Manjusri's face is like a spring breeze, with a smile on his lips, floating in the sky with interest.
Facing the majestic Hanlu Tribe, his face was not at all flustered, but rather vaguely excited.
"Is Hongyu crazy? You are in a certain death situation, and you are still talking so boldly?"
"The Hanlu Clan has a profound heritage. There are three spiritual immortals alone. How can Ruby resist them all?"
"Countless bees died, and 80% of the demons in the Qiongjiang Valley were destroyed. Where did he get the courage to scream in the cold wind?"
In full view of everyone, Manjusri slowly stretched out his right hand.
His right hand was shriveled and yellow, covered with dark age spots, and the veins were bulging and pale.
Accompanied by the flickering emerald green, the fresh smell of earth and vegetation swept across the battlefield in an instant.
The seeds hidden in the blood and corpses grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, exuding vitality in the filth.
Flower arrangement·Chunhui!
Amidst the lightning and flint, all the fallen corpses suddenly woke up from their deep sleep.
Bright and delicate flowers spread out from the seven orifices of the corpse, and they are extremely colorful and gorgeous.
As if a spring thunder suddenly broke out, the corpse whose body was occupied by flowers suddenly raised its head, with a strange smile on its lips, and launched an attack on the Hanlu group.
Boom!
The sound of running echoed through the sky, coming from all directions.
Flower butterflies, blue sheep, walking horses, eels, mountain boars, and millions of alien beasts and bees, overwhelming the sea, tearing gold and stone, forming a vast and boundless whirlpool, surrounding all the demons of the Hanlu tribe and strangling them in the center.<
/p>
Looking around, there is no end in sight to the strange group of corpse beasts, and they occupy more than a hundred miles of land!
A creepy atmosphere filled the Qiuxiang Plain, and before the cold wind could react, the surroundings, sides, distance, feet, and top of the head were densely covered with ferocious corpses.
These ikebana puppets with grinning lips and weird smiles are like strong fish schools in the ocean. They are crowded and airtight while swaying, stretching from the side to the end of the field of vision.
In addition to the five races, there are also flowers, birds, fish, insects, birds and beasts, snakes, insects, rats, ants, and even sporadic vegetation and monsters. They are of different sizes and shapes. Their bodies are delicate and bright, and their breaths are white and cold, gathering into a boundless
The boundless ocean.
In the endless wave of corpses, the Hanlu tribe was quickly eaten away without even making waves.
Ben Leizi stood there blankly, looking at the ferocious and crowded corpses, fear spreading crazily in his heart.
After a while, the dust settled.
The flowers withered quickly, and the surging waves suddenly stopped.
Many greedy river-swallowing snakes, swaying gracefully, devoured corpses on the battlefield.
Silent, dull, depressing...
All kinds of emotions moisten things silently and gradually spread.
The spies who were hiding in the dark and watching the battle were trembling in fear, as if they had forgotten how to breathe, and they were trying hard to stick out their tongues.
Manjusri put his hands on his back and gently helped Zhu Jiang up when he collapsed on the ground.
He stretched out his left hand, raised his five fingers, and brought all the spies wandering around to him.
Plop!
Hundreds of little demons knelt down on the ground in tacit agreement. Before they could ask for mercy, Manjusri waved his hand to stop them.
"Everyone, I am not a ruthless person. I was forced by the cold wind to resist and protect myself. Now, let me, my good niece, tell the whole story to the public to comfort Zhu.
The soul of a righteous Taoist friend in heaven."
Zhu Jiang nodded in fear and uneasiness, tears welling up in his eyes, and told the whole story in a choked voice.
"I really didn't expect that Hanfeng would be so greedy and insatiable that he instigated six tribes to attack the old, weak, sick and disabled people in Qiongjiang Valley."
"Well, with the current interests, who can resist the temptation? If senior Hongyu hadn't missed his old love, I'm afraid this girl Zhu Jiang would have been killed by the cold wind."
"Hanfeng's death is truly deserved. Even if Senior Hongyu doesn't uphold justice, we won't let him have an easy time."
"As expected of a strong man of righteousness in the past, Senior Hongyu's mind really makes us ashamed and we can only look up to him!"
……
Ben Leizi was helped up by his fellow tribesmen and staggered to Manjusri's side.
Looking at this strong man who slaughtered and saved the ethnic group, his heart was full of bitterness and had an indescribable charm.
Manjusri stretched out his hand and gently patted Ben Leizi on the shoulder.
"Whether it's conspiracy or annexation of forces, I have killed countless rogues. Although it is to protect the heirs of Taoist friend Zhu Zheng, after all, my hands are stained with blood and the sins are heavy. When we return from Beiming, I will definitely
I will personally go to Zouma’s territory and stand under a bush to plead guilty.”
"Senior!"
Ben Leizi was deeply moved and knelt down on the ground with great respect.
Manjusri sighed and said softly: "Ben Leizi, your talents and abilities are better than you think. Don't hide your hatred in your heart. Go to Beiming, that is your stage." p>
"Thank you, senior, for your guidance. Benleizi will never forget it!"
Three days later.
Wow, wow, wow...
The ocean is surging, the ice crystals are thick, and the cold wave is freezing.
There is a splendid warship, sailing smoothly in the Beiming Sea, and the people on it are the demons of the Qiongjiang Valley.
Everyone's faces were filled with excitement, and they were full of expectations for the upcoming battle.
As the battle of Qiuxiang Plains settled, Hongyu's reputation instantly swept across Luzhou.
Sand gulls, flowers, green sheep, wild boars, walking horses, eels, and cold deer.
