People are traveling to the west, starting to steal ginseng fruit

Nezha stepped forward and gave the old man a lotus root doll.

"Put this lotus figurine in the temple. Although it won't bring you the same good weather as before, it can protect you from floods and demons. Remember not to make a golden statue of it. If you do, the lotus figurine will disappear."

After giving some instructions, Nezha left the things behind and took Ji Luotengyun away.

"immortal!"

"Wow! God bless you!"

The surrounding villagers were shocked when they saw this scene, and they no longer cared about their condolences. They came to the old man and asked him questions.

The old man trembled as he relayed Nezha's words to the villagers.

The village chief carefully took the lotus root doll and kowtowed to the sky.

“This is God blessing us!”

After saying that, he led the villagers to place the lotus root doll in the temple.

The temple, which was originally well-built, was now a bit dilapidated, and the golden color in the temple had completely turned into dirt and fell to the ground.

The village chief stepped on the dirt and placed the doll on the tablet.

"Remember what the gods said! Do not violate the taboos! Otherwise, natural disasters will surely befall you!"

"Go away! Take off your clothes before coming in!"

The village chief turned around and saw several young people still wearing white silk. He immediately felt it was unlucky and drove them out.

Above the sky, Nezha used the cloud-flying technique to carry Ji Luo at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing Ji Luo was lost in thought, Nezha asked, "Brother, you seem to be worried about something?"

Ji Luo was thinking about what happened to the villagers just now, but it was not a good idea to ask Nezha directly about this kind of thing, because Nezha was a big-name god in heaven.

"I have a question that I'm quite curious about, but I haven't been able to ask it before."

Ji Luo remembered the question that had concerned him at the Taoist temple, so he asked casually, "Brother, I see that the Heavenly King's pagoda is quite heavy, why do you keep holding it in your hand?"

Nezha was stunned when he heard this.

"Hahahaha!"

Then laughter resounded through the sky.

"Brother, you are really interesting. My father probably treasures his pagoda so much that he is afraid that I will steal it, so he has been holding on to it."

Nezha replied with a smile.

"I see."

Ji Luo didn't know the reason, so he believed it.

Nezha personally escorted Ji Luo back to Wuzhuang Temple and thanked Zhen Yuanzi for lending him the magic weapon. Just as he was about to say goodbye, Zhen Yuanzi asked him to stay.

"I've been so grateful for your care along the way, it's only right that I treat you to a cup of tea."

Since Zhenyuan Daxian had tried to persuade Nezha to stay, Nezha naturally would not refuse.

"Jiluo."

Zhen Yuanzi never gave Ji Luo a Buddhist name and always addressed him by his name.

"master."

"Take the golden hammer and go to the backyard to pick three ginseng fruits to entertain the distinguished guests."

Nezha was shocked when he heard this.

"Senior, you can't do that! I am just doing my best and I don't deserve this gift."

Ginseng fruit, a natural treasure, is also a very important resource in the heavenly court.

Generally, only the gods below can get some of it during major festivals or when rewards are given for meritorious deeds.

In most cases, it is not exclusive.

For gods, these things that increase lifespan are also a necessity.

"Why not? You and my disciple have a very good relationship, so there's no need to be so formal."

Zhen Yuanzi was open-minded and not a stingy person. He ordered Ji Luo to go to the backyard to pick ginseng fruit.

Ji Luo heard from Senior Brother Qingfeng Mingyue how to pick the ginseng fruit.

Be extremely careful when picking them. If they accidentally drop on the ground, you will lose a piece of natural treasure.

It was the first time that Ji Luo was so close to the ginseng fruit.

The ginseng fruit looked lifelike and had an intoxicating fragrance, which made Ji Luo very eager.

This desire is not a craving for food, but an instinct. The aroma of the fruit is beneficial to him.

When Ji Luo came to the guest room with the ginseng fruit, the master was talking to Nezha about things in heaven.

Ji Luo sat quietly beside him and made tea.

Zhen Yuanzi divided the ginseng fruit and placed it in front of the two of them.

"You're welcome."

He didn't forget to bless it, and then looked at Ji Luo: "You are a radish spirit, so you may not be used to eating it directly. You can put your hand on this fruit and feel it carefully."

When Nezha heard Zhen Yuanzi talk about Ji Luo's true identity, he was still a little surprised.

This was the first time Nezha had seen a radish become a spirit, and it was quite magical.

Plant spirits are inherently simple-minded, and those with full intelligence are even rarer. Perhaps this is why he has a greater liking for Ji Luo, Nezha realized in his heart.

The three people enjoyed the ginseng fruit in different ways. Zhen Yuanzi was very familiar with it and ate it just like an apple.

Nezha was serious and ate with great care.

But Ji Luo is a little different.

He really had no intention of eating it directly. Although the ginseng fruit had no consciousness and no life, Ji Luo really had no intention of opening his mouth and eating it.

As the master said, place both hands on the ginseng fruit.

Ji Luo suddenly felt a stream of clear water flowing into his body along the ginseng fruit, and was completely absorbed. These were all the essence of heaven and earth.

You should know that it takes almost ten thousand years for ginseng fruit to absorb the essence of heaven and earth.

At this moment, Ji Luo's eyes turned golden, as if he was connected with the heaven and earth.

Zhen Yuanzi was not surprised and watched the scene calmly.

