Journey to the West: Three Thousand Entries, My Disciple Becomes a Saint and I Prove the Way

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.

The surroundings are full of spiritual charm, and the charm is intertwined.

The fairy mist is floating, and the mysterious air is flowing.

Lin Fan was quite amazed by the sound coming from the Dao Entry System.

The speed of this journey to the West is really fast and fierce.

Only a year and a half has passed, and the journey to the West team has arrived at Pansiling.

"Hey, it seems that this journey to the West will not take more than ten years."

"Old Tathagata, are you ready to welcome Wukong and others?"

Sun Wukong's cultivation is already in the late stage of Hunyuan Jinxian, Ao Lie is at the peak of Daluo Jinxian, and Chen Xuanzang is also at the Daluo Jinxian cultivation.

Lin Fan believes that when they reach the Lingshan Mountain in the West, Ao Lie and Chen Xuanzang's cultivation will break through.

It is not difficult for him to imagine what the scene will be like when Sun Wukong, Ao Lie, Chen Xuanzang and others go to the Great Leiyin Temple and the Great Hall of the Buddha.

I am afraid that at that time, it is not the true scriptures that are taken but human lives.

"Well, I'm afraid I'll have to go and see when the time comes."

Lin Fan was mainly afraid that the two saints behind the Buddhist sect of Lingshan in the West would take action.

Although Hongjun ordered that saints in the Three Realms could not be manifested.

But this was only in principle not allowed.

Generally speaking, things that are not allowed in principle can be allowed.

"Three Holy Mothers!"

At this time, Qingfeng and Mingyue opened the door and were slightly surprised.

"Please inform that my master Lin Fan is visiting."

Yang Chan said politely.

Upon hearing this, Qingfeng and Mingyue raised their eyes and looked at the young man behind them.

He wore a gorgeous robe, with his hair tied up and a crown.

His temperament was extraordinary and otherworldly, as if he was not from the Three Realms.

From time to time, he exuded a palpitating aura.

Although I have never seen it, looking at this temperament, it is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Please wait, I will report to my master now."

Qingfeng left Mingyue and returned to Wuzhuang Temple alone.

Enlightenment Pavilion

Qingfeng came to report: "Master, the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan came to visit with her master."

Zhenyuan Daxian opened his eyes and was a little surprised.

Third Holy Mother Yang Chan, isn't that the younger sister of the Guanjiangkou Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian?

If he remembered correctly, Yang Chan should not have a master.

She just had some connection with the Saint Nuwa.

Zhenyuan Daxian asked: "Qingfeng, who is Master Yang Chan?"

Qingfeng shook his head and replied: "Master, I don't know."

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After more than ten breaths, Zhenyuan Daxian came to the outside of Wuzhuang Temple.

He looked closely.

A young man stood next to the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan.

"Daoyou's visit makes my Taoist temple glorious."

He couldn't see through Lin Fan's breath, but the breath he exuded made him feel scared.

So, he smiled heartily and welcomed him.

If he sensed correctly, the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan had already reached the level of Daluo Jinxian.

The breath is strong and the foundation is solid.

How can a person who has a poor foundation and talent break through to the Daluo Jinxian after the Conferred God? It is not ordinary.

However, he evoked his memory, but he could not find out who the young man in front of him was.

"I heard that the innate spiritual root ginseng fruit tree is the treasure of Taoist friends, so I brought my disciples to visit."

Lin Fan smiled.

In theory, Zhenyuan Daxian, who is at the peak of the quasi-sage level, is not qualified to call him Taoist friends.

Once, he was also one of the three thousand mortals in Zixiao Palace.

He listened to Hongjun's preaching with the six saints.

When Sanqing, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa proved the saints, he could only respectfully call them saints.

And he, Lin Fan, is a late-stage Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and the one who has achieved it is respected, and he can be called a senior.

But he came here today, not to grab the ginseng fruit.

Considering that Zhenyuanzi is a prehistoric elder, it doesn't matter if he is called a Taoist friend.

