Bodhi gently twirled the whisk and looked at the back of Manjusri, unable to help but have a myriad of thoughts.

He divided the farming and reading plain into several parts and rewarded them to those ethnic groups who had no fixed settlements.

This move may seem like selfless kindness, but it hides several hidden pits.

The ethnic group assigned to the dojo often owes Manjusri a large amount of contribution points, and if they want to repay it, they have to work hard to repair the world.

However, every time a new realm is restored, all living beings will use all their strength to fight for opportunities for merit and contribution.

This leads to a situation where there are too many people and too little food. As more and more races are in debt, opportunities to perform are once again being snatched up.

Bad cycle,

Until it is done, all races will be deeply in debt.

However, they were grateful to Manjusri and entered the stage of working hard to repay their debts.

Manjusri was shrewd and used this kind of compassionate method to make all races deeply in debt.

In order to protect the dojo from being taken back, in the future, many living beings will call on their friends to take care of the dojo and try their best to improve the foundation and plant resources.

Using resources to repay the contribution they owe is their only solution.

In this way, Gengdu Mountain will survive the most difficult initial period and enter a prosperous era when hundreds of flowers bloom.

Manjusri's military exploits were fought without bloodshed, but he made tens of thousands of living beings sacrifice their lives willingly. Even future generations are praising his selflessness.

In addition, there are rewards for merit.

The reincarnation channel of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool is firmly held by Manjusri.

The merits that were exploited every time a living being reincarnated were originally intended to be scattered in the western realm to repair the world and make up for the debt.

In the initial stage, the phenomenon of mandarin ducks turned into merits truly appeared in every corner.

But after Manjusri acquired the Chongdu Mountains, all the merits of the reincarnation of living beings were invested here, but not even a little bit was obtained in the other lands.

Countless mandarin ducks lined up to fall from the sky and poured into the heart of the Gengdu Mountains.

This is a long-term benefit, and the steady stream of water is enough to continuously improve the foundation of Manjusri.

In addition, the Gengdu Mountains have been restored by sentient beings, and 30% of the merits from heaven will fall on Manjusri, and the destiny of the West will also tilt towards him.

That’s a lot of money.

Manjusri walks in front with kind-hearted eyes, and all sentient beings follow behind with expressions of reverence on their faces. This scene makes Bodhicitta chill.

Merit, prestige, dojo, luck, resources, and those long-term slaves.

Manjusri seems to be giving, but actually makes a lot of money.

At first, Bodhi was still wondering why Manjusri never let him help with his peak quasi-sage strength.

Now I understand that Manjusri must personally lead all sentient beings to repair the ashram, so as to create cohesion and make it difficult for them to escape from the shackles.

The more ups and downs there are, the more difficult it is to give up.

It's all psychological warfare, eating all living beings to death!

"This kind of strategy is by no means a random arrangement. Manjusri must have had this plan before joining the West!"

Bodhi took a deep breath and wanted to expose his evil methods to the public, but he still lacked the courage.

Who would believe it?

In other words, who dares to believe it?

The living beings at the bottom have really benefited, even if they talk about it, it is useless.

As for the Western disciples, it doesn’t matter if they know about Manjusri’s conspiracy. Who dares to stand up and speak out?

There are only three beneficiaries of this huge and well-thought-out scam.

Manjusri and the Two Saints of the West.

The speed of restoration of heaven and earth is extremely fast. The two saints made great promises and the owed heavenly merits are being repaid continuously.

Not even his direct disciple, Medicine Master Maitreya, has such means.

They are all spending money, only Manjusri is making money!

Nowadays, several sages in the West are too late to kneel down and lick them, so how can they have the courage to question them?

Do you think life is too long?

No one is a fool, not even Bodhi.

He could only feel helpless, resentful, and yell, but he still put on a smile in front of Manjusri, for fear of offending this great hero.

The speed of repair gradually increased, and finally on the sixth day, an accident occurred.

There are creatures that have fallen.

The timid rabbit demon was accidentally pierced through the body by a branch of the Soul-Dancing Tree.

How can a human being in the immortal realm resist such a demonic tree? The rabbit demon will not perish for a long time before falling on the spot.

The Soul-Dangling Tree was smashed to pieces, but it was never possible to save its life.

Even the West, who is proficient in reincarnation magic, can do nothing about it.

"Bai Zhi is so pitiful. He accumulated a lot of contribution points and died in battle before he could spend them."

"Well, what's the use of being sad? Our life and death are as humble as grass, so who cares."

"Bai Zhi's fall is just the beginning, casualties are inevitable as we go deeper!"

The sounds of discussion, whining, and crying converged into a river, making Bodhi frown slightly.

As a saint and a good corpse, he has seen too many deaths and has become numb to the scenes in front of him.

But he also knows that such a situation must be dealt with in time, otherwise many creatures will shrink back, become afraid, and give up halfway.

"Manjusri, what will you do? Reward a large number of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, or turn a blind eye, or promise benefits and force me with an iron fist?"

Countless possibilities flash in Bodhi's mind.

Finally, Manjusri pushed aside the crowd and came to Bai Zhi's corpse.

He didn't say anything. He knelt on the ground and dug a pit with his hands, burying Bai Zhi's body in it with a solemn expression.

Manjusri picked up a piece of bluestone and wrote Bai Zhi's name squarely on the top.

The Tiandi family was extremely lonely, and all living beings lowered their breaths and looked at Bai Zhi's tombstone.

The drizzle of rain suddenly started falling.

Manjusri did not use his spiritual power to resist, and allowed the rain to wet his body.

He suddenly raised his head and said.

"We are always going to fall, but the meaning of falling is different."

"Some creatures have fallen, but they are still alive; some creatures are alive, but they have fallen."

"To die for the primitive creatures is heavier than Mount Sumeru; to die for the greed in your heart is lighter than a feather..."

Manjusri's voice was as cold as ice and snow, resounding throughout the heaven and earth, making all living beings suddenly feel tragic and solemn.

The tears of many living beings were swirling in their eyes and they could not stop flowing down.

Manjusri's feat of restoring the Gongdu Mountains attracted the attention of countless Western sages. They hid behind the scenes and observed silently. They were suddenly shocked when they heard these words.

"We come from all over the world and gather here for a common goal."

"This is just the beginning. Countless living beings will follow this path in the future."

Bodhi was stunned in the void, looking at Manjusri's solemn face, bursts of reverence surged in his heart.

The rain did not stop, but no one mobilized their spiritual power to resist, and they were allowed to be beaten by the cold rain.

A cold voice sounded in my heart, accompanied by grief for the deceased.

"From now on, no matter who dies in our team, whether it is a spirit, a beast, or a venerable person, as long as he has done something meaningful for all living beings, we will have a memorial monument for him."

"We respect death and are not afraid of death. The passing of every partner is worthy of mourning."

"In this way, we express our grief and unite the entire West."

Manjusri bowed and saluted Bai Zhi's tombstone, which suddenly aroused the tragic feelings of all living beings.

Bodhi saw the situation in front of him and couldn't help but respect him.

"The overall situation has been decided. Manjusri will eventually lead the West to revival. Ontology, your choice is not wrong."

Eight days later.

At the foot of Mount Xumi, an uninvited guest came.

He wears a black cloak and is surrounded by purple chains.

The fishy smell filled the air, but was firmly blocked and pushed back by the nasturtium petals.

"The aura of the Red Jade Loose Immortal is long-lasting. It seems that I have made a lot of progress after spending many years in seclusion in the East China Sea."
To be continued...