Chapter 220
"You monkey head, what else do you have to say now?"

Zhen Yuanzi stepped forward and grabbed Sun Wukong's arm: "Don't look at the pandas here today, even if the Tathagata Buddha came, if you don't give me the ginseng fruit tree today, the poor will let you be a teacher and disciple." One cannot go west."

"I"

Wukong's current feeling is indisputable.

He could say that he never knocked down Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit tree, but who would believe it?Even if the panda would believe it, it could only be regarded as favoritism and fraud to protect his brother.It doesn't mean that he didn't push down the ginseng fruit tree.

Panda believes that Monkey King really did not overthrow Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit.The reason is simple, he has been monitoring this matter from beginning to end.

After Wukong picked the fruit from the ginseng fruit tree, this land has already contacted him.

However, the ginseng fruit tree still fell down, which is strange.

People who can knock down ginseng fruit trees in the Wuzhuang Temple, and still leave no trace, even Zhen Yuanzi can't see it, I'm afraid there really is no such thing in this world.The sage may be able to overthrow it, but it is absolutely impossible for Zhen Yuanzi to not notice it.

Then there can only be one person, and the panda swipes back to look at Zhen Yuanzi.He was the one who knocked down the ginseng fruit tree.

Although it is a bit scary, there is no reasonable explanation for the matter other than this explanation.

"Great Immortal Zhenyuan."

"God of law enforcement! You have to be careful about what you say. If you want to cover up this monkey head, don't blame me for being ungrateful. I will sue you to the heaven and deprive you of the position of god of law enforcement." Zhen Yuanzi gestured to the panda with his eyes don't talk.

After thinking about it carefully, the panda deliberately put on an awkward look.

"Ugh!"

"Monkey, this ginseng fruit tree is here today. I will give you three days, and you can visit the homes of the immortals. As long as you can save my ginseng fruit tree, I will not blame you for the past. Not only that, but you can pick this ginseng fruit tree openly. I will give you a ginseng fruit, and I will make friends with you. If you can't save this ginseng fruit tree, when the time comes, if the Tathagata really comes, I'm afraid it will only be able to collect the corpses of your master and apprentice."

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Sun Wukong, no matter whether he pushed it or not, it would be meaningless to pursue the matter further.

The key is whether the fruit tree can be saved.

"Okay, let's make a covenant here." Sun Wukong glanced at the panda, then at the three Tang monks, and clapped Zhen Yuanzi's outstretched hand heavily.Immediately, he loosened the rope that bound him, and disappeared into the Wuzhuang Temple in a stream of light.

"Since Sun Wukong has already been busy with this matter, it's not hard for me to wait. Qingfengmingyue, take them down, so that I can entertain you. The matter between the two of you will be settled with you as a teacher after all the guests have left."

Qingfeng Mingyue looked at each other with a bitter look on their faces.

"Yes, Master!"

The two of them took Tang Seng and the other three down to rest, and only the panda and Zhen Yuanzi were left in the whole yard of ginseng fruit trees.

"Da Xian."

Just as the panda was talking, Zhen Yuanzi raised his hand: "Pindao knows what you want to say. It is true that the monkey did not destroy the ginseng fruit tree. Don't say that he happened by chance, even if Pindao gave him the golden cudgel now. Hmm Don’t say it’s a golden cudgel, even if you give him the Qingping sword of the Tongtian sage, heh, let the monkey chop it, he can’t stop chopping it.”

Zhen Yuanzi's tone was extreme, but the panda believed it.

The ginseng fruit tree is one of the ten innate spiritual roots.What is congenital?There was already this ginseng fruit tree before the existence of this world, and I don't know how many years earlier it was.

As Zhen Yuanzi's companion spirit root, it has been strengthened many times over the years.

Not to mention Sun Wukong, even a panda might not be able to cut off the ginseng fruit tree by itself.Not to mention uprooting?
"Then, why did Daxian blame Wukong?"

"The word blame is not good," Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and put his hands behind his back: "Let's go, let's wait for tea in the hall."

"it is good!"

The two chatted softly, one behind the other.

"Sun Wukong is the essence of heaven and earth born from the relics agreed by Buddhism and Taoism. Nuwa empress refines stones to mend the sky. I live in the great fortune, and I am the protagonist of this calamity. My ginseng fruit tree relies on his hands and escapes a I'm afraid Jie couldn't be better."

When he said this, Zhen Yuanzi felt a little helpless.Looking back at the ginseng fruit tree that seemed to be dead, his eyes were full of emotions that pandas still couldn't understand.

"Why did the Great Immortal say that? Could it be that there are still people in this world who can threaten the Great Immortal's ginseng fruit tree?"

"No one can threaten, but if the sky wants to punish, who can escape?"

Looking up at the blue sky, Zhen Yuanzi's tone was full of helplessness: "Your realm is too low, and only when you pass through that gate can you understand what Pindao said today. "

Panda nodded.

"The ginseng fruit tree, Daxian, is the only one of the top ten spiritual roots left in this world, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhen Yuanzi stared at the panda with surprise on his face.Then he laughed loudly: "Hahaha. Good, good. Everyone said that you panda is smart and savvy. At first, I didn't really believe it. But you can say this, and you live up to their evaluation."

After laughing, it is full of desolation.

"Huang Zhongli is the cause of the catastrophe of dragon and phoenix, turned into fly ash. Only four leaves are left on the plantain tree. A few gourds are left on the gourd vine. Bitter bamboo is turned into a lotus flower, and the green lotus is turned into a soldier of Sanqing As for the fairy apricot, it is divided into three. The flat peach tree is divided into three thousand! The hibiscus and laurel were suppressed by the sun and the moon respectively. Nine of the ten spiritual roots have been removed, and only the poor are left. This ginseng fruit."

Listening to Zhen Yuanzi's counting one by one, these ten innate spiritual roots lived in the panda's mind one by one.

Really what Ruzhen Yuanzi said, except for the ginseng fruit tree, none of them survived well.Some turned into fly ashes, and although some lingered on, they had already lost their true colors.

"That's why the Great Immortal didn't hesitate to sacrifice himself to get into this Journey to the West."

The panda's tone was a little low.

"The way of heaven is like this, who can escape? The ginseng fruit tree is my companion, and it has been with me for more than ten million years now. If he is gone, how can there be me in this world? Hehe, everything is worth it."

While talking, the two entered the room, and Zhen Yuanzi poured tea for the panda: "I heard that you took Guanshiyin's mutton fat jade bottle not long ago?"

"Yes!"

"When that monkey head came back, you saved my ginseng fruit tree with that three-light divine water. It can be considered that Pindao owes you a favor, and also owes you a share of karma."

"The Great Immortal is being polite."

The panda waved his hand, but there was no change in expression on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)

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