of them said it very clearly.

Juntian is not easy to shirk, after all, accepting this Hongmeng purple qi can be regarded as helping the two of them.

"In this way, it is difficult to be gracious!"

The next moment, Juntian's voice filled the entire flood wilderness, "This Juntian, now I have the Hongmeng purple qi gifted by Hongyun Daoyou, tell the world!"

"From now on, Red Cloud Daoist friends should be sheltered by this seat!"

The sound swept through the wilderness, making the hearts of countless powerful people vibrate.

The last Hongmeng purple qi also fell into Jun Tian's hands!