The round green flower bag is huge and quietly suspended above Manjusri’s head.
The spiritual power in his body surged endlessly, turning into thick smoke and flowing out from the seven orifices, slowly surrounding the flower.
As the aura gradually becomes stronger, the flower bag becomes more and more delicate, and there is a vague force moving inside.
Phew~
A slight crackling sound suddenly sounded, and the flower bag suddenly opened and bloomed, revealing the magnificent gem-like flower core.
The nameless fire appeared out of thin air, eating up the flowers and leaving behind the flower core, which continued to burn steadily.
Manjusri took out the warm green bamboo and threw it into the air.
The green bamboo is slender and round, with elegant white flowers carved on the bamboo joints, suspended in the air and emitting bursts of music.
The ethereal music sounded, turning into thousands of dragonflies flying high into the air, burrowing into the gems like birds flying into them, making the flames extraordinarily pure and giving a flawless and beautiful feeling.
Keng!
A crisp shouting sound sounded.
The aura of the ice path gathered from all directions, condensing into a bright and tough ice blade, sharp and cold.
Manjusri closed the doors and windows of the solitary house and stood naked on the ground.
The unique atmosphere of autumn and winter penetrates through the cracks in the lonely house.
Manjusri looked indifferent and held the sharp ice blade in his palm. The bright ice crystals emitted cold light, making people dizzy like a bright mirror.
Under the reflection of the cold ice blade, the middle-aged man's eyebrows looked a little bit vicissitudes of life.
He gripped the ice blade tightly and suddenly stabbed it into his left eye.
Poof!
Blood flew everywhere, hot and sticky.
The entire eyeball was gouged out, and blood surged out of the empty eye socket, melting most of the ice blade.
Manjusri gritted his teeth and inserted the burning flower core into his eye socket.
Tear~
The smell of burning aroma hit my face, followed by severe pain spreading in my head.
Manjusri was slightly dizzy, but he gritted his teeth and persisted, with spiritual power constantly flowing out to fill his eyes.
The flower core is greedy, absorbing the aura crazily, and gradually grows many roots on the back.
The rhizome twists and turns, burrowing into Manjusri's flesh and blood, as if there are countless ants crawling in the head.
The numbness and pain in his scalp, accompanied by strong nausea, made him kneel on the ground and gasp for breath.
A large amount of congestion flowed out from the left eye, forming a river on the ground, exuding a fishy and pungent smell.
Manjusri's breathing was slightly trembling, and his body was shaking involuntarily.
His face was pale, veins appeared on his head, and his heart was beating rapidly and uneasily.
After a long time, the congestion stopped flowing, and the piercing pain in the heart also dissipated, leaving only a numb and numb feeling.
He activated his spiritual power, summoned ice water and poured it down from the beginning. It took a long time before he regained consciousness.
With a flick of his finger, the ice crystals condensed into a mirror and appeared in front of Manjusri.
In the mirror, I looked pale and weak, with tears in my eyes, and my emerald green left eye vomited like a dead fish. I looked particularly ferocious and terrifying.
Manjusri breathed a sigh of relief and was very satisfied with this.
"This forest fire sky blue eye can greatly increase my knowledge of the fire path, so that I can hope to reach higher levels in other inheritances."
Greed Gate pays attention to the soul path and the slave path. These accumulations require long-term and patient polishing. It is not just a matter of eating some ice muscle to improve your realm.
Instead of hitting the wall, it’s better to find another way.
Manjusri closed his eyes and rested his mind, urging his aura to warm and soothe his eyes. He did not fall asleep exhausted until late at night.
When he woke up, it was already noon the next day.
The soreness, numbness and swelling have disappeared, and the left eye has returned to its original appearance, as if what happened yesterday was just a dream.
The ice mirror condenses out, and the cold air is smooth and pure.
With a slight movement of thought, Manjusri's left eye suddenly rotated.
Brilliant green flowers flow in the eyes, and the fragrant and fragrant smell is filled.
At the same time, green seaweed appeared in the palm.
Forest fire!
The forest fire is warm, fresh and everlasting, exuding the smell of spring vegetation.
This kind of flame is most suitable for refining elixirs, but it is somewhat weak for forging magic weapons. It was refined by Manjusri after exhausting his efforts.
He has never slacked off in the past few days and has been busy refining this treasure day and night.
"More than half a month has passed since we came out of the ruins. The foundation of Fire Dao has reached a bottleneck. If we want to go further, we must use the methods of Time Dao."
The Way of Time is famous for changing the flow of time. Spells such as three autumns in one day, as if it were a different world, and the fifth watch are all representative of the methods of Time Way.
In Buddhism, the three Buddhas of the past, present and future appear simultaneously through the means of the Way of Time, bringing the grand destiny of the West to its peak.
Just when Manjusri was thinking a lot, a strange voice suddenly came from outside.
"Fellow Manjusri, can you come out and talk about it?"
