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Chapter 236 Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi

Let’s not talk about the little thoughts in Kunpeng’s mind.

The red cloud came down from the sky and turned into a ball of red light, heading straight towards the Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain in the west.

He is now an emperor in heaven and walks with dignity.

Although it turned into a ball of light, the laws of the Emperor of Heaven were flowing, and it was shrouded in infinite auspicious clouds.

The red light shining brightly makes it even more dazzling.

It was like a red star falling, and it could be seen clearly even in the daytime.

Zhen Yuanzi was taking care of his own fruit tree and the oak tree he got from the Celtic world in the backyard.

Suddenly, I saw a myriad of auspicious clouds in the sky and red light all over the sky.

The corner of his mouth raised, "Why is old friend Hongyun here?"

A red light fell in front of the mountain gate, and a Taoist wearing a bright red Taoist robe and a red gourd hanging around his waist walked forward quickly.

There were two little Taoist boys with red lips and white teeth waiting for you at the mountain gate.

When he saw the person coming, he hurriedly bowed and greeted him.

"Greetings, Uncle Hongyun!"

Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi are brothers.

Zhen Yuanzi's Taoism is more advanced, so he is the elder brother.

Hongyun was slightly inferior and volunteered to be his brother.

The two sides have a very good relationship.

Hongyun is alone and has no disciples.

The disciples of Zhen Yuanzi naturally called him uncle-master and were very close to him.

"It's Qingfeng and Mingyue. You two are great. Your skills have improved again."

"How can I compare to my uncle-master? Now he has become the emperor of heaven and is feared by the world!"

Qingfeng grinned and complimented, her little mouth was very sweet.

Mingyue also nodded repeatedly, showing great respect for Hongyun.

That’s the Emperor of Heaven!
The Lord of Heaven is a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, who is said to be even inferior to saints!

How majestic it would be to be an emperor in such a place?

Hong Yun laughed, not feeling too proud, and asked with a smile:
"Is your master here?"

"Master is in the backyard, please come in, I will go and inform you immediately."

"No need to do these fake things, just be here."

After saying this, Hongyun walked quickly inside.

As soon as I walked into the courtyard, I saw Zhen Yuanzi walking towards me slowly.

He was wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe with gold patterns and a purple gold crown on his head, and his temperament was very transcendent.

Anyone who sees this will exclaim, what a true immortal!
"Where did Emperor Hongyun come from?"

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi calling him like this, Hong Yun frowned.

"Brother Zhen Yuanzi, if you call me like this again, Hong Yun will turn around and leave, and will never come to Wuzhuang Temple again."

Hongyun was unwilling to alienate this brother.

Seeing him like this makes me very unhappy.

"Heaven is different from the mortal world. There are many rules. I'm afraid you won't be used to it."

Zhen Yuanzi made a joke.

Seeing that his brothers were still the same as before, he felt certain.

"You also know why I want this position. It's nothing more than self-protection."

"If I had your skills, why would I need to enter..."

Hong Yun became more and more excited as he spoke, but Zhen Yuanzi deliberately coughed to interrupt him.

He was afraid that his thoughts would be known to others and it would be a bad thing if they were spread out.

"It's okay, the Emperor of Heaven also understands."

"Lord Donghuang won't bother with me."

Hongyun is still as carefree as ever.

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head helplessly.

He invited Hongyun to the main hall.

There are the words "Heaven and Earth" in front, and a burner of incense is being offered.

The breeze and the bright moon bring tea.

Hong Yun took a sip, looked around, and shouted:

"Where are the ginseng fruits? Give me two to quench my thirst."

"You, this ginseng fruit only bears thirty fruits in ten thousand years, and you always eat four or five each time you come." "Now that you have become the emperor, you still miss my little ceremonial vegetarian fruit."

Although Zhen Yuanzi was slandering them, he waved at Qingfeng and Mingyue, signaling them to go and pick some fruit.

The two Taoist boys went to Zhen Yuanzi's room, took out the golden hammer and the Qiankun map, and put them on a tray.

Go to the ginseng fruit tree in the backyard.

The trees were not tall, but chaotic energy was flowing on the green leaves, and rays of fairy light were hanging down.

The trunk looks like an old dragon, and vitality emanates from the veins in the bark.

Even a dying person would recover immediately if he lay under this tree for a while.

This tree is truly amazing!
Qingfeng and Mingyue first bowed to the tree, then one of them climbed up the tree and picked four fruits.

One was holding a tray and receiving it below.

After picking the fruits, he went back quickly, fearing that they would become stiff.

After delivering the fruit, Hongyun took out two small gadgets from his sleeves.

"This is the Qiankun Zimu Fire Thunder that I practiced in my spare time in the Heavenly Palace. It can hurt Daluo Immortals. It's worth it that you two call me Uncle Master."

The Qiankun mother and child fire thunders are formed by the Qiantian yang thunder and Kundi yin thunder in the heavenly thunder and fire layer.

Only a Daluo Jinxian can start refining it, otherwise these two kinds of lightning will explode and be out of control.

The two Taoist boys were but celestial beings, so naturally they were delighted to receive a treasure that could harm a great immortal.

He took it with both hands and thanked him repeatedly.

"Brother, please don't spoil them. They are just sweeping the yard here. They don't need this kind of thing."

Zhen Yuanzi said this, but there was also a hint of joy on his face.

Hongyun is still as free and easy as before.

"As a senior uncle, what's the point of giving them something? Don't let them suffer so much!"

"By the way, what have you been doing these days, Brother Dao?"

Hongyun waved his hand, took a ginseng fruit and started eating it, then asked another question.

"I'm just meditating on the Dao at home."

Zhen Yuanzi said slowly.

"In that case, I have something to ask of you."

"What's the matter?"

Zhen Yuanzi looked over, somewhat curious.

This old friend is a person who rarely asks for help from others and loves to help others.

Now that he has come to ask for help from me, it seems that this is not a small matter.

"The Emperor of Heaven ordered me to record the veins of the ancient land and mark the mountains, rivers, and valleys."

"If I were to do this, it would probably take tens of thousands of years."

"But Brother Dao has a book of the earth, which is the fetal membrane of heaven and earth. It covers every place it goes. It is no easier for you to accomplish this than it is for me."

"I came to ask you for help."

Hongyun confessed his purpose.

However, he did have some ideas and did not say that it was Donghuang Taiyi who asked him to come.

Instead, he said that he came here to ask for help.

I will not refuse this favor to this old friend.

Zhen Yuanzi was a little surprised when he heard him say this, "Why does the Emperor of Heaven want these?"

"I don't know either. He even asked Dong Huang to sort out the stars in the sky."

"Speaking of which, I, the Southern Sky Emperor, don't even know how many stars I control."

"There are countless stars in the sky, but a rough count shows that there are only about 40,000 of them."

"But in reality, there are as many as the grains of sand in the Ganges. Fortunately, it was not me who went, but Donghuang who went."

"If I were to go, I'm afraid it would take hundreds of thousands of years."

Hongyun complained as he spoke, his mouth drooling as he ate.

The ginseng fruit looks like a baby less than three days old. It is extremely crispy and sweet, leaving a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth.

And all kinds of vitality emerge from it.

A mortal who sniffs it can live for three hundred and sixty days.

If you eat one fresh one, you can live for 47,000 years.

When it comes to prolonging life, this thing is indeed rare.

Hong Yun has an infinite lifespan, but he still cannot get rid of his appetite.

Eat with joy.

(End of this chapter)