Meng Haoran said nothing. Zhen Yuanzi thought he was acquiescent. He knew that as long as he promised, the ginseng fruit tree could recover, and his face finally slowed down a lot.
Although he still lost a few fruits after the ginseng fruit tree was restored, compared with the current loss, those fruits were insignificant. At present, he said to Meng Haoran, "well, as long as Xiaoyou can save it, I can let bygones be bygones this time."
Meng Haoran also smiled and knew that if he had done awesome things later, he would have solved it.
"Before that, I have an unkind request. I hope you can leave here for a moment. I don''t want outsiders to be present when I treat." Meng Haoran took advantage of the situation and put forward such a request, which made Zhen Yuanzi feel a little confused. He didn''t use Sanguang divine water! Still need confidentiality?
Fortunately, Zhen Yuanzi finally agreed. After all, he didn''t say much.
When Meng Haoran was left alone at the scene, Meng Haoran showed a confident smile and treated a fallen tree. Even if the tree was a famous congenital spiritual root, it didn''t say anything big to him.
As soon as the rules of good fortune came out, Meng Haoran easily restored the ginseng fruit tree to its original state, and even the four fruits that had been eaten by Meng Haoran and Sun Wukong were brought out again.
When Zhen Yuanzi saw the complete and strange ginseng fruit tree and repeatedly confirmed that there was no mistake, he looked at Meng Haoran with strange eyes. Naturally, he also found the extra fruit of ginseng fruit tree. He secretly muttered that the Sanguang Shenshui should not have such ability!
The tree was saved. Zhen Yuanzi himself had a good temper. He was very kind and looked like an old good man. He couldn''t see his previous indifference, especially his intimacy with Meng Haoran. He was about to call himself brother.
"Xiaoyou is really powerful, so you can bring back the dead." Zhen Yuanzi doesn''t know how many times he said that. It seems that he really admires Meng Haoran.
"It''s just a coincidence. It''s also a coincidence at this time. If I wait a little longer, I can''t help it." Meng Haoran said modestly that this attitude was appreciated by Zhen Yuanzi again.
Meng Haoran and Zhen Yuanzi had a heated conversation Hot, but the Tang monk on the other side is not very good. They are still entertained by the breeze and bright moon. Because of what happened before, they also have resentment against the Tang monk, so they use cold violence. They don''t leave the Tang Monk''s teachers and disciples except for the necessary words.
The Tang Monk''s teachers and disciples who knew they were wrong could only eat their own fruit.
Finally, the Tang monks left soon after they stayed, leaving Meng Haoran alone to receive hospitality here. Of course, when they left, they thanked Meng Haoran for saving his life. In particular, the monkey king was very moved by Meng Haoran''s help. In the future, Meng Haoran will come to help if he has something to do.
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In Wuzhuang temple, Meng Haoran and Zhen Yuanzi finally began to talk about Tao, but basically, Zhen Yuanzi was saying that Meng Haoran listened again, and only gave a few opinions from time to time, as if it was a flash of light. Even Zhen Yuanzi could get some inspiration from these viewpoints, so he was also very happy, and he was more happy to get along with Meng Haoran.
Meng Haoran''s current state is actually the same as that of Zhen Yuanzi. It is only because of other reasons that his combat power is far beyond the state. The theory of Tao in the same state can naturally be used for reference. Therefore, Meng Haoran still has some harvest, which is why he has been discussing Tao with Zhen Yuanzi, otherwise he would have left long ago.
The rescue of ginseng fruit trees did not use Guanyin''s Sanguang Shenshui, especially the four more ginseng fruits, which greatly changed the plot. Therefore, Meng Haoran also got some luck. In addition, the exchange harvest with Zhen Yuanzi was generally OK.
After staying at Wuzhuang temple for about 10 days, Meng Haoran declined Zhen Yuanzi''s invitation and continued to follow the journey to the West. It was not enough to break through the 9-star luck, and he had no way.
The way of learning scriptures is boring. Meng Haoran is also boring in the next few years. He has something to do only when the plot comes.
Fortunately, there is a mobile terminal. Meng Haoran is really boring and tight. It''s OK to go in and play games. You can get through it.
In the twinkling of an eye, the way to get scriptures is also half of the way to get scriptures. On this day, Meng Haoran followed Tang monks to a mountain forest. Tang monks were resting in place, but Meng Haoran found something interesting.
About ten kilometers away from the Tang monks, a beautiful woman with pure charm is coming slowly. Meng Haoran saw her body at a glance, which is a white bone.
"Is the scene of three dozen Baigujing going to be staged?" Thinking of this, Meng Haoran immediately became interested. However, he was not interested in watching the monkey king play Baigujing, but he planned to mix it with himself.
Meng Haoran''s mind turned very fast. The opportunity was that he had a plan after a few breaths. He smiled at the corners of his mouth. After looking at the monkey king who had not found the white bone essence, he went to the white bone essence first.
"I heard that the Tang monk is coming. This time I must kill him and destroy the west to learn scriptures. In this way, our monsters will have a way out." The woman who spoke with the white bone essence whispered in her mouth. Her eyes were a little numb, as if she had no soul.
"Well, I opened these mountains and planted these trees. It''s not easy for everyone, and it''s even harder for me. If you want to live from now on, leave some money!" A loud drink woke up the white bone spirit who was still thinking about things. She looked down the voice and saw a simple and honest man in her hand
"Cucumber!!?" Bai Gujing stared wide and obviously couldn''t believe it, but this is an indisputable fact. A man who robbed cucumbers, er, may be said to collect tolls.
Bai Gujing looked at the man who was also drunk. An ordinary mortal, or a mortal with mental illness, should come to rob her. It was funny to think about it.
I wanted to kill him directly, but the white bone spirit suddenly felt playful again, pretended to be pitiful and said to the big man, "can you not give it, brother, the little woman really doesn''t have it, or you can search."
"Sousou, this..." the man was stunned, then looked at the obvious ditch of Baigujing and looked embarrassed. "No! This..." although he said so, his body moved slowly.