The earthly realm, Wanshou Mountain, and Wuzhuang Temple.

A young Taoist boy ran into the hall in a panic and shouted: "Master, Master, something is wrong!"

At the head of the hall, the great immortal Zhen Yuanzi, the master of the temple, was preaching to his disciples. Seeing the little Taoist boy so panicked, he frowned and scolded: "Qingfeng, how can he be so reckless?"

His Highness's disciples all looked sideways and looked at Qingfeng who was in a panic. Some of them even looked unhappy. They were suddenly interrupted when they heard the master's preaching, and they felt very uncomfortable.

"Master, something is wrong! The disciple just cleaned the fallen leaves in the garden and couldn't help counting the fruits on the tree. This was not enough, and he found that there was one missing piece of fruit on the tree. I don't know who stole it!"

Qingfeng knelt down in front of Zhen Yuanzi's great immortal and reported in panic.

There is a ginseng fruit tree planted in the back garden of Wuzhuang Temple, which is the lifeblood of the master. On weekdays, the care of the people is very important. Except for the Taoist boys who cleaned and the land guarding the garden, no one is allowed to enter at all.

Moreover, if ordinary people do not understand the method, they cannot steal the rare treasures on the ginseng fruit tree, and they cannot eat them.

Today, Qingfeng should go to the garden to clean and take care of the fruit trees. However, when the number of fruits was counted, one was missing. He was so scared that he ran away and rushed to the hall to report to the master.

In the hall, the disciples under Zhen Yuanzi were all shocked and couldn't help but look at their teacher secretly.

"Um?!"

When Zhen Yuanzi heard this, he quickly released his mind and swept the fruit tree on the back garden and found that one was indeed missing.

His face changed immediately.

What a courage, even the lifeblood of the ancestor of the Earth Immortals?

A ginseng fruit is nothing to him.

But the other party was able to hide his response. Without the gods and ghosts, they stole a ginseng fruit from their own Wuzhuang Temple. What does this mean?

The other party clearly did not take him seriously.

Moreover, if he can steal a fruit today, can he pull out his fruit tree directly tomorrow?

Zhen Yuanzi immediately made a gesture and began to calculate the secret of heaven!

After a moment.

Zhen Yuanzi's face turned pale.

Nothing was actually calculated!

Not only did it not count, but it also didn’t even have cause and effect!

If you don’t get involved in cause and effect, this will be a big deal!

Could it be that a saint made a joke for himself?

Or is it that a saint disliked him and wanted to attack him. Is this intentional opportunity to test?

While Zhen Yuanzi looked ugly, he felt a little panicked.

He is the ancestor of the earth immortals and has a book of earth in his hands. Even the saint of heavenly way can generally not do anything to him.

But he asked himself why this happened today since the prehistoric times.

This reminded him of something that has been circulating among the top leaders of the Three Realms recently.

The way of heaven flows, and the cycle of disasters and energy reincarnates. This era brings great prosperity to Buddhism.

No matter who the immortals in the Three Realms are, they must make way for Buddhism in this era.

Could it be the two Buddhists who took action?

He asked himself why they had never set up a leap with Buddhists.

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes looked at the West with a gloomy look.

Humph, do you really think that Zhen Yuanzi is easy to bully?

Journey to the West, Journey to the West, let’s wait and see!

...

In the Nine-level Heaven, in the Lingxiao Palace.

The Jade Emperor is reviewing a batch of memorials just sent by the lower realm.

"Report to Your Majesty!"

A golden armored general came in, knelt on the Lord's Highness, and reported respectfully.

"What's the matter?"

The Jade Emperor did not even raise his head, but was still reviewing the memorial.

Recently, it is a turbulent autumn. Buddhism is about to flourish in this era, and it is about to enter and go east and spread the world to preach missions.

As the Jade Emperor who is in charge of the Three Realms, at this time, you naturally have to make good plans. It is best to provoke a battle between Taoist sects and Buddhism, balance it out, and continue to strengthen the authority of the Heavenly Court.

For this reason, he has begun to make arrangements in the lower realms one after another.

These memorials from the new newspaper are related to his layout and must be taken seriously.

"Your Majesty, I have just checked Shangshen Hall and found that a bottle of nectar and jade liquid is missing. I have examined all the guards and palace maids of Shangshen Hall, but have not found any problems in them. This matter is very strange, so I dared to come and report this to Your Majesty immediately!"

The golden armored god general looked solemn and reported to the Jade Emperor.

"What? Is this happening?"

The Jade Emperor immediately stopped the jade pen in his hand and looked deep at the golden armored divine general below.

"yes."

The Golden Armor God General honestly answered again.

The Jade Emperor took out a jade book directly from his sleeve, projected his divine thoughts in, and checked it.

After a moment.

He withdrew his mind and his expression became even more gloomy.

The nectar and jade liquid are indeed not drunk by gods.

Moreover, the entire heaven is under his control, and no god has the courage to do such things.

What he was worried about was that some people with ulterior motives would cast special magic, transform into gods, and sneak into the heavenly court.

But judging from the information feedback from the Book of Heaven, this kind of thing did not happen.

Then there is only one possibility left...

"snort!"

The Jade Emperor was extremely annoyed.

Some people even think that his huge heaven is his own back garden.

You can harm the disaster anyway.

Do you really think that the boy from Wanjie is a nickname?

Journey to the West, Journey to the West...

Wait, I must plan all your disciples into this disaster!

...

Yang Mo, the culprit of all this, didn't know that because of a lottery, the water from the two realms of heaven and earth was muddyed.

His eyes were now looking at the divine beast egg in the strange god scroll.

【Divine Beast Egg (Unidentified)】

Yang Mo thought and pointed at the divine beast egg with golden fingers.

A familiar message popped up on the curtain.

[Yes/Does 30,000 merits be consumed to identify this divine beast egg? (It takes 50,000 years of Taoism to be identified)]

I had merits in the past, but I did not do enough to identify them.

Now there are merits and practices of Taoism are enough, but it can be identified.

"Forget it, isn't it just 30,000 merits? Next, when I enter the evil demon world to kill monsters, will I be able to quickly restore the merits?"

Yang Mo comforted himself and then clicked for identification.

The last 30,000 merits were also gone at once.

[Congratulations to the Lord of the Strange Beast, obtained a divine beast "Kunpeng Egg" and nourished with Taiyin divine liquid for three thousand years. It can hatch the young beast Beiming Kun, and then nourished with Sun divine liquid for three thousand years. It can help it mature and turn into the ancient divine beast Kunpeng]

Seeing the message on the curtain, Yang Mo finally showed a comfortable smile.

Not bad, not bad.

Unexpectedly, the intermediate lottery in the first place could actually draw such a big prize!

It seems that the intermediate lottery may not be really trash, everything depends on luck.

Yang Mo clicked on the cultivation information of the divine beast egg and checked it carefully.

Then, he set up a nest to warm Kunpeng's eggs in his strange cave heaven.
To be continued...