Has anyone heard the sound of seeds sprouting in the soil?

A crisp, fresh, full of vitality and cheerful voice that makes people feel excited.

Jiangyu has heard such crisp sounds countless times. When he was still sitting cross-legged in the valley of Kunlun Mountain, the grass seeds beside him sprout quietly, growing quietly, withering quietly, accumulating strength to wait for another burst of the next year. Spring is here, and the spring rain is moist, and countless grass seeds are breaking the seed skin underground. The dense sounds seem to be hundreds of millions of fried soybeans explode in their ears, making people itchy all over their hair, as if there is a surging vitality in their body and want to rush out of their body. It is the most beautiful light sound in the world, subtle but extremely grand, representing the light, life, vitality, and other most wonderful powers in the universe.

When the white Buddha light suddenly burst, it emitted the crisp sound of the seeds when they sprouted. A very subtle sound was almost exactly the same as the heavenly sounds that Jiangyu had heard. The Buddha light broke like a seed coat, but what burst out inside was not life, but death. A light golden arm wrapped in bones emerged from the Buddha light, and the arm that seemed to be cut off by a elbow, with five fingers slightly bent

Toward the sky, it seemed like something was holding. On the five fingers, there was a very thin wisp of flame swaying slowly. The green one was Tushita Tiantai Qinghuo, the purple one was Tianwai Tian Burning Shenlihuo, the milky white one was the glazed pure fire in the Western Pure Land World, and the slightly black and bloody red one was the red lotus karma fire in the six reincarnations. The outer layer of golden and milky white core was the red flame in the middle of the golden middle, which was a little innate pure yang sun true fire.

Five inconspicuous flames released endless light and heat. The Houtu Yuanli was burned by the heat and broke away. Countless huge rocks that rubbed each other were burned into magma and fell down and dissipated in the air. The golden dead arm emitted a layer of very light colorful Buddha light, covering eleven monks with smiles, but were not attacked by the slightest heat. The eyes of the Earth Cang Formation, the more than a hundred small mountains swayed in a flash, and were rushing by the heat flow emitted by the flames, as if the tree was beaten by huge waves--GreenＪＦ￥shu&net-- said leisurely: "Stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade, that's all."

Seeing the two old Taoists quarreled over these things, Jiang Yu hurriedly jumped up and said, "Master, Master, Master, Master, Don't argue anymore. I am naturally practicing the ** mysterious skill, but this external elixir will not miss it. If you practice the ** mysterious skill, you will naturally have hope of ascension in the future. But this external elixir has great uses. Now the disciple is catching the wind camp with his palms, and the soldiers in the camp have the cultivation of the first golden elixir. This is a major event that increases the strength of our Taoist sect in the secular world."

The two Taoists looked at each other and nodded and smiled. Jiang Yu smiled a few times. Just as he was about to put the scroll on his hand, the jade slip into the bag on his waist, but he saw that his bag was attacked by the anger just now. It had been completely refined into a tattered cloth bag. Fortunately, Jiang Yu had nothing shameful in his hand. The jade slip that recorded the mind method of the Wangyue Sect also looked an inconspicuous piece of jade, but he was not afraid of being seen by others.

Master Xianmiao saw Jiang Yu stuffing the scroll and the jade slip into an ordinary cloth pocket. He couldn't help but frown, and took off a half-foot-long light green exquisite arm guard from his hand and handed it to Jiang Yu: "Forget it, you are also a practitioner of Taoism, how can you still use these things from the world? Master can't use this arm guard, you can just hold it. It's useless, but it's very large space inside, and it can hold several mountains. Your master has asked Master for it several times but didn't give it to him. Now it's just a good deal."

Jiang Yu was stunned and took the extremely exquisite arm guard with thousands of delicate flower and grass patterns carved on it and put it on his hand. Zhenren Xianmiao said it had no other use, but as soon as Jiang Yu put it on, he felt a very weak air covering him. He could no longer feel the temperature change in the outside world. Obviously, this arm guard still had its wonderful use. He always regarded it as a good thing to mix into the Three Immortal Sect of Penglai as a good thing to take advantage of. Jiang Yu, who has no attachment to the Three Immortal Sect of Penglai, still has no feelings for the Three Immortal Sect of Penglai, but he really has a little admiration for Zhenren Xianmiao. As for Zhenren Puji, Jiang Yu has a great favor for him - who told him to pass on his experience in alchemy to Jiang Yu?

