A family of three travels through time together, and the golden finger is turned on

On Wanshou Mountain stands the Five-Zhuang Temple, home to a rare treasure called the Ginseng Fruit, also known as the Grass-Returning Pill. Every ten thousand years, thirty ginseng fruits are harvested, each shaped like a newborn baby, complete with all four limbs and facial features. A lucky person who smells one of these fruits will live to 360 years old, while eating one will grant them a lifespan of 47,000 years.

This ginseng fruit will fall if it touches gold, wither if it touches wood, dissolve if it touches water, burn if it touches fire, and sink into the soil if it touches soil. Therefore, picking the fruit is a very troublesome and delicate matter.

The first thing to do when arriving at the Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain is of course to check in with the koi.

"Wow, checking in at Wuzhuang Temple is a ginseng fruit reward. There are still 99 of them, maybe even richer than Zhen Yuanzi, hahahaha, rich! I'll share them with Master, Xuanling, and Uncle Dong Wanggong and Aunt Xi Wangmu when we get back to Kunlun Mountain."

Everyone smiled knowingly when they heard this.

"Fellow Daoists, please come in."

"What a wonderful paradise! Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi is truly blessed." Dong Wanggong praised sincerely.

"Haha, who among you doesn't have a good fortune?" Zhen Yuanzi laughed.

"There really is one, but your good friend Hongyun isn't one!" Jinli muttered to himself. He didn't know why Hongyun didn't offer his seat this time, but the Daozu would grant him the Primordial Purple Qi in the future. With Hongyun's wanderlust, he was sure to be ambushed and attacked again, and the outcome wouldn't necessarily be any better than before.

"Everyone, please sit down for a while. I will go get some fruits to quench your thirst." Zhen Yuanzi invited everyone to sit down.

"Then you have to buy a few more. I haven't eaten for a long time." Hongyun didn't know what politeness was.

"I'll be back soon." Seeing Hongyun like this, Zhen Yuanzi was not angry, but rather cheerful, and decided to pick a few more fruits. When Zhen Yuanzi returned, there was a red cloth on the tray, and on the red cloth, there were several white, tender, chubby, fist-sized babies sitting upright.

"Is this the ginseng fruit?" The precious light was flowing, and it was naturally obvious that this was a good thing, but the appearance was so lifelike that it was no wonder that Tang Seng did not dare to eat it.

"Yes, there is nothing good to treat you. Just have one to quench your thirst." Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile.

"Then I won't be polite to you, fellow Taoist."

"Let's have some peaches together." Queen Mother of the West waved her hand and took out nine peaches.

"Haha, this is great, this is great. I've heard about this Xiantian Renshui Peach for a long time, but I've never seen it. Today, I'm giving away this good thing to fellow Taoist Queen Mother of the West. Let me try it." Hongyun is obviously a typical foodie.

"You're welcome, fellow Daoist Hongyun."

The days of tasting fruits and discussing philosophy are so carefree and happy.

Xuanling and Jinli were as happy as mice that fell into a rice jar. They had ginseng fruit to quench their thirst, peaches as snacks, and Sanguan magic water to make tea. The two were busy eating and drinking.

"What a wonderful day this is! I have a ginseng fruit in my left hand and a big peach in my right hand. I don't even know which one to eat first." Koi said happily, and with that chubby little face, he is so adorable.

"Haha, when have you been short of peaches since you came to Xi Kunlun? How come this ginseng fruit has grown like this? I can only eat it with my eyes closed." After Xuan Ling said this, he closed his eyes and bit off the baby's head in one bite.

"Hahaha, don't eat all of them and then lose the flavor." Koi joked with a smile, thinking he would look like Zhu Bajie.

"I closed my eyes, I didn't swallow it all in one gulp." Xuan Ling replied speechlessly. He ate the fruit and listened to their discussion, occasionally helping to add more tea.

"My two fellow Taoists, you really have a treasure mountain in your hands but you don't even realize it!" When talking about the fight for the throne in Zixiao Palace this time, Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi didn't know why the saint wanted to specially give them the cushion, and now they are talking about this doubt.

"What do you mean by this, Daoist Dong Wanggong?"

"Daoyou Zhenyuanzi holds the Book of Earth. The battle between Daoists and demons destroyed all the veins of the Western Earth. I really don't want any of your immense merits."

"So that's how it is." Zhen Yuanzi suddenly realized, how could he have been so blinded before? He hadn't even thought of such a simple thing.

"That's why the two people in the West are looked at differently. It's because that person has a cause and effect relationship with the West." Hongyun also understood.

"In that case, I will go now. You all must come with me." Zhen Yuanzi thought that it was better to be early than late. It was already so late, so he had to race against time.

"Haha, let's go together." Hongyun was definitely going.

"Let's go together." Sanqing also said that the opportunity to earn merit should not be missed.

The group began to trace the western earth veins from the west of Wanshou Mountain. Dong Wanggong, Xi Wangmu, and Xuan Ling had already done this once, and now they were quite adept at it, generously sharing their experience. Xuan Ling suddenly had the idea that perhaps Hongyun could contend for the Sainthood.

"Uncle Zhen Yuanzi, Uncle Hongyun." They were divided into three groups, each combing a different direction.

"Xiao Xuanling is here, is there something wrong?"

"It's something very important." Xuan Ling was very serious.

"Haha, you talk and we'll listen." The two looked at Xuan Ling happily.

"You two uncles all know about the first calamity of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, right? At that time, the Ancestral Dragon, the Primordial Phoenix, and the First Qilin each gathered the luck of their clans to achieve the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Dao Fruit."

"exactly."

"After the Dao-Demon War, the gap between the East and the West is obvious. The East has produced many talented people. If Uncle Hongyun wants to compete, the West is a good place to start. After all, Uncle Zhenyuanzi has the Earth Book in his hands. If the two uncles work together, the fortune of the West will not be worse than that of the East."

"It just occurred to me. I still have two more sermons to give. Uncles, just do good things and don't worry about the future. Who can predict the future?"

"Well, we know what to do. Let's go back quickly, otherwise the Eastern King and the Western Queen Mother will come to ask for us."

"Well, Uncle Zhenyuanzi and Uncle Hongyun, Xuanling will leave first." After Xuanling finished speaking, he turned into a stream of light and returned to the side of the King of the East and the Queen Mother of the West.

"You are truly a child favored by heaven and earth, dear brother Hongyun. When it comes to the path of Taoism, we must always strive for it." Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help sighing as he watched Xuan Ling leave.

"Brother Zhen Yuanzi, I, Hongyun, am not a fool. When it comes to the path of Taoism, I will definitely listen to your advice more in the future." Hongyun is a good man, but he is not a fool.

"How is it? How did they both decide?" Dong Wanggong asked Xuan Ling who had returned.

"Anyway, the seeds have been planted, so let's just wait for them to blossom and bear fruit. This primitive world must be a different one, so that our trip will not be in vain." Xuan Ling also had a sudden thought. The two saints in the West were really too shameless. It was not known whether it was regional discrimination or they were influenced by the analysis in the novels they read. Anyway, even if they still followed the original trajectory, they would not lose anything. But if Hongyun really became a saint, then they would have two more allies. Isn't that good?

Not to mention Hong Yun becoming a saint, having another saint as a backup, even Zhen Yuanzi, who masters the Book of Earth, would be invincible against a saint. If these few words could gain two more powerful allies, it would be a win-win in every way.

Three thousand years passed in a flash, and everyone gathered in Zixiao Palace again.

"That person must be one of the twelve ancient witches transformed from Pangu's blood essence, the ancient witch Hou Tu."