Journey to the West: Black Six Ears

When the six members of the Journey to the West arrived at Longevity Mountain, the Dragon Girl had already been there for seven days.

Over the course of seven days, the Dragon Girl explored almost the entire Longevity Mountain, but still couldn't find any trace of the Six-Eared Macaque.

He vanished as if into thin air, leaving no trace whatsoever.

There is only one place left now, which is the depths of Wuzhuang Temple.

However, since this place was the Taoist temple of Zhenyuan Daxian, she dared not trespass.

He only subtly inquired about the two young Taoist disciples.

"We've both been watching what the Dragon Girl has been doing lately."

A gentle breeze and a bright moon blocked his way, their eyes filled with hostility.

Seeing their terrible attitude, the Dragon Girl gave up her plan to openly enter the Taoist temple's backyard.

"That monkey must be inside."

For some reason, the Dragon Girl felt an almost intuitive compelled her to stay here.

Otherwise, given her usual temperament, she would have already gone to another place to chase after him.

These two young boys are not very capable, and it's a mystery how Zhenyuan Daxian could have such unambitious disciples.

After nightfall, the dragon girl gently pushed open the door.

The stars were few and far between this month, so others couldn't see clearly, but the Dragon Girl's eyes could see everything perfectly.

She lowered her pace and did not use any magic.

The two young Taoist disciples couldn't sense anything unusual, but Zhenyuan Daxian, the ancestor of all earth immortals, could easily detect the changes in this place.

Therefore, this time, I was able to break in with my physical body, without using any magic.

For the Dragon Girl, this kind of thing is not difficult.

She is, after all, a dragon, and is born with the advantages of a dragon.

To blend into the night is also a skill of dragons.

Listening closely, the two children were fast asleep.

Without further hesitation, the Dragon Girl walked deeper into the Taoist temple.

With the ginseng garden just around the corner, the Dragon Girl suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Boom boom boom!

Just then, a series of pounding sounds came from outside the door.

The sound was extremely jarring, especially since it was late at night, a time when everything was quiet.

"Who is it?"

An oil lamp was lit inside the room, and Qingfeng rubbed his eyes as he came out.

Mingyue, meanwhile, stayed in her room, wrapped in blankets, and shouted:

"Get out of here! You're disturbing my sleep. I'll make you wish you were never born!"

Unexpectedly, after that sound, there was a sudden silence outside the door, followed by a loud "Hey!" that sounded like a thunderclap in the sky.

Boom!

The next moment, the door exploded open.

There was a monkey carrying an iron rod, its face full of anger:

"It's your grandpa Sun!"

Several monks followed behind the monkey, and the one who looked like a pig immediately started shouting:

"Brother, how could anyone take in my master and me if you kicked down someone's door in the middle of the night?"

As he spoke, Pigsy carefully put Xuanzang down from his back.

The mountain path was difficult to walk, and they finally made it to Wuzhuang Temple.

Since leaving the Jia family manor, the atmosphere within the pilgrimage team has changed somewhat.

If Pigsy originally disliked everyone in the group equally, now, because of Monkey King's mockery, he decides to stand firmly by Xuanzang's side.

The current Pigsy is constantly trying to increase Sun Wukong's strength.

Unfortunately, the monkey without the golden headband is currently invincible and has nothing to fear.

"So noisy!"

Sun Wukong kicked Zhu Bajie aside and rushed inside.

"Wukong! Why are you in such a hurry? This place is a blessed land of immortals, just like Penglai and Langyuan. There must be good people living here."

Sun Wukong, having just been scolded by Mingyue and further angered by Zhu Bajie and Xuanzang, immediately stepped onto the wooden plank and sneered:

"Hmph! What immortal abode, what Taoist family that lives as long as heaven? This Taoist is just spouting nonsense to fool people."

Seeing Xuanzang's displeasure, Pigsy quickly spoke up:

"Never mind him for now, let's go in. Maybe this Taoist priest has some virtue, who knows?"

At that moment, Qingfeng also arrived at the gate, looking at the kicked-over gate with displeasure on his face:

"Gentlemen, why are you kicking down my door?"

Just as Wukong was about to speak, Xuanzang suddenly stepped forward and bowed to Qingfeng.

He apologized, raised his head, and immediately saw a handsome and refined young man with a clear and elegant demeanor. His robes were tightly bound with a dragon-head knot, and his straw sandals were lightly wrapped with silkworm-shaped tassels. His extraordinary bearing set him apart from ordinary people; he was truly a celestial child.

