Composing a Poem

Chen Xuan never expected to be looked down upon by Mingyue. However, after a moment's thought, he felt relieved.

After all, Qingfeng and Mingyue were famously troublesome and lacked discernment.

Otherwise, during the Journey to the West, they wouldn't have provoked Sun Wukong into knocking down the Ginseng Fruit Tree.

So Chen Xuan didn't bother arguing with Mingyue, but the Red Cloud Ancestor on the side wasn't having it.

He glared fiercely at Mingyue and said, "Don't speak so carelessly. This young friend of mine is named Chen Xuan, and he is the foremost disciple of the Three Pure Ones Sect."

Hearing the Red Cloud Ancestor say this, Mingyue couldn't help but stick out his tongue.

It seemed he still didn't take Chen Xuan seriously, and instead directly extended his hand in a gesture of invitation, ushering the two into the Five Villages Temple.

Before long, Zhen Yuanzi came out with a smile on his face. He first exchanged bows with the Red Cloud Ancestor.

But when Zhen Yuanzi saw Chen Xuan, he couldn't help but be startled.

At this moment, Chen Xuan also bowed to Zhen Yuanzi and said, "Chen Xuan greets Martial Uncle Zhen Yuanzi. I apologize for the disturbance today. Please don't take offense, Martial Uncle Zhen Yuanzi."

Zhen Yuanzi then recovered from his shock and quickly waved his hand, saying, "It is my honor for young friend Chen Xuan to visit my Five Villages Temple."

After speaking, he made a gesture of invitation to Chen Xuan, leading Chen Xuan and the Red Cloud Ancestor into the main hall.

This couldn't help but make Mingyue whisper privately, "Brother Qingfeng, who exactly is this kid? Even Master treats him like this?"

Qingfeng glared at Mingyue, "Don't you understand? Didn't Master Red Cloud say he's the foremost disciple of the Three Pure Ones?

Master is naturally giving face to the Three Pure Ones, which is why he's treating this kid differently."

Fortunately, Zhen Yuanzi didn't hear these words, otherwise, he would have definitely made Qingfeng and Mingyue face the wall in contemplation.

After the guests and host were seated, Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile, "Young friend Chen Xuan, how did you end up with Red Cloud today?"

"Martial Uncle Red Cloud and I met on the way. I heard that Martial Uncle Zhen Yuanzi's Ginseng Fruits are ripe, so I came to ask for one to try."

Zhen Yuanzi laughed heartily, "If young friend likes them, you can take as many as you want from my Ginseng Fruit Tree."

Saying this, he stood up and led Red Cloud and Chen Xuan towards the back garden.

After walking through rooms and corridors for a while, a small door appeared before the three of them.

Zhen Yuanzi waved the whisk in his hand several times towards the small door, and the door slowly opened by itself.

At the same time, a golden light shot out from the small door, making even Chen Xuan feel dazzled.

As they walked through the small door, the true appearance of the Ginseng Fruit Tree also appeared before Chen Xuan.

Although Chen Xuan had seen descriptions of these Ginseng Fruits in Journey to the West in his previous life.

He was still incredibly shocked, because these Ginseng Fruits truly resembled infants less than three days old.

"As expected, it is a creation that seizes the fortune of heaven and earth. It truly deserves to be called one of the Ten Great Spiritual Roots," Chen Xuan said subconsciously.

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head with a smile, "They are just some fruits to quench thirst. How can they compare to the Grand Pure One's Nine Revolutions Golden Pills?"

This couldn't help but make the Red Cloud Ancestor impatient, "I say, let's stop being so polite. Let's pick a few fruits so that this poor Daoist and young friend Chen Xuan can quench our thirst."

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head helplessly at Red Cloud Ancestor, then immediately took out the Golden Striker and knocked down six Ginseng Fruits.

Although Zhen Yuanzi spoke generously, when it came to picking the fruits for guests, he wasn't as generous as his words suggested.

And Chen Xuan's true purpose wasn't as simple as just coming to eat two Ginseng Fruits.

Although these Ginseng Fruits are also called Grass Reversion Pills, eating one allows a mortal to live for forty-seven thousand years.

