MM Racing Chapter 492 Tell Lao Yi, I want to eat fish
Chapter 492 Tell Lao Yi, I want to eat fish
Chapter 492 Tell Lao Yi, I want to eat fish
Meng Qi, transformed into Sun Wukong, stretched out his monkey claws, grabbed the excited Su Lin, and said, "Someone is here!"
Su Lin was stunned for a moment, stepped out of the mountain gate and walked back in, then took two steps back.
From the outside, it looks like a long-abandoned, dilapidated and deserted temple overgrown with weeds, but once you step into the mountain gate, it turns into a paradise on earth.
What's going on? The inner and outer worlds? Is there still a master in the Journey to the West world at this level?
Su Lin was a little surprised, but he still straightened his cassock, bowed and smiled at the two stunned Taoist children, and said, "Amitabha, I am Tang Sanzang, from the Tang Dynasty in the East. Just now, it was my impatient disciple Meng Lang who was rude."
Meng Qi turned his head and looked beside him. He had been complaining in his heart that the monk was shameful, but he didn't expect that the blame would be put on him.
Noticing the gazes of the two Taoist children, he tightened the golden hoop in his hand and finally released it.
"Well, there are many people outside, give this bald donkey some face."
For some reason, after this thought arose, Meng Qi gained more magical powers in his mind, and now he has mastered most of the Seventy-Two Transformations.
"I am Qingfeng." The Taoist boy on the left saluted.
"I am Mingyue." The Taoist boy on the right had a strange expression on his face and quickly followed and bowed.
"Is the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi in the temple?" Su Lin asked, but his eyes swept around the fairyland-like Wuzhuang Temple.
Not only him, but Shi Hao as well.
But there seemed to be some kind of restriction here, or some kind of magical power, and their spiritual perception abilities were restricted to their own surroundings.
Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of earthly immortals.
Even though his name contains the word "earth immortal", he is friends with the Three Pure Ones and the Four Emperors, and is one of the highest in seniority.
The ginseng fruit is an innate spiritual root that existed when chaos was first divided and the universe was created, before the heaven and earth were established.
Therefore, it is not surprising that such means exist within the temple.
"You guys." The reincarnation who was playing Qingfeng was about to answer, but he stammered and said, "My master Yuanshi Tianzun sent a letter to invite you to the Shangqingtian Miluo Palace to listen to the lecture on 'Hunyuan Daoguo'. He is not at home."
Mingyue turned to look at Qingfeng, and after a blink of an eye, he turned back to look at Su Lin and the others and said, "Since you are a master from the Tang Dynasty, please come in and have a seat."
"Did you listen to Yuanshi Tianzun talk about Hunyuan Daoguo?" Su Lin suspected that he had heard it wrong, and asked again: "Yuxu, the Yuanshi Tianzun?"
"That's right." Qingfeng replied.
"Yuanshi Tianzun... Hunyuan Daoguo." Meng Qi saw that several people were looking at him, scratched his head, and said, "Wait until the immortal comes back, then I can ask him to teach me."
It was quite sudden.
But the Three Pure Ones left nothing behind in this world. If Zhen Yuanzi has some knowledge about Hunyuan Dao Fruit, I could ask for his advice.
I just don’t know how to explain it…
"What a pity." Su Lin sighed with regret:
"I am the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, the second disciple of the Western Saint Tathagata Buddha. Five hundred years ago, I met Taoist Brother Zhen Yuanzi at the Lanpen Festival."
"I thought I could catch up with you guys this time, but I won't bother you anymore."
"You monkey, why don't you fix the door and leave."
After Su Lin finished speaking, he patted the monkey's head, turned around and was about to leave as Meng Qi bared his teeth in a dangerous posture.
Mingyue Qingfeng's eyes were blank at first, and then they answered in unison: "Master, please wait a moment!"
They each took a step back to make way, and the two wooden doors that were kicked open by someone were pulled out from the entrance of the main hall, and flew back to the mountain gate with some wood chips, restored to their original state.
"You two." Su Lin showed a happy expression, put one hand into his cassock, and prepared to take something out of the system backpack.
"My master once told me to entertain the old friend from the Tang Dynasty." Qingfeng bowed and said, "I didn't know you were the master from the Tang Dynasty in the East. Please forgive me!"
Mingyue made a gesture of invitation and said, "Please come in and rest. This is a remote place, and we only have simple tea and rice, and local vegetarian fruits for your entertainment. Please don't be disgusted."
A trace of regret flashed across Su Lin's eyes. He pulled his hand out of his robe and returned the salute.
"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."
Qingfeng Mingyue led the way in front, and Su Lin and others followed into the hall. What caught their eyes was a vermilion lacquered incense table and a pair of golden censers and vases.
As most people know, what is worshipped in Wuzhuang Temple is "Heaven" and "Earth" but there are no sculptures of gods.
Qingfeng Mingyue just stared at Su Lin, and Su Lin also looked at him.
"Please ask Master Tang to burn incense and pay homage to the heaven and earth." Mingyue reminded.
