"Alright, we're going then, no need to return the favor, really no need, you're too polite. If you insist on giving it, it's not that I'm against it. Hey, what is this thing?"
Deng Chanyu thought that the ginseng tree would return the gift to herself, so she declined twice. Then, she saw the ground rise rapidly, and the roots of the tree pulled out two seed pods from the depths of the ground.
She pointed at herself: "For me?"
The branches of the ginseng tree moved twice, indicating, yes.
Na Zha never knew how to write the character "fear", seeing these two seed pods were quite interesting. He remembered that he was born from a meat ball and picked up the Fire Dragon Gun, casually poking the seed pods twice with it.
"Puff puff" two blood holes
Nezha: "？？？?"
Suddenly removing the protective covering of the ginseng tree: "？？？"
Inside the seed pods were two unconscious young Daoists. Nezha's Fire Dragon Gun did not awaken them either.
One shot hit the arm, which was okay, but the other was pierced through the abdomen, and the blood gushed out like a fountain.
The small qingluan behaved like a little adult, furrowed her brow and analyzed: "It looks somewhat familiar?"
Deng Chanyu glanced at her and said, "Are you color blind? These two aren't just Qing Feng and Ming Yue, the attendants by Zhen Yuanzi? You can't recognize them?"
The small qingluan was greatly surprised, staring at them with big, clear eyes: "Those two in the main hall, aren't they fake?"
She immediately recalled the scene when Yun Zhongzi disguised as Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao to attack Yun Xiao. She was eager to awaken Qing Feng and Ming Yue at once and then go back to confront those two imposters.
Deng Chanyu noticed her wide eyes and tightly clenched fists, and quickly raised her hand to flick in front of her face twice. "Wake up, wake up, don't sleep; it's not time for dreams yet. Speak less, think more; these two may not be real, and the two inside may not be fake either. Don't make hasty judgments."
Let the two brats bandage Qing Feng and Ming Yue's wounds. Don't live happily in the ground, only to be shot dead on the surface by two shots, making this cause and effect too mysterious.
Deng Chanyu asked the ginseng tree again, "Where did these two Daoists come from, and why were they buried underground?"
The branches of the ginseng tree shook twice, indicating that it didn't know either.
As a tree, its concept of time is completely different from that of humans and immortals.
Deng Chanyu felt that the twenty years since her transmigration had passed by exceptionally full, but for a tree, ten or a hundred years might just slip by in the blink of an eye.
It wasn't for Deng Chanyu's thick earth elemental spirit energy, the ginseng tree would never have awakened.
Sensing the two unlucky guys buried deep underground, the ginseng tree dimly remembered Qing Feng and Ming Yue looked familiar, so it handed them over to Deng Chanyu to deal with.
"This thing looks like it's going to be really troublesome. I'll try my best."
Deng Chanyu put the unconscious and seemingly heavily injured Qing Feng and Ming Yue into the World of Thousand Miles Scenery, then returned to the main hall with Nezha and the small qingluan.
Master Dabao laid out the Zhaixian Sword Formation, which appeared to be merely a show of force. After the immortals of the Chuan Temple and the numerous scattered immortals no longer left, he conveniently collected up his grand array diagram. Immortals with sharp eyes had noticed that this array diagram had been used only once, and its internal energies were surging, with occasional thunderous explosions. However, Master Dabao suppressed them all with great magical power.
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Guang Chenzi did not pay attention to the interruption by Master Dabao and used the Chuan Temple's reputation to force Zhen Yuanzi to compromise.
"Great Sage, you are a senior sage of Hongwu, and you should know that this is the will of heaven. This treasure should belong to the Chuan Temple."
Zhen Yuanzi had been holding back his anger in his heart, and now Guang Chengzi brought up the big banner of the Chuan Temple.
Guang Chenzi's meaning was that, "I know you're in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry! Your starting point is definitely good, but don't rush at first. Calm down and think it through, organize your thoughts, and rephrase it properly."
Zhen Yuanzi chuckled dryly twice, glancing sideways at Ji Fa's chaotic bell. Guang Chengzi was calm and composed on his side, not believing that Zhen Yuanzi would flip the table, nor did he think Zhen Yuanzi would keep all eleven of their brethren here with just his might.
The fact is that Zhen Yuanzi indeed dared not confront the Chuan Temple, but he still put up a show of defiance: "Friend, your words are reasonable; this treasure should belong to this young immortal."
He can acknowledge that the chaotic bell belongs to Ji Fa, but not acknowledge that it belongs to the Chuan Temple.
Ji Fa is only a half-immortal, and he might die anytime. After his death, the chaotic bell will naturally become a thing without an owner again. He may have another chance then.
If it becomes the property of the Chuan Temple, there would be no hope at all. He can't very well go and seize it from the Yu Xiu Palace, can he?
Zhen Yuanzi played a trick, and the Western Teaching disciples indeed provided assistance.
Dashi Ze nodded seriously: "Great Sage's words are very true. We personally witnessed that this treasure indeed recognizes this young Daoist as its master."
Master Dabao: "Dashi Ze, you are right."
Deng Chanyu: "Master Dabao's words are indeed golden and jadeous advice."
Guang Chengzi hesitated for a moment, following his plan, he wanted to take the chaotic bell back to Yu Xiu Palace.
With the explicit opposition from so many saints' disciples and Zhen Yuanzi, he couldn't make things too extreme. The most crucial point was that today's series of events happened too suddenly, and he was completely unprepared for it.
At the moment, the Chuan Temple had the primitive supreme treasure of Pan Gu Fan and did not lack another primitive supreme treasure to suppress the fortunes of the Great School. Simultaneously, possessing two primitive supreme treasures, he also worried that Shǐ Tiān Zūn would face pressure from the other sages.
To slow down the situation, to take a step back, is not necessarily a bad thing.
Guang Chengzi nodded in agreement, and the chaotic bell was to be owned by Ji Fa, marking the end of the ginseng fruit conference hosted by Zhen Yuanzi.
Leaving the territory of Wanshou Mountain, Guang Chengzi looked at all his fellow disciples: "Ji Fa is the supreme ruler of the great state of Zhou, as Master had said, he is the key to propelling Zhou to prosperity and overthrowing Shang. I believe all of you fellow disciples know this as well."
To say that the immortals of the Chuan Temple have no desires for the chaotic bell? That's underestimating the fame and power of the chaotic bell.
Even the Immortal Lord who received the ultra-rare primitive supreme treasure of the Unity Golden Cauldron felt envious. If this bell were his own, it would be amazing! How could this broken bell choose Ji Fa? It must be destiny.
At this point, no matter what the immortals of the Chuan Temple might have thought, Guang Chengzi scrutinized them, "I once heard Master say that to refine such a supreme treasure, we must use great magical power. We might as well go to Zhou State and hide behind the human aura, helping Ji Fa refine the supreme treasure."
Counting on Ji Fa to refine the treasure by himself would take his entire life and still not allow him to wield a treasure of this level. Even in Guang Chengzi's own Jiu Xian Mountain Yuanyuan Cave, it wouldn't work. If the news of the chaotic bell got out, facing an endless stream of enemies, his Da Luo Jin Xian might not even be able to protect Ji Fa.
Rather than that, since the disciples are all here, let's not send them away. Let's all go find Ji Ziyu together. If anyone dares to cause trouble, let Ji Ziyu deal with them, or let him kill Ji Ziyu!
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