One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

Liubian Ruohuo gradually disappeared from Zhang Yang's hand and merged into the fire dragon. The fire dragon seemed to have come alive, twisting around eagerly, while opening his mouth to eject a fire snake.

Suddenly, all the Taoist priests in the front yard passed through the wall that was smashed by the publicity and came to the back yard to surround him. The little gangster thought that Daxian Zhenyuan would give him some face and let go of publicity, but he did not expect that he was so stingy, and the scene was a bit out of control.

In fact, the little hooligan knew very well who Zhang Yang was taking the ginseng fruit for, because he told him about the physique of helping the bone spirits to get rid of bloodthirsty in order to survive, so he had to rely on flat peaches or ginseng fruit to achieve this.

But if you give the ginseng fruit to a fairy, how could an old cadre like Zhenyuan Daxian agree? What's more, Zhang Yang hasn't said who he wants to give the ginseng fruit. If he says it, there is really no room for discussion.

Seeing that Zhang Yang is about to fight them, the little gangster can't just sit back and let it go. He has to come forward to resolve it anyway, even if he is only a twelve-year-old monk, he doesn't have any weight to speak.

So he hurriedly said to Zhenyuan Daxian next to Zhang Yang: "Why does Daxian care about Zhang Yang so much? This ginseng fruit is given to him, how about?"

Great Immortal Zhenyuan glanced at the little hooligan and said, "If you persuade me, let Jin Chanzi come out and say it by himself."

"You old..." The little gangster gritted his teeth with anger. He most hates that others will eat a golden cicada in front of him. If it weren't for this golden cicada, he might decide where to play leisurely now, and still use it here. Wuzhuangguan feel angry? However, in order to save Zhang Yang, he still resisted the swearing, and then tried a new way.

Suddenly, the little hooligan had a plan. He yelled and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth. Daxian Zhenyuan looked at him, did nothing, and wanted to see what tricks he could play.

The little hooligan chanted words that he didn't even know for a while, then got up again and looked at Daxian Zhenyuan next to him. With a startled expression on his expression, he immediately walked over and hugged Daxian Zhenyuan, very enthusiastically Said: "Hahaha, Zhenyuanzi, my old friend, hahahaha."

These few screams were really embarrassing. Daxian Zhenyuan could see that he was pretending at a glance, but he didn't open it up, just said: "Do you remember what you passed me personally on the Yulan Festival?"

What is Yulan Festival? The little hooligan had never heard of it. He thought about it for a long time, and then saw the tea on the table, thinking that this old guy likes tea so much, wouldn't it be tea? So he said tentatively: "Of course it's tea."

Daxian Zhenyuan was also very surprised. He didn't expect him to be right, but he didn't intend to mess around with the little gangster anymore. He stretched out his hand directly and clicked on the little gangster's head with his index finger, and a golden light came from him. It spreads on the forehead and has been all over the body.

Zhang Yang outside the court was planning to kill these Taoist priests, but he saw Jin Chanzi and Zhenyuan Daxian walking out side by side. Zhang Yang still respects Jin Chanzi, so he didn't do anything, just waiting for what he would say.

Jin Chanzi said to Zhang Yang: "Zhang Yang, I have discussed with Daxian Zhenyuan. He agreed to send ginseng fruit to you. No matter what you use, he won't care."

Then Zhenyuan Daxian also said: "You all retreat."

When the people were evacuated, Zhang Yang took away his stubbornness, and said nothing with a black face.

After the three of them returned to the lobby, Zhenyuan Daxian told Qingfeng and Mingyue to retreat, and then cast a spell to set up a golden barrier to isolate the room from the outside world.

With Jin Chanzi present, Zhang Yang was not worried about what kind of moths would come out of Daxian Zhenyuan. He walked to the little gangster and checked whether there were any wounds on his body, and found that he was just asleep, and there was nothing wrong with it. Just relax.

Jin Chanzi smiled and said to him: "I didn't expect you to care about him."

Zhang Yang said: "You know his life experience, and now I am the only person he can rely on."

Jin Chanzi nodded, and then Daxian Zhenyuan said: "Zhang Yang, don't you want to know the truth of everything? Just let Jin Chanzi tell you clearly. You only believe what he said."

Jin Chanzi said to Zhang Yang, "Where do I start? Start with the heaviest knot in your heart, the secret of ginseng fruit."

When Zhen Yuanzi first obtained the spiritual root of the ginseng fruit tree, he already knew that the ginseng fruit tree is not a spiritual grass, but an evil thing. It exclusively relies on the intake of human spiritual energy to obtain nutrients and grow and survive.

The reason why only the human soul can provide nutrients to the ginseng fruit tree is because Nuwa gave humans a breath of fairy air when she created a human being. This tone is the key to feeding the ginseng fruit tree.

Later, in order to prevent the fruit tree of life from attacking humans again, Daxian Zhenyuan built Wuzhuang Temple on the main spiritual root of the ginseng fruit tree, and cut off its roots extending to other places, and began the work of protecting mankind.

However, the ginseng fruit growing on the ginseng fruit tree can actually achieve the effect of immortality. As soon as the news spread, people and immortals from all over the world began to flock to Wuzhuang Temple to compete for the ginseng fruit tree. Relying on the strength of Zhenyuan Daxian alone, all those who came unexpectedly were blocked back.

Of course, there is also the ginseng fruit. Zhenyuanzi did not eat less ginseng fruit to improve his cultivation, so how could those who hit the door beat him?

However, over time, the drawbacks of the ginseng fruit tree also emerged. Without the support of human spirit, it began to stop bearing fruit, so for a time, the fruit of life became the rarest treasure.

Although the fruit trees were prevented from being robbed, Jin Yuanzi would still let them come and smell the gods who came to seek the life extension. However, as the ginseng fruit trees no longer bear fruit, and the fruit is gradually declining, Jin Yuanzi Knowing that if he doesn't find a way, the tree will be destroyed in his hands!

"You know what happened later." Jin Chanzi said to Zhang Yang.

"Tathagata Buddha uses his flesh to provide for the fruit tree of life?" Zhang Yang naturally knew about this. Zhen Yuanzi once told him, but wasn't this all lie to him? Why did Jin Chanzi say the same? He began to wonder whether the golden cicada in front of him was real or fake.

Seeing him with a puzzled look, Jin Chanzi continued: "In this world, not only ginseng fruit and flat peaches can make people live forever, but there is one more thing, you know."

Zhang Yang nodded, yes he knew that this thing was the golden cicada sitting in front of him. The golden cicadas of the tenth reincarnation used their bodies to feed the gods and Buddhas, in order to maintain their lifespan.

So Zhang Yang said, "Isn't it you."..