People are conferring gods: I have risen from the beginning, I am the White Emperor!

Bodhi led the Buddha, Tathagata, and Zhen Yuanzi to the inner garden of Wuzhuang Temple.

In the inner garden,

Sun Wukong stood by the wall, looking at Bai Zhao coming from afar, his pupils shrank slightly,

This matter actually alarmed the emperor? .

Ten thousand years ago, he watched Bai Zhao move stars and constellations in the ancient starry sky, and projected the stars in the sky on the earth,

In his heart, he felt that this emperor was the highest in the ancient world, equal to Bodhi Patriarch.

But today,

his master Bodhi was also polite in front of Bai Zhao,

He could even see a hint of flattery in Bodhi's smile!

Doesn't this mean that Bai Zhao's status is still higher than Bodhi's?

Zhu Bajie was a man with good eyesight. As soon as the auspicious cloud fell, he rushed up to pay his respects one by one.

"I am old Zhu. I greet the Taoist Master, the Master, the Great Celestial Master, and the Golden Mother!"

Zhu Bajie listed the many sacred treasures present in a row.

With admiration and respect in his eyes,

Xuan Du cursed angrily:

"Evil disciple, you did a good job."

Beside him, at least they were all quasi-saints, who could tell the cause and effect of the matter at a glance.

If Zhu Bajie hadn't instigated the monkey to steal the ginseng fruit, how could so many troubles have been caused?

Zhu Bajie was slapped on the face with a smile, and his body couldn't help but shrink back, not daring to speak again.

Tang Seng stood by the wall, constantly looking at Bai Zhao.

He knew that this person was the new saint who came to treat the ginseng fruit tree.

Bai Zhao looked young, seemingly only in his early twenties, and he was inevitably a little nervous.

The people invited by the Buddha Tathagata could not save the ginseng fruit tree.

Can this young Taoist do it?

He didn't have a magic eye and couldn't see through the strength of the people present. He could only ask Sun Wukong for peace of mind.

Tang Seng moved two steps to the right and approached Sun Wukong.

Bent down, turned his head and whispered to Sun Wukong:

"Wukong, this...young venerable, do you have a way to save the tree?"

In his heart, he wanted someone to save the ginseng fruit tree.

In this way, they could go west again to obtain scriptures.

But seeing Bai Zhao's appearance, he really couldn't let go.

Sun Wukong listened to Tang Seng's question and looked at Bai Zhao in front of him.

There was some confusion in the monkey's eyes.

Finally, he shook his head and said:

"Master, I don't know either."

Before Bodhi Patriarch took action,

He felt that no matter who took action, Tathagata Buddha, Great Emperor Bai Zhao, and Bodhi Patriarch, they could easily save the ginseng fruit tree.

But after Bodhi Patriarch used his origin and failed to save the ginseng fruit tree, he already understood the difficulty of this matter.

Now even if Bai Zhao took action,

He couldn't be completely sure of the final result.

Zhu Bajie, who was standing on the side, was standing on the left side of Tang Seng with a nine-toothed rake and said:

"Master, if this one can't do it,"

"Then we can forget about our pilgrimage."

If the Rule Daoist Master himself can't save the tree,

Then I'm afraid that only the Daoist Ancestor, who was in harmony with the Heavenly Dao in the past, can save the tree.

But Daoist Ancestor never took action again after he was conferred the title of God.

How could he go to the lower world because of the trouble they caused?

Although Sun Wukong and others were talking in low voices,

How could Bai Zhao not hear it?

But he didn't mean to explain at all.

Early before coming here, he knew the situation of the ginseng fruit tree.

For other great powers, even Hunyuan, it was difficult to keep the ginseng fruit tree alive.

But he is good at solving problems from the root,

In addition, his cultivation has reached Taiyi, which is higher than Zhenyuanzi.

Reincarnation is just a small matter.

At this moment,

In the wide orchard of Wuzhuang Temple,

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Tang Monk, Sha Monk, Qingfeng Mingyue stood by the wall,

Bodhi Jieyin, Haotian Jinmu, Xuandu Zhenyuanzi, behind Bai Zhao,

They all looked at Bai Zhao nervously,

They all had their own thoughts, but they all hoped that the tree could survive.

And at the point where everyone's eyes were focused,

At this moment, the young Taoist walked slowly to the bottom of the tree,

Several roots of the ginseng fruit tree had already turned out of the ground, wrapped in fresh soil, intertwined like a giant python,

The Taoist only took a glance,

Then he stretched out his right hand, and between his jade-white fingers, a ray of crystal-clear spiritual light of creation appeared,

The spiritual light of creation fell like water, dripping into the roots of the ginseng fruit tree,

One breath,

Two breaths,

Three breaths...

Time passed slowly,

The ginseng fruit tree only had a little bit of vitality at the beginning,

But after nine breaths, this faint vitality began to slowly dissipate.

"No? Or no〃‖?"

Bodhi looked at the ginseng fruit tree that still didn't come back to life, his eyes showing anxiety.

Even Bai Zhao couldn't save the ginseng fruit tree?

Zhen Yuanzi looked at his ginseng fruit tree with a distressed face.

He thought that with so many gods taking action,

there must be someone who could save this spiritual root, but he didn't expect...

In the end, even the Rule Daozun took action, his ginseng fruit tree showed no signs of improvement.

He slowly approached the ginseng fruit tree and touched the fallen trunk with his hand. His face was cold.

Gritting his teeth, he said:

"Don't worry, old friend."

