In the distance, there were two men in black and white standing on the clouds, looking at the farce in front of the gate of Daleiyin Temple from afar.

"Ha? Do you believe this monkey, are you really going to force him to force him? He really dares to smash the gate of the Da Leiyin Temple?" Master Xuandu looked at him with a smile, but his expression was different from what he said. He didn't feel that this matter would be ruined today.

Jiang Zhen glanced at him and said expressionlessly: "Xuandu, I have already understood your evil taste. You always like to hide behind and watch, but it really looks like your master. Are you not afraid that we will be noticed by those people?"

Xuan Du showed a look on his face, patted the Hunyuan Yiqi Taiqing Shentao on his waist and said, "How is that possible? Before the teacher and saint left, they left us many good treasures. This Taiqing Shentao is also very powerful to hide its breath. Even the saints cannot find it, let alone those 'visitors'."

"Duobao, what do you want to do? This is different from what we agreed on." Jiang Zhen was a little confused, but he couldn't figure out what the Buddha was thinking.

"Wait, something is wrong. Is Duobao testing something?" Xuan Du narrowed his eyes. This was the expression he used to making when he thought of some serious problems.

"What are you trying to test? It's hard..." Jiang Zhen suddenly realized something halfway through his speech, and his eyes suddenly became cold and stern: "Did the actor notice it?"

Xuan Du rubbed his chin in confusion and said, "It shouldn't be. We are all arranged along the way. Who is so impatient that he dares to hint?"

Jiang Zhen was also very confused. The journey to the west was decided by all the powerful people from the Three Realms today, unless...

"Zhen Yuanzi, you have lived enough!" Jiang Zhen thought of someone's name and his eyes narrowed.

He turned to look at Xuandu and said word by word: "I'll go find that old man to have a cup of tea, and let Duobao do all the tricks."

Xuandu nodded, turned around and pinched a magic trick, as if communicating with the Buddha, and from time to time, a look of doubt flashed across his face.

When Xuandu and Buddha decided to let the five masters and disciples enter the temple first, and when the scene was finished, Jiang Zhen's figure slowly drifted away with the wind, and I don't know where he went.

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Jiang Zhen did not go anywhere else, but came to Zhenyuanzi's old nest, Wuzhuang Temple, not the Wuzhuang Temple on earth, but the Wuzhuang Temple, the ancestor of the earthly immortals in the world outside the sky.

This is also the place where the real ginseng fruit tree is located, and the one that was pushed down by Sun Wukong was just transformed by a branch.

Why did he think of Zhen Yuanzi as soon as he said that he was missing? It was because the ancestor of the Earth Immortal and the ginseng fruit tree were engaged in life. Therefore, there are often some fragments of this powerful practice and insight in the ginseng fruit. Of course, if there are fragments of practice and insight, other fragments may naturally be included.

Originally, most of the quasi-saints of the Three Realms were used to being casual. At that time, the saints thought of this and took away most of the big guys they thought were not easy to talk to, but they couldn't keep any high-end combat power, right?

Moreover, some bigwigs are born to be unable to leave the Three Realms, such as the ancestor of the Styx in hell, Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earth immortal who practices life with the ginseng fruit tree, and some hermits who are half-life and half-death, and have had the power of reincarnation of causality before the saints became enlightened. None of these people could force them to take them away, so they could only stay.

In the past, most of them would obey the saints' decrees, but now that there are no saints, it is really not easy for you to ask Tathagata, Yunxiao, Xuandu and others to order these seniors to cooperate with them in the show.

So even if the bad things happen, they will endure it even if they make some dispensable small moves. Just like Zhen Yuanzi insisted on giving his master and apprentice a ginseng fruit to try this kind of thing. It is logical that there is no obstacle, but the most likely thing is that Zhen Yuanzi forgot to remove the divine thoughts in the ginseng fruit, and some fragments made several people notice it.

So Jiang Zhen is here.

"Zhen Yuanzi, get out of here!"

There is no magic flame, no ghost shadow, and no Dharma image real body that can lift the sky and grab the earth.

Jiang Zhen simply stood in front of Wuzhuang Temple, built in the void, facing the dojo of the boss who can now rank among the top five in the Three Realms, and asked the boss to "get out" it.

"King Qin Guang, I respect the saints three points, which does not mean that I treat you juniors the same. Why are you running to the door of my dojo now? If you can't tell me the reason, don't blame me for losing you today."

After the words came, a man came out of Wuzhuang Temple, wearing a purple gold crown and a worry-free crane cloak, a childish face and a calm face, long beards, and a fairy-like appearance.