Just as I was about to say a few polite words that a younger generation who was infinitely loyal to the master and respected the elders in this situation, a lion-like roar suddenly sounded: "Namo Amitabha, fellow Taoists, have taken away my teachings and tools for no reason, and today I have destroyed my 'Buddha Hand Lantern Temple'. You should give me an explanation to the Great Landa Temple in Tianzhu." With this loud voice, a big man with a bamboo stick came step by step from a distance. He was extremely slow, but he crossed several miles apart. At the beginning, it was just a vague shadow, and the lingering sound was still echoing in the air. However, the monk had already walked into the forest where the battle had just been destroyed to the plain.

He glanced at the eleven monks who were struggling and vomiting blood. The old monk with a stubborn face and a sneered and nodded, "Everyone from Central Plains, my disciples, have taken care of with diligent care. Hehe, okay, okay, okay, you are one by one of the same seniority as me, but you are here to bully my disciples. What's the reason?" Two white lights shot out in the old monk's eyes, and a blood-red cinnabar mole between his eyebrows was about to fly, obviously he was extremely angry.

Jiang Yu jumped out with most of his body and pointed at the old monk and said angrily: "Bald donkey, why are you clamoring here? All the seniors in our sect are here, are you willing to be here? You said, Master Yu, I, seniors, bully your disciples, his grandmother, eleven of your disciples, who are not of higher seniority than Master Yu, how can we join forces to chase Master Yu? Humph, if they hadn't released such a fierce thing as the 'Buddha' lamp', how could they be beaten to death by the seniors in our sect like this?"

"Nothing nonsense, the 'Buddha's hand lamp' is the most treasure of my Buddhist devil refining!" The old monk was a little unhappy.

"Fart! So what about the ultimate treasure for the devil? Isn't it a weapon? Look at the kitchen knife that the people used to cut meat. If it is used to kill people, it is also a weapon!" Jiang Yu turned around, and the pink skin that had just grown on his back, buttocks, and thighs looked so dazzling and ugly. Jiang Yu slapped the place where he was burned just now and shouted angrily: "The ultimate treasure for the devil, the ultimate treasure for the devil, can you monk use it to refine human oil? What's the difference between this and the demons in evil ways? It's just that the devil refining human oil is used to bring an electric light. You monk refined human oil, but said it was just to subdue demons and eliminate demons! Could it be that I am his grandmother's demon?"

The sword in his hand shook, Jiang Yu took a few steps forward, and the tip of the sword almost hit the old monk's nose: "Old bald donkey, tell me, is my Yu Ye a demon?" Jiang Yu released the breath on his body. The pure and unimperfections were filled with the freshest vitality in the world, which actually caused a small piece of green grass buds to drill out from the ground nearby. Such vitality, so pure and peaceful, so powerful and without any evil aura, it was not something that the demon could have. The old Taoists behind him smiled and shouted in their hearts for Jiang Yu's clamor. They couldn't stand it and quarrel with the old monk.

The old Taoists couldn't stand it, but the old monk was not much better. He looked helplessly at the burned skin behind Jiang Yu, and then felt the pure aura on Jiang Yu's body. After a long time, he sighed: "Namo Amitabha, the little Taoist's words are quite biased. The little Taoist is not a demon, this is an obvious thing. But it cannot be said that my disciple sacrificed the 'Buddha's hand lamp', which deliberately hurts people's lives. If it is said to hurt people's lives, the sharp sword in the Taoist's hand will be more capable of killing animals?" The old monk couldn't help but slow down his tone and began to reason with Jiang Yu. With his identity, he could not be as clamoring as Jiang Yu.

A few sneering, Jiang Yu showed the true face of a rogue in front of the old Taoist: he pulled the Kunpeng sword heavily towards his thigh, and with the power of the sword spirit weapon level plus the Taishang Qinghuo opening the Taoist, and the strange power that Jiang Yu himself possessed, he could not resist it with his early copper body. Jiang Yu's thigh was pulled a big hole about a foot long and an inch deep, and blood was gushing.