But for Chen Xuan, it was truly just a fruit to quench thirst, as Zhen Yuanzi said.

Chen Xuan's goal was to obtain a branch from this Ginseng Fruit Tree.

So he immediately waved his hand and plucked nine Nine Revolutions Golden Pills from the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill Tree.

He presented the nine Nine Revolutions Golden Pills to Zhen Yuanzi and said, "Uncle-Master Zhen Yuanzi, I have a presumptuous request. I wonder if I should speak it?"

Seeing the Nine Revolutions Golden Pills in Chen Xuan's hand, a light couldn't help but shine in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes.

What were Nine Revolutions Golden Pills? They were the number one spiritual elixir on the Great Desolate Land.

An ordinary creature eating one could instantly transform and attain the Dao. A cultivator eating one could strengthen their foundation, cultivate their origin, and increase their cultivation.

So he immediately spoke, "There's nothing you shouldn't speak. As long as this poor Daoist can help you, there's no reason to refuse."

Chen Xuan smiled and nodded, then handed the nine Nine Revolutions Golden Pills in his hand to Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi naturally accepted them with a smile and asked Chen Xuan again what his request was.

Chen Xuan pointed at the Ginseng Fruit Tree in front of him with his finger, "Uncle-Master Zhen Yuanzi, I would like to ask for a branch from you. I wonder if Uncle-Master Zhen Yuanzi is willing to part with it?"

Zhen Yuanzi never expected that Chen Xuan would actually ask for a branch from the Ginseng Fruit Tree.

He couldn't help but feel a little awkward. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It's not that this poor Daoist is unwilling to give it to you. It's just that this Ginseng Fruit Tree is unlike others.

If a branch is forcibly removed, it might damage the Ginseng Fruit Tree's origin.

How about this, whenever you want to eat Ginseng Fruit, just come to this poor Daoist's Five Villages Temple.

This poor Daoist will absolutely not be stingy and will guarantee that you eat to your heart's content."

As he spoke, he didn't forget to reluctantly return the Nine Revolutions Golden Pills he had just received to Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan smiled and shook his head, "Since Uncle-Master Zhen Yuanzi is reluctant, I cannot forcibly take what he cherishes.

These few Nine Revolutions Golden Pills will be my meeting gift. I happen to have some other matters, so I won't disturb Uncle-Master Zhen Yuanzi."

After speaking, he bid farewell to Zhen Yuanzi and Red Cloud Ancestor, turned around, and headed towards the small door.

Seeing Chen Xuan leave so abruptly, Red Cloud Ancestor couldn't help but become extremely anxious.

He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Chen Xuan, "Why are you in such a hurry, young friend? It's not too late to leave after tasting the Ginseng Fruit."

Chen Xuan stopped and looked at Red Cloud Ancestor, "Uncle-Master Red Cloud, I have a poem I want to give to Uncle-Master Red Cloud. I wonder if Uncle-Master Red Cloud would like to hear it?"

Red Cloud immediately nodded, "This poor Daoist is willing to listen attentively."

Chen Xuan immediately reached out and wrote in the air, reading aloud as he wrote:

In the North Sea there is a dwelling, the son yields his seat and forms karma.

Today, there are no hardships to be seen, but when the time comes, you will know that I am me.

After Chen Xuan finished speaking, he turned around again and walked out. He completely ignored the shocked Red Cloud Ancestor and Zhen Yuanzi.

However, at this moment, Chen Xuan was anxiously waiting for Zhen Yuanzi to speak and ask him to stay.

As expected, just as Chen Xuan's leg was about to step over the small door, Zhen Yuanzi's voice rang out.

"Little friend, please stay. Actually, it's not impossible to cut off a branch of this Ginseng Fruit Tree.

As long as the little friend can find the Three Lights Divine Water to help this poor Daoist protect the origin of the Ginseng Fruit Tree.

This poor Daoist is willing to give a branch of the Ginseng Fruit Tree to the little friend as a meeting gift."

Chen Xuan immediately stopped and turned around, "I wonder if three days and three nights of Three Lights Divine Water rain can protect the origin of the Ginseng Fruit Tree?"