"The ginseng fruit is the fairy fruit that guards our temple. One has been taken out at the last Hundred Fruit Fairy Meeting. There are not many left now. It should not appear." Qingfeng was startled, then laughed.
Ao Hong's face darkened slightly when he heard this.
Shen Luo noticed the change in Ao Hong's expression and was moved.
Of course he knew about the fame of "Ginseng Fruit". Ao Hong asked about this thing. Could it be that this was the fruit he wanted to ask for the Dragon King of the East China Sea
"Brother Ao, there is no need to be disappointed. What kind of spiritual fruit will be taken out at the Hundred Fruit Fairy Conference is decided by the host. I don't know. Maybe it will be ginseng fruit." Qingfeng said hurriedly when he saw it.
"I hope so." Ao Hong's tense expression relaxed a little and he smiled bitterly.
The three of them talked as they walked, and soon they arrived outside a large hall deep inside the Wuzhuang Temple.
This hall is built entirely of colored glaze and jade, sparkling with crystal luster. All the furnishings in the hall are made of colored glaze.
The hall was very large, about two or three hundred feet in area, with hundreds of seats, most of which were already occupied.
At the deepest part of the hall is a long stone platform, which seems to be the seat of the owner, and no one is sitting on it yet.
When Shen Luo and the other two came in, they attracted the attention of many people inside, and many people looked over at them immediately.
Most of the cultivators' eyes were on Ao Hong. It was hard for him not to attract attention as he exuded dragon energy.
There were also a few people looking at Shen Luo and whispering, and the content of their discussions was all related to the Three Realms Martial Arts Conference.
Shen Luo felt somewhat helpless. He didn't want to attract so much attention. If Ao Hong hadn't been by his side, he would have definitely cast a spell to change his appearance. Now that Ao Hong was by his side, it would seem sneaky if he changed his appearance again.
Qingfeng ignored this situation and took the two of them to two empty seats at the front of the hall.
"My two fellow Taoists, please rest here for a while. If you have anything to say, just tell the servants beside you. I still have to go outside to receive other guests for the conference, so I'll leave you first." He pointed to some waiters next to the venue and said.
"Sorry to trouble you, Brother Qingfeng. You can go by yourself." Ao Hong said.
Shen Luo moved his mouth, wanting to ask him to meet Zhen Yuanzi, but considering the current environment, he swallowed his words back.
Anyway, we have already entered Wuzhuang Temple, so there is no need to rush.
Qingfeng nodded to the two of them and walked out quickly.
Shen Luo was just curious about the Hundred Fruit Fairy Meeting. There was nothing he had to get, so he was in a relaxed mood and looked at the people around him.
The cultivators in the hall seemed to have strong cultivation bases. The weakest one was at the Out-of-Body Stage, and most of them were probably at the Mahayana Stage or above. Several of them had even reached the True Immortal Stage.
The red-robed monk encountered before was one, there was a fat and big-eared man in a yellow robe in the front right side of the hall, and a mysterious man in a black robe and a bamboo hat in the back corner. The aura of these two people had also reached the True Immortal Stage.
"Those who come to participate in the Hundred Fruit Immortal Conference are all high-level cultivators from all over the place. The red-robed monk is the Red Moon Patriarch of the Brown Stone Mountain in the northwest. His cultivation has reached the middle stage of True Immortal, and he has a weird temper. Don't provoke him." Ao Hong's voice sounded in Shen Luo's ears, introducing him.
Shen Luo was a little surprised. He had met this man outside Wuzhuang Temple before. The red-robed monk was quite kind. However, there must be a reason why Ao Hong said that.