Chapter 424: Fellow Daoist and I are destined to be together (4000 words)
Su Daji became restless, so she said goodbye and left, and asked Taibai Star God to arrange the monkey to the Peach Garden.

Then, while she set off for Xiniu Hezhou, she took out the jade talisman to message Yang Jian, asking where Yang Jian was.

At the same time, he sent a message to Yang San, telling him that Yang Jian had gone to Wuzhuang Temple. Even if he had the Seventy-Two Transformations to cover up his tracks, he had to be careful not to run into Yang Jian.

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a moment ago.

When Yang Jian arrived at Wuzhuang Temple and was about to knock on the tightly closed door of the Taoist temple, Mingyue Tongzi happened to come back with Yang San.

He did not change his appearance, nor did he hide his identity, but came in his true form.

After all, Zhen Yuanzi had a close relationship with Yuanshi Tianzun. If he used some dishonorable means, it would inevitably make Yuanshi Tianzun unhappy, so he decided to come openly.

When Mingyue Tongzi saw a being standing in front of the Taoist temple, with a majestic figure and a divine light all around him, and a divine power as powerful as hell, his eyes suddenly lit up. He did not dare to neglect him, and immediately bowed and asked, “This great immortal is visiting you late at night. Please forgive Mingyue for not entertaining you well. I wonder what brings you to Wuzhuang Temple?”

Yang San on the side raised his eyebrows, thinking that this guy heard the news so quickly, could it be that Patriarch Caiyun holds a very important position in his heart, so he can just ask for a high price.

In the past, he had done a lot of dirty things for her and received a lot of peaches from her, but it was still not enough. After doing this last job, he went into seclusion. The Kingdom of Women was a good place.

Yang Jian looked at the boy and the strange young man beside him and found that the other party’s cultivation was at the Golden Immortal realm. He frowned slightly, wondering when such a strong man appeared in the ancient times.

He answered casually: “I am Yang Jian, and I am here to visit the immortal Zhen Yuanzi.”

After saying that, he looked towards the gate of the Taoist temple and stared at the stone tablet in front of the gate. There were ten large characters on the stone tablet: “Wanshou Mountain is a blessed place, Wuzhuang Temple is a cave paradise.”

He immediately smiled and said, “What a great place.”

The moment Mingyue Tongzi heard Yang Jian’s identity, he became frightened. He bowed to thank Yang Jian for praising Wuzhuang Temple. He hurriedly led Yang Jian into the Taoist temple and into the main hall. He then called Qingfeng Tongzi to greet Yang Jian together.

In the center of the hall, there is an incense table. On the vermilion table is a golden incense burner, with neatly arranged incense sticks beside it.

“Heaven and Earth~”

Yang Jian looked at the tablet on the incense table and sensed a strong Taoist charm, and frowned slightly.

“True Lord, are you curious why the words Heaven and Earth are not enshrined here?”

“I am a little curious, is this heaven and earth the Emperor’s Heaven or the Great Heaven?”

Yang Jian nodded helplessly.

He had some suspicion that this Zhen Yuanzi might be worshipping Hongjun Daozu, but he did not say it explicitly. If he did, Hongjun would inevitably be aware of it and it would ruin his plan.

Qingfeng Tongzi said to himself: “Heaven and earth are just my master’s fabrication. In fact, the Three Pure Ones are my master’s friends, the Four Emperors are my master’s old friends, the Nine Stars are my master’s juniors, and Yuanchen is my master’s guest. No one is worthy of my master’s kneeling.”

Yang Jian glanced at the two boys and thought, what are you bragging about? How can a mere earthly immortal be so arrogant? It doesn’t take any guessing to know that Zhen Yuanzi deliberately said this to the two boys, and the boys subconsciously relayed it.

The reason for doing so is probably to save face when communicating with like-minded people.

