Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 1371: Chapter 600: Wuzhuang Temple! Stop Acting! Qin Will Not Submit to the Buddhist Sect!

Time flowed and several months passed.

The westbound team had already arrived in the Earth Realm of Longevity Mountain on the Nan Zhanbu Continent.

Along the way, the master and disciples had seen too many human tragedies.

Where the Tribulation Qi passed, everything withered in silence, living beings turned into demons, and many once thriving cities were now in ruins, reduced to demon nests.

The Jingu Bang of Sun Wukong was stained with the blood of countless demons.

Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing no longer had their initial laughter; their expressions had become grave and stern.

However.

As they stepped into the Earth Realm of Longevity Mountain, a completely different aura came upon them.

Here, there was no disturbing gray Tribulation Qi, no frantically howling demons; instead, Immortal Energy was swirling, and Spirit was abundant.

Compared to the external blood-red Purgatory, it was an entirely different world.

"What a blessed land of the Immortals!"

Zhu Bajie sniffed and couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

Sun Wukong scanned with his Eyes of Golden Flame and laughed: "Ahead is the Wuzhuang Temple of Zhen Yuanzi, the Great Immortal."

The group continued onward.

Before they even approached the ancient Daoist temple, the temple gates opened wide.

Two Daoist children with an ethereal and otherworldly aura quickly came out to greet them, followed by a group of Wuzhuang Temple disciples: "We welcome Saint Monk Xuanzang, welcome Great Saint!"

Leading them were Qing Feng and Ming Yue.

Unlike their arrogant demeanor in the original text, at this moment, their attitude was respectful to the extreme.

Xuanzang dismounted, his hands joined in prayer, and returned the salute: "Thank you, two Daoists."

Qing Feng and Ming Yue hurriedly said, "The Saint Monk is too kind; our master has been waiting in the temple for you, please come!"

Saying this.

They led the master and disciples into the Wuzhuang Temple.

Inside the temple!

A middle-aged Daoist wearing an earthy yellow Daoist robe, with a lean face and three strands of long beard hanging from his chin, was standing with a smile.

It was Zhen Yuanzi, Ancestor of Earth Immortals.

Seeing Xuanzang and his party, he laughed heartily and welcomed them: "Saint Monk, you and I have been friends for a long time; today, we finally meet face to face."

Xuanzang also smiled slightly, saying: "The demeanor of the Great Immortal also captivates this humble monk."

The two had been friends in spirit for many years through the Tian Xuan Mirror, and at this moment, meeting in person, there was not a hint of awkwardness.

Sun Wukong scratched his head nearby; he remembered that during his havoc in the Heavenly Palace, he seemed to have seen Zhen Yuanzi, but they had no real acquaintance.

After taking their seats, Zhen Yuanzi ordered fragrant tea and Immortal Fruits to be presented; he watched Xuanzang and said with emotion: "This journey westward as a Saint Monk, you must have seen quite a few horrible scenes, right?"

Xuanzang sighed, saying: "The Nan Zhanbu Continent has become a purgatory. My westward journey was not to obtain scriptures but to spread the way of Qin, where everyone is like Dragons, using the Nine Provinces Barrier to protect all living beings."

"Good." Zhen Yuanzi praised, clapping his hands: "Only Qin has such courage, daring to use the power of a single nation to confront the great tribulation of heaven and earth."

Xuanzang curiously asked: "May I ask the Great Immortal, why is this Earth Realm of Longevity Mountain free from the invasion of Tribulation Qi, able to keep itself unscathed?"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled slightly upon hearing this, raised his hand and waved.

Buzz!

The entire Wuzhuang Temple suddenly shook.

A pure white light screen rose from beneath the temple grounds, instantly spreading, enveloping the entire Longevity Mountain range within it.

On the light screen, a sacred, flawless shadow of the Nine-grade White Lotus slowly rotated, casting down endless rays of gentle purifying light.

Outside the light screen, the dense gray Tribulation Qi surged incessantly, frantically impacting the light screen, only to be entirely blocked by the purifying light, unable to advance an inch.

Zhen Yuanzi explained with a smile: "This is the Nine-Grade Purifying World White Lotus Array granted by the Crown Prince himself."

Looking at the sacred lotus, Xuanzang suddenly realized.

So that’s how it was.

Throughout the journey, he had always harbored a doubt.

Why, under such a great tribulation when everyone is in danger, are Zhen Yuanzi and the Queen Mother of the West able to remain unharmed, even protecting one area of living beings?

Now, he understood.

All this was within the calculations of the Crown Prince.

Wuzhuang Temple and West Kunlun were the two nails Qin had driven into the Nan Zhanbu Continent and Western Continent!

Just then.

Zhen Yuanzi instructed outside: "Qing Feng, Ming Yue, go and pick five Ginsengfruits from the rear garden to welcome the Saint Monk and his esteemed disciples."

Qing Feng and Ming Yue bowed, agreed, and turned to leave.

Soon, the two returned carrying a white jade plate.

On the plate were five fruits shaped like infants, complete with limbs and clear features.

They were the Heaven and Earth Spirit Roots known as Ginsengfruits, which bloom once every three thousand years, bear fruit once every three thousand years, and mature only after another three thousand years. Smelling one can extend life by 360 years, and eating one can extend life by 47,000 years.

Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing looked at the fruits, their eyes shining.

The White Dragon Horse nearby snorted repeatedly.

Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile: "Saint Monk, everyone, please enjoy."

Xuanzang looked at the infant-like fruit without a hint of hesitation, picked one up, calmly chanted a Buddha’s name, "Amitabha, it would be rude for this humble monk to decline."

With that, he opened his mouth and took a bite.

The fruit melted upon entering his mouth, transforming into a pure and extreme flow of life warmth, instantly spreading throughout Xuanzang’s entire body.

His cultivation, which had stalled at the threshold of Daluo Golden Immortal, showed faint signs of loosening.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong chuckled, picked up a fruit, and swallowed it in a few bites.

Zhu Bajie was even more exaggerated, directly stuffing the whole fruit into his mouth, swallowing it whole; after finishing, he still smack his lips with satisfaction: "Good fruit! Good fruit! It’s just too small, not enough to plug the gaps in my old pig’s teeth."

Sha Wujing and the White Dragon Horse each ate one as well, feeling entirely comfortable, their mana greatly improved.