Wow, wow, wow...

In the cold wave bottle, the sea water is sparkling.

A group of blue and white crabs are happily chasing each other, causing waves and bubbles.

Their shells and pincers were stained with blood, and the coral behind them was mixed with some scraps of meat.

Manjusri's thoughts were put into the cold wave bottle and suspended over the sea.

The big bubble fish shook its fatudu tail and jumped out of the water one after another, spitting out splashes of joy.

"Qiu Ning, stop pretending."

Manjusri's eyes were filled with disdain as he looked down at the deep ocean below.

"Keke, I didn't expect you to find it."

Endless dense purple energy condensed out, and in the turbulent waves, Qiu Ning walked out with fierce eyes.

Her body has been divided and eaten by the crabs, and now it is her soul that wanders in.

Qiu Ning's appearance has returned to its original appearance, and she is still wearing that lotus-pink dress, floating like a kite over the sea.

She glared at Manjusri fiercely, wanting to cut him into pieces, gritting her teeth and cursing.

"Manjusri, you will not die well."

"Haha!" Manjusri raised his frivolous eyebrows in disapproval and grinned evilly.

"If harsh words were helpful, I would have been torn apart thousands of times by five horses. Instead of yelling here, you might as well think about how to please me so that you can be reincarnated."

Looking at the other party's sly eyes, Qiu Ning suddenly felt cold all over.

Manjusri is right, she only has the remnant soul left in the world now, unable to survive or die, and is imprisoned in this world.

"What do you want to do?" Qiu Ning's heart pounded, and he backed away in panic. "Why should I be so humiliated? Why don't you just kill me?"

Wenshu spread his hands and looked at Qiu Ning with a smile.

"Qiu Ning, your soul is of high value. Those experiences and insights from the ancient times really make my heart move, so I want to imprison you here. I will use the method of searching for souls to find out these hidden little secrets in the future.

Dig them all out."

"So, I will let you live, chewing like sugar cane, squeezing out all the value."

"You!" Qiu Ning was so angry that she couldn't bear it. She gritted her teeth and resolutely revealed her soul.

Poof!

There was no loud sound, but a dense cracking sound like foam breaking.

Qiu Ning's soul turned into smelly venom and suddenly fell into the vast sea.

Misty colored smoke evaporated, and violent toxins quickly spread in the sea water.

Those beasts swimming in the ocean were poisoned and killed on the spot before they had time to struggle.

The carcasses of fish and shrimps floated on the sea, and the smell of death permeated the world.

The entire ocean became a dead place in the blink of an eye.

Manjusri breathed a sigh of relief involuntarily and looked down at the poisonous ocean in front of him.

Qiu Ning is a powerful person in ancient times, and she has endless ways to save her life. If she is not forced to die, Manjusri will not have the confidence to kill her.

However, this cause and effect has been eliminated, but the cold wave bottle is completely destroyed.

The place is filled with poisonous gas, eating up the accumulation of Manjusri. Even the drop of the Three Light Divine Water, regarded as the pearl in the palm, shines with purple luster.

The colors of the green willows gradually become more colorful, like withered grass hanging on the bottleneck.

Manjusri sighed and murmured.

"It's a mixed blessing, a blessing and a misfortune."

……

Sumeru Mountain, Jade Scale Pavilion.

A rainbow hangs high in the sky, and a large number of pink crystals are suspended in the air.

Cranes are flying and the sky is filled with colorful clouds. This world exudes mysterious colors.

At this moment, many disciples are like countless hard-working ants, climbing with blood on their hands.

The jade scales are sharp and can easily cut through the skin. These golden immortals who were the focus of attention in the past now look particularly embarrassed.

Dense golden petal patterns flowed on the surface of the tower, penetrating into their bodies along the ferocious scales.

At the bottom of the building, Puxian was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he was climbing with all his strength. His fingers were trembling slightly, and he was holding the sharp and cold scales tightly, and his nostrils were slightly dilated, sucking in the cold air with all his strength.

There seem to be digital beings inside the balcony, reciting ancient and obscure scriptures.

As he continued to climb up, the chanting voice became clearer and clearer, like countless ants biting in his mind, causing his soul to be shaken one after another.

He closed his eyes in agony, trying to calm down the turbulent waves in his heart.

The feeling of dizziness was very uncomfortable, making his soul feel on pins and needles, and he felt like he was on the verge of collapse.

