Where disasters are raging, heaven and earth will breed hope and save all sentient beings from suffering and torture.
When the number of corpses reaches its peak, the rot and decay will explode, sweeping across the sky like a storm.
At this time, there is an auspicious beast named Yingkang, which will follow the guidance of heaven and come to the dead and filthy land.
They can see through illusions, disperse haze, and bring boundless auspiciousness and blessings.
"In the past, I was depressed, and in previous years there was a lot of suffering. Now, with good fortune, the rain and snow are pattering, and the white trees are rising with the clouds..."
Manjusri gently closed the "Picture Scroll" and looked deeply into the distance.
The misty black flag suddenly appeared in the sky, blooming with endless precious light.
Come on!
The spirit of the ghost path condensed to the extreme in an instant, and countless strong and cold auras emerged near the cold pool.
The sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling came one after another, and with the sound of crawling, nearly a hundred ferocious evil ghosts with huge and round bellies appeared behind Manjusri.
They knelt down on the ground with great respect, waiting for Manjusri's instructions.
These are all pot-bellied ghosts.
There are countless ghosts in the underworld, and there are as many as 18,000 types.
The Pot-Belly Ghost looks ferocious and burly, but it is an extremely sophisticated storage ghost.
Their stomachs have their own space inside, which can store living things in a wide range and are suitable for transporting active resources.
The bright sword of wisdom was drawn out by Manjusri.
He urged his spiritual power to swing out violently, and the dreamlike sword light flew out quietly.
Unlike the decisive killing of swordsmanship, Manjusri's sword light is somewhat tender and affectionate.
It's as if the excellent mutton-fat jade has been condensed into thin slices, and it flutters lightly above the cold pool, emitting a warm and soft light as it slowly falls.
At the same time, the relationship between heaven and earth was instantly broken.
The charcoal turtles that were playing happily lost consciousness one after another and came out of the water one after another.
In an instant, the water surface of Hantan Lake was filled with turtles turning their bellies.
"Swallow them all." Manjusri said coldly, and those pot-bellied ghosts quickly took action.
They floated over the cold pool one after another, patted their bellies gently with both hands, opened their mouths and sucked hard.
The comatose turtles were unable to resist and were picked up one after another like mud cows in the sea.
In just half a stick of incense, all the ice charcoal turtles in the cold pool were completely absorbed by the pot-bellied ghosts.
"Senior Manjusri, fortunately you have lived up to your destiny."
The leader, the pot-bellied ghost king, bravely came to Manjusri and said tremblingly.
His realm was already Taiyi, but when facing Manjusri, he couldn't help but want to kneel on the ground, unable to think of any resistance.
The pot-bellied ghost king lowered his head, feeling the ethereal aura emanating from Laixi, and felt depressed again.
"You will return to the underworld first and wait for orders. I will summon you again later."
Immediately, he threw out a jade slip, which fell into the hands of the Big-Belly Ghost King.
"Write down everything above. If you say even one wrong word, I will kill you."
"Yes yes yes."
The latter nodded quickly and led countless disciples and disciples to disappear around the cold pool.
At this time, the cold pool is extremely quiet, as clear as transparent jade.
After a while, dozens of big birds flew over.
Their feathers are green and rich, and the ends of their wings have tassels like streamers.
With the fluttering of the big bird's wings, boundless auspiciousness and blessings suddenly descended around the cold waters.
This is Qunying Kang!
The Yingkang people fell in front of Manjusri and transformed into human forms. After bowing respectfully, they were suddenly shocked by the scene in front of them.
"Oh my god, how come there is a dojo with such pure coldness?"
"Look, those cold waves of steaming birds are also mixed with tiny ice crystals."
"Hantan is a remote area with rich aura, making it an excellent habitat for us."
……
Exclaims, discussions, and exclamations came and went one after another, making Chief Yingkang a little shy.
This is a middle-aged woman wearing a royal robe, with an elegant manner and a spring-like face.
She looked at Hantan with great energy, her heart full of gratitude, and her eyes slightly moist.
"Thank you Venerable Manjusri for your generous help. The ashram here has sufficient spiritual charm and a cool climate, which is most suitable for the Yingkang ethnic group to recuperate."
In the process of restoring the West, the talent of the Yingkang race seems extremely useless.
The tassel can dispel resentment and can live in the ferocious beasts of the mountains, all of whom are full of evil.
When such an existence dies, all sentient beings would like to tear it into pieces. How can it be the turn of Yingkang to purify and save it?
Yingkang is not good at killing, and his strength is weak. Those auras of auspiciousness and blessings do not have much practical effect. They look flashy, and the whole clan is on the edge.
Despite this, Venerable Manjusri did not give up!
He personally selected a dojo for the entire Yingkang clan and led them to this cold pool.
On the contribution list, Yingkang's deficit is 300,000, but their hearts are full of warmth.
"We will never forget the kindness of Venerable Manjusri forever."
