He is the leader of Chanjiao and the teacher of the Twelve Golden Immortals.
He is the pinnacle of strength in the ancient world. He was transformed by the Pangu Yuanshen. He has deep luck, rich blessings, and is unstoppable in his mastery of weapon refining. With the "Yuanshi Weapon Refining Chapter", he has defeated Patriarch Wanhu, Yujing Fairy, and Moshan Old Woman.
The other great masters of Tao Refining were all suppressed so hard that they could hardly breathe.
He was talented and possessed great talent, so he found a new way in the Zixiao Palace and created Yundao to become a saint. He established "Explanation" in Kunlun Mountain and became the third saint to control the life and death of all things.
He has a jade-like face and bright eyes. He wears a plain blue outer garment. His soft and friendly smile combined with the ethereal aura of clouds creates a special and otherworldly temperament that makes people feel that he is far away in the horizon yet close at hand. p>
"You are very good, beyond my expectations." Yuanshi Tianzun's voice was gentle, his mind turned into a clone, and he slowly walked out of the light.
He took out a jar of fine wine, poured a glass for Manjusri, and poured another for himself, as if he were a close friend he hadn't seen for many years.
"Thank you for the compliment, teacher. As time goes by, things change and people change. This is the first time I have been praised by you." Manjusri raised his wine glass and faced Yuanshi Tianzun from a distance. The latter also raised his glass in respect and drank the wine together.
Manjusri took the wine jar over, and while pouring wine for Yuanshi Tianzun, he asked: "Teacher, I have always been busy with work. If there is anything important, you might as well say it directly."
Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes flickered as he looked at Manjusri's middle-aged face. He never expected that he would be so straightforward.
Just like in the beginning, he still likes to wear plain white clothes, and the bun on the top of his head is round and full. In the cold winter, the sun shines on his resolute face, filling it with extremely soft and warm lines, which reminds Yuanshi Tianzun of the spring water in the winter.
Spring scene with melting ice and snow.
"Good at planning and understanding of forbearance, your methods are indeed brilliant." Yuanshi Tianzun praised.
He didn't care at all about his disciples' defection, but rather admired their courage.
In the past, Hongjun loved Tongtian very much. In addition to rewarding him with the Four Swords of Killing Immortals, he also took care of him more when he was at Wanbao Cliff, and he openly favored Jin'ao Island several times.
The Battle of the Conferred Gods seems to be tragic, but the mediocre people in the Jie Sect have all attained immortality and are ranked among the Immortal Class. Those with outstanding strength have been absorbed into the high-level ranks of Buddhism, and their merits and fortunes have made them shine in the West. p>
Looking at the overall situation, Jiejiao is almost unscathed, but it just looks decayed and embarrassed.
Even the Meteorite Pill that was forcibly taken was to protect Tongtian's safety so that he would not be attacked by a group in the future.
Daozu was so partial, Yuanshi Tianzun naturally felt lonely.
The more envious and jealous he becomes, the deeper his hatred for Tongtian becomes, and the more he understands his disciple's defection.
He smiled slightly and said: "Manjusri, there is still more than a month before the founding day of the Chan Sect. At that time, the strong men from the three mountains and five mountains will come. I specially arranged the Jinghong Caiyun Platform to let the disciples compete with each other with their weapons.
, to promote my Kunlun Mountain style."
"I came here today to invite you to the Kunlun Mountains to participate in this universal celebration. At the same time, I also declare a challenge for Guangchengzi. I want to have a showdown with you. How about it?"
It turns out that after Guangchengzi returned to Kunlun Mountain, he was always extremely depressed and depressed.
He was amazed by Manjusri's performance.
The most precious treasure has come, the monks have attained the state of Bodhisattva, and they are plowing and studying the mountains...
This junior brother, who had always been silent, unexpectedly rose like a beautiful morning sun after his defection, blooming with such brilliant brilliance that he could not look directly at it.
In addition to being shocked, Guangchengzi fell into self-denial.
He began to think about whether there were many problems in the cultivation environment of Chanjiao. Otherwise, why would all the junior disciples be so prosperous and their status would rise after they left.
Especially the scene of Manjusri enlightening Bodhisattva, the auspicious clouds stretch for tens of thousands of miles, the aura sweeps across the sky like a tide, and countless Western creatures kneel to the ground...
Such a gorgeous and shocking scene left an indelible mark on Guang Chengzi's heart.
At the same time, he was extremely inferior in his heart.