"My child, can't you hold on any longer? If you find it difficult, why not give up as soon as possible. Everyone is in front of you, so it doesn't matter if you let go now." A golden shadow the size of a thumb suddenly floated on Puxian's shoulder.
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This is an old man with a kind face, his skin is as dry as old tree bark, his emerald eyes are as clear as pearls, and he is wearing a golden plush cloak, exuding bursts of dazzling light.

The most eye-catching thing is his head, which is covered with knobs and knots, exuding an aura of mystery and wisdom.

He sat on Puxian's shoulder with interest and joked in a teasing tone.

Pu Xian was not surprised.

While he was climbing up, the old man appeared many times, and every time he was full of ridicule and disdain.

Pu Xian raised his head and looked up. All the decadent and stagnant golden immortals had a golden shadow on their shoulders, and they were trying to persuade them with earnest words.

Through many experiences of getting along with each other, Pu Xian had already found a way to deal with the old man, which was to ignore him.

"You, you." The old man clapped his hands and continued to exhort in a gentle tone.

"Oh my god, Samantabhadra, you are so boring. What's the point of working so hard? Why don't you just chat with me honestly? I'll give you this treasure as a gift."

After that, he took out a round and huge bead, placed it in front of Samantabhadra and shook it gently.

"Have you ever heard of relics? This is the condensation of the relics of the Wanxiang family with authentic bloodlines. Taking it can instantly break through the realm and save you countless time."

Pu Xian swallowed with great difficulty, shook his head firmly, and his distracted eyes gradually became firmer.

He gritted his teeth and climbed up with all his strength.

The old man continued to persuade at the side. After a long time, he found that Samantabhadra remained unmoved and helplessly turned into smoke.

Wei Liusun did not participate in this test, but stood with Cang Chang from a distance and watched the situation.

Seeing many of his former classmates covered in blood, he couldn't help but gasp with a ferocious expression.

"Teacher Ran Deng, I'm still not sure what those little golden people are. Those people have always been tortured and induced by them. Why don't they be killed or imprisoned by any means."

When Ran Deng heard this, he was suddenly shocked. He quickly pulled the sleeves of Wei Liusun and scolded him in a low voice.

"Have you learned all the knowledge you have gained over the years from dogs? Those naughty little golden people are transformed by the merits and luck of the West. They represent the will and belief of the great religion. In a central area like Mount Sumeru, the strength is

Even comparable to the quasi-sage realm."

"What, they turned out to be the result of luck?" Wei Liusun's eyes widened, obviously shocked.

"Of course, the golden shadows you see are all tests of these golden immortals by the fate of the West. The meaning of their existence is to test the will. Don't see that they look lively and cute, harmless to humans and animals, but in fact they are

Being able to control the earth, wind, water, and fire to tear the sky apart, it is difficult for even quasi-sages like us to touch its edge, especially for all Western disciples. They can even mobilize the power of cause and effect to imprison and suppress at will, fearing to leave their grandchildren, the West and

After all, the interpretation of teaching is different. Since you have chosen to give up fighting for it, just stay here and wait and see, and don't have unrealistic ideas." Ran Deng scolded in a low voice.

"Thank you, teacher, for reminding me. I've remembered it all." Yan Liusun nodded repeatedly, closed his mouth and didn't say another word.

"Ha, you are ignorant." Lu Ya heard clearly from the side and said sarcastically with a sneer on his face.

He rubbed the purple gold gourd, his eyes were scattered on the top of the jade-scaled tower, and he said with expectation in his heart.

"Father, brother, I have finally joined the West. After I obtain the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, I will definitely help you reborn in the world."

Looking at Lu Yao's arrogant look, Yan Liusun was so angry that his teeth itched, but he didn't dare to quibble.

Seeing how cowardly he was, Kong Xuan couldn't help but add.

"These destiny creatures are powerful, but they cannot leave Mount Sumeru after all. The true essence of Western magic lies in the method of condensing merits. If you are afraid of leaving your grandson, your level is too low. There are as many things as stars that you don't know. Why don't you be obedient?"

Shut your mouth and stop doing things that bring shame on yourself."

"You!" Zhen Liusun was trembling all over, his face was red and he was speechless.

"Everyone." At this moment, the pharmacist suddenly walked over with a spring breeze on his face. He looked at Wei Liusun's embarrassed appearance and shook his head helplessly.

"After all, the supreme magic in the West is different from that in the East. When you sit on the lotus platform of the Mahavira Palace, you will gradually understand how great the help we practice to condense the merits of all living beings who are doing nothing.

The golden immortals who work hard to climb up are very lucky to have been recognized by the luck of the West, and they will definitely be able to practice like a fish in water in the future."
To be continued...