Chapter 34 Streamer(1/2)
The wind and snow in the early morning are a little deep.
Like thousands of thoughts, overflowing in the huge Luzhou, boundless.
The heavy snow surges like the sea, covering the mountains and rivers wildly, and the crystal clear ice jungle is dotted with tall and tall jade trees like corals.
Creak, creak...
Youdao's figure is walking forward despite the wind and snow.
His body was buried in white, like a fluffy hydrangea. The faint floral fragrance was steaming up, mixed with the pure smell unique to the wind and snow, making it misty and overflowing.
This person moves extremely fast, seemingly walking leisurely, but in fact, every step he takes can cover a distance of a thousand meters.
Phew~
Manjusri exhaled softly and looked at the white snow scene, feeling helpless.
"Now, my Soul Dao foundation has broken through the shackles, and I don't need to worry about the sun's exposure. However, the wind and snow in Luzhou, Beiju, never stop. If you are traveling at night, you can still rely on the stars to identify the direction, but in the clear sky and daytime, it is a bit difficult.
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Thinking of this, Manjusri took out the map given by Xin Tao from his arms, carefully observed and identified the location, and then set off again.
"The environment here is harsh and the cold is constant. Long-term travel will accumulate cold air in the body. If you don't stop and clean it in time, your thoughts will be sluggish and your movements will be stiff. If you have fire treasures nearby, it will be easier to walk.
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"In addition, the deeper you go, the denser the wind and snow become. The vast territory makes even golden immortals lose their way. It seems that at night, you need to invite moon fish to get guide grass, longing stone, autumn water peach branches and other spirits.
Treasure, help me identify the direction."
Manjusri pinches the treasure seal with his hand, continuously activating the spiritual charm, and expels the cold air accumulated in the body.
His body is still a ghost after all. Although the bones are tempered by black bone bamboo, it is difficult to change the essence after all, and the pressure he endures is even heavier than the physical body.
As we go deeper, the wind and snow between the sky and the earth become more and more intense. When we look up at the sky and the sun, even the existence of the sun and stars are extremely hazy.
Manjusri kept chewing in his mouth, and every time he walked about ten miles, he would spit out a pink and delicate squab from his mouth.
The squab is composed of peach blossoms. Its body is erratic but not loose. After being spit out, it flies away in a circle.
In the dense wind and snow, the movement of the squab is not affected at all, flapping its wings, scattering countless peach blossoms mixed in the wind and snow.
These peach blossoms are the eyes of squabs, which can help Manjusri with his vision.
His past life experience reminded him that many demons and beasts like to attack in complex environments.
Sure enough, thousands of meters away, there are large groups of brown rocks, moving continuously in your direction.
Manjusri stopped and took three breaths before he could see the other person's appearance clearly.
This is a group of dead crocodiles.
These ferocious beasts are shaped like dry wood, with slender and brown bodies. They like to eat flesh and blood, and are good at hunting targets in groups.
The leading crocodile king has an aura as strong as the top of a mountain. He is obviously in the late stage of true immortality.
The ferocious and excited roars became clearer and louder.
Soon, hundreds of Kuchai crocodiles appeared in sight.
"Humph, these beasts!" Manjusri snorted coldly, held the treasure seal in his hand, and faced the crocodiles fiercely.
Phew~
Magnificent flowers fall from the sky.
In an instant, it burned fiercely like fire cooking oil.
Rich colored smoke suddenly filled up and swept across a radius of 30,000 meters.
Flower arrangement - red fragrance!
The smoke is billowing, and penetrates into the body along the seven orifices of the crocodiles, crazily gestating roots and eating away at the flesh and blood.
Manjusri's escape method is extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he is in front of the Kuchai Crocodile King.
He stepped on the auspicious clouds with majesty, and stepped on the huge head of the crocodile king.
Bang!
The heavy muffled thunder sounded loudly, and then, the auspicious clouds exploded and surged, turning into an endless torrent of sword light.
Flower arrangement - flowing light!
These swords are extremely sharp and can easily tear apart defenses.
The Kuchai crocodile is proud of its rough skin and thick flesh, which is difficult to support in the torrent of sword light, and it is cut into several pieces of minced meat.
Whoosh whoosh!
The sword light was dense and flew out, like a storm, wildly harvesting the lives of the crocodiles.
The Kuchai Crocodile King was kicked into the snow with great force, and his head was riddled with holes cut by swords.