There was a little burnt smell coming from the hole. He sneered and looked at the stunned old monk, shouting loudly: "Yu Master is using this sword to cut his thighs to play with! Old monk, what are your 'Buddha Hand Lantern' for? What's not a weapon? If you have the ability, you can burn the red lotus karma fire on your thighs, and I will pay you a magic weapon of the same level as the 'Buddha Hand Lantern'?"

The Master Xianmiao clapped and shouted loudly, "The Three Pure Ones are above, and my dear grandson is very true! Master, we don't rely on people to bully you. You burn the red lotus karma fire on you for a cup of tea. If you can be as safe and sound as my disciple, I will pay you a top-level spiritual weapon! Our family will give you the God-Suppressing Tower! We are not surprised that your Buddhist magic weapon is still there!"

He was so scared that he was stunned, so he was afraid of being desperate. Jiang Yu slashed his thigh with a sword and said that the sword in his hand was not a weapon, but was used to cut his own flesh to play with. The old monk had no words at all. With his identity, he would definitely not be entangled with Jiang Yu in this matter, unless he could burn the Red Lotus Karma Fire on him for a while to prove that the "Buddha Hand Lantern" was not a weapon, but a tool for lighting and reading. But how many people in the world can withstand the burning of the Red Lotus Karma Fire? That is a vicious thing that will go to hell and reincarnate with a touch.

He looked at Jiang Yu deeply, deeply and extremely deep, and the old monk nodded and sneered, "Namo Amitabha, this 'Buddha lamp' is fine. This Taoist friend is a weapon, and the weapon is unknown, but what if it is destroyed? But the God-Suppressing Tower and the Seven-Treasure White Lotus Tab need to be returned to me, otherwise, this matter must not be abandoned."

Jiang Yu applauded and said, "This matter cannot be abandoned! Old monk, come with me to the Ministry of Justice of the Tang Dynasty! When the envoys of the Fusang Kingdom, a vassal state of our Tang Dynasty, returned to China a few months ago, a group of evil men attacked the envoys, killed nearly 3,000 Fusang envoys and accompanied the envoys, and plundered all kinds of rare treasures to the market price of more than 10 million yuan! The weapon left on the scene was the God-Suppressing Tower." Wiping the unscrupulous tears in his eyes, Jiang Yu sighed, "Poor Fusang envoy Ji Beizhen, I was sent to the Shanghai ship by Jiang Yu, originally hoping to turn around Fusang, but I knew it was harmed by pirates."

Zhenren Xianmiao smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed. He shouted loudly: "Good Sun, what is said is, the pirate harmed the Fusang envoy Ji Beizhen. The broken sea boat floated on the beach outside Yangzhou City. On a broken wooden board, there was the seven-treasure white lotus treasure pagoda, but it was broken, leaving only a golden body relic. It can be seen that Ji Beizhen and the vicious pirate fought to the death, but also destroyed a magic weapon. Dare Sun, are the god-suppressing tower and the golden body relic now placed in the Ministry of Justice for evidence of crime?"

"Hey, hey, isn't it? You are wise. Both cases alarmed me, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. The Emperor said, who dared to attack the envoys of my Tang Dynasty vassal state, would be slapping me, the Tang Dynasty. If he knew who was behind the scenes, he would definitely not give up with the thief. The Emperor also said that he would track down the identity of the master behind the scenes from the God-Suppressing Tower and the Golden Relic, but he knew that someone was coming to the tank today." Jiang Yu smiled shamelessly at the old monk and said in a gesture: "Master, who is Gao Xianzhi? "

The old monk was stunned for a long time, and his mind turned millions of thoughts. He took action on the spot. He must not be the opponent of these dozen Taoists of the same generation as him, not to mention that there are still many Taoists hiding on Mount Zhongnan. According to what Jiang Yu said, he went to sue and wanted to get back these two magic weapons? The old monk was not so stupid that he led the army to attack the Fusang envoys, but this matter was there. If he really investigated it, he would be afraid that Li Longji would be furious and immediately ordered all monks and nuns in the world to return to secular life and completely eradicate the Buddhist lineage.

