Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

Several people were like noisy sparrows, surrounding Jiang Han and chattering non-stop.

Big Brother, are you serious? As long as Guanyin stops being a Bodhisattva, you will be willing to marry her?

Zhu Bajie was the most gossipy, and he kept asking questions in front of Jiang Han.

Jiang Han was a little crazy. Several people took turns asking this question several times.

If he was not playing the role of Sun Wukong at this moment, he would have beaten them to death with a stick.

Idiot, you are asking for a fight!

Jiang Han picked up the golden hoop and hit Zhu Bajie without saying anything.

Of course, he was very measured in his attack and was just pretending.

However, Zhu Bajie was still scared and hid behind Tang Seng.

At this time, the moon was already in the middle of the sky.

The silver light was scattered among the mountains and valleys.

I wonder if tonight is the fifteenth night, and the silver plate in the sky is particularly round.

After playing with Jiang Han for a while, Zhu Bajie sat alone on the boulder.

With his chin supported by his hand, he looked up at the moon flying in the blue sky with an infatuated look.

What a love-sick man! Alas! It’s a pity that the man has feelings for her, but the woman has no heart!

Tang Seng touched his bald head, sighed softly, and shook his head.

Day and night alternate.

The darkness soon ushered in the dawn.

Jiang Han and his party were on the road again.

They got up in the morning and the sun set in the west. After several days and nights, they traveled thousands of miles.

Step by step, they crossed mountains and ridges, and waded through streams and rivers…….

One day,

Jiang Han and his companions came to a Taoist temple.

This temple is located halfway up the mountain and is built against the mountain.

The whole temple is hidden in the clouds, surrounded by ancient trees, verdant pines and cypresses, and orchids and osmanthus trees.

The tall and majestic buildings complement the lush green trees around them. It is full of ancient charm and vitality. The natural aura flows, and the whole Taoist temple is full of the Zen of Taoism.

I saw a vermilion plaque hanging on the tall door, with a few big characters on it – Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang Temple.

Looking at these big characters, Jiang Han thought of the fruit of life – also known as Cao Huandan.

This place is the Taoist temple of Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of earthly immortals.

It is said that as long as you eat a ginseng fruit, you can live forever.

He walked while thinking, and followed Tang Seng and others into the temple.

As soon as he walked to the front door, he saw two fairy children standing in front of the gate, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

Tang Seng bowed his head and said:”The two immortal children are polite.”

The two immortal children smiled and bowed and said:”Master is polite, please come in.”

As they said that, the two made way to both sides and invited Tang Seng and others to enter the temple.

Everyone climbed the steps and soon passed through a spacious courtyard.

They came to the main hall of the entire Taoist temple. In the center of the main hall, the words”Heaven and Earth” were hung above.

In the furnace on the incense table, a few sandalwood incense sticks were rising with curling smoke.

This made the hall more sacred and mysterious.”

Two immortal children, is my master Zhen Yuanzi in the temple?”

Jiang Han asked.

In the original Journey to the West, he remembered that Zhen Yuanzi had taken two ginseng fruits to heaven before Tang Seng and others came to the Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain.

To listen to Yuanshi Tianzun talk about Hunyuan Daoguo.

However, in this Journey to the West world, the Three Pure Ones seemed to have problems.

So, why did Zhen Yuanzi go to heaven this time?

Jiang Han believed that with Zhen Yuanzi’s strength, he must know some secrets.

One of the fairy children hesitated for a moment and said,”Master, he said he went to heaven to do something and will be back soon. I wonder what the master wants to see my master for?

It’s nothing. I have heard that the Great Immortal Zhenyuan has great magical powers and profound magic power. I want to ask him for advice.”

Jiang Han said.

So that’s it! The fairy child bowed and said with some disdain: There are only three or five people in the Three Realms who can discuss the Tao with my master. I wonder what to call you, little master!

Jiang Han raised his eyebrows. He naturally saw the arrogance in the eyes of the two fairy children.

He said calmly: I am Sun Wukong, who made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago. Do I have the qualifications to discuss the Tao with your master?

Humph, what is the Great Sage Sun? It turns out that he is just a hairy monkey. My master is the master of the earthly immortals. Even Guanyin Bodhisattva has to give way to three people when he sees him. What are you, a monkey?

The fairy child looked Jiang Han up and down, curled his lips, and said with contempt.

Obviously, they didn’t take Jiang Han seriously.

Jiang Han didn’t care about the ridicule of the two fairy children.

His so-called discussion of Taoism was just an excuse. He just wanted to get a few ginseng fruits to taste.

Ginseng fruit is not only a fairy fruit, but also a rare spiritual medicine in the world.

If it is used for alchemy, as long as it is supplemented with materials, it can definitely make a furnace of immortal pills.

Before coming to Wuzhuang Temple, he had made up his mind to get the ginseng fruit. But he would not use any stealing means. Jiang Han decided to exchange things with Zhen Yuanzi.

Seeing that Jiang Han was no longer arguing, the two fairy children thought that he was frightened by the reputation of his master.

His expression became more arrogant.

However, when he thought of the master’s instructions before leaving, his arrogance was restrained a little.

Masters, you have come from afar, please come here to rest.

The fairy child slightly stopped his arrogance, led the way in front, and took Jiang Han and others to a courtyard in the southeast.

After a meal, he ordered several Taoists to bring tea and food.

After dinner, it was dark.

Jiang Han sat cross-legged on the bed and took out a golden bead from the space.

It was about the size of a baby’s fist, and it was the relic.

As soon as it was taken out, the dazzling light filled the whole room with golden light.

Waves of vast vitality emanated from it, and the glittering golden light was dazzling.

Fortunately, Jiang Han had set up a barrier outside the room in advance, otherwise the golden light would have overflowed.

If there was no shielding barrier, the whole room would have looked like a golden sun from the outside.

Jiang Han held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Then, he threw the whole relic into his mouth.

After doing all this, he hurriedly closed his eyes and turned the Immortal Sutra.

A force like a millstone was born in his body, and this force rushed directly to the relic that he had swallowed into his stomach.

Rumble!

The refining power, as vast as the sea of stars, crushed the relic into pieces.

Then the relic turned into life energy, flowing into Jiang Han’s limbs and bones.

The next moment.

Jiang Han’s whole body was hot, like a cooked lobster.

The scorching breath squeezed the air around him, causing it to collapse and twist.

Rumble!

Bang!

Blood, the color of a blood gem, began to flow in his blood vessels.

His chest rose and fell like waves, and his beating heart was like an ancient demon, beating the exciting war drum.

The surging sound shook the air flow and even the whole room was shaking.