Manjusri's talent in refining the Tao was like a majestic mountain, and like the way of heaven that ignored all living beings, he trampled his proud talent for refining into the mud.
There was a crack in the Taoist heart, and Guangchengzi lost all fighting spirit and hid in the cave with a weak breath.
When his beloved disciple is so depressed, how could Yuanshi Tianzun, a teacher, sit back and ignore it?
Taking the opportunity of the founding of the Chan Cult, he invited several great masters to the Kunlun Mountains to discuss Taoism, and personally taught Guangchengzi how to refine weapons, and taught them the "Yuanshi Refining Chapter".
During this period of time, after his encouragement and teachings, Guangchengzi's momentum and confidence were high. He continued to study hard and practice hard. He was bound to defeat Manjusri in an upright manner in this feast, thereby making up for the lack of Taoism.
In this battle, Guangchengzi staked his reputation and the glory of teaching.
He is bound to win!
In an instant, the fragrance emerged out of thin air, like colored satin being torn and scattered, and a sea of brightly colored flowers suddenly filled Manjusri's side.
The petals are flying wildly, competing for beauty, and they are endless as far as the eye can see, just like the endless waves of waves, brilliant and colorful, in full swing.
The picture scroll is as gorgeous as the starry sky, exuding a pure and rich innate aura, suspended in the middle of the sea of flowers all over the mountains and plains.
Innate spiritual treasure!
"Manjusri, this scroll of Spring Sleeping Picture in Futang is a companion of Xiuyu, the great sage of the Demon Court in the past. It contains the true meaning of flower arrangement. It can be used as the prize for this competition. Are you willing?" Yuanshi Tianzun has a kind look on his face.
said.
He has a smile on his face and an elegant air, just like an amiable elder in the clan, and his eyes are full of expectation.
The flower arrangement is based on the wooden path and belongs to the eight hundred branches. There are very few spiritual treasures that match it.
As far as Manjusri knows, there are only four acquired spiritual treasures of ikebana that have been born so far, and they are all in the hands of old masters. As for the innate spiritual treasures, they have never appeared.
This scroll of Yuanshi Tianzun's Spring Sleeping Picture of Futang should be the only innate spiritual treasure of flower arrangement.
If Manjushri refines it and understands the true meaning inside, he can sit firmly at the pinnacle of flower arrangement, and no one can shake it.
Yuanshi Tianzun smiled all over his face, and when his spiritual power was activated, the sea of flowers bloomed more and more brilliantly.
Naturally, he was well prepared when he came this time, and the bargaining chip offered was simply hard to refuse.
Thinking of this, Yuanshi Tianzun smiled and said: "Manjusri and Wenquxing once said: The red building looks cold across the rain, and the bead foil floating lantern returns alone. It is used to describe the loneliness and loneliness when you are at the peak of the avenue and have no opponent. Do you know why?
?"
"The understanding of Tao Yun is divided into nine stages from shallow to deep, commonly known as the Nine Heavens. Breaking through the final shackles will lead to Hunyuan and attain the status of a saint. However, after a certain avenue reaches its peak, heaven and earth will automatically block the road behind it.
Death will cause it to remain in the realm of the eighth heaven forever."
"Just like I became a saint with the Cloud Dao, from now on, many creatures in the prehistoric world, no matter how they practice the Cloud Dao, will be in a state of being unable to make any progress when they reach the peak of the eighth heaven. Their insights in the Cloud Dao will automatically become
My nutrients will never be able to break through the final barrier throughout my life."
"How glorious the Demon Court was in the past. Why did Di Jun, Fu Xi, Bai Ze, and Tu Shan prefer to study the Zhoutian Star Formation, but never openly share the Tao Yun, and jointly understand and plan the formation?"
Mysteries, because they are all strong men at the eighth level of the Way of Wisdom. Whoever breaks through the shackles first will come out on top, and other colleagues who practice the Way of Wisdom will become slaves who assist in understanding the Way of Wisdom."
"I know that you have the treasure of the ghost path, the treasure of Laixi, and the inheritance of the light path of the three-legged golden crow, but these two paths are not easy to walk. There are endless powerful ghosts, and the ten palaces of Yama in the underworld are all in the eighth heaven realm.
There are also the book of life and death and the judge's pen as the source, and you can understand the spiritual charm of the inner ghost path every day; the light path has more opponents. Just Lu Ya, the prince of the demon clan, is enough to make you look up. In addition,
, the Jiguang Bodhisattva of Buddhism, the Great Sage Douzhuan of the demon clan, and the Mu Lexianzun of Jiejiao are all immersed in several Yuanhui of this way. It is not easy to defeat them and stand out."
