Chaos Spirit Field

As night fell, the westbound team rested. In a secret room at Wuzhuang Temple, three people were arguing. Qingfeng said, "Master, you're too impulsive! You knocked down the ginseng fruit tree without even discussing it."

Mingyue interrupted, "Qingfeng, the master has his own ideas."

Zhen Yuanzi said, "My two Taoist friends, I have come to you to discuss who should heal this ginseng fruit tree. One is Nuwa, and the other is Zhao Zilong."

Mingyue said, "Master, it's Zhao Zilong. I can't owe a favor to a saint. Nuwa has too many troubles. I can't get involved."

Qingfeng interrupted, "Zhao Zilong is too mysterious. He has as many troubles as Nuwa."

Zhen Yuanzi said, "My two Taoist friends, if Zhao Zilong were to treat him, he would need the ginseng fruit tree."

Mingyue thought for a while and said in unison: "Master, you already have the answer in your heart, why bother asking us two."

"The three of us are one, how can I make decisions on my own?"

Hiding underground, Zhao Shanhe was startled. He had underestimated Zhen Yuanzi. No wonder he looked down on Lu Ya. It turned out he had already slashed the Three Corpses. This method of slashing the Three Corpses was more interesting than the Manifold Technique. Each body had its own independent mind. If it were grown from the Primal Chaos Spirit Field, it would probably be even more interesting.

The next morning, Zhen Yuanzi came over and said, "Xuanzang, I've figured it out. I can give Zhao Zilong a piece of ginseng fruit tree root. As for whether he can grow it alive, it depends on his ability."

Zhao Shanhe replied, "Senior Zhen Yuanzi, as long as the things you give me are okay, Zhao Zilong will definitely be able to grow them. I've given you the method, now I can travel west."

"Xuanzang, as the saying goes, a good person should be a good person to the end, and a good person should be a good person to the end. I have no friendship with Zhao Shanhe, so I have to trouble you with this matter."

Zhao Shanhe teased, "Senior Zhen Yuanzi, it seems your shamelessness is only directed at me. How about we follow the story in Journey to the West? Which of my disciples would you like to become sworn brothers with? Zhu Bajie is a disciple of a saint, so consider it. If you're not willing, how about Sha Wujing, the Emperor of Heaven's confidant? Long Shisi is also good, the consort of the Dragon Palace in the West Sea."

Zhen Yuanzi's heart was pounding. This Xuanzang was really too mean. He said, "Let Sun Wukong go first."

Zhao Shanhe wrote a letter and gave it to Sun Wukong. He said, "Wukong, go to Sanxian Island and deliver the letter to Zhao Zilong. As long as he accepts the letter, don't worry about anything else."

"Master, I am leaving now."

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Sun Wukong's departing back and said, "Xuanzang, Yuan Hong's background is extraordinary. Aren't you afraid of backlash if you treat him like this?"

Zhao Shanhe replied calmly, "Senior Zhen Yuanzi, none of my three disciples have it easy. If the journey west is successful, they will be grateful, and the hardship will be worth it."

"What if it fails?"

"Xuanzang is gone, who are they going to seek revenge on?"

Zhen Yuanzi teased, "Isn't there still Zhao Shanhe?"

Zhao Shanhe said self-deprecatingly, "Zhao Shanhe, who lives off his wife, is invincible. They're not stupid, so why would they bother looking for trouble?"

“You may not lose.”

"Thank you for your kind words. I think so too. After all, Heaven is on my side. I'm happy to have a drink. You should also get some good wine. Vegetarian wine is too bland and tasteless."

"Mingyue, prepare a good feast and bring me some good wine. I want to drink a few cups with the holy monk."

Zhao Shanhe and Zhen Yuanzi were drinking at Wuzhuang Temple. Sun Wukong also arrived at Sanxian Island. He shouted inside, "Sun Wukong is here to deliver a letter on the orders of my master. I'd like to see the deputy leader of the Chan Sect."

Zhao Zilong came out of the Three Immortals Island. He took the letter, read it, and said, "This Xuanzang is really going to cause trouble for me. You can leave now."

Sun Wukong turned and left without asking any more questions. The scene changed, and a man arrived outside Wuzhuang Temple. Zhao Shanhe, who was drinking, said, "Senior Zhen Yuanzi, my sworn brother is here. Let's go and greet him."

Zhao Shanhe left first, and Zhen Yuanzi followed behind, keeping his status as a leader. Zhao Zilong saw Xuanzang and said, "What do you want from me?"

"The ginseng fruit tree has fallen over, and I need your help to prop it up. Senior Zhen Yuanzi is willing to give me the ginseng fruit tree."

"I understand. This time it's not you begging me. The Tathagata Buddha is the benevolent corpse of the Master Tongtian. Be careful. I can't deal with the saint."

"Thank you for reminding."

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi emerged from Wuzhuang Temple. Zhao Zilong approached him and said in a deep voice, "Zhen Yuanzi, when beating a dog, you must look at its owner. How can I let you bully my sworn brother? Take it."

Zhen Yuanzi's expression grew solemn. He sensed the powerful aura of Zhao Zilong and knew that this young man was not to be underestimated. The two men engaged in a fierce mid-air battle, each refusing to yield.

In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged hundreds of blows, each one incredibly powerful, causing the surrounding sky and earth to change color. Finally, after a fierce collision, Zhao Zilong stood firmly in the sky, while Zhen Yuanzi fell to the ground.

Zhao Zilong looked at Qingfeng and Mingyue below and said loudly, "Zhen Yuanzi, this is not your full strength. This lord's victory is somewhat unfair."

Zhen Yuanzi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Zhao Zilong with admiration. He said, "The waves behind push the waves ahead, and each generation is stronger than the previous one. The reputation of the deputy leader of the Chan Sect is well-deserved. Even if I use all my strength, I can't defeat you."

Zhao Zilong smiled faintly upon hearing this, and slowly descended from the sky. After landing, he respectfully bowed to Zhen Yuanzi and said, "Zhao Zilong, the second-generation disciple of Yuxu Palace, greets you, Senior. I wonder if you're serious about the reward you mentioned?"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Zhao Zilong, nodded, and said, "Zhao Zilong, if you can save my ginseng fruit tree, I am willing to give you a piece of the root of the ginseng fruit tree as a reward."

"Senior, please wait a moment. I will be back soon."

Zhao Zilong left in a hurry. Zhen Yuanzi was stunned for a moment. He asked in confusion, "Xuanzang, where did Zhao Zilong go?"

Xuanzang said, "Senior Zhen Yuanzi, I'm afraid my sworn brother doesn't trust you. He's probably already left with his reward."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi hurried to the backyard of Wuzhuang Temple. He saw that the ginseng fruit tree he had knocked down had stood up again, radiating vitality. That Zhao Zilong was indeed terrifying, treating the Wuzhuang Temple's formations as nothing. He had underestimated him.

At this moment, Sun Wukong returned. Seeing Zhao Shanhe outside the Wuzhuang Temple, he said, "Master, Zhao Zilong received your letter and sent me back. I wonder if he's willing to help."

Xuanzang said, "Wukong, Zhao Zilong has healed the ginseng fruit tree and has left. Now that you and Zhen Yuanzi have sworn brotherhood, it's time for us to set off."