Chapter 21 Fallen leaves turn into rain and pour into the sea
Qingfeng walked in a hurry and walked in with half a stick of incense on his arm.
"Fellow Taoist, are these enough?"
The fallen leaves in the basket are full of vitality. They were obviously picked up just after they fell, and the spring spirit contained inside is particularly strong.
Manjusri quickly picked up the leaves and scattered them evenly over Wan Hai Qing Shui.
20% of the fallen leaves accumulated on the floating ice crystals, and the remaining 80% fell directly into the sea.
The green leaves are falling slowly, and the vast rain of fallen leaves attracts the attention of the toads.
The toad croaked, stretched out its tongue and pulled the fallen leaves over, laid them flatly on the surface of the duckweed, and began to lay eggs in the gaps of the leaves. The round golden beads were soft and sticky, spreading like grapes.
Duckweed.
Like the distress toad, the blue and white crab is also taking advantage of this gift.
They felt the abundant vitality of vegetation among the fallen leaves, and quickly picked them up and put them in their mouths, chewing them continuously, chewing them up and spitting them into the coral behind them.
On the lush coral, densely packed small blue crabs are happily eating the food chewed by their parents, with a slight bulge on their backs.
After being divided between two groups of beasts, 60% of the fallen leaves remained, and they continued to fall to the territory of the pink crystal jellyfish.
In contrast, these jellyfish are indifferent, still suspended quietly in the sea water, letting the fallen leaves fall and dissipate around them, and remain unmoved even if they fall on top of their heads.
They feed on grief, and no matter how expensive other ingredients are, they can't make their hearts flutter at all.
Further down, the fallen leaves fell to the bottom of the sea. The chubby green hippopotamus was busy collecting the fallen leaves and piled them into a hill. He kept cheering with bright eyes: "I'm rich, I'm rich. I am indeed a lucky beast."
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After a long time, the noise caused by falling leaves gradually returned to calm.
Apart from adding a lot of green, the entire ocean looks unchanged.
This requires waiting patiently, allowing the fallen leaves to dissipate into the sea, and the wooden path will bloom with color in this world.
First, the ice crystals on the sea surface will melt into water, and the ocean will dissipate the chill and become a hotbed for aquariums.
Secondly, the eggs of the distress toad begin to hatch, and the young of the blue and white crab break away from the coral and start their own business. The output of the two groups of animals increases sharply, and they will be facing the second feeding of the spell.
Finally, the fallen leaves on the seabed merge with the excrement of the animals to create silt that nourishes the seabed. The ten thousand poisonous hippopotamus absorbs impurities and purifies the sea, and the cold wave bottle will also skyrocket due to this.
This is strategizing.
A site that contains resources cannot be created in one fell swoop. It must be cultivated with great care and subtlety over time.
Herds of beasts, spirits, dao marks, spiritual roots...many factors must be interlocked to form a closed ecological loop. Only after you are self-sufficient can you slowly pick the fruits of victory.
This is like the Chishui River in Youjie. Every herd of animals and spiritual plants can thrive and produce a large amount of resources. As the owner, Youjie only needs to reap the benefits.
The treasure's foundation of heaven and earth will never be as good as the famous mountains and rivers in the outside world, but fortunately it is easy to control without fear of defection, and there is some flavor of the Buddhist method of the heavens in it.
The current sea area is just a prototype. There is a long way to go to expand it into a complete resource site.
Manjusri withdrew his consciousness from the cold wave bottle and took out a crystal blue spirit ring from his sleeve.
The dazzling spirit ring was filled with chill, and after just two breaths, tiny ice crystals spread on the ground.
"Fellow Taoist Qingfeng, I got this ice ring from killing the enemy. When activated, it can evoke huge waves of water, and it also has the effect of condensing water into ice. How about I give it to you today to make a good relationship?"
When Qingfeng saw the spirit ring, his eyes suddenly flashed with excitement.
The ice ring has a novel look, with countless shell grooves carved on the surface, and you can vaguely hear the clicking sounds of these little things.
He held it in his hand with some embarrassment, and the cold touch felt particularly comfortable on his fingertips. This treasure made him feel so happy that even his name for Manjusri changed.
"Thank you, senior!"
Manjusri smiled and waved his hand, and took the initiative to walk towards the outside of Wuzhuang Temple.
Just because Zhen Yuanzi is not at Wuzhuang Temple does not mean that he can come and go as he pleases. The powerful methods are mysterious and unpredictable. Even as far away as Huoyun Cave, you can still find troubles in the dojo.
The purpose of coming to Wuzhuang Temple has been achieved, and it would be a bit deliberate to stay any longer.
It is better to leave as soon as possible, and the ancestor of the Earth Immortal will pay much less attention to you.
Qingfeng couldn't put it down while holding the ice ring, and her affection for Manjusri skyrocketed.
He found that Manjusri was different from other disciples of the Chan Sect. He did not see the slightest arrogance of the disciples of the great sect, but was polite and gentle in character.
Especially every time we meet, he will bring out his favorite treasures. This kind of good person is unique in the world.
Seeing that Manjusri was about to leave, Qingfeng felt a little reluctant to leave.
The master is not here, and he is thinking about Mingyue all day long, and his heart is always empty. Finally, someone who likes him comes, but he has to leave in a hurry without even chatting for a few words. How can he be willing to do this?
"Senior Manjusri, I have planted a lot of fruits in the backyard, why don't I take you to try them?"
"Senior, the clouds that day are transformed by Master's Dao marks, and they will turn into bright star lanterns at night. How about I leave a side hall?"
Manjusri shook his head and rejected Qingfeng's invitation with a smile.
Practicing is lonely, no matter how lonely a monk is, he will go out to get together with friends every once in a while, just like Samantabhadra, who always likes to run to Mount Wutai.
Manjusri felt the same loneliness in Qingfeng's heart, and would have wished to stay here to eat and drink.
However, time is too tight. There are still more than a month before the attack on the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and then he will leave Chanjiao to join the West. Wen Liang cannot get the opportunity this time, so he can only wait until the calamity of Journey to the West before making plans. p>
At that time, Buddhism will be the center of attention, and the slightest disturbance will attract countless eyes. Under such circumstances, it is simply a fantasy to come to Wuzhuang to steal the opportunity.
"It's better to do it early, so as not to have a long night and have too many dreams."
Manjusri rubbed the cold wave bottle, suddenly stopped and looked at Mingyue's door.
The faint smell of decay was mixed with the fragrance and was well hidden. Manjusri didn't realize it until he walked to the door.
A whole month has passed since his last visit, but Mingyue Boy's improvement was too slow.
Zhen Yuanzi is proficient in the art of thick soil, and he is surrounded by ginseng and fruit trees. There is no holy medicine for healing in the ancient times, so how could his beloved disciple's injury be delayed for so long?
What's more, his close friend Hongyun has now become the Emperor of the Earth and has great merits. Taking out some leftovers from his fingernails is enough for this little boy to jump around. How can he be so embarrassed and angry?
Thinking of this, Manjusri asked Qingfeng: "Fellow Taoist Qingfeng, Taoist Mingyue's injury has not healed for a long time, but he lacks healing treasures in his hand. I have a drop of Sanguang Divine Water in my hand. If necessary, feel free to use it.
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Qingfeng sighed and looked helplessly at Mingyue's door with a sigh. "It would be great if the Three Lights Divine Water could solve the problem~"