After thinking for a while, the old monk could only give in for a moment and took the anger. He looked at Jiang Yu in great depth, nodded and praised: "Okay, fellow Taoists in the Central Plains, are your generation's guardians so sharp. Hehe, the few selected by my Buddhism are incredible. Today, I don't care much about it. My disciples and these two disciples, can I take them away?" He raised his hand, and a golden light enveloped the eleven monks.

Zhenren Xianmiao smiled and said with an indifferent look on his face: "Forget it, let's give up today's affairs, but my Taoist sect is not too damning. The master's disciples ruined the sins of the forests of Zhongnan Mountain, but did not care about them. If there is another monk who dares to come to touch my Zhongnan Mountain, don't blame me for going to Tianzhu for a walk." After a pause, Zhenren Xianmiao asked the old monk: "Master, I heard that the Tianzhu Buddhism is fighting very hard with another sect now. I wonder if it is right or not?"

The old monk's face darkened and he didn't say anything. He swept the golden light in his hand, pulled up a group of disciples and turned around and left. However, Zhenren Xianmiao refused to let him go. He continued to smile with his hands on his back and asked, "By the way, I haven't asked the master's Dharma name yet?"

"I am the monk of the Divine Elephant of the Landau Temple." The old monk said a few words, used his magical powers, took a few steps, and disappeared immediately.

Jiang Yu waited until the old monk disappeared, and then suddenly jumped up: "Master, uncle, help, help!" He hurriedly covered the wound on his thigh and whined: "Help! There is the damn Taishang Qinghuo on this sword. My flesh is almost burned, and the wound can't fit in no matter how hard it is!" A large piece of land under Jiang Yu's feet turned into a purple color by blood, which looked so ugly. Puji Zhenren ran over, and a bunch of medicine powder was sprinkled on Jiang Yu's wound, and immediately stopped the blood. A trace of light green anger emerged, and the wound gradually began to heal. After only a few breaths, there was no sign of such a large wound in that place, leaving only a pink mark.

Zhenren Xianmiao laughed out loud and bragged about Jiang Yu's cleverness and ability toward more than a dozen fellow peers. He slashed his thigh with a sword, forcing the old monk Shenxiang to swallow his anger and couldn't tell the truth. Jiang Yu's performance this time really made Zhenren Xianmiao feel happy. There are so many Taoists in the Central Plains Taoist Sect who practice hard, but there are only one person who is smart and useless protection. What is the role of the guardian? Isn't it just to protect the interests of the Taoist Sect in the world? As a guardian, he does not need too strong strength. The Taoist Sect does not lack great powers that can surround the world. On the contrary, a good brain is the most important thing.

The old Taoists praised Jiang Yu for saying a few words today that forced the monk Shenxiang to avoid the edge of the storm and hurriedly left. Although, if Jiang Yu was only present and there were no more than a dozen old Taoists to press the formation, the monk Shenxiang had already waved his bamboo stick to kill Jiangyu. Today's work was not entirely Jiangyu's credit, but at least these old Taoists saw the capable side of Jiangyu. At least Jiang Yu's nonsense had already made the old monk afraid--he would never dare to do too much.

Extraordinary, let Jiang Yu lead the matter to Li Longji. Overall, this time the Taoist sect had an overwhelming advantage. If there was no big accident, the God-Suppressing Tower and the golden body relics could be legitimately taken to the Taoist sect. After all, these two treasures are still nominally in the Ministry of Justice. Isn’t it possible for the Buddhist sect to send out their disciples, even if the worldly power is used to retrieve these two "crimes" from the Ministry of Justice.

The old Taoists took Jiang Yu back to Louguan, comforted Jiang Yu a few words, and after each of them gave Jiang Yu some benefits, the group of old Taoists immediately scattered, and they didn't know which secret cave in Zhongnan Mountain. In the hut, Zhenren Xianmiao, Zhenren Yuanhua and Jiang Yu were left with three others. Zhenren Xianmiao gave a wink at Zhenren Yuanhua. Zhenren Yuanhua nodded and walked out of the hut and closed the door. A colorful light flashed outside the house. It was obvious that Zhenren Yuanhua had set up a layer of ban outside the house.

