PFC Chapter 466 Zhen Yuanzi's Favoritism!
Chapter 466 Zhen Yuanzi's Favoritism!
Chapter 466 Zhen Yuanzi's Favoritism!
Longevity Hill, Wuzhuang Temple.
Ancient trees reach for the sky in the mountains, the surrounding area is rich in spiritual energy, and streams murmur.
The long staircase reached into the clouds, one end at Yang Jiao's feet and the other connecting to the vermilion gate of Wuzhuang Temple.
The flowers and grass on both sides are evergreen all year round, and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating.
You can see the upturned eaves and the pavilions arranged in a staggered manner.
The moment Yang Jiao stepped onto the stone steps, her pace quickened involuntarily, as if she were returning home.
"Uncle, Uncle, I'm here."
She shouted as she walked, her feet never slowing down.
As Mosquito Taoist watched the white cranes flying in the sky, circling overhead at varying heights, the sweetness of the ginseng fruit came to mind.
Swallowing hard, he smacked his lips and couldn't help but quicken his pace to keep up.
"Zhen Yuanzi, ginseng fruit, and the mosquitoes are here too."
The stone steps grew shorter beneath their feet, and the distant gate drew ever closer. As Yang Jiao stepped onto the last step, the gate opened with a resounding thud.
Suddenly, a head with two buns popped out from the front door.
Qingfeng Tongzi was overjoyed. He paused for a moment when he saw Yang Jiao, then broke into a wide smile:
“Little Zu has grown up.”
He turned around and called inside, "Mingyue, come quickly, Xiaozu has grown up!"
As Qingfeng spoke, he opened the door completely, and when he stopped, he couldn't help but take a second look.
As expected of the young master, he was adorable as a child, and now that he's grown up, his charm has only grown stronger.
A natural innate Taoist spirit.
He couldn't even imagine how excited his master would be if his little ancestor wore a Taoist robe and tied up his hair.
Qingfeng hurriedly went to greet Yang Jiao, but before he could get any closer, he was grabbed by the Mosquito Taoist beside him.
The mosquito asked in a low voice:
"Qingfeng, where is that tool for picking fruit?"
Qingfeng glanced sideways at Mosquito Taoist, pulled out his sleeve, and put on a smile again for Yang Jiao:
"Little Ancestor, come in quickly. Do you want to pick some ginseng fruit? There are several good-looking ones on that tree. I've saved them all for you."
Mosquito Taoist looked at his empty hands, and his fingers twitched unconsciously.
Dislike mosquitoes?
She stared at Qingfeng's two buns on his head, itching to tear them all off.
Yang Jiao came this time to talk to Zhen Yuanzi's uncle about the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, so naturally he wasn't interested in the ginseng fruit.
She cultivates the Qi of Heaven and Earth, so the spiritual energy from the ginseng fruit can't replenish much of it.
He only asked with concern:
Where is your uncle?
inside the house.
Zhen Yuanzi had already picked up the golden cudgel, but his ears started twitching at that moment.
She originally wanted her child to pick more ginseng fruit, but instead she started asking herself questions first.
How could Zhen Yuanzi not be overjoyed?
My dear niece!
A smile played on his lips as he raised an eyebrow and tossed the metal mallet back onto the table.
Then he quickly suppressed his smile, coughed lightly, and sat up straight.
For Yang Jiao, every part of Wuzhuang Temple was already familiar to her. She walked through the front courtyard and ran swiftly towards the back palace.
Mosquito Taoist didn't follow her inside this time.
He stood in front of the mountain in the courtyard, staring at the gentle breeze.
Not to be outdone, Qingfeng glared back.
Seeing this, Mingyue, who was passing by, said with a smile, "Are you... having a contest to see who has the biggest eyes?"
Just as he was about to join in, Qingfeng pushed him away and continued to stare at Mosquito Taoist without being distracted.
It's as if anyone who blinks or shifts their gaze has to pay the price with a ginseng fruit.
The back bedroom.
Yang Jiao ran to the main hall, peeking out from the doorway with half her body sticking out to look at Zhen Yuanzi, who was meditating.
He had an otherworldly air about him, and was immersed in meditation and enlightenment.
Yang Jiao immediately fell silent, tiptoeing and moving stealthily like a thief.
Zhen Yuanzi, his eyes half-open, took in her movements and could no longer maintain his composure, a hint of a smile breaking through as he playfully scolded:
"Why are you still tiptoeing around now that you've arrived at Wuzhuang Temple?"
"Isn't this because I saw you meditating?" Yang Jiao straightened up, strode in, and called out crisply, "Uncle."
This made Zhen Yuanzi feel very comfortable.
Putting everything else aside, Zhen Yuanzi was certain that when Yang Jiao called the Jade Emperor "uncle," it certainly didn't come as naturally as when he called him "uncle."
This is what it means to differentiate between close and distant relationships!
They were completely unaware that they were the ones who had no blood relation to the Jade Emperor; they were content as long as they could outdo him.
"Uncle, I came to tell you that the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is about to be activated. At that time, all the Taoists of the Jie Sect will gather their magic power here, and the Three Pure Ones and the two saints of the Western Sect will also join in."
Zhen Yuanzi's smile faded by half, and he pondered for a moment:
"Uncle understands. You can go ahead and do what you need to do. With your uncle here, I will definitely ensure your safety."
It's not that Zhen Yuanzi is being arrogant.
Although he was not among the saints, and was not as powerful as them, Zhen Yuanzi held the Earth Book in his hand.
Once the Earth Book is activated, the Earth's membrane will protect you.
To break through his defenses would be tantamount to destroying the entire earth.
Once Zhen Yuanzi made these words, it meant he had made a firm decision and would protect Yang Jiao even at the cost of his life.
As long as Yang Jiao exists, the earth will remain.
Sages are not the only ones capable of resetting the balance of heaven, earth, water, and fire.
His face was full of caution, yet he smiled easily, fearing that Yang Jiao would worry too much.
"Don't overthink it. Even if a saint came, you wouldn't be afraid of this book of the earth, Uncle."
Yang Jiao hummed in agreement.
I was deeply moved.
Zhen Yuanzi was really good to him.
It was good from the start.
From the very first time they met, he treated her as someone even more important than his own daughter.
Yang Jiao had always been wary of the Jade Emperor and the Three Pure Ones, but he had never been wary of Zhen Yuanzi.
Without him,
She has this confidence because she has felt the most sincere love.
To this day, the confidence that gives Yang Jiao the feeling that she will have someone by her side and someone to support her no matter what she does comes from only two people.
Her uncle Zhen Yuanzi, who would always protect her, and the Mosquito Taoist, who would always want to stay by her side.
Perhaps because she thought of someone behind her, she felt enveloped in warmth.
Yang Jiao murmured softly:
"I'm really lucky."
Younger brother Yang Jian, younger sister Yang Chan,
Nezha, my childhood friend
The unborn little Kongkong
The sworn brotherhood team risked their lives to fight against Jade Cauldron Immortal, Daoist Master Yun Zhongzi, Maitreya, Ksitigarbha...
And those friends from all over the world.
They are all very good to themselves.
Take the sworn brotherhood team for example. They had no idea what they were going to do. One second they would be saying "no," "don't," "too dangerous," looking terrified that they would lose their lives. But the next second when Yang Jiao wanted to do something, they would say "okay" and "good," and then accompany her through life and death.
Thinking of someone who could make her feel safe, Yang Jiao's heavy mood gradually eased.
Then, smiling, he revealed to Zhen Yuanzi the second purpose of his visit:
"Uncle, how many people can the 'Hidden Universe' technique pull, and how far can it reach?"