"I will definitely avenge you!"

Tang Seng, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Seng all shuddered when they heard Zhen Yuanzi's murderous words.

Looking at each other, they all saw the despair in each other's eyes.

"It's over, it's over. I'm afraid I'm really going to die."

Zhu Bajie howled miserably in his heart.

This disaster is over.If they don't leave, not only will the 81 difficulties end here, but also the group of people who are traveling west, the culprit, will be skinned and pulled out, and their bones will be crushed and scattered by Zhenyuan Daxian!

When everyone was extremely anxious,

then the Taoist under the tree said calmly:

"Since it is irrigated by the spirit of creation, it should turn death into life. This is the rule of heaven and earth."

After speaking,

The courtyard was silent, with only the wind blowing.

The rules and the avenues flowed. In an instant, the words of the young Taoist were like the laws of heaven and earth, engraved in the rules of the prehistoric world.

Just like the rotation of the four seasons and the reincarnation of life and death, it is the truth of heaven and earth!

The change awakened the immortals.

When they looked at the ginseng fruit tree in front of the Taoist again,

they saw that the top-grade innate spiritual root, which had fallen to the ground, with its roots exposed, its leaves falling and branches withered, and its vitality gone, suddenly emitted a bright green light.

Accompanied by the surging of the earth veins,

the fruit tree that had fallen to the ground slowly returned to its original position.

In just a moment,

the roots of the tree were rooted in the ground, the roots and bark were combined, the leaves sprouted, the branches were green and the fruits were produced.

A complete ginseng fruit tree appeared in front of the immortals.

Yin and Yang, life and death, have been reversed!

"It's alive! It's alive!"

Zhu Bajie almost cried with joy when he saw the scene in front of him.

The ginseng fruit tree is alive, and they can finally stop dying!

Sun Wukong was also quite excited.

It all started with him.

During this period, he had been carrying a heavy burden in his heart.

Now that the ginseng fruit tree was alive again, the heavy burden in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Thinking of this, he looked at Bai Zhao, bowed his head and recited a sentence sincerely:

"Thank you, Jin Yuanzu Qi Rule Dao Zun!"

Tang Seng listened to the surprised voice of his disciple beside him, and looked at the ginseng fruit tree that was really alive in front of him.

Until now, he still felt like he was in a dream.

Before, the two Taoists invited by the Buddha Tathagata tried their best but failed to save the ginseng fruit tree.

Now this young man only said one sentence,

and he could make the fruit tree come back to life?

Such a magical power, stronger than that of the Buddha, is really incredible!

Tang Seng looked at Bai Zhao and chanted a Buddhist name:

"¨" Good, good,"

If the ginseng fruit tree can survive, they can continue to go to the West.

When the few people were rejoicing and thought that the matter was over,

they suddenly found that

the changes in the ginseng fruit tree in front of them were not over yet,

"Swish, swish!"

I heard a breeze blowing through the leaves of the ginseng fruit tree, and suddenly, another seventy-two divine lights enveloped the branches of the ginseng fruit tree,

The divine light was milky white, like essence,

and finally turned into seventy-two ginseng fruits on the fruit tree!

"Another seventy-two fruits?"

Zhu Bajie smelled the fragrance of the fruit for the first time,

He swallowed his saliva and looked at the gloomy sky above his head in disbelief, covering the sky for countless miles

The ginseng fruit tree not only survived, but also bore fruit again.

This Taoist master really sent Buddha to the west!

"Seventy-two?"

How is it possible?

Qingfeng was a little unconvinced. He and Mingyue had been guarding the ginseng fruit tree since they were young. They had been guarding it for many years.

They had seen dozens of batches of fruits on the ginseng fruit tree.

But the most batch would only produce thirty fruits. How could there be seventy-two?

He immediately raised his head, and his spiritual consciousness covered the branches of the ginseng fruit tree that covered thousands of miles. He counted them carefully again and again, and finally found that the number was indeed seventy-two.

"Master, it's true! The ginseng fruit tree has more than doubled its fruit!"

When he counted to the end, Qingfeng's handsome face flushed, and he immediately reported the good news to Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi had already stood at the bottom of the tree.

He (Qian Zhaozhao) approached the ginseng fruit tree, stretched out his hand, and kept touching the trunk of the ginseng fruit tree.

Feeling the joy from the latter, he couldn't help but smile.

In a good mood,

He turned sideways and faced Bai Zhao.

He made a solemn salute:

"I thank you, Daozun, for your help!"

He thought that it was a great blessing to save the ginseng fruit tree.

But he never thought that

Bai Zhao not only saved his ginseng fruit tree, but also made it stand up again after it was broken, and went one step further!

Originally, the ginseng fruit tree that could only produce thirty fruits every ten thousand years, now actually produced seventy-two fruits at once!

The power of rules is really terrifying!

This Taoist master has unpredictable magical powers!

"You are welcome, fellow Taoist."

Bai Zhao smiled faintly,

After all, someone has already paid for this move.

Thinking of this,

He looked at Bodhi Patriarch,

Bodhi looked at the lively ginseng fruit tree, and his originally happy face suddenly collapsed when Bai Zhao faced him.

He understood Bai Zhao's meaning,

This was something he promised in front of a group of great magical powers,

Even if he was thick-skinned, he couldn't go back on his word.

Now that the problem has been solved, he should fulfill his promise,

Resisting the heartache,

Bodhi reached his right hand into his sleeves and took out a purple lotus from his sleeves.

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