"Well, if I had met the Venerable earlier, I wouldn't have been so homeless."
"The breath of Hantan is so comfortable. I just want to take a bath now."
The leader of Yingkang was named Ying Ming. After she saluted Manjusri, she said softly.
"Your Majesty has great righteousness, and his voice will never be forgotten. If you have any instructions in the future, please just ask. The whole Yingkang family will definitely go through fire and water."
"It doesn't matter, it's my mission to save all sentient beings." Manjusri waved his hand, his voice soft and warm.
He looked at the extremely empty Hantan and asked curiously, "Friend Yingming, Hantan is a vast area. Have you thought about how to take care of it in the future?"
After Ying Ming thought for a moment, he spoke.
"Senior Rong, the cold pool is thin and cool all year round, which is most suitable for the growth of ice-type spiritual plants and animals, such as Bingliping, wonderful stone fish, big snow dragonfly, paddy field weng, etc."
Having said this, Ying Ming lowered his head shyly, his voice as small as the chirping of mosquitoes.
"Nowadays, we are short of money, so we can only raise the most common ice fish, collect ice fish eyes to trade with other groups for gale butterflies, and then look for ice channel resources to plant them here. We will slowly develop them and develop silently.
That’s it.”
Taking care of the dojo is hard work.
Water source, soil, and spiritual energy are the basic requirements. Secondly, the relationship between the herd and spiritual plants must be considered.
For most ethnic groups without a strong foundation, the spiritual plants they planted at first were all in a mess, and they can be gradually improved as their foundations become richer.
Manjusri nodded thoughtfully and then spoke.
"Your idea is good, but if you do this, the development speed of Hantan will be too slow. It is better to breed charcoal turtles. They have strong vitality and can survive by eating some seeds. The charcoal behind them can also temper your body.
It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone."
After hearing Manjusri's suggestion, Wei Ming sighed, and shook her head with a wry smile, "What the Venerable said is absolutely true, but how can we get it if the ice charcoal turtle is so precious?"
Manjusri frowned slightly, his face changing constantly, a little unwilling and helpless.
He gently rubbed the corners of his clothes, his eyes full of sadness.
Ying Ming had a delicate mind and immediately secretly thought that something was wrong, feeling full of self-blame for himself.
"Damn it, it's so good, what am I talking about?"
"Venerable Manjusri is compassionate and worried about us being able to live and work in peace and contentment. He must have taken the matter of the charcoal turtle to his heart."
"Ying Ming, Ying Ming, you are so confused. You were so overwhelmed by joy that you didn't think much about what you said."
Ying Ming felt regretful, and just when he was about to explain, Manjusri sighed.
Wenshu was a little flustered and a little confused. He tried his best to smile and said to Ying Ming, "It doesn't matter, I'll find a way."
Having said that, Manjusri gritted his teeth, made several treasure seals, and constructed a mysterious formation.
In an instant, there were sudden gloomy winds between heaven and earth.
The ghostly, pot-bellied ghost king walked out of the void with his head held high.
"Hahaha, Manjusri, you can't help but come to make a deal with me again. The essence and blood you received last time were of excellent quality. I want more this time."
When Manjusri saw this, he couldn't help but take two steps back, as if he was remembering some terrible memory.
He swallowed and said loudly to the Pot-Belly Ghost King.
"Senior, I am in urgent need of a large amount of charcoal turtles. Do you have any stock there?"
"Haha, my Big-Belly Ghost King has everything. There are quite a lot of ice charcoal turtles. What are you going to give in exchange?" The Big-Belly Ghost King laughed wildly, his eyes full of ferociousness.
"Senior, please make an offer." Manjusri said.
"Okay, then I want you to use spring water shrimps in exchange for five spring water shrimps in exchange for an ice charcoal turtle. How about that?"
The Big-Belly Ghost King patted his belly, revealing the turbulent ocean on his belly, which contained densely packed charcoal turtles.
"No!"
Before Manjusri could speak, Ying Ming refused without hesitation.
The spring water shrimp has a gentle personality, feeds on mud, and can condense spring water in its body, which is of great help to water cultivation.
Manjusri practices the two paths of ice and water, which is well known in the West.
Some time ago, Venerable Samantabhadra thought of his former friendship and collected 300,000 spring water shrimps for him to help him quickly break through to the realm of spiritual immortals.
How can we take it out directly to replace resources for the Yingkang ethnic group if we haven’t covered the heat yet?
Moreover, under normal circumstances, two spring water shrimps can be exchanged for one charcoal turtle, but the Big Belly Ghost King wants five, which is obviously a rip-off.
"Venerable Manjusri, resources can be cultivated slowly, but you must not agree to the Big Belly Ghost King." Ying Ming stopped in front of Manjusri and said sonorously.
"Distress is temporary. As long as we work together as one, we will have a bright future and we will never be taken advantage of by treacherous people."
