The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 70 - 16 Wuzhuang Temple Ginsengfruit

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70: Chapter 16 Wuzhuang Temple, Ginsengfruit

70 -16 Wuzhuang Temple, Ginsengfruit

Everyone followed Immortal Zhenyuan up the steps.

Upon reaching the summit, they looked up into the distance.

Amid the green trees and red flowers, enveloped in layers of thin mist, a massive Daoist temple stood towering on the mountaintop.

What a sight it was!

Amidst the majestic and winding high mountains, everything else seemed so minute.

That such a vast temple was situated here was truly beyond belief.

The temple was built with red bricks and green tiles; the high walls were like winding spiritual snakes, and the green tiles shimmered with the luster of glazed glass.

Endless starlight drifted down from the sky, and rainbows formed bridges across the void.

Numerous auspicious clouds gathered, and spiritual springs gushed.

This painted an extremely splendid and beautiful scene for the entire Daoist temple.

“Immortal Zhenyuan, your Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain truly befits the sanctity of an Immortal’s Holy Land!” Laozi dismounted the Green Bull, looking at the temple in front of him with endless admiration.

“Fellow Daoist, you jest!

Kunlun Mountain is also a famed spiritual holy land in Primordial.

How could my humble Wanshou Mountain compare?” Upon hearing Laozi’s words, Zhen Yuanzi slightly shook his head.

Laozi merely smiled ambiguously.

Li Qingming, however, slightly twisted his mouth, silently thinking: “The Three Pure Ones are all devoted to pursuing the Great Dao; they hardly care about the place of cultivation.

East Kunlun Mountain, the place of cultivation for the Three Pure Ones, is no more than three thatched huts.

Judging by their expressions, I fear they may wish to renovate their grand halls upon returning!”

“Qingfeng, Ming Yue!” No longer continuing the conversation, Immortal Zhenyuan called out loudly, his clear voice seeming to pierce through the Nine Heavens.

After a while, two child-like figures around ten years old, delicate as porcelain, cracked open the gate a little and peeked out.

Upon seeing Immortal Zhenyuan, their eyes brightened.

Liang Mang opened the door wide and ran out, exclaiming, “Master is back!

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Seeing their joyous expressions was indeed delightful.

The Three Pure Ones, observing the two young daoist children, all felt an inexplicable itch in their hearts.

Zhen Yuanzi, smiling kindly, patted the heads of the two children, then sternly said, “Did you not see the many Master Uncles and Masters behind me?

Do not forget to pay your respects!”

The two children, rather shyly, glanced at the crowd, bowed together, and said, “Disciples Qingfeng and Ming Yue, we greet the esteemed predecessors!”

Laozi beamed, “Fellow Daoist, you have gathered two pieces of uncarved jade!” Next, he took out several Eight-Transformation Golden Pills and handed them to the children.

Qingfeng and Ming Yue looked up at Immortal Zhenyuan, who nodded slightly, and eagerly took them, saying, “Thank you, Predecessors!”

Laozi just waved his hand with a smile.

As Laozi, the highest in status and cultivation among the crowd, set an example, the next part of the event became very heartwarming.

Primordial Venerable gifted the children with several Acquired Spiritual Treasures he typically crafted himself; Tongtian, after scratching his head in thought, took out four life-like doppelgängers and gave them to the children.

Upon infusing the doppelgängers with their own Essence Blood, they could withstand attacks from Quasi-Saint Peak Experts three times, truly invaluable treasures.

Nuwa took out two egg-shaped items, handing one to each child.

According to her, these were produced by the Primordial Strange Beast Howling Moon Celestial Wolf; upon maturity, their power could rival that of a Daluo Golden Immortal Peak Expert.

Fu Xi brought out two antique-looking small bells for each child, their function similar to Primordial’s Soul Loss Bell; Netherworld handed over a dozen Innate Spiritual Fruits known as “Blood Grapes” from the Blood Sea, each capable of increasing one’s Mana by ten thousand years.

