"Immortal Residence, the home of immortality, and the same longevity as heaven."

Looking at the couplet on the pillars on both sides of the Taoist temple, the master murmured.

As soon as he finished speaking, with a creak, the gate of the temple opened, and two Taoist disciples stepped out quickly.

Their eyes scanned us back and forth, finally landing on the master.

"May I ask if the elder is the monk who came from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land to seek scriptures?"

The voice sounded neither male nor female.

But the person in front of me was just a child.

The voice hadn't fully developed yet, but it was still passable, just a bit strange.

The master nodded in response.

The two disciples immediately changed their expressions and were overjoyed.

"Brother, why do they look at us with such hunger?"

"They look more hungry than when I haven't eaten for three days."

Pigsy glanced at the two disciples and leaned over to whisper.

Hearing this, I became curious and looked carefully at the two people.

At this moment, the two of them had an intense gaze, but it made me uncomfortable.

You should know that the master is the tenth good person reincarnated from the disciple of the Golden Cicada under the seat of the Buddha.

By eating a piece of his flesh, one can become immortal.

On our journey westward, many monsters and demons coveted the master.

And I have seen this kind of gaze in the eyes of many monsters.

It seems that upon hearing the words of that fool, the two children immediately put away their foolish appearance and became solemn.

"Great monk, forgive our disrespect. I am Qingfeng, and he is Mingyue. We are the Taoist disciples of the Five Mountain Sect."

"Our master, Zhenyuan Daxian, has instructed us that the monk from the Eastern Land will come soon."

"When the heavens heard the news, our master instructed us to treat you well. We have been waiting for a long time."

As they spoke, the two of them politely invited us in.

Arriving at the main hall, Mingyue greeted us to take a seat.

At this moment, there was a baby crying for no reason.

Qingfeng came in holding a tray, with two babies the size of his palms wriggling on it.

Looking carefully, the babies still had traces of blood from just being born.

The master is always kind and compassionate, how could he bear to see this.

Seeing this

, he couldn't help but show a look of fear.

"Two disciples, what... is this?"

Qingfeng saw this and smiled faintly, explaining,

"Great monk, don't be afraid. This is called the Ginseng Fruit, also known as the Herb of Returning to Purity."

"It blossoms every three thousand years, bears fruit every three thousand years, and ripens after another three thousand years. It takes ten thousand years to grow thirty fruits. It is extremely precious."

"If ordinary people smell it, they can live for three hundred and sixty years. If they eat one, they can live for forty-seven thousand years, which is no less than the Queen Mother's peaches."

"Before our master left, he specially instructed us brothers to treat the great monk well and serve two fruits to him when he arrives."

Saying that, Qingfeng handed the ginseng fruits over.

"No no no, this is not the Ginseng Fruit, it is clearly a baby who hasn't seen three reigns. I cannot eat it, I really cannot!"

"Amitabha Buddha, I am guilty!"

Seeing this, the master kept stepping back in fear, waving his hand and chanting Buddhist mantras.

"Great monk, you are joking. This is clearly a fruit, not a baby."

After Qingfeng finished speaking, he lifted the fruit.

At this moment, the ginseng fruit looked like a baby, but in fact, it looked like a fruit.

Everything that just happened seemed like an illusion.

"Since the great monk insists, I will leave it here for now."

Qingfeng said and placed the tray on the table.

"Great monk, please remember to taste it. Do not disappoint our master's kindness."

Before leaving, Qingfeng reminded us and walked out of the main hall with Mingyue.

"Hey, Monkey Brother, it can make you live for three hundred and sixty years just by smelling it, and forty-seven thousand years by eating it. Have you ever tried this ginseng fruit?"

When the two disciples left, the fool moved closer, licking his lips, and approached.

His eyes were fixed on the ginseng fruit, and his thoughts were written all over his face, evident.

"I think you're just a glutton. If you want to eat it, why don't you go ask the master?"

I smiled and pointed to the drool coming out of the fool's mouth, teasing him.

As if his secret had been revealed, the fool shook his head and denied it repeatedly,

"Monkey Brother, you love to joke. When did I say I wanted to eat it."

"I'm just curious about the taste of this fruit...hehe, what does it taste like."

"I..."

When he said this, the fool abruptly stopped.

Following his gaze, a chill gradually rose in my heart.

The tray where the ginseng fruit was placed was now empty, leaving only a few small footprints.

The ginseng fruit that was there before was already gone!