Nezha was shocked by this strange phenomenon in heaven and earth!

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Volume 19: Chapter : The Taoist He who makes elixirs

Those who practice cultivation have an unavoidable threshold, and that is the three disasters.

The three disasters are: lightning disasters, fire disasters, and wind disasters.

This disaster will inevitably occur every five hundred years.

Overcoming tribulation is also something that practitioners must face. Whenever they overcome tribulation, there will be some movement between heaven and earth.

But compared with the current situation, the movements of the three disasters seemed like minor fights. At this moment, Ji Luo seemed to have merged into one with the heaven and earth, and he was selfless.

Ji Luo was clearly right in front of him, but when he closed his eyes he could not sense his presence.

The world is changing dramatically, and cause and effect continue to cycle.

Nezha blinked his eyes and suddenly realized that his little brother was not simple.

and many more.

Nezha noticed that the ginseng fruit in Ji Luo's hand seemed a little strange. The ginseng fruit is the most precious treasure of heaven and earth, and it is the culmination of all the best of heaven and earth!

If I hadn't lost my spiritual awareness and couldn't cultivate, such a gift wouldn't have fallen into my hands.

Nezha had just eaten a ginseng fruit and gained the good fortune from it, so his perception was clearer.

If Ji Luo stared for too long at this moment, he would not be able to help but have a thought: Brother, you smell so good!

Nezha looked at Zhen Yuanzi in surprise.

"Senior, what's happening to my brother...?"

Zhen Yuanzi was very satisfied with Nezha's first reaction, and he felt relieved from then on.

"My disciple has great luck, but he is a little ignorant and doesn't understand the reason. However, this is not a bad thing for him. If he lets nature take its course, he will achieve great success."

Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile.

Nezha understood.

"Brother Ji Luo and I hit it off right away, and from now on we'll be closer than real brothers!"

Nezha finally figured out why the two of them got along so well. From a certain perspective, he and Ji Luo were truly family.

Ever since the bones were removed and the flesh returned, it seems that I and Ji Luo are closer than in terms of blood relationship. Radish spirits and lotus roots can also be considered close relatives, right?

Nezha thought so in his heart.

When Ji Luo came to his senses, he found that his master and Nezha were both looking at him.

"Um, Master, I seem to have had an epiphany just now."

Zhen Yuanzi nodded slightly and asked, "Have you gained any insights?"

Ji Luo scratched his head and said awkwardly, "Hehe, I am ignorant and haven't realized anything."

Ji Luo is very honest in his cultivation. He knows that as a radish spirit he has innate deficiencies, and there is nothing wrong in asking for advice.

Seeing Ji Luo being so modest, Nezha opened his mouth, but ultimately did not remind his younger brother of his mistake in understanding.

Zhen Yuanzi echoed Ji Luo's words and said, "Diligence can make up for one's shortcomings, and temporary setbacks should not discourage one."

"Disciple, please remember this!"

"This ginseng fruit has lost all its vitality and is no longer useful to you, but it still has some leftover for your two friends. Why not give it to them?"

Zhen Yuanzi reminded.

Although he didn't eat the ginseng fruit in front of him, he had sucked all the nutrients out of it. If he left it here, it would wither soon. If he gave it to Miss Zhu'er and Tiger Vanguard, it would help them.

After Ji Luo said goodbye to the main hall, Zhen Yuanzi discussed something with Nezha.

Ji Luo hurried to the wing room, where Zhu'er was sweeping the yard with a broom. Her slim figure looked beautiful even from behind.

"Brother Tao!"

Zhu'er's eyes brightened up when she saw Ji Luo. She ran to Ji Luo's side excitedly, her plump red lips seemed to have many words to say, but in the end she just greeted him softly, her voice gentle and tactful.

"Daoist Zhu'er, here is a remaining ginseng fruit. Although it has lost most of its essence and is useless to me, it still has some extra for Daoist Zhu'er's cultivation. You can eat half of it and I'll give the other half to Tiger Vanguard."

Ji Luo said it very clearly, because he knew that if he didn't explain it clearly, Miss Zhu'er would definitely not eat it.

Ji Luo didn't give Zhu'er a chance to refuse. He gave her half of the ginseng fruit and then came to the backyard.

Usually the Tiger Vanguard practices its tiger pounce technique here.

Zhu'er was holding half a ginseng fruit, with a complicated look in her beautiful eyes. At first, she wanted to repay the favor of saving her life, but in the end, the debt became bigger and bigger... The Taoist brother spoke lightly, saying that the ginseng fruit had lost all its nutrients, just because he didn't want her to think too much.

But no matter how much you think about it, even if the ginseng fruit has lost its nutrients, it is still the residue of the ginseng fruit.

Zhu'er didn't disappoint Ji Luo's kindness. She just owed him a favor. Brother Hu's suggestion was simple but feasible. Why not give birth to a few more children for Brother Dao...

"Tiger Vanguard, Tiger Vanguard!"

Ji Luo shouted in the backyard.

Tiger Pioneer liked this name very much, even though it was just a name given by the rat demon to trick him, Tiger Pioneer still liked it.

"Big brother!"

Tiger Vanguard emerged from the bushes nearby.

Tiger Vanguard was still the size of an orange cat. Even though his senior brothers and master did not restrict him from changing back to his original form, Tiger Vanguard refused to change back. He said that it was more convenient to practice this way.

"Eat this."