"It's Hongyun."

Dongfang Yao smiled slightly.

As expected, I don’t know each other without fighting, so I have to start arguing with it. What have you done long ago?

"Red Cloud?"

"Is he still alive?"

"Your Excellency, please tell me where Hongyun is now?"

Zhen Yuanzi was shocked and turned out to be Hongyun. I guess with Dongfang Yao's strength, he would not lie to him.

Dongfang Yao glanced left and right, afraid that there were too many people and eyes were mixed.

When Zhen Yuanzi saw it, he immediately understood that Dongfang Yao was afraid that the news would leak out.

"It's abrupt!"

"Fellow Taoist please come with me!"

Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand in the direction of his hall and made a gesture of inviting him.

"Yeah, OK!"

Dongfang Yao didn't say much, but walked towards Zhenyuanzi Hall.

After staying in Wuzhuang Temple for a few days, Dongfang Yao naturally knew that the main hall was the main hall of Zhenyuanzi.

......

Inside the Heavenly Palace.

Zhen Yuanzi invited Dongfang Yao to the main seat with a sincere look on his face.

"Fellow Taoist! I'll sit here!"

Dongfang Yao did not dare to scatter the host, and pointed to the guest on the right and said.

"Your Excellency, you don't have to refuse, the one who is successful is the first!"

"Today, the channel is wrong first, fellow Taoist please sit down!"

Zhen Yuanzi repeatedly asked Dongfang Yao to attend the throne. Although Dongfang Yao was extremely young and much younger than him, Zhen Yuanzi did not dare to neglect at all.

There are some orders of hearing the truth, and those who understand it are the first!

Dongfang Yao could not resist Zhen Yuanzi's enthusiasm, and just sat on the main seat.

"Come on! Look at the tea!"

Zhen Yuanzi said to the disciples at the door.

"Abide by the order!!"

A boy at the door trotted away.

After Zhen Yuanzi sat down, he saw a pile of spiritual fruits on the table. He was about to let Dongfang Yao taste it, but his hand that he was about to raise suddenly closed.

How could you eat these ordinary spiritual fruits with such powerful powers?

"Qingfeng, you go to the backyard orchard to pick ten ginseng fruits."

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the Taoist boy standing on the side and said.

“Yes, Master!”

A young Taoist boy took the order and left. It was Zhen Yuanzi's Taoist boy Qingfeng.

"Fellow Taoist! Ginseng Fruit?"

Dongfang Yao was slightly surprised when he saw Zhen Yuanzi's attitude.

Zhen Yuanzi actually brought ten ginseng fruits to entertain him, which is the most precious thing in Wuzhuang Temple.

This ginseng fruit blooms every three thousand years and bears every three thousand years. It can only ripen in nine thousand years. In ten thousand years, there are only twenty or thirty pieces in a batch.

I actually picked ten pieces at once? Isn’t this half gone in ten thousand years?

This Zhen Yuanzi is really a generous person.

Seeing Dongfang Yao's surprised expression, Zhen Yuanzi felt that he had saved some of the factory.

The innate spiritual root ginseng fruit is the foundation of one's own survival and life, and it is also the basis of the fortune of Wuzhuang Temple and even Wanshou Mountain.

Looking at the three realms, your own ginseng fruit can also be ranked in the top three.

"Friend Taoist is here for the first time today. I should not dare to neglect the fellow Taoist."

"Besides, the kindness of fellow Taoists in preaching is not worth mentioning!"

Zhen Yuanzi saw Dongfang Yao's surprise and waved his hand to Dongfang Yao.

Not long after they finished speaking, two Taoist boys walked in with a bamboo basket.

Before I walked in, a fruity fragrance had already been heard. Dongfang Yao had seen it before. The natural way of the taste is the taste of ginseng fruit.

"I am the only one here, this spiritual fruit is considered a good thing. Fellow Taoist, try it!"

Zhen Yuanzi untied the cloth, and a basket of small-shaped green fruits lay quietly in the basket.

The spiritual energy flows on the fruit, and the fragrance is swaying.

"Then I'm more respectful than obedient!"

"Click!"

Dongfang Yao picked up one of them and bit it with a big mouth. His mouth suddenly became fragrant and extremely sweet.

Ginseng fruit has a crisp and sweet taste, which melts in your mouth, and in a flash, the lower abdomen turns into a strong spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

With a mouthful of mouth, Dongfang Yao only felt that the Dantian was cool, as if the magic power was faintly rising.

After a few mouthfuls, the whole person felt transparent in his mind and body, and an indescribable feeling filled his body.

A few bites, one fruit is finished.

"Fellow Taoist, don't refuse. You have to eat more of this fruit to feel the wonderful use."

When Zhen Yuanzi saw that Dongfang Yao had finished eating, he took it and continued to give in to Dongfang Yao, a powerful man of the quasi-saint level, he really had to eat a few more.

"Um!"

When Dongfang Yao saw this, he did not refuse. Those who practice Taoism always have to follow their original intentions.

"Click!"

After a while, Dongfang Yao had already swallowed the fruit in half of the basket, and he felt that his mana seemed to have increased by a little.

Don’t underestimate this point, you must know that Dongfang Yao is the peak quasi-saint cultivation level.

Dongfang Yao was also quite touched by this. After eating, he looked at the remaining ones in the fruit basket and felt a little embarrassed to eat them again.

"Haha! This half basket of ginseng fruit is a gift from me."

"Fellow Taoist, don't refuse!"

Zhen Yuanzi was also happy to see Dongfang Yao’s expression. If there was no ginseng fruit, he would have suffered such a great cause and effect in vain, and he really didn’t know how to repay him.

"Haha! Then I'll accept it!"

Dongfang Yao waved his hand and put the ginseng fruits into Qiankun bag.

"But I will not take advantage of you for nothing."

"I happened to have some spiritual fruits, so I gave them to the master."

In Zhen Yuanzi's puzzled eyes, Dongfang Yao patted the Qiankun bag, and several rays of light flashed, and the fruity fragrance suddenly filled the fruit basket.

"The Holy Spirit Fruit of Ten Thousand Years!"

"Thousand-year purple grapes!"

"The Wannian Xian Peach!"

When Zhen Yuanzi saw that there were only ten fruits in the basket, and they were all ten of them.

Seeing these fruits, Zhen Yuanzi was shocked.

This kind of spiritual fruit is no less than the spiritual fruit of its own ginseng fruit, and it is all made of ten thousand years of ingredients.

This person is so casual?

These spiritual fruits are hard to come by if you want to eat.

"This is really, thank you!"

"Fellow Daoist! I wonder what Hongyun you mentioned now is what others are doing?"

After being shocked, Zhen Yuanzi hurriedly thanked him. He wanted to give Dongfang Yao a few spiritual fruits, but he didn't expect that the other party would not take advantage of him at all.

Then Zhen Yuanzi started asking, after all, it was of great importance.

"You guys go down!"
To be continued...