If such arrogant words were known to the disciples of Sanqing, Zhen Yuanzi would certainly be in trouble. However, relying on his close relationship with Yuanshi Tianzun, he used this to elevate his own status, which just happened to add a little dignity when communicating with his peers.

After all, there is no room for Zhen Yuanzi to improve his cultivation, but there is room for his reputation.

Of course, these are all Zhen Yuanzi’s disguises. The person he really worships is Hongjun. The aura on this tablet carries a hint of the scent of the Jade Plate of Creation, which is exactly the same as the aura that Yang Jian sensed in the underworld in the past.

Yang Jian was too lazy to point it out, so he kept his discovery to himself and asked casually, “Where is your master?”

He knew that Zhen Yuanzi was not there, otherwise he would not have come here at this time and asked just to pretend that he didn’t know.

The boy said, “My master has gone to attend the Yulan Festival of the Tathagata Buddha and is not at home. I don’t know what the True Lord wants to see my master for. I can wait for my master to come back and pass on the message to him.”

Yang Jian had already made up an excuse, and said casually: “The Heavenly Palace will hold a Peach Festival soon. The Queen Mother tasted your fruits last time and found them quite interesting. She ordered me to come here to see if I can purchase some fruits for the Peach Festival so that the immortals in the Heavenly Palace can have a taste of something new.”

The two boys looked delighted, and when they looked at each other, they saw the unconcealable joy in each other’s eyes.

Their master Zhen Yuanzi has been running around to promote the ginseng fruit. If the Heavenly Court is really willing to include this thing in the Peach Banquet, Zhen Yuanzi will be very happy.

Although they were happy, the two boys could not decide on this matter, so they said, “This matter is extremely important, and it is not for me to decide. I will report to my master after he comes back. Please don’t blame me, Master.”

Yang Jian nodded: “It’s okay, I can take a look at the quality of the fruit first. If you are satisfied, Master, you can bring the fruit to the Heavenly Palace. The Queen Mother will definitely give you a satisfactory price.”

The two boys looked at each other, communicated with each other’s minds, and thought that it was no big deal to just take a look at the ginseng fruit tree, so they nodded in unison.

The boy Mingyue said, “I just happened to be watering the ginseng fruit tree, so I’ll take you there to have a look.”

“I have also heard of the ginseng fruit tree for a long time. Would you please let me go and take a look?”

Yang San suddenly asked.

Qingfeng Tongzi thought that this guy was Yang Jian’s follower and was about to agree subconsciously.

Mingyue Tongzi was about to refuse, but after thinking for a while, he stopped talking. As long as Yang Jian agreed, it would be fine. This man came with bad intentions. He first killed so many monsters, then killed his master’s guests, and now he coveted the ginseng fruit tree. Fortunately, he met Yang Jian. As long as he found a chance to tell Yang Jian about this man’s evil deeds, his plan for Wuzhuang Temple would surely fail.

“As long as the True Lord doesn’t mind, I will take you to see the ginseng fruit tree.”

Yang Jian asked in confusion: “Who is this fellow Taoist~”

“I am Yang San, a nobody.”

Yang San responded casually. He just felt that he was asking on purpose. He was so cunning that he was still so cautious at this time.

Yang Jian thought of what Taibai Xingjun said about a powerful man who hated evil and had recently set his eyes on Wuzhuang Temple, and thought that this might be the man.

This person has extraordinary cultivation, so he can just test him and see if he can win him over, so that he can contribute to tempering Sun Wukong’s character.

He nodded and said, “I have heard rumors that you hate evil, but I never thought I would meet you by chance today. It seems that you and I are destined to be together, so let’s go and take a look together.”

The two boys set off in front and led the two to the ginseng garden.

The boy Mingyue found an opportunity to secretly convey a message to the boy Qingfeng, telling him that Yang San had killed the monster in Wanshou Mountain and the distinguished guest of Zhenyuanzi.

He also said that he would find an excuse to fetch water and try to record this man’s origin somewhere in the Taoist temple. Then he would let True Lord Yang Jian take a look and subdue this man with his help.