The illustrious reputation of killing seven clans in a row has attracted the attention of countless creatures. Even Shui Yuyan, the leader of the Demon Court this time, has said that he is willing to use the assets of the entire clan to welcome Hongyu's surrender.
"I really didn't expect that we actually won the final victory." A pig demon shouted excitedly.
Although three days have passed, there are still many little demons who feel unbelievable.
"Fortunately, Senior Hongyu is the supreme elder of Qiongjiang Valley, otherwise we would have died in the pine forest." The old demon who followed Zhu Jiang said slowly, feeling the unique coldness of Beiming.
Deep in the warship, there is a quiet room, where Manjusri is closing his eyes to rest, digesting the results.
Yesterday, all the bee colonies were sent back to the West.
The Demon Court is far away in the depths of the North Ming Dynasty, and as far as the eye can see is the vast ocean. Beasts such as birds and beasts will be suppressed in the water, and their combat power will drop several times.
"Now, I am already in the late stage of spiritual immortality. If I want to break through the golden immortality in the Demon Court reenactment, I must rely on my own physical body. It seems that I have to inform Qingshi in advance to prepare. In addition to the nourishment of Qiqiao Exquisite Heart, the physical body
You can’t be careless about your foundation and practice.”
"The fighting in the North Ming Dynasty is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and the winner is mainly decided by fighting. The winner this time is the Zidu of the Jiuying faction. I can just rely on him to strengthen myself, enrich the foundation of flower path and light path, and take the opportunity to upgrade the realm to the spiritual immortal
Peak."
"However, Zi is brave and good at fighting, and takes the initiative to fight. Great monsters like Ai Wen, Ben Lei Zi, Lu Puppet, and Shan Ze who specialize in killing can all get excellent exposure and status, but people like Tian Tian'er
, Yin Huzi, Yun Qiujun and other creatures who practice the Way of Wisdom, the Way of Formation, and the Way of Refining are actually a little lonely."
"The light path is easily exposed, and the flower path is not enough to kill. If you want to stand out under Zidu's tent, the best way is to expand the herd again and continue to increase the power of the slave path."
Manjusri slowly opened his eyes, flicked his fingers, and thirty or forty lanterns popped out of his sleeves.
These lanterns have a golden surface and swaying fireworks inside. They can continuously swallow fireflies. If they are sucked into the belly through the nose, they will subtly temper the soul.
A millstone as big as a millstone appeared out of thin air in the depths of the soul.
The millstone is tough and ancient, and its surface is full of traces of time. It traps Manjusri's soul in the center and slowly rotates.
"Hmph~" Manjusri couldn't help but snorted coldly, and the sound of grinding his teeth came from his mouth, feeling the pain of his soul being continuously crushed and slowly healing.
The millstone rotates extremely slowly, causing the soul-shattering pain to be extremely long-lasting. Whenever Manjusri is about to become numb, fireflies will shine brightly and flutter their wings, making him wake up and have a clear mind.
After three hours, the millstone finally exhausted its power and disappeared into thin air.
Manjusri suddenly took a deep breath and slumped to the ground unwilling to move.
The broken corners of the soul gradually healed under the caress of the light, and the strength of the soul increased slightly.
The warm charm surrounded his limbs and bones. Manjusri stretched his body as hard as he could and suddenly let out a foul breath.
"This Heart Sutra of Nirvana is indeed extremely cruel. When used, it is so heart-piercing that it makes you want to kill yourself. Although it can increase the strength of the soul, the process is very torture. No wonder the mountain boar chief has never practiced it after getting it.
Eat ashes."
"Demon Ancestor Rahu once said that the cultivation of the soul becomes more and more difficult as time goes by. You must experience all the tortures in the world before you can step into the realm of the blue soul. I wonder how the ancient great masters in the past practiced the soul path.
."
"I heard that there are a large number of soul-destroying drums growing deep in the sea of blood; there are thousands of soul-breaking ginsengs planted next to the ancestral witch palace; and deep in Shouyang Mountain, there are pure hearts and meat houses, which can increase the strength of the soul. It's a pity that
All I can do now is hopeless and hopeless."
Manjusri shook his head helplessly, opened the Kongming Stone, and searched for a suitable group of beasts inside.
Zhu Jiang knew very well that without the big tree like Manjusri to protect him from the wind and rain, the Wine Valley would have been wiped out by the waves, so he gave all the spoils to Manjusri to add to the herd.
For this kind of dedication, Manjusri naturally refused, and purchased a large amount of soul resources with great wealth.
Now that we have penetrated deep into the North Ming Dynasty, it is time to add a herd of water tribe beasts.
In the bright world, there are hundreds of thousands of island stalls, and the dazzling array of animals makes Manjusri overwhelmed and dazzled.
The most numerous ones are fish schools, dragon chanter fish, big river fish, lark fish, soul-escape fish... There are hundreds of species in total, and they are cheap and come in many categories.
Manjusri picked and picked, but failed to find a suitable fish school, so he focused on shrimps and crabs.
Red water shrimp, boulder shrimp, river shrimp, dragon heart shrimp... they are fat and strong, and majestic; Zhenxing crab, water tower crab, insect tooth crab, sharp teeth... show off their power and have a majestic appearance.
Compared with schools of fish, shrimp schools and crab schools have better combat capabilities, are good at cooperation, and are well-trained, making them excellent choices.
It is a pity that the shrimps and crabs sold in the Kongming World are beasts bred in the waters of the four seas, and cannot withstand the harsh climate of the North Ming Dynasty.
Manjusri shook his head and turned his attention to other water tribes.