A warm and cool voice sounded, as clear and crisp as a pearl falling into a jade plate.
Manjusri walked out of the lone house, saw the person coming clearly, and said with twinkling eyes: "It turns out to be Lord Moonlight. You are fine."
She has beautiful eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, long silver hair as soft as water, and a bright full moon on her forehead.
He has a smile on his face, his face is like a spring breeze, his bright silver tasseled cloak is bright and luxurious, and he is playing with two round orbs in his palms.
This person is obsessed with the moon path and is already in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal. He holds the inheritance of Demon Queen Xihe and is the most powerful venerable under the Medicine Master. He is very famous in the West, second only to the disciples of the Two Saints.
"Moonlight is the right-hand man of the Medicine Master, who controls the entire Pure Land of Glazed Glass. He is extremely talented and resourceful, and is the Medicine Master's most valued and trusted confidant. The inheritance of King Suddhodana is extremely precious, and his arrival is enough to change the pattern of the Vientiane Forest."<
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Manjusri's mind was flashing with thoughts, and with a smile on his face, he led him into the lonely house.
The blood on the ground that has not yet dried up exudes a fishy smell, which makes Yueguang frown.
He blew lightly to disperse the smell of blood in the room. He didn't sit down, but straight to the point, he explained his purpose.
"Fellow Manjushri, the purpose of my visit this time is very simple. I hope you can join the camp of the Medicine Master. Jin Chanzi has a violent personality and has many enemies, which is not suitable for your long-term development in the West."
"Join you?" Manjusri looked at Yueguang's determined look, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and asked hesitantly.
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"You have a profound background as a pharmacist, and you are very powerful in practicing Dream Dao. In the West, your status is second only to Maitreya. Why do you like me, a little fairy?"
"Haha, fellow Taoist Manjusri, why do you need to play riddles with me? Jin Chanzi's evil name is stained with blood on his hands, which makes all the disciples in the West look down upon him. If you follow him, you will be suppressed everywhere in the future, and it will be difficult to get ahead.
."
"The forces in the West are complicated. Especially after the arrival of the Golden Immortal of Chanjiao and the mortal guest of Jiejiao, the fetters among many venerables are criss-crossed, and multiple forces are encroaching and carving up each other. If you want to strive for the greatest benefits, you must have a clear
team."
"Venerable Medicine Master is powerful and highly respected. He is the direct disciple of the Holy Saint. He has been running the Pure Land of Glaze for hundreds of millions of years, has millions of yakshas, and has countless followers in the realm of true immortals, like crucian carp crossing the river. His background is enough to make you flutter your wings.
Fly high."
Moonlight was full of energy, her tone was full of confidence, and she was quite persuasive, and she persuaded Manjusri.
When he spoke, his movements seemed to radiate a bright light. His handsome face was as perfect as a sculpture, with a faint smile on his face, which made people feel like they were in the spring breeze.
He looks like a young man, exuding vitality and dazzling like the moon star hanging high in the sky. When people see him, they will feel ashamed.
Moonlight and sunlight are in the Pure Land of Glazed Glass, but he is the proud son of heaven. He is born to attract the attention of everyone. He is the most popular among the many attendants and is recognized as the personal disciple of the Medicine Master.
Looking at Manjusri's thoughtful look, the smile on Yueguang's face became brighter. As a person who had experienced it, he persuaded her with sincere words.
"Fellow Taoist Manjusri, if you want to go further, it's not just about fighting and killing, it's also about human nature. In this huge center of interests, no one can keep their true intentions."
"During this period, I have also heard about your deeds. Killing is not the only solution."
"Venerable Moonlight." At this moment, Manjusri suddenly spoke, interrupting his long speech.
Manjusri's eyes were dark and he said in a cold voice.
"This coat of yours is really luxurious."
Yue Guang frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Fellow Taoist, why do you say this?"
"Look!"
Manjusri stretched out his hand and pointed outside to the creatures that had just come out of the ruins.
"Look, fellow Taoist, these creatures are covered with mud and blood, and their faces are full of expectation. The cloaks they wear outside are covered with wounds and scars. This is the purpose of our practice, to fight against the heaven and the earth, and to contend with the great road.
Hui."
"The pharmacist has been pampered for a long time, and even his attendants have lost their backbone. You have been scheming and fighting all day long, taking pride in doing things like flies and dogs, and moving forward bravely. Your spirit of riding the wind and waves has long been worn away."
"Yueguang, although you look like a young man, your mind is already old. Your original ambition has been polished off by praise. Your comfortable life is a prison, allowing you to blindfold yourself and deceive yourself. How can you stop me if you are so cowardly and hypocritical?
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Manjusri sighed and stared at the moonlight rather sadly.
"Go away and tell the pharmacist that he is not worthy."
"You!" Yue Guang heard this and suddenly felt her blood surge.
He looked at Manjusri and wished he could suppress him on the spot.