Still need to go through the process?
Su Lin looked at the whole incense stick on the incense table with some surprise.
Wow, they’re really here to film Journey to the West.
It seems that the Zhenyuan Immortal here is still a person with a sense of ritual, and the extras who get the script have to take the professional route to pass.
"Come, disciples, let's burn some incense together."
Su Lin distributed incense to everyone, three sticks per person, and the seven people bowed three times together.
click
There was a sound like something breaking.
Su Lin and others looked up and found nothing unusual.
"Master Tang, please follow me to the back hall to rest and have some fragrant tea and vegetarian fruits." Mingyue turned and walked to the right.
Su Lin raised his eyebrows and hurriedly followed.
Speaking of the vegetarian fruit from Wuzhuang Temple, isn’t that the ginseng fruit? Let’s see if we can take it back and cultivate it.
But besides increasing lifespan, does this thing have any other functions?
With doubts in their hearts, the group followed Mingyue and left, while Qingfeng walked towards a yard halfway.
Click——!
After everyone left, the colorful characters "天" and "地" seemed to be soaked, blurred, and finally began to expand.
With a bang, it burst like a balloon.
A blood-like liquid stained every corner of the hall.
"No, why hasn't my ginseng fruit been served yet?" Su Lin looked at the teacup placed on a green handkerchief, the tea in it had already gone cold.
"It's OK that I didn't have any experience with the Four Saints testing my Zen heart before. I've also experienced the testing of my Zen heart by the outer gods and the demons, but why are there no ginseng fruits here?"
It was getting dark, and from noon till night, there were only some real vegetarian fruits and ordinary tea.
To be frank, what I ate when I was in the Qi Refining Stage was better than these.
Shi Hao was brushing sauce on a civet monster in the room. There was Taoist fire burning underneath. It was a fresh monster that he had picked up in the Fuling Mountains before.
This beast demon barely reached the level of a demon fairy in this world, and with the help of the onion
"I'm a little fed up too. I thought there were two ginseng fruits to eat, just like the news you guys gave me."
Shi Hao smelled the strong aroma of onions and smacked his lips, feeling that the taste in his mouth became a little lighter.
"Why, do you really want to eat the ginseng fruit? That's for the real Tang Monk." Meng Qi smiled and said, "I just don't know if the ginseng fruit here is made from peaches soaked in Yaochi golden water."
Kang dang
"I'm sorry, holy monk!"
Yinjiao put down the teapot and hurriedly wiped the tea table in front of Su Lin, and the hot tea spilled everywhere.
Jinjiao looked at Meng Qi blankly, his face full of fear, "Should two brothers know this secret?"
"You have been in the mortal world for too long. If you are not calm in keeping the Dao, how can you be natural if your heart is not at peace?" Meng Qi's slightly reproachful tone made Jinjiao and Yinjiao feel a little ashamed. He waved his hand and said:
"Go to your cave and get something to make amends to the Master."
"Yes." Jinjiao and Yinjiao turned into wind and fled away. They were heading to the Demon King's cave in Baoxiang Kingdom. With their speed, they could go there and come back quickly.
But before Su Lin could mock Meng Qi who was eyeing his "own boy's" property, Jinjiao and Yinjiao returned to the inner room.
"Master, we will leave Wuzhuang Temple."
"What do you mean by you guys?" Meng Qi stood up suddenly, pointed to the seat next to Shi Hao, and said, "Go, help your Second Elder grill the meat."
Shi Hao paused his hand, looked around, his eyes lit up, and with a smile on his face he handed the brush to Jinjiao and Yinjiao.
"Master, my two new apprentices are too ignorant." Meng Qi scratched his head, smiled, and said, "Don't blame me, don't blame me. After we leave Wuguan Village, I will send them back to their hometown."
“Forget it.” Su Lin waved his hand and said to Li Huowang, who was standing next to Lu Mingfei watching the game, “Wu Jing, I want to eat fish.”
"Ah?" Li Huowang raised his head, looking confused.
Su Lin waved at Li Huowang, and when he came to his side, he pulled him closer and said again: "Get a clone and go to Liusha River to tell Pizilong, no... go tell Lao Yi that I want to eat fish."
"Oh." Li Huowang nodded.
He used his innate Qi to cultivate a real self, used the cross-border talisman to open the portal and walked in. The door just stayed open and remained open.
After a while, the hollow door was pushed open.
Qingfeng, dressed in feathery clothes, walked in holding a square wooden tray covered with a red scarf.
"Master Tang, I just remembered my master's instructions, so I asked for two ginseng fruits to quench your thirst." Qingfeng placed the wooden tray on the table in front of Su Lin and said:
"Please taste it. There is nothing else like it in my Wuzhuang Temple. It is a rare treasure."
Su Lin looked at the boy with a topknotted bun on his head and a handsome face. He looked normal, with a respectful attitude, and a slightly raised corner of his mouth with a kind smile.
However, just when he brought the wooden plate, the Reincarnation watch on his right wrist appeared for a moment and then disappeared.