He did not know Yang Jian’s true reputation. He only heard from Zhen Yuanzi that he was a close minister of the Emperor of Heaven and had extraordinary cultivation. However, Yang San’s powerful strength made him feel that Yang Jian might not be his opponent. It would be safest to secretly inform Yang Jian and let him make full preparations.

As soon as I arrived at a vegetable garden, before I saw any trees, I heard bursts of baby voices, some crying, some talking in incomprehensible baby gibberish.

“Ah! It turns out that the ginseng fruit is really as rumored, no different from a baby.”

Yang San was surprised. The boy smiled but said nothing, and led the two of them forward, avoiding the hidden formations in the vegetable garden. After a while, a large tree with fragrant green branches and gloomy green leaves appeared under the moon.

The leaves of the ginseng fruit tree are like banana leaves, a thousand feet high and about eight feet wide.

Yang Jian controlled his magic eyes, wanting to see clearly, he secretly made a gesture to create a breeze that lifted up the leaves, and he saw ginseng fruits swaying on the tree. They were just like children, who started crying loudly when they saw strangers coming.

He frowned slightly. This tree was full of pure energy. It was not the tree that absorbed the souls of living beings as Taibai Star Lord said. If it absorbed souls, there would definitely be resentment that would condense and not dissipate.

Yang San, who was standing by, saw the baby on the tree, shook his head and laughed, “So that’s how it is. It’s a pity that I believed the rumors and mistook Wuzhuang Temple for a demon cave. I thought this ginseng fruit tree grew on a corpse. The rumors really misled me!”

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and asked, “It seems that fellow Taoist knows the reason why this innate spiritual root can grow ginseng fruit?”

Yang San explained, “I met Mingyue Tongzi on the way, and went with him to the back mountain to fetch spring water. The spring water was extremely rich in vitality. Mingyue Tongzi said that this water was the source of the Zimu River. No matter whether it was a mortal or an immortal, as long as they drank this water, it would be like being pregnant for ten months, and they would give birth to a baby girl in a few days. It is not surprising that this innate spiritual root could produce ginseng fruit after drinking this water.”

Yang Jian looked at the bucket that Mingyue Tongzi was carrying and found that the water in it was indeed full of vitality. Its aura was somewhat similar to that of the Precious Lotus Lantern. He suddenly understood and said, “It seems that this is caused by the remaining power of Nuwa.”

The boy Mingyue widened his eyes and looked at him in confusion: “How does the True Lord know that this water is the power of the Goddess Nuwa? This spring flows down from West Kunlun, which is the territory of the Goddess Queen Mother of the West. How can it have the power of the Goddess Nuwa~”

Yang Jian shook his head and said nothing, without explaining.

He had personally seen the red hydrangea hanging in the sky above Baiyujing, and when the Queen Mother of the West left Baiyujing, she helped protect the remaining people of Woye under her command.

It makes sense that the source of the Zimu River comes from West Kunlun.

The relationship between Nuwa and Queen Mother of the West seems to be so deeply hidden that even an old veteran like Zhen Yuanzi is unaware of it.

Yang Jian felt that this trip was very fruitful. It turned out that the Kingdom of Women was related to Nuwa. The only question was whether Nuwa knew that her great power had left some poison here, or whether she had intentionally contributed to the existence of the Kingdom of Women.

Yang Jian had noticed the Kingdom of Women a long time ago, but he had never investigated it in depth.

The Kingdom of Women has existed for a long time. After Nuwa hung the red hydrangea in Baiyujing, the prototype of the Kingdom of Women was formed.

As a country inhabited entirely by females, it was inevitable that it would be targeted. The Kingdom of Women became the largest brothel in the ancient world, filled with sex and filth.

After the Conferred Gods, the Heavenly Court gained real power and began to control the chaos in the Kingdom of Women. Today, most of the fairies in the Heavenly Court are selected from the Kingdom of Women.