"But ikebana is completely different. When the enlightenment reaches the seventh heaven, you must use innate spiritual treasures to continue to make breakthroughs, and the world of enlightenment opens up the spiritual accumulation. This is why those strong ikebana, all Da Luo Jinxian, can never make progress.
The reason is, if you have this treasure in your pocket, you will not worry about other enemies on the road at all, and you will be able to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai in the eighth heaven realm."
Yuanshi Tianzun can be said to be sincere in his words, and the advice he gives is also very pertinent. No matter how you look at it, the Futang Spring Sleeping Picture can make Manjusri rise into the sky and steadily become the leader of ikebana.
However, in his extremely expectant eyes, Manjusri shook his head firmly.
"Sorry, I refuse."
Manjusri was calm in his heart, and his eyes were extremely disdainful towards Yuanshi Tianzun's persuasion.
No matter how good the Fu Tang Spring Sleeping Picture is, you still have to have the ability to get it.
Buddhism, the Underworld, and the Taoist temple were all in the initial construction period. He had been busy dealing with important tasks all day long. He didn't even have enough time for basic practice. Of course, he wouldn't be idle and had nothing to do. He traveled across mountains and rivers to Kunlun Mountain to participate in
A meaningless fight.
Moreover, Guangchengzi was a well-known man of merit in the ancient world. He had been favored since he joined the Chan Sect. He received a lot of rewards overtly and covertly. He became the Taiyi Golden Immortal in the Conferred God Calamity Tribulation and was favored by Yuanshi Tianzun.
If he makes any mistakes, someone will take the initiative to help him.
Surrounded by endless treasures of heaven and earth, Guangchengzi bathed in the teachings of Yuanshi Tianzun day and night, and his foundation in refining the Tao had already reached its peak. The lowest level was at the early stage of the Eighth Heaven, and he could at least rank among the top three in the prehistoric times.
But Manjusri has been fighting alone so far.
His realm is only that of a spirit immortal, and he is not a direct lineage in Buddhism. It is difficult to rely on the power of the two saints. Although his former colleagues have a deep friendship, they cannot be of much help.
Although Manjusri is proficient in refining, the insights from his previous life have faded away and disappeared in the waves. Now he is only in the realm of the fifth heaven. Without the support of insights that came from refining, he might not even be able to get started by now.<
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In comparison, his level of development is incomparable to Guangchengzi.
In the past, Manjusri was suppressed everywhere in the Kunlun Mountains. In order to protect himself, he often speculated on people's psychology, so he naturally knew the temperaments of Yuanshi Tianzun and Guangchengzi.
The Spring Sleeping Picture of Futang is extremely valuable. Yuanshi Tianzun only needs to wave his hand to attract several ikebana masters to serve him tea and pour water on his saddle. How could he be willing to take out such a treasure as a reward?
Guangchengzi has an arrogant temperament and has always been headstrong. If he didn't have the strength to crush him, how could he take the initiative to declare a challenge?
Manjusri looked at the splendid and dazzling paintings, feeling extremely bitter and depressed.
He has read many folk legends, such as a scholar slaying a dragon in his dream, a beggar becoming an immortal, a child commanding all ghosts... They are all stories about the weak defeating the strong with the small and the powerful.
If in the records compiled by Taoism, Manjusri would swim against the current and come out on top, riding the wind and waves to become the leader of flower arrangement; if in the philosophical stories of Buddhism, Manjusri would influence Guangchengzi with love, causing him to cry and confess his sins, and voluntarily hand over
The picture of Spring Sleeping in Futang, and reunited with him to save all sentient beings together. If it were told by storytellers in the mortal world, Manjushri would fail. After being cast aside by thousands of people, he would receive guidance from immortals and be rewarded with magical treasures. He would study hard for three years.
Five years later, he made a comeback to defeat Chan Cult and became a hero of the entire era.
"Alas!" Manjusri sighed silently in his heart.
It's a pity that he is not the protagonist of these stories. The distance between the two sides is like a chasm, insurmountable.
This is the charm of reality, clear and cruel.
"Haha, the lofty saint, his Taoist heart is sluggish, and he wants to regain his position by defeating me. Do I have to accompany him? This kind of request is really ridiculous!" Thinking of this, Manjusri sneered disdainfully, without caring at all.
Yuanshi Tianzun's embarrassed face.
Unlike others, Manjusri is not afraid of Yuanshi Tianzun.