Even though the opponent was Taiyi Golden Immortal, Ying Ming didn't have the slightest fear.
Ambition and pride surged from her body, instantly exaggerating the whole Yingkang clan.
"The patriarch is right, we will definitely create a better future."
"Hmph, the Big Belly Ghost King is really shameless. I will definitely find a way back to him in the future."
"We will be ashamed of this matter, practice hard, and seek justice for Venerable Manjusri!"
At this moment, Ying Ming was gently patted on the shoulder.
Manjusri pulled her away with a smile, and said with a little helplessness: "Big Belly Ghost King, I accept your request, let's start exchanging resources now."
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"What!" Ying Ming wanted to stop him, but Manjusri stopped him.
"Ying Ming, I know what you are thinking, but we all see the current situation. If these ice charcoal turtles join the cold pool, the Yingkang race will make a qualitative leap. In comparison, I will suffer a little loss and
Well, spring water shrimps can be found everywhere, I will just take the time to catch them later."
After that, he waved his sleeves lightly, and nearly a million spring water shrimps gathered into a river and fell into the big belly of the ghost king.
After accepting the spring water shrimp, the Pot-bellied Ghost King vomited in the cold pool, and countless lively ice charcoal turtles jumped out immediately.
"Oh my god, look at these little guys, they are so lively and cute."
"It's really strange. These charcoal turtles didn't show any fear at all. Instead, they scattered at the bottom of the pond in tacit understanding."
"Just now I was worried that they would fight over the nest, but I didn't expect them to get along so harmoniously, as if they were already living here."
Ying Ming's thoughts penetrated into the cold pool, and he found that these ice charcoal turtles were full of vitality, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited, but after checking the number, his mood suddenly dropped.
The number of charcoal turtles is 89,342!
Under normal circumstances, transactions and replacements are rounded up to whole numbers, but the number of turtles is a fraction.
This means that Manjusri gave everything to him and took out all the spring water shrimps.
Thinking of this, the corners of Ying Ming's mouth were full of bitterness, and he felt guilty for Manjusri.
"Hahaha, the deal is over, I'm going back, and we will cooperate again if we have the opportunity in the future." The Big Belly Ghost King laughed wildly, and his body turned into smoke and disappeared.
After returning to the underworld, he burst into tears, stamped his feet and beat his chest, shouting.
"My dear mother, I said two words wrong. Manjusri will not really kill me."
By the cold pond.
Ying Ming burst into tears and was so excited that she could not speak.
The rest of the Yingkang tribe left here silently and went all out to tidy up Hantan.
"Don't feel sorry for me. Your life is getting better and better, which is great for me." Manjusri comforted him in a soft voice, without any heartache at all.
Ying Ming nodded obediently, but in his heart he was full of self-blame.
She could really see Manjusri's micro-expression just now.
Because of this, the guilt will become more intense.
"Damn it! Venerable Manjusri is so pure and kind that he was forced to hand over the spring water shrimps. His future practice will definitely slow down."
"Haha, what an auspicious beast, I feel ashamed of my identity."
"Honorable Sir, your kindness and selflessness make the whole Yingkang family feel ashamed. We are incompetent."
Ying Ming pursed her lips and suddenly spoke loudly and forcefully.
"Sir, these charcoal turtles were borrowed by the Yingkang clan. Please deduct our contribution of 150,000 yuan again, and we will definitely repay them in full in the future."
"Ying Ming, what are you talking about? It is my duty to pay for all sentient beings!"
Half an hour later, Manjusri reluctantly left Hantan.
On the contribution list, the contribution of the Yingkang race has reached minus 450,000.
To repay these contributions, Ying Ming will have to be busy for at least eight hundred years.
Manjusri's eyes flickered, and he kept thinking about his plan.
"The Gengdu Mountain Range is a vast territory, and only 30% of it has been repaired until now. There is still a long way to go."
The scope of the dojo is too wide, which is not a good thing.
This is like the Queen Mother sitting on 3,600 peach trees, looking extremely luxurious and rich in resources.
But she couldn't finish it.
In addition, flat peaches have no improving effect on her, so it seems a bit useless.
Therefore, the heaven held a peach banquet and invited all kinds of gods to gather together to demonstrate the kindness of Queen Mother Haotian.
The same situation faced Manjusri.
What is the use of controlling the farming and reading mountains?
The resources are fertile and the herds of animals are abundant, but he can't eat enough. He also consumes energy to take care of it and wastes time by running around.
It's better to give it to all living beings and let them take care of it for you.
Each time I draw is enough for cultivation, coupled with the improvement of the mountain background, it brings Western luck and heavenly merit.
Make big money!
Manjusri thought about it and came to a secluded valley somewhere. The ghost energy of Niao Na steamed up, and the big-bellied ghost king jumped out tremblingly.
"Hmph, may the Venerable Manjusri be blessed, my little belly is kowtowing to you!"