Master Xianmiao looked at the tea Moer who was flipped in the tea cup in his hand for a while, and then said slowly: "Good disciple, you did a good job today, which made the old monk defeated me. Master I am very happy." He raised his head and saw Jiang Yu look respectfully posing for listening, Master Xianmiao nodded with satisfaction: "Do you feel strange, why are there so many elders gathering here in Zhongnan Mountain Tower and Guantai? Haha, Master Xuan doesn't hide it from you. These elders gather here just to wait for a volume of underworld gold seals that will appear in Zhongnan Mountain in the near future. This matter has nothing to do with you, but you don't have to take it to heart."

Jiang Yu nodded as if he suddenly realized: "The thirty-six blessed lands of feelings and the seventy-two caves, Zhongnan Mountain is also the same?"

Zhenren Xianmiao smiled a few times and looked at Jiang Yu with praise: "This is one of them, but it has not yet reached the official opening. It is just that the underworld golden chapter has lost the restriction and is about to be born first. The golden chapter records some very mysterious immortal techniques, which can be used to step into the moon and go deep into the underworld, with infinite uses. When the master gets it, you will naturally have a copy of it."

Jiang Yu hurriedly knelt down to Zhenren Xianmiao and said, "The master's great kindness is hard to repay the disciples."

After a smile, Zhenren Xianmiao said leisurely: "Forget it, there is no need for too much courtesy. In the future, this blessing in the cave is open, and there are still many benefits. If you have a little benefit, you will kowtow a few times, and your head will be broken. The Master left you, but he wants to explain extra things to you." His face darkened, Zhenren Xianmiao said coldly: "You mobilize all the people you can use, and the Master issued a decree. All the disciples of my Taoist sect in Chang'an City are assigned by you. 40% of the officials in the court respect me, the Three Pure Daozu, and you can do your best to cooperate with you."

Gripping his teeth, Zhenren Xianmiao snorted coldly, "Cheer thoroughly check whether the Tianzhu Buddhism has done some mysterious in Chang'an City, otherwise why did the old monk Shenxiang come so quickly! When he used the Zen technique to collect the three wisps of flames, the master realized that he was still in Tianzhu. After only healing your wounds for a while, he actually came to the Central Plains. Hum, where is the reason in the world? If the magical powers of those monks were so great, what would the monk Xuanzang work hard to go to Tianzhu to seek scriptures? Ask Sun Xingzhe, who is now by your side, the snow-capped mountains, deserts, and other evil things along the way, but can you live so easily?"

Frowning, Jiang Yu shook his head and said, "Master, my disciples don't understand what Master said? Is it very difficult to come from India to the Tang Dynasty?"

Zhenren Xianmiao nodded and said in a deep voice: "Of course it is extremely difficult. Although Tianzhu and Tubo are separated by a mountain, there are nine heavenly gale winds and boundless sands on the mountain. Hehe, if you want to come from the snow mountain, you must walk down with your body. Without several months of hard work, how could you reach the Central Plains? Xuanzang did not dare to choose this path back then. If he used his magical powers in that mountain, the only consequence would be that the gale wind would enter his body and his soul would be scattered immediately. Unless they could reach the first-class immortal cultivation level, how could they come to the Central Plains so quickly?"

Jiang Yu understood the meaning of the true man Xianmiao, and he smiled and said, "So that's it. Master Zu suspects that those monks from Tianzhu who came to the Central Plains first set up some formations and other things that can allow the monks from Tianzhu to come to my Central Plains directly? This is a great matter. The disciples will definitely find it clearly and give the master an explanation." Jiang Yu was also shocked and puzzled. He learned from the classics of Wangyue Sect that it was difficult to walk from Tianzhu to the Central Plains. That big mountain range blocked the road, and the gang wind and sand were not easy to mess with. If he turned from the sea, he would definitely encounter the three immortals of Penglai, the sect of Yiqi Immortal Sect, which had great power overseas.