He has been imprisoned by Hongjun in the Kunlun Mountains, and has never been able to break out throughout his life. What appears in front of him now is just a clone of his mind.
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Moreover, Manjusri is an iconic figure in Buddhism. If he falls into the hands of Yuanshi Tianzun, the prestige of the West will be reduced to a freezing point, and his luck will be directly lost by 20%. The damage caused will be irreparable. The two saints will never sit idly by.<
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Just like now, the green lotus color flag is slightly heated, exuding the illusory dream atmosphere, protecting Manjusri's body, and at the same time issuing a warning to Yuanshi Tianzun.
"Manjusri, do you want to be timid before fighting? Do you want to become a coward? Do you want to be laughed at by others? It doesn't matter if Guangchengzi is more advanced than you. This time, the comparison is just about the foundation of refining the Tao, and himself.
It has nothing to do with my state, so don’t let me down."
Yuanshi Tianzun said with sincerity, and the care in his eyes seemed to turn into substance, wrapping Manjusri.
"As we practice, we have a long road ahead. We must learn not to be afraid of hardships and to swim upstream. Dao Yun's contention is the fairest. The enemies in our imagination are the most terrifying. The opponents in reality are just obstacles to the summit. Are you really
Can you bear to miss this innate spiritual treasure?"
"Sage, there is no need to waste your time." Manjusri said softly.
The sudden change of title surprised Yuanshi Tianzun.
"If you directly reward me with the Spring Sleeping Picture of Futang, let alone being defeated by Guangchengzi, even if I press him to the ground and trample on him at will, I will shout that the senior brother is really brave and powerful, and the junior brother is so impressed that he can use this ethereal big cake
To deceive, it is indeed a bit hypocritical and vicious."
"Manjusri, you are so presumptuous. This treasure is used to inspire you, so how could you use it to engage in malpractice for personal gain?" After hearing this, Tianzun Yuanshi immediately scolded loudly.
He suddenly felt his energy and blood rising, and realized that his once well-behaved disciple had now become extremely strange.
Thinking of this, he snorted loudly through his nose and said: "As we practice, fighting is inevitable. If you are afraid of it, how can you defeat yourself in the future? Before the result appears, who can guarantee that you will be the winner?
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Manjusri's eyes were cold and he replied in a gentle tone: "Sage, since you want the result so much, then I will admit defeat directly. The reason is very simple. I am an extremely cowardly and incompetent person. I hid in advance because I was afraid of being defeated and crushed.
If you dare to fight, after you return, you can tell Guang Chengzi and make it public at the banquet."
"You!" Yuanshi Tianzun was about to rebuke, but was wrapped tightly by the misty dreamy aura.
"Senior brother, Manjushri is my Buddhist Bodhisattva. It has nothing to do with you how you choose. If you are too presumptuous, don't blame me for being unkind." Jie Yin's bitter voice came out, making Yuanshi Tianzun's face immediately become ugly.
He simply snorted coldly, put away the Spring Sleeping Picture of Futang, jumped directly into the treasure light and disappeared.
At the same time, the hazy dreamlike atmosphere also disappeared.
Manjusri's reply, Yuanshi Tianzun will not tell anyone about it.
The facts are before our eyes, and the results are far louder than words. Guangchengzi cannot refine the supreme treasure of the great road at all. To speak out this reason is to bring shame on oneself.
On Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun slowly opened his eyes, rubbed the smooth surface of the scroll, and murmured slightly lowly: "Everything will be different when we come back to Kunlun. When we come together, we will return differently."
Plowing and reading the mountains.
Manjusri's eyes were clear, looking in the direction of Kunlun Mountain, and he bowed with great respect.
The relationship between master and disciple has ended, and since then, he has completely become a Bodhisattva in Buddhism.
"Jin Luan sings "Yantang Fian" together, and we meet each other after the end of the world. We are strangers, and it is better to forget each other when we meet~"
Manjusri sighed, and just as he was about to go to Mount Sumeru to thank him, he saw an earthly immortal running hurriedly from a distance.
This is a fat man with a big belly.
Wearing a beaded robe of red and green flowers, he was sweating profusely and panting, activating the Waterway Escape Technique to come.
The man was busy kowtowing before he even came in front of him. As a result, he lost his balance and fell to the ground. He rolled forward three or four times and was disgraced.
When Manjusri came closer, he saw clearly that it was Lao Liu.
Lao Liu lay on the ground and groaned, swallowed in frustration, and started crying at the top of his voice.
"Master, something bad happened, the well collapsed."