Li Qingming, watching what everyone had given, also sweated profusely, silently remarking that they were all indeed rich.

Although he was of the same generation as Qingfeng and Ming Yue, he too was a Quasi-Saint and felt embarrassed to give lesser gifts.

Thus, he took out two vibrantly verdant bamboo sticks and handed them to the children.

The Covering Stick, meticulously crafted by Li Qingming, had the effect of calming the mind and defending against Heart Demons, truly a supreme treasure against inner demons.

The two children, having received so many treasures, were naturally overjoyed, their faces blooming with smiles, and they hurriedly thanked everyone.

Immortal Zhenyuan, observing everyone, was also quite moved.

After a long while, Li Qingming saw that everyone was still engaging in endless pleasantries, and stepped forward to say, “Immortal Zhenyuan, are you truly going to have us stand and chat here forever?”

Zhen Yuanzi was taken aback, then burst into hearty laughter, “Hahaha, my fellow Daoists, please forgive me!

Come, let us enter the temple and continue our talk!”

Everyone together said, “Good!”

Zhen Yuanzi took the lead in front, with everyone following him into the temple.

Inside the Daoist temple, there were countless immortal ganoderma and yao grasses, red fruits, and various other Heaven and Earth treasures scattered all around.

Adorable ginseng children, moving their petite and chubby bodies, were playfully romping among the flowers, and a serene and peaceful atmosphere filled the entire temple.

Several huge spirit veins floated on the ground, with strands of pure and extremely pure innate spiritual energy continuously emanating from them.

Around the spirit veins, even massive spirit mines had formed, with the ores completely condensed from the innate spiritual energy and essence of stars.

Compared to outside the temple, it was truly a world of difference.

Zhen Yuanzi led everyone to stone benches in the back garden, and said, “Fellow Daoists, this is the Innate Spirit Root Ginsengfruit!

Please wait for a moment, I will go get the Golden Hammer to knock some down to quench everyone’s thirst!”

Everyone had already been captivated by the towering tree in the backyard.

The tree was seen with lush green branches and eerie green leaves, with leaves resembling banana leaves, stretching over a thousand feet tall, and the trunk circumference being about seventy to eighty feet.

The fruits on the tree looked like children not yet three days old, with stalks at the ends; seeing the numerous fruits bustling on the branches, moving hands and feet, nodding and shaking heads, it seemed as if there were sounds when the wind passed.

One could not help but marvel at the wonders of Creation of Heaven and Earth.

In no more than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Zhen Yuanzi floated out, carrying the Golden Hammer.

The Golden Hammer was made entirely of pure gold, about two feet long and as thick as a finger; at the bottom was a bulbous head; and it had an eye on the top, through which a green velvet rope was looped.

Everyone was exceedingly curious about the item in Zhen Yuanzi’s hand.

“Great Immortal, what is this?” asked Li Qingming, though he clearly knew the answer.

In his previous life, Li Qingming had watched the television series Journey to the West countless times.

How could he not know what the Golden Hammer was?

Zhen Yuanzi laughed and said, “My fellow Daoists, you might not know this.

This fruit is quite mystical, but it fears the Five Elements!”

“Oh?

How does it fear the Five Elements?” Tongtian took up the conversation.

“This fruit falls when it meets metal, withers when it meets wood, dissolves when it meets water, chars when it meets fire, and buries when it meets earth.

When knocking it down, one must use a golden tool, only then can it be taken down.

After being knocked down, it must be cushioned with a silk handkerchief on a tray.

If it touches any wooden utensil, it will wither, and even if consumed, it will not extend one’s life.

To eat it, one must use porcelain, dissolve it in clear water, and consume it, for encountering fire will make it char and become useless!” Zhen Yuanzi carefully explained to everyone.

“Oh?

It is indeed magical!” said Fu Xi, “Then, Fellow Daoist!

Why not quickly knock a few down for us to taste fresh!”

Zhen Yuanzi nodded slightly, “Hahaha, don’t rush, don’t rush!

I will get them right now!”