Jiang Zhen smiled when he heard this, and drew a cloud palette in the void and wiped his hands. Then he crushed it, tilted his head and looked at Zhen Yuanzi and said, "It's just a useless person who has not obtained the holy fruit in the same era as the Three Qing Dynasties. He dares to bark in front of me? I set rules with several fellow Taoists before, and you agree. Now that you have broken the rules, I don't care about what you said just now, but just punish you to know what the rules are."

Zhen Yuanzi seemed to have heard some big joke, and smiled and pointed at Jiang Zhen and said, "You junior? Have you not been walking around the Three Realms for too long? How dare a new quasi-saint say that he has punished me a little? Come on, I want to see how you punish me a little."

Zhen Yuanzi was obviously angry and began to call on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and even used the quasi-saint's secret skills.

A strange wind suddenly blew up in this world. Jiang Zhen found that the sky above his head suddenly became dark. When he looked up, he found that it was a big sleeve covering the sky. In just a moment, he was taken into it by the big sleeve.

"Hmph, I'm not a little bit angry, I'm not very capable, so I'll punish me a little bit. Let's save your life first." Zhen Yuanzi burst into laughter, thinking that he had met some powerful opponent, but he didn't expect that he was a vernacular boy.

When he was about to walk back to the Taoist temple, he suddenly felt a strange movement in his sleeve. His eyes narrowed, his mind sinks into it, but his face changes drastically.

With a "boom" sound, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly exploded and turned into a fog in the sky. When he appeared again, he was already thousands of miles away. At this time, his image was no longer as elegant as the beginning. The purple gold crown was broken halfway, his hair was scattered a little, and the worries were broken into beggar clothes, and his face was full of embarrassment.

Jiang Zhen stood dozens of meters away from him, and it was still as ordinary as before, but there was an extra cloak behind him. The cloak was dark red, which set off the whole body. The cloak was scattered with ripples and constantly vibrated the space. Even tiny cracks appeared around the space. This was not like a magic weapon, but like the true meaning of a condensation of a flame magic power.

"Red, lotus, karma, fire!" Zhen Yuanzi looked at Jiang Zhen with gritted teeth. His beloved crane cloak had been broken. I don't know how many years it would take to make another one. I should have guessed it long ago. Most of the guys in the underworld who are not ghosts, immortals, and immortals, can cultivate their karma and cause and effect to become saints. Unexpectedly, today I was caught in the Tao, but the red lotus karma and fire beside them were all golden red and red flames. Why does the junior in front of me seem to be a little different?

"Wrong, Zhen Yuanzi, just your knowledge, you still want to become a saint?" Jiang Zhen shook his head and his figure dissipated in the space.

Zhen Yuanzi's quasi-saint's vigilance masterpiece waved his hand to lock the space around him, and made forty-nine handprints in a row, which actually set up a temporary small object-carrying earth array in the void.

But the next moment, a fist mark clearly appeared on the protective cover built by the formation. The entire formation fluctuated violently. Zhen Yuanzi was really anxious now. Even when he made three rules with these juniors and fought with Xuandu, the pressure was not so great.

He hurriedly took out a wooden stick from his sleeve. This was his magic weapon. It was related to the ginseng fruit tree. It could connect the earth, turn into thick soil, and have strong defense. Xuan Du held the Vajra and knocked it for a long time but couldn't knock open this turtle shell. In the end, there was no way to be considered a draw.

But this method seems useless to this Jiuyou Mansion Lord today. The red lotus karma fire is not in the five elements. Moreover, the Jiuyou Mansion Lord seems to have made some minor changes to the karma fire method, resulting in a blow being hit. The thick earth incarnation seemed to be about to be melted, and things fell down all over his body.

The original red lotus karma fire did not harm the body, but it was extremely restrained on the soul, so most of the underworld's Yin officials practiced this method to facilitate the suppression of the place. However, Jiang Fujun's "karma fire" not only burned the heart and soul, but also carried a hot and high temperature. Even the quasi-saint could not withstand that high temperature.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi remembered that when he first met these ten Ya Luo, what the Supreme Master said was that these ten people were reincarnated. Zhen Yuanzi was disdainful at that time, thinking that no matter how powerful he was, he could be more experienced than him. As a result, he fell into trouble here.

Xuanhuo, soul and body, were all reincarnated and rebuilt, earlier than his qualifications. I met Nuwa. Could it be that? Zhen Yuanzi thought of a terrible possibility in the incarnation of the Thick Earth, and was immediately scared that he forgot to repair the incarnation of the Thick Earth. He just asked, "Are you..."

As a result, before he finished speaking, he was caught out from the incarnation of Thick Earth by a dark red Xuanhuo hand, and he immediately pinched all his words.
Chapter completed!