"Okay, very good." Moonlight sneered.
"I hope you won't regret it."
After that, he left the lonely house without looking back.
Manjusri watched the other party leave with disdain in his eyes.
Flowers in the greenhouse love to feel sympathy for the suffering people.
"It seems that the pharmacist is determined to get the treasures in the inheritance. Yueguang has already gone to the grave personally, which shows his determination to get them."
"As for winning over, haha."
"Whether it's a pharmacist or a golden cicada, they are all just passing by. The only one you can really rely on is yourself."
Manjusri arranged his robe and walked towards the location of the three whirlpools.
This time, he stepped into the door of madness.
Phew~
The endless sea of crimson clouds stretches to the horizon without end, and the colorful rays of light remind Manjusri that he has entered the gate of madness.
The aura in the body has not been blocked, and the treasure still continues to swallow the aura.
Manjusri squinted his eyes slightly and found that he couldn't tell the direction here, and the sea of clouds was so deep that it was difficult to see through.
The clouds are erratic and treacherous, floating like a dream.
At this time, a woman wearing a red dress came from the depths of the sea of clouds.
She held two red wooden boxes in her hands and placed them at Manjusri's feet, with a sly smile in her eyes.
"Come on, compare with me."
Katcha.
The wooden box was opened, and hundreds of red runes jumped out from inside.
They are naughty and cute, jumping to the feet of Manjusri, and gathering together into a piece is actually the method of forging treasures.
Inside the wooden box, twelve heavenly and earthly treasures, ores, spiritual plants, and bones are floating.
"This treasure is called the Seven-Fragrance Lamp, which has the effect of long-lasting light and calming the mind."
After saying that, the woman sat cross-legged opposite Manjusri, and the flames in her palms smelt the refining materials, and then tempered them according to the steps in the formula.
Manjusri was not verbose, he turned his left eye and green algae floated out, and the forest fire breathed out the spiritual charm closely behind.
Chan taught his disciples to be proficient in the forging method.
After Manjusri joined the West, he often forged treasures to pass the time, and he was completely ready for such tests.
"The first ten levels all test the basic skills of weapon refining. The treasures are common things such as lighting, pathfinding, and incense. With the help of forest fire, there is no difficulty at all."
The spirit of Manjusri breathed out from the palm of Manjusri, and a small green tree grew from the palm.
The small tree has deep roots and lush leaves, swallowing all the materials in the trunk, forging the impurities through the spirit of the wooden path, and gradually bearing huge and round fruits.
As time goes by, the fruit becomes more round and larger, as transparent and clear as foam, and contains liquids of different colors inside.
This is the material made by removing impurities from the fire!
Bang, bang, bang!
The fruits exploded one after another, and were photographed in front of Manjusri, slowly merging into the shape of a palace lantern.
Phew~
The fragrant smell is scattered in all directions, as if you are in a sea of flowers, and a wisp of colorful flames are burning slowly.
Seven-scented lantern.
At the same time, the woman also finished forging.
The two palace lanterns slowly rose into the sky, creating a brilliant display of light, as if they were being tested by heaven and earth.
The gate of madness, the thoughts of King Suddhodana after his death.
At the beginning, it was the battle between Tao and Demon, the western realm was filled with war, and the melody of death never stopped.
When King Suddhodana protects living beings, he uses his body as a barrier to transform into a forest of all things, and his faith transforms into a greedy door, willing to lead all living beings to find a bright and brilliant future.
But the reality is rough, with wars raging and the West being devastated, there is no place to live and work in peace and contentment.
Therefore, after the belief arranged the inheritance and dissipated, King Suddhodana’s idea came into being, arranged the gate of madness, used the forging method to find the inheritor, and forged a pure land for all living beings that was free from the wilderness.
Manjusri waited quietly. After a long time, an old voice suddenly appeared in his heart.
"Good!"
Katcha~
The seven-scented lamp forged by the woman turned into fragments, and Manjusri's lamp flew back into her palm again.
"Concession."
Manjusri bowed to the woman, and the latter smiled disapprovingly.
"Fellow Taoist, you don't have to be so polite. I have some skills that I would like to teach you."
"Forest fire belongs to wood, it is endless, use it..."
The woman's explanation was extremely thorough. From the use of forest fire to the forging skills of seven-scented lanterns, Manjusri's eyes suddenly became enlightened.
This is the experience of the sages. Although it is a long time ago, it can make him understand by analogy.
Manjusri listened attentively, chanting the spirit in his palms, and began to move according to the woman's instructions.
As the forest fire flickers, it turns into flowers, birds, fish and insects, lifelike.
After a long time, the woman's explanation came to an abrupt end. She bowed deeply to Manjusri with a smile, and then turned into smoke and dissipated in the sea of clouds.
At the same time, a big man wearing a python robe strode over from a distance.
His voice was a little hoarse and he said in an angry voice.