"Qingfeng, Mingyue, go and pick six ginseng fruits to entertain the guests."

Zhen Yuanzi did not hesitate at all. Knowing Lin Fan's intention, he ordered his two disciples to say.

"Yes, Master."

Qingfeng and Mingyue returned to the temple to get objects that could pick ginseng fruits.

Ginseng fruits are afraid of the five elements. They fall when they meet gold, burn when they meet fire, melt when they meet water, wither when they meet wood, and enter when they meet soil.

Therefore, they need to be knocked with gold objects before they can be picked.

And objects related to the five elements cannot be used to receive or present them.

Guest reception hall.

Zhen Yuanzi invited Lin Fan to drink tea together.

"Good tea."

After taking a sip, Lin Fan praised.

"If you like it, I can give you some."

Zhen Yuanzi said politely.

At this time, he also knew that the young man in front of him was named Lin Fan.

But it made him more confused.

Throughout the prehistoric years, no one has ever heard of any deeds of Lin Fan.

Strange, strange.

There was such a powerful person in the prehistoric world, why didn't any deeds come out at that time.

"Thank you very much."

Lin Fan was not polite. How could the spiritual tea given by the great Zhenyuan Immortal be an ordinary spiritual tea?

After a while.

The brothers Qingfeng and Mingyue came with six ginseng fruits on a porcelain plate."Daoyou, please."

Zhen Yuanzi gestured.

Lin Fan took a ginseng fruit and began to enjoy it.

Sweet and delicious, full of vitality.

Although he could also devour energy of any attribute for cultivation.

But this weak energy was just a drop of water pouring into the sea, without any waves, for the late stage of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

"Xiaochan, Bailing, why don't you thank Daoyou Zhenyuan for the ginseng fruit."

Yang Chan and Bai Ling heard the master's words and hurriedly expressed their gratitude.

"No need to thank me, the ginseng fruit only adds a little life."

Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand and said indifferently.

The Third Holy Mother Yang Chan's Daluo Jinxian cultivation can live as long as the heaven and earth.

Although Bai Ling is only a Taiyi Jinxian cultivation, he believes that he can also break through the Daluo Jinxian cultivation.

The tens of thousands of years of life added by the ginseng fruit are dispensable.

"Master, then I'll start eating."

Yang Chan picked up the ginseng fruit and asked.

"Eat it."

When the two ginseng fruits entered his stomach, the majestic vitality energy was immediately transformed into essence power.

Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly and looked at Yang Chan in surprise.

He actually felt that Yang Chan's breath rose a little.

Suspicious, he looked at Bai Ling again.

It seemed that only Yang Chan gave him this feeling.

So, he asked Qingfeng Mingyue to pick two ginseng fruits for Yang Chan.

"Who is fellow Daoist Lin Fan?"

"The cultivation method you passed on can actually transform the vitality of ginseng fruit!!"

Zhen Yuanzi's calm heart set off waves of storms.

"To express my gratitude, I will give you a word."

"Condense the Tao Hunyuan, suppress it with the earth book, the innate law, the origin becomes mortal."

Lin Fan stood up, showing the cultivation of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, the instantaneous law flowed, and the sound of Tao roared.

Auspicious clouds descended, and purple air enveloped.

The breeze and the bright moon made him dizzy and he couldn't look straight.

Zhen Yuanzi himself was stunned and shocked.

He suddenly woke up and bowed hurriedly.

"Zhen Yuan greets the saint."

Yes, this aura must be from a saint. Only a saint would be surrounded by auspicious clouds and purple air.

The sound of Tao lingered, and the laws flowed and intertwined.

He actually called him a fellow Taoist just now.

When he thought of this, his body trembled involuntarily.

"Condense the Tao and the Primordial, suppress it with the Book of Earth, the innate law, the origin becomes mortal."

"Remember."

Lin Fan took Yang Chan and Bai Ling and disappeared in Wuzhuang Temple.

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