Chapter 115: Entering the True Immortal Golden Bell to Show Its Power
The golden moon hangs high in the sky, the white clouds are lingering, and the breeze blows.
The bright moonlight shrouds the sky and the earth, making it even more dazzling when reflected on the ice and snow.
The heavy snowfall has stopped, covering the miserable bamboo forest tightly.
Solid ice accumulated on the ground, reaching a height of seven or eight meters, freezing the continuously surging milk spring.
The mad lion gasped exhaustedly and gradually gained control of his body.
Just now, his will was always clear, but he could not control his body. After performing the play with Manjusri, he was abandoned here at will.
Gulu.
The mad lion swallowed hard, suddenly feeling cold all over, and filled with regret and helplessness.
"What is this? If that bitch hadn't suddenly appeared, I would have made a lot of money in the ruins. Why should I be treated as a puppet and be in such a miserable state?"
"Damn it, when Manjusri left, he suppressed the spiritual power in my body, and now I can't raise my strength at all."
Tap tap tap.
Faint footsteps sounded.
The cold wave was thick and overflowing, and a slightly thin figure came from a distance.
The mad lion's eyes suddenly widened, his hair stood up, and he stammered, "Wen, Senior Manjusri, please spare your life."
He lay on the ground crying and crying, his whole body trembling and begging, and hot yellow liquid flowed from his buttocks.
"Senior Rongzhen, I was coerced by that cheap maid to do such a stupid thing. She said that if I didn't obey, she would skin me and cramp me, and then use my soul to light a sky lantern~"
"It doesn't matter." Manjusri reached out and stroked his hair, grinning lightly, with a hint of evil in his eyes. "Everyone goes astray sometimes, just be careful in the next life."
"What!" When the mad lion heard this, he immediately burned his essence and blood and tried to escape, but he couldn't muster the strength at all.
He sunk his thoughts into his body, and then he realized that his internal organs were full of colors, and the so-called jade relic was occupying the position of his heart.
Thick and powerful ice crystal chains spread out like tentacles, and he was suddenly tied up and slapped to the ground.
Bang!
The mad lion was beaten to pieces, grinning and sucking in the cold air. The strong body that had been practicing for many years was now as fragile and thin as ceramics.
Ice crystals spread and rose from all directions, covering the bamboo forest and sealing it into an oppressive siege.
"Senior Manjusri, please spare my life." The mad lion roared at the top of his lungs, his eyes full of pleading.
The smell of death filled the air around him, causing him to tremble involuntarily. The oppressive feeling of being unable to breathe was like a heavy mountain pressing down on his spine.
"What exactly is Manjusri going to do to me? He obviously knows that he has been deceived, but he has not taken action to kill me. Could it be that he wants to use dirty means to torture me to death?"
The mad lion's limbs could not move, but his thoughts kept rolling under the extreme fear.
His mood became increasingly depressed and impetuous, and he breathed heavily in panic.
Faced with the fear of the mad lion, Manjusri didn't pay much attention. Instead, he condensed a sharp ice blade and held it in his palm, gently shaving the big lion's hair.
Swish, swish, swish...
Manjusri cleaned up extremely carefully, leaving no corner untouched. His eyes were like water as if he were a money addict looking at gold and silver jewelry, and his tenderness seemed to overflow from his eyes.
The cold touch gave the mad lion countless goosebumps. He secretly opened his eyes and saw Manjusri's loving look, and suddenly felt cold all over.
What does he have to do? Is it too much pressure?
"No, no." The mad lion cried and shouted, and a possibility suddenly appeared in his mind, making his whole body tremble.
Phew~
Manjusri blew a breath to clean away the last hair.
With a slight movement of thought, all the chains exuding cold air broke, and Manjusri took out hundreds of Ganoderma lucidum flowers from his arms.
Ganoderma lucidum is huge and lush, with an emerald green color all over, like small umbrellas suspended in the air, exuding a fresh smell.
"Eat it." Manjusri said with a smile on his face, pushing several Ganoderma lucidum flowers in front of the mad lion.
"Thank you, senior." The mad lion choked and said, rolling the Ganoderma lucidum into his mouth like a cow chewing a peony, chewing it with big mouthfuls.
Fat and plump juice flows between the lips and teeth, and the unique spiritual essence of plants and trees fills the body.
Guang's slender body was shivering in the ice and snow. As the Ganoderma lucidum was swallowed into her belly, a little warmth was added.
Manjusri flicked his fingers, and countless dazzling fireworks bloomed in front of him.
Colorful fireworks danced in front of us, making a buzzing sound of flapping wings.
This is a group of colorful poisonous insects.
"Eat." Manjusri still looked kind, but in the eyes of the mad lion, he was extremely scary.