But he was the pinnacle of a true immortal after all, and he did not fall under this attack. Instead, he was inspired to become ferocious. He raised his head violently and was about to swallow Manjusri into his belly.
Manjusri rose up with the help of the force, and the petals floated around her body, turning into a colorful and bright cloak, frantically absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth.
The auspicious clouds gathered under the feet again, becoming more and more brilliant, and the waves rolled, and the fragrance overflowed.
Roar!
The Kuchai Crocodile King opened its bloody mouth and rushed forward toward the colorful figure in the sky.
Its body is huge, like a whale rising from the sea, and the demonic flames are burning crazily, as bloody and terrifying as the abyss.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities."
Manjusri's eyes flashed, and his figure was like a nimble kite. He turned back violently, aimed at the soft belly of the Kuchai Crocodile King, and kicked out again.
Bang!
The sword was brilliant, the fragrance of flowers overflowed, and death suddenly broke out, cutting into pieces the belly of the Kuchai Crocodile King and destroying all the internal organs.
The bloody fragments, like a drizzle, fell all over the snow, as beautiful as white snow and red plum blossoms.
Plop!
The huge body of the crocodile king fell heavily to the snow, and thousands of delicate flowers rushed out along the wound.
Its body quickly dried up, and all its flesh and blood turned into nutrients, giving birth to brilliant flowers, like a flower boat in flowing water, gorgeous and wonderful.
The leader fell, and the morale of the crocodile group was in chaos. They tried to escape but were enveloped by the torrent of sword light, and then killed them all.
Countless flowers bloom wildly in the wind and snow, forming an extremely magnificent landscape.
Manjusri landed on the corpse of the Kuchai Crocodile King, looking at the endless sea of gorgeous flowers, recalling the scene just now in his mind.
Inside and out, he has taken thirteen begonias, but apart from the ikebana spells that he has comprehended, except for defensive persistence and reconnaissance, the remaining spells are all about killing.
Because of this, when Manjusri fights, all tactics such as pulling, attrition, traps, control, and detours cannot be used. The only way to defeat Manjusri is to move forward bravely.
"The understanding of the great road always changes with the nature of the mind. I went to Luzhou with the intention of killing people, so the spells I learned were all sharp-edged and bloody. It seemed that I wanted to make up for the shortcomings in detection, control, treatment, etc., only
There are other means."
Thinking of this, Manjusri stimulated the aura and slowly healed the leg injury.
The explosive power of the magic streamer is extremely strong, but every time it is kicked out, the legs will be seriously injured.
At this time, the phantom of his right leg was broken into three pieces, and the phantom of the bones of his left leg was completely shattered.
If there hadn't been a ghost hanging on it, it would have been scattered in the snow during the battle just now.
As the aura permeates the legs, it seems like thousands of ants are busy around the bones, and the numbness and tingling continue to come.
Manjusri frowned and took out a gray bell from his arms.
This is the ghost camellia.
This spiritual plant was obtained from Fan Wujiu and is a must-have for underworld officials. It is extremely powerful in healing the soul and is a rare product.
A clear and melodious jingle sounded, and a black whirlwind suddenly appeared, spinning rapidly around Manjusri.
Pure ghost energy steams up, like water vapor rising into the sky, condensing into dark clouds overhead.
The patter of black bean rain fell on the ghost's legs, causing the broken bones to quickly recover.
Severe pain suddenly appeared. Manjusri endured it and continued to breathe cold air. After the bones of his legs were completely restored, he let out a dull roar.
"We must hurry up and leave. The smell of blood mixed with the wind and snow is particularly abrupt, and it will attract many ferocious beasts with keen sense of smell. Before obtaining treatment, we still need to be more careful."
Thinking of this, Manjusri immediately got up and set off, heading towards the sea anemone forest.
On the way, he encountered several more waves of beasts, but he was victorious every time, leaving behind a continuous sea of gorgeous flowers.
In addition to the corpses scattered all over the place, Manjusri also obtained many natural and earthly treasures from the ice path, which were all kept in his pocket, waiting to be transported back to the west through schools of fish in the future.
Covered in ice and snow, the cold wind is blowing.
In this vast world, Manjusri traveled a long distance and finally came to the sea anemone forest.
Looking around, the blue sunflowers stretching for tens of thousands of miles are madly swallowing ice crystals to temper their bodies.
To be continued...