There was another thing that made Yang Jian feel strange, that was that as a saint, Nuwa must have known that her divine power was used by Zhen Yuanzi to water the ginseng fruit tree, but she did not stop it.

Yuanshi Tianzun also has a close relationship with Zhenyuanzi. In addition, Zhenyuanzi worships Hongjun, so there must be some inside story that Yang Jian is unaware of.

Otherwise, given the hostile relationship between the saints and Hongjun, there would be no room for Zhen Yuanzi, who worships Hongjun.

Just when Yang Jian was thinking.

The boy Mingyue went to the back mountain to fetch water, and left the boy Qingfeng to accompany him temporarily.

After a while, Yang San said he was extremely thirsty and asked Qingfeng Tongzi to get him some tea and sent him away.

Then, he looked at Yang Jian and asked, “How long are you going to pretend? Have you brought what I want? Don’t blame me for asking too much. That guy is very powerful. I am taking a huge risk to kill him for you. You should understand that.”

Yang Jian was originally wondering what the purpose of Zhen Yuanzi, Hongjun, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Nuwa was here, but was interrupted by a voice at the side, and subconsciously felt a little unhappy.

He quickly realized that he was not familiar with the man and that since he spoke so strangely, there must be something wrong with him.

Yang Jian took advantage of the situation and responded calmly, “Of course I brought it.”

“Why don’t you give it to me now?”

Yang San urged.

Yang Jian smiled but said nothing.

Yang San nodded and said, “I understand. I should always check the goods. This is the last time I will do something for you. I have found a very suitable place to live in seclusion. Don’t look for me in the future~”

As he spoke, he threw out the body of Patriarch Caiyun from his sleeve.

When Yang Jian saw this, he was shocked and instantly knew the identity of the person in front of him. A sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, he felt the talisman in his sleeve move, and Su Daji summoned him to ask where he was.

Yang Jian ignored it.

At the same time, Yang San held a jade talisman in his hand. He was puzzled as to why he had to use the jade talisman to communicate even though the person was right in front of him. The number of times this jade talisman could be used for communication was limited and it was very valuable. In addition, each time he used it, it would be one less talisman, so he felt painful every time he used it.

Fortunately, he was sure that what he would gain this time would be considerable, so he endured the pain and extended his soul.

【Yang Jian went to Wuzhuang Temple. 】

His pupils suddenly shrank and his whole body turned cold. He looked up and met Yang Jian’s playful eyes. The Yang Jian in front of him instantly became extremely terrifying in his eyes. His legs trembled and he almost wanted to escape.

“Dao~Daoyou, I recognized the wrong person.”

Yang San’s voice trembled, and after he finished speaking, he jumped up and was about to leave.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a bulge in Yang Jian’s sleeve, which was glowing with a light that had not been there before. The mark could only be the diamond cutter.

He knew how powerful the Vajra Cutter was, so he stopped and dared not move.

“I was wondering why there was no trace after more than a thousand years. It turns out that Su Daji was helping you cover up the traces!”

Yang Jian continued with interest: “Ancestor Caiyun actually died in your hands. It seems that you are quite capable. Tell me, which one of the three corpses are you?”

“Fellow Daoist, you got the wrong person. What are Su Daji and the Three Corpses? I don’t understand at all.”

“I see. It seems I really misunderstood you, fellow Taoist.”

Yang Jian casually said it was a misunderstanding, and no longer hid the Vajra in his sleeve. He controlled it with his magic power and flew it in the air.

Yang San couldn’t help but smile: “What do you mean, fellow Taoist?”

“You have an extraordinary cultivation level, and meeting me today is a fate. I will give you a chance.”

Yang Jian grabbed the air with his right hand, and a golden scroll appeared in his hand: “This is the List of Gods. It has rarely appeared in the world in the past thousand years. Those who are on the list can be ranked among the immortals. Daoist friend, please come in.”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, as if inviting someone to be included on the list.

(End of this chapter)