, they cannot tolerate their way from the sea. The monks of Tianzhu who have no Taoism all come by detours from the Dashi side, which takes several years. The monks with great strength walk from the snowy mountain to the Tubo Plateau and then enter the Central Plains. There are many strange monsters in the snowy mountain, and there are various natural dangers. These monks also take several months to pass through smoothly. It is precisely because of the isolation of natural dangers that the Taoist sect of the Central Plains can overwhelm one end of the Buddhist sect in the Middle Earth. If the monks of Tianzhu really have a way to come to the Central Plains from Tianzhu instantly, this thing will be a little wrong. How can you let others sleep soundly on the side of the bed?

After grabbing his beard, Jiang Yu figured out the key point and promised to find out the mystery. Zhenren Xianmiao looked at Jiang Yu with satisfaction, and carefully pointed out the things he needed to pay attention to in his practice. At the same time, he strictly warned Jiang Yu - he was strictly forbidden to indulge in the alchemy techniques given to him by Zhenren Puji, and Jiang Yu was strictly forbidden to waste too much time to refine alchemy and play. Zhenren Xianmiao said unceremoniously: "Penglai Three Immortal Sects, one sect refines inner alchemy, one sect refines gold body, and the other sects who practice the external elixir. The external elixir is also a kind of golden elixir road, but it is always the bright and smooth path. The foundation of our Taoist Sect is still in its own cultivation. ** Before the mysterious skill reaches the sixty level, you are not allowed to study these side techniques."

Seeing Jiang Yu hesitating, Zhenren Xianmiao immediately took a lot of money and said, "Master knows that your Wind Catching Camp consumes too many elixirs. Don't worry, when the Master finished the work on Zhongnan Mountain, he will go back to the island and find a fellow disciple to help you refine dozens of elixirs. What you want is not a great elixir, but some tiger and wolf medicines that are soaring that they don't consider taking elixirs. What are these despicable elixirs worth?"

Speaking of this, Zhenren Xianmiao couldn't help but praise Jiang Yu again. How could he have thought of such a wonderful idea? He used the despicable elixir to apply medicine to the drugs. In his opinion, if he succeeded with such a person using the despicable spiritual pills to improve his skills, he would be an excellent thug, but if he failed, he could not be involved in any great causal relationship because of the heavy sins of the thug. This idea was really wonderful. Zhenren Xianmiao praised Jiang Yu's behavior vigorously and encouraged him to develop the wind-catching camp to a scale of 10,000 people as soon as possible. Jiang Yu was so amused and laughed - Li Longji only gave him a 2,000-person organization.

When Zhenren Xianmiao was cheering Jiang Yu and drawing beautiful big cakes for Jiang Yu, the mountain where Lou Guantai was located suddenly vibrated, and a faint dragon roar came from the deep underground below the mountain. Zhenren Xianmiao's eyes lit up and shouted loudly: "The underworld in Zhongnan is opened, and the golden seal of the underworld is about to fly out. Good disciples and masters are coming. Since you have encountered this, it is also your opportunity. Let's see if you have any luck."

Zhenren Xianmiao grabbed the Jiangyu, and his body flashed, but he had already arrived in a valley that had been spreading several miles away. More than a dozen old Taoists and more than a hundred middle-aged and old Taoists had arrived here. Now he was nervous about urging the qi and opening the formation that had been arranged to prevent the golden chapters of the underworld from flying away.

Before the old Taoists were ready, a large hole of more than ten feet in the middle of the valley suddenly opened, and a rich blue-purple mist sprayed into the sky, and a golden light rushed up indescribably fast. All the old Taoists present exclaimed, and at the same time used their body skills to chase the golden light, using the forbidden method to capture the golden light.

Only Jiangyu smelled an attractive fragrance in the blue and purple mist, which was an extremely clear and transparent fragrance that made people relax their whole body.

Jiang Yu rushed to the edge of the hole that was about to close, and he stretched his hand towards the hole with one hand. He grabbed a vine as thick as a bowl, pulled the vine up and pulled it hard.