"It really is a great place."

Xuanzang resorted to his old tricks and recounted his origins.

Upon hearing this, Qingfeng immediately laughed:

"Master, I apologize for not greeting you properly. Please have a seat."

A moment later, Mingyue also came forward with a cup of tea and slammed it on the table.

Qingfeng quickly grabbed him and whispered in his ear about the identities of these people.

Seeing this, Mingyue reluctantly made a Daoist bow.

He tugged at Qingfeng's sleeve, a hint of doubt on his face:

"Qingfeng, why have you been acting so strangely these past few days?"

Qingfeng ignored him and simply said:

"Why haven't you brought out the ginseng fruit that Master mentioned?"

Mingyue scratched his head, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He could only shake his head and walk into the small building to get the golden cudgel that had been prepared long ago.

After chatting with the master and his disciples for a while, Qingfeng took his leave.

Qingfeng carried the ginseng tray, and Mingyue held the golden mallet. The two went straight to the ginseng garden.

Seeing that things were not going well, the dragon girl had already hidden in a corner and was quietly watching the two of them.

The bright moon climbs up the tree, using a golden mallet to knock down the fruit; the gentle breeze is below the tree, receiving the fruit with a red plate.

Qingfeng stared at the ginseng fruit, his eyes flashing with a faint light.

Like the peaches of immortality in heaven, this ginseng fruit is a spiritual root that was formed in the beginning of chaos, before the separation of the primordial world and the creation of heaven and earth.

Of the four continents under heaven, only the Five Villages Temple in Xiniuhe Continent produces this, which is called Grass Returning Elixir, also known as Ginseng Fruit.

It takes three thousand years for it to bloom, three thousand years for it to bear fruit, another three thousand years for it to ripen, and ten thousand years for it to be ready to eat.

In ten thousand years, it has only produced thirty fruits. The fruits look like infants who are less than three days old, with all four limbs and facial features.

If a person is fortunate enough to smell the fruit, they will live for 360 years; if they eat one, they will live for 47,000 years.

Even though Qingfeng and Mingyue had been disciples for a hundred years, they had rarely received any food.

"Qingfeng, stop looking, let's go."

Mingyue looked at Qingfeng, who was holding a plate, and pulled his arm.

Qingfeng then withdrew his gaze and followed Mingyue back to the guest room.

Proceed directly to the front hall for the offering:

"Master Tang, our Wuzhuang Temple is in a remote and desolate place, and we have nothing to offer. Here are two simple fruits as a token of our respect, to quench our thirst."

Upon seeing this, the elder trembled with fear and kept a safe distance of three feet.

"Excellent! Excellent! This year has been a bountiful year, yet this temple is now a scene of famine and cannibalism! This is a child not even three days old; how can he quench my thirst?"

Before Qingfeng and Mingyue could speak, the Yellow Wind King, who was standing to the side, had already spoken.

He first explained the origin of the ginseng fruit before serving it:

"It must be eaten in a porcelain vessel, and dissolved in water."

As he spoke, King Yellow Wind took a water bag from the side and poured some into the porcelain bottle.

The two ginseng fruits immediately turned into water, making it impossible to recognize their original form.

Now, even Xuanzang could tell that this thing was not a child.

Xuanzang reached out and took it, drank it down in one gulp, and his eyes lit up immediately.

This was indeed a good thing. Although he didn't feel anything else, the fatigue from traveling for days was completely swept away.

That's it?

Pigsy stepped forward in a few strides, staring at the alchemy plate.

He had only two hobbies in his life: eating and enjoying delicious food.

He was faced with a rare delicacy, but he couldn't even get a bite. He burst into tears on the spot.

"How can one person try something new!"

Pigsy's eyes darted around, scanning the surroundings before finally settling on the monkey.

If you want to eat this ginseng fruit, you'll probably have to ask this monkey to do it.

Looking at the golden mallet left on the table, Pigsy fell into deep thought.

He didn't notice that Qingfeng gave King Huangfeng a look as he left the room.

Soon, the Yellow Wind King came out of the room and walked into the dark corner.

At that moment, Qingfeng also came out to greet them, and the two looked at each other in the darkness.

With a single hand, Qingfeng wiped his face, as if removing a mask to reveal his true appearance.

Seeing his expression, King Yellow Wind breathed a sigh of relief:

"As expected of my virtuous brother."

Sun Qiong nodded, then became serious:

"Brother, I need your help to get rid of someone."