He was unable to resist, so he could only nod obediently, then opened his mouth and took a deep breath, and the powerful airflow suddenly sucked all the poisonous insects into his belly.
Puff puff puff, puff puff puff.
A large number of poisonous insects were crushed to pieces, corroding the flesh crazily, causing him to scream in pain.
Immediately afterwards, Manjusri took out various heavenly materials and earthly treasures one after another, including ores, spiritual plants, green smoke, spiritual flowers...
The mad lion did not dare to struggle, and swallowed everything in his stomach. The heartbreaking pain made him burst into tears.
Finally, Manjusri showed a slowly beating heart.
The three-color light shines inside the ice wall, and the gorgeous colors make the wild lion dizzy.
"This is Yun Xiu's three-aperture sudden enlightenment heart!" The mad lion exclaimed in surprise, and was immediately ordered by Manjusri to eat it.
This heart is filled with three-color thorns, which are as hard as iron and extremely sharp. The mouth is filled with holes like broken sacks.
After he swallowed all the three orifices and Hu Ming Xin, he collapsed on the ground dripping with sweat, opened his mouth and gasped for breath.
Seeing the mad lion like this, Manjusri knew that the time had come.
His left eye suddenly rotated, and the overflowing forest fire rushed out and filled his body instantly along the mad lion's mouth.
"Ah!
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The mad lion immediately roared in pain, its body curled up and rolled continuously, and its eyes were full of scarlet bloodshot eyes.
The dark green flames spread crazily inside the body, clinging to the surface of the bones like locusts passing by and gradually eating away at them.
The roar lasted only five breaths before it suddenly dissipated into nothingness. The mad lion's throat had already been burned out, and it could only stare at Manjusri with its scarlet eyes.
Manjusri's face remained unmoved. He flicked his fingers and countless sharp teeth suddenly flew out.
The teeth are all blue and transparent, with some bloodshot roots at the roots. They are quickly arranged into a mysterious formation, and with a sudden rotation, the boundless aura is gathered into a huge white lotus.
Bai Lian held the mad lion firmly, and the forest fire gradually spread from his body, igniting him into a huge fire.
The deep green firelight illuminates the night in the bamboo forest, and the shadows sway with a dull roar.
Dududu, dududu...
Manjusri tapped the ice wall gently with his fingers, and after waiting patiently for a long time, he cut his wrist and dripped the blood into the fire.
His blood fell into the forest fire and suddenly caused violent changes.
Huhuhu~
The fire evaporated with a rainbow-like momentum, as ferocious as if it could burn all things, and a tall male lion emerged from the flames.
Boom!
At this moment, the ice wall lined up nearby collapsed, burying the wild lion's body under the snow and ice.
Yaksha's fangs trembled slightly, stretching out countless crystal water lines, emerging from the gaps and swaying like water plants, and like slender ghost hands grabbing at the sky.
The dust has settled.
The wave of spiritual power slowly dissipated, and the bamboo forest had turned into a huge ice crystal tomb.
Manjusri sat on top of the mad lion's corpse, urging the exercises to circulate in the body to replenish the consumed spiritual power.
From beginning to end, he ignored the treasure deep in the milk spring.
Three days later, the stretching water line gradually withered, and the charm of Yaksha's teeth was exhausted and turned into fly ash.
Manjusri opened his eyes and broke through the ice.
The white lotus inside has transformed into a black lotus. Its ink-like petals reflect the dark light and close up into a flower bag as big as a millstone.
Tear.
Manjusri stepped on the flower plate, stretched out his hands, and peeled apart the petals layer by layer, like peeling off cocoons, revealing the emerald green pearl hidden in the innermost part.
Mu Kuidan!
This elixir is round and large, with a slight shimmer inside, and the aura of the wooden path turns into fireflies, fluttering around it.
Patterns like tree roots are spread all over the surface, and the smell of spring vegetation comes to your face.
Manjusri plucked it from the black lotus and swallowed it without hesitation.
The taste of Mokuidan is slightly bitter, and it falls down the throat into the stomach, bursting into a green river, and the breath is magnificent and prosperous, and it appears in the heavens in an instant.
Tender flowers poked out from Manjusri's head, swaying coyly, swallowing the aura wandering nearby, and slowly blooming towards the vast sky.
At the same time, the heavens were filled with brilliant splendor.
The "Vajra Prajna Sutra" was revealed, and the page was opened again, and the dazzling golden Buddhist scriptures began to fall like a dense spring rain.
The novice recited the scriptures at an extremely fast speed. As the jingling bells rang, a treasure was born in the sky.
The lotus is the handle and the bamboo leaves are the carvings.
Timepiece——Jin Ling!
Boom!