With a slight sound of "crack", a strange vine that was more than a hundred feet long and transparent in the whole body was pulled out by Jiangyu. The root system of the vine was broken by more than a dozen, and a bright lilac liquid spurted out from that part, and happened to be sprayed on Jiangyu's body. The liquid, which was about one small bowl, was touched by Jiangyu, immediately turned into a slight smoke and penetrated into Jiangyu's body. The moon-watching Xuangang in Jiangyu's body suddenly seemed like a bull who had taken the medicine of tigers and wolfs, rushed wildly, and the amount of the qi surged, causing Jiangyu's meridians to burst into pain.

In the sky, Master Puji suddenly smelled a fragrance. He lowered his head and happened to see the vine on Jiangyu's hand that was more than a hundred feet long and was still beating and struggling like a snake. He couldn't help but scream: "Sanqing Saint, the jade fruit in the center of the earth, there is such a spiritual vein in the world? In the middle, my little ancestor, you must hold it tight and don't let it run away! My ancestor, don't let it go, don't let it go, don't let it go!" Master Puji didn't know whether it was crying or laughing, but it gave Jiangyu the feeling, like a boar tied to a wooden rack and was about to be killed.

Jiang Yu also knew that he seemed to have picked up something extraordinary, the earth-center jade fruit, which was nothing recorded in the classics of Wangyue Sect. He did not dare to neglect, and his hands tightly pinched the agile and bouncing vine, and his whole body pressed on it. At this time, he saw that the vine more than a hundred feet long had a dozen deep purple translucent that was the size of a child's fist, just like the soda he had eaten.

"Uncle Puji, such a large mountain vine has only grown a dozen fruits, but it's too stingy?" Jiang Yu couldn't help but shout.

True Puji, who was rushing down from the sky with a golden light suddenly broke out his true energy, and his whole body was completely drained, and his head was hit hard on a rock. True Puji, who was bleeding from his head, burst into tears and rushed towards Jiangyu, cursing angrily: "Nonsense, stingy? Hahaha, the earth-centered jade fruit that bears one fruit for 30,000 years, hahaha, the earth-centered jade fruit that can increase the life span of ten thousand years in mortals, hahaha, more than a dozen? Hahaha!"

Except for "hehehehe", Puji Zhenren could no longer make any other sounds. He pounced on Jiang Yu's body, his hands tightly pressed against the vine, and smiled wildly "hehehehehehe".

Suddenly, the King of Xian Miao in the sky laughed wildly: "Hahaha, the golden seal of the underworld is indeed the "Dunjia Jinzhang" among the eighteen golden seals of the Three Treasures of the Nine Netherworld, the Six Jade Books and Eighteen Golden Seals! Dear fellows, with the Dunjia Jinzhang, what are we still afraid of heavenly tribulations, what are we still afraid of? In the future, my Daomen of the Central Plains will be prosperous, and then... The Three Pure Dao Lord is above, Puji, what are you in your hand? Am I dazzled when I was old?" Zhen Miao almost fell from the sky. Not only him, but more than a dozen senior Taoists of the highest generation were all dumbfounded. They all stared at the vine, the vine that was held tightly by Jiang Yu and Puji, and was struggling and twisting wildly, constantly emitting bright purple light.

True Man Puji smiled foolishly, raised his head and said, "Xianmiao, you, your disciple, took out the main trunk of the earth's center jade fruit with one stone... The Three Pure Dao Zun is above him, he, his luck... Hehe, I want to report to the sect leader and remember the contributions of Zhongyou Tianda."

Zhenren Xianmiao and more than a dozen old Taoists looked at Jiang Yu with extremely affectionate, kind, soft, warm and enthusiastic eyes. Zhenren Xianmiao asked Jiang Yu in a very gentle tone: "The most caring good disciple, what reward do you want? Otherwise, Master is the master and go to the sect leader to report to you, what if you reward the dragon soul you took back last time? Then, it's an immortal weapon, an immortal weapon!"

Jiang Yu was completely stunned. He was stared at by more than a dozen old Taoists with the enthusiasm of looking at the baby. He was so scared.

Earth-center jade fruit, is this thing so precious? However, Jiang Yu really experienced its rareness, and the energy in his body was still rising.
Chapter completed!