At the same time, Shen Luo on the other side also appeared in a mountainous forest area after being covered by a dazzling white light.
The surrounding scene was quite familiar, very similar to the area where he had searched the Five Finger Mountain before. The only difference was that where there should have been a lowland puddle, there now stood a mountain about a hundred feet high.
The top of the mountain has broken and collapsed, but you can still see half of the mountain separated like broken fingers, exactly five in number. Under the broken fingers you can still see the "palm" buried underground, covered with green moss.
Looking from a distance, you can see three obvious grooves in the center of the palm, intersecting with each other like the lines on a person's palm.
Shen Luo was overjoyed when he saw this, and without caring about his own injuries, he immediately rushed towards the Five Finger Mountain.
When he ran to the foot of the mountain, he saw the palm lines in the mountain. They were actually stone steps built on the mountain. The center of the intersection was a position on the palm.
Shen Luo released his spiritual sense to investigate and found that there was no special aura around him. Instead, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was extremely rich, which was completely different from the chaotic and mixed spiritual energy of heaven and earth outside.
He arrived in front of the mountain and saw a statue of a monk standing at the entrance of the mountain path. The monk had a slender figure and a kind face. He held a staff in one hand and a bowl in the other, and stood there quietly.
"This... could it be Master Xuanzang?" Shen Luo thought to himself when he found his face familiar.
Then, he clasped his hands together in a salute to the monk and began to climb the mountain quickly, heading straight for the palm of his hand.
Although the mountain path was winding and rugged, there were no twists and turns along the way, and Shen Luo soon arrived at the center of the mountainside.
The mountain road that led to this place came to an abrupt end, and a stone platform ten feet in radius appeared in front of the cliff. On the right side of the stone platform grew a red orange tree six or seven feet high, with four or five scarlet fruits on it.
Shen Luo wrinkled his nose and sniffed gently, and immediately felt a not-too-strong fragrance entering his mind, which made his mind clear and it seemed as if a spiritual power was flowing into his limbs and bones, making him feel very comfortable.
He came under the tree and looked at it carefully, and saw that the fruits hanging on the tree had a transparent red light inside. They looked like small and exquisite vermilion lanterns, very delicate and cute.
"This is the Lingju that Bai Ling ate..." Shen Luo's throat moved slightly, and he couldn't help but swallowing.
He raised his hand, reached for the lowest tangerine on the tree, and picked it.
The Lingju was surprisingly heavy in the hand, with special raised circles of lines on the surface, emitting an extremely rich spiritual energy.
Shen Luo hesitated for a moment, and instead of peeling the orange peel, he took a big bite of it.
The orange peel and flesh were bitten together, and the orange-red juice immediately overflowed from the teeth and cheeks. A sweet and astringent taste lingered on the tip of Shen Luo's tongue, accompanied by streams of extremely rich and pure spiritual energy flowing into his stomach.
Shen Luo only felt a cool breath flowing down his chest and abdomen and merged into his dantian. After merging with the magic power in his dantian, it suddenly became boiling.
In an instant, the magic power in his dantian began to overflow and feed back into his body. The meridians it passed through began to glow, turning his skin red.