The aura suddenly sublimates, and everything in the sky becomes new.
The petals of the grassland seem to be reborn, ditches appear as the sky and earth tremble slightly, and the spring rain gathers to form a gurgling stream, which is endless from south to north.
Clear and pure streams appear out of thin air, injecting vitality and vitality into the interior of the heavens.
It seems that at this moment, all things are no longer transformed by the aura of Manjusri, but are truly alive.
Poof.
The flowers finally bloomed, revealing the true meaning of the cold ice.
At this moment, Manjusri is promoted to a true immortal!
Crunch, crunch...
A noisy and harsh friction sound sounded.
The ice blades swayed out of the surroundings, curling Manjusri into the center and cutting it wildly.
The ice blade is sharp and cuts through the flesh instantly.
His body was suddenly riddled with wounds, but no blood flowed from the wounds. Instead, there were a large number of vegetation debris.
These are the sequelae of taking Mukui Dan. The debris of grass and trees must be cleaned up as soon as possible, otherwise they will quickly take root and sprout in the body, gradually eating away at the strength of flesh and blood and one's own heritage, and will even subtly refine Manjusri into Mukui. p>
The debris of vegetation flows out continuously, blown up by the cold wind and scattered all over the ground, and is expelled from the body as if there is no end.
This is expected.
Manjusri was not surprised. Instead, he calmed down and took a large amount of blood resources to fill his own blood deficiency and continue to expel the traces of Mu Dao.
When night fell, a little blood was mixed with the debris.
Manjusri's expression was indifferent but fearless, and he continued to activate the exercises until the sun was about three times high, and pure blood flowed out.
Phew~
Forest fire floated out, penetrated into the body along the skin, and burned like crazy.
"Drink!" Manjusri's veins bulged out in pain, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth to hold on.
Burning with forest fire is the most critical step, which can remove the grass clippings remaining in the corners.
His teeth kept chattering, and he let out a dull roar under the torture of this heartbreaking pain.
The blood is still flowing, but it is mixed with dull ash, and all the remaining suppression has been eliminated.
Three days later, Manjusri withdrew the forest fire and collapsed directly to the ground, breathing heavily.
After a long time, he supported his body and climbed up.
Ding ding ding......
Jin Ling's shadow appeared in the palm, and was gently swayed by Manjusri.
The ripples suddenly spread out, like pebbles falling into calm lake water.
In the scene swept by the ripples, flowers, plants, trees, soil and rocks all appeared clearly in front of Manjusri.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Manjusri frowned, and two silent snakes flew out like lightning.
"No, I was discovered."
"Leave quickly!"
Poof, poof.
The two rat demons were shot dead on the spot by Silent Snake before they had time to activate their escape method!
Manjusri narrowed his eyes and came to the milk spring.
As his thoughts moved slightly, the ice melted into a vast ocean and rushed towards the distance.
The smell of blood gradually dissipated in the wash of water, and the ruined bamboo forest reappeared.
Everywhere looks dilapidated, the ground is full of devastation and cracks, and the bamboo roots are arched out by the soil due to the cold, revealing their rotten tails.
This tragic situation can only be erased by the power of time.
The milk fountain was unsealed and gurglingly emerged.
The power of gestation permeates the soil, and bits of life emerge with difficulty and bitterness.
The ghost claw grass is still tough, and the barbs are shining coldly in the depths of the milk spring, but the flower basket spirit treasure inside has long since disappeared without a trace.
"As expected."
Manjusri murmured indifferently, and just as he was about to leave, he heard the faint sound of insects.
In the corner at the edge of the milk spring, Tie Junzi huddled up in a ball, trembling with dying breath.
In the icy and snowy environment, the soft soil was completely frozen, making it difficult for Tie Junzi to develop his natural abilities.
When life and death were at stake, it had no choice but to hide in a corner and endure the hardships, finally surviving.
After being discovered, Tie Junzi quickly screamed weakly, his eyes full of hope.
If it had arms, it would hug this man impatiently and tell the story of its helplessness and hesitation when it was frozen.
However, that is all in the past.
The bitterness is gone and the sweetness comes, and the smoke disappears.
Hum, hum.
It stuck out its butt and crawled towards the man's feet, making a happy and joyful cry.
"Huh?"
Manjusri frowned and suddenly flicked his fingers.
Keng!
The bright ice blade suddenly flew out and cut it in half.
Poof!
The smell of rust hit his face, and Tie Junzi's body twitched twice, then completely froze in place and stopped moving.
It has survived the ice and snow, and the inner suffering, but it has not survived the killing blow of the ice blade.
Manjusri's eyes widened and his face showed pain.
After a long time, I touched my nose awkwardly and sighed helplessly.
"This little guy turned out to be real. He made a mistake."