"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, on successfully taking form!"
"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, hurry and knock down a couple of your Ginseng Fruits for me to taste! They've been tempting me to death!"
Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi had been old friends for many years. One day, Hong Yun drifted above Wuzhuang Temple and happened upon Zhen Yuanzi gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
They were both encountering another living being for the first time. Feeling an instant kinship, they stayed together, and after countless years, Hong Yun had long been thinking about those Ginseng Fruits.
Now that he had successfully taken form, Hong Yun could no longer hold himself back. He grabbed Zhen Yuanzi and ran beneath the Ginseng Fruit Tree.
"Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, don't be so impatient. These Ginseng Fruits aren't so easily picked."
"Please, Fellow Daoist!"
Zhen Yuanzi then held the Golden Striking Rod in one hand and a silk handkerchief in the other. He tapped a Ginseng Fruit, which landed steadily upon the handkerchief.
"Fellow Daoist, what is the reason for this?"
"Hahahaha, Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, Ginseng Fruits fall when they encounter gold, wither when they encounter wood, dissolve when they encounter water, scorch when they encounter fire, and burrow into the ground when they encounter earth.
Without my method, no one can pick these Ginseng Fruits."
After saying that, Zhen Yuanzi picked another Ginseng Fruit.
Upon hearing Zhen Yuanzi's words, Hong Yun felt somewhat discouraged. How was he supposed to sneak Ginseng Fruits to eat in the future?
"Hong Yun, you weren't thinking of sneaking some Ginseng Fruits while I'm cultivating, were you?"
"Ah, how did you guess?"
Hong Yun had spoken too quickly and blurted out what was on his mind.
Zhen Yuanzi helplessly shook his head and said:
"Fellow