Looking at it again now, the arms inside the sleeves of the feathered robe are completely white and clean, with nothing on them.
"Amitabha, good, good." Su Lin smiled and uncovered the red cloth, but he stood there in a daze, and the movements of his hands also stopped.
Five pink and tender fingers held her index fingers, which were stuck together and covered by a thin layer of skin, with blue blood vessels faintly visible.
"Ahhh."
Its limbs can move and its mouth can cry, like a child covered in blood, extremely terrifying.
But, it is indeed a fruit.
A strange fragrance soon spread throughout the room, refreshing and full of extremely rich vitality.
"Don't be afraid, holy monk. This fruit is called ginseng fruit, also known as grass elixir." Mingyue explained, "It blooms once every three thousand years and bears fruit once every three thousand years. It is more precious than the peaches in heaven!"
Qingfeng echoed, "Don't delay too long, or you'll lose your spirituality."
"Put it here first."
Su Lin raised a smile, feeling the softness coming from his fingertips, picked up the ginseng fruit and held it in his arms, shaking his body gently, "Good boy."
"Please don't let my master's kindness go to waste, holy monk." Qingfeng gave some instructions and left with Mingyue.
They didn't care whether Tang Seng's behavior was strange or not.
Only when leaving, I could vaguely hear some conversation, saying that this monk was kind-hearted but blind and could not recognize good things.
"It's a pity that Brother Li's little green bottle is not here, otherwise I could feed him something." Su Lin put down the ginseng fruit, glanced at Meng Qi over there, and walked towards the inner room with the wooden tray:
"Master is tired today and needs to rest. You evil disciples, please do not commit the sin of cannibalism."
Bang!
The door to the inner room was closed, leaving only six people and the two men, Jinjiao and Yinjiao, who were roasting meat, in the back hall.
Bang!
The door was opened again. Su Lin walked out quickly, snatched the barbecue from Jinjiao and Yinjiao's hands, turned around and walked back.
Bang!
"This bald donkey with a kind face but a black heart" Shi Hao cursed subconsciously, but found that the method of Thirty-Six Changes of Tiangang appeared in his mind, and the Nine-toothed Rake in his hand became lighter.
After leaving Gao Village this morning, he learned a "fighting method" to replenish yin and yang, and now he has learned the "Thirty-Six Changes of Tiangang", which can make him forget the monk and the wild beast in the inner room.
"Brother Monkey, you made trouble in the Heavenly Palace and stole peaches and pills." Shi Hao walked up to Meng Qi and said, "That monk doesn't know what's good, how about you get some?"
"Idiot, follow me." Meng Qi ignored Shi Hao's clenched fist and snapped his fingers, and waved his hand.
Concealing their presence and passing through the wall, they soon followed the breeze and the bright moon to a garden.
Although the process is the same, the scene in the garden is different.
The grass withered, the evil spirit was thick, and a strange smell filled the air.
Meng Qi smiled, looked at the ginseng fruit tree in the center with lush green leaves, an umbilical cord and a fully developed embryo hanging from it, and said, "Sure enough."
Qingfeng Mingyue stopped and turned to look at Meng Qi and Shi Hao, but Meng Qi was not panicked. Instead, he took a step forward and instantly appeared under the ginseng fruit tree, and slammed his golden hoop onto the tree!
The trees fell, the leaves fluttered, and the demonic aura and blood dissipated.
Qingfeng Mingyue was still watching with a strange smile on her lips, but many noises were heard in the Wuzhuang Temple, which was quiet just now.
"go!"
Taking another step forward, Meng Qi brought Shi Hao back to the back hall and shouted directly into the inner room: "Master, there is a monster here!"
Bang!
Su Lin wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, his eyes full of panic: "Where is the monster!?"
There was a knocking sound coming from outside the door, as if many people were locking several doors in the hall, preventing them from leaving.
"Master, let's go quickly before the effect of my magical power ends!" Li Huowang said rather exaggeratedly.
Meng Qi glanced around and used his sleeve to gather all the people in. Then he took a step forward and disappeared from the spot.
He left a sentence: "I won't play with you anymore, Zhen Yuanzi."
He disappeared one second, and the next second a hand grabbed nothing.
An immortal wearing a purple gold crown, a crane cloak, and bloodshot eyes asked in surprise: "How can the Sun Wukong in this world have the world up his sleeve?!"
His voice sounded like the overlapping of multiple voices, with a lingering echo.
"So what if it's different from my world? Just smelling the ginseng fruit will help me recover, my sworn brother!"
Then, he looked at the remaining portal and snorted coldly: "Let's see what tricks you are playing!"
Zhen Yuanzi emitted a black light and flew after him.
Boom! ! !
crackling
The porcelain bowl of pickled fish soup was broken into pieces all over the floor.
Zhen Yuanzi, feeling dizzy, looked up and saw a short-haired man wearing a white coat and strange clothes.
He opened his mouth and looked at Zhen Yuanzi, "I've been cooking fish soup for half a day."
(End of this chapter)