"No, Ikebana is not good at killing and cutting. It should be based on flexibility and restraint."
"It's best to get rid of those fancy visions and condense all the spiritual power on the edge to create greater power."
"The pace of brewing in the sea of flowers is too slow, and it is easy for the enemy to get out of the encirclement. It is better to do the opposite, from the outside in."
Di Jun leaned lazily under the roots of the giant tree, and Manjusri benefited a lot every time he opened his mouth.
In this slightly crowded world, colorful flowers bloom all over the mountains and plains.
Manjusri holds the treasure seal with his hand, standing in the colorful waves.
Today's shocking sea of flowers is not as exuberant as it was at the beginning. Instead, it is whistling and circling, with bursts of killing sounds.
Although the emperor is not a master of ikebana, he is the former leader of the demon clan and has rich experience.
As for Manjusri's level of tactics, it can be analyzed with just a few glances.
In order to prevent Lu Ming's inheritance from being cut off, Emperor Jun donated all his resources to assist Manjusri in continuously improving this magic.
From then on, several days passed.
As the harsh shouts of contention resounded through the sky, this spell was completely deduced.
Manjusri flicked his fingers, and suddenly there was a sharp sword light between heaven and earth.
All the flowers quickly fell into pieces and poured into the palm of your hand like birds flying into the forest.
"Very good. It seems that you have really put a lot of effort into the flower arrangement."
Di Jun couldn't help but nodded, his eyes full of appreciation.
Suddenly, his tone of voice changed and he warned in a particularly serious tone.
"However, as far as I know, there are very few people who practice ikebana in the ancient world. Even at the peak of the demon clan, there were only three or four."
"Wanting to climb to the top on this road is like fishing for the moon in the water without any results. It consumes several times more time and energy than practicing other avenues."
"Instead of walking on this narrow path, why not try another way?"
Faced with Di Jun’s dissuasion, Manjusri responded with great respect.
"Thank you, senior, for your guidance, but for the younger generation, ikebana is just a transition, and I don't want to put too much energy into it."
"That's very good." Hearing such an answer, Di Jun was particularly satisfied and regained his Yun Danfengqing appearance.
"But, what are your plans in the future? Do you want to continue conquering the palace in the secret realm, or do you want to follow me here and continue to perfect the flower arrangements."
"Senior, this Feng Shui treasure land is certainly good, but it is a bit restrictive for me."
Manjusri said softly.
"That's all, the fate is deep and the fate is shallow, the road is long and the road is short, these are all your own choices. As long as you don't disrupt the operation of the Demon Court, you will naturally not be targeted by heaven and earth."
When Di Jun said this, he waved his sleeves and gently curled them forward.
In an instant, flames shot into the sky and wind and clouds surged.
The haphazardly diffused smoke criss-crossed and turned into a soft, dense ball of light.
Countless exquisite and bright shadows of the buildings are looming in the smoke, as mysterious and bright as the stars in the sky.
This is actually a thumbnail map of the entire Demon Court.
In the steaming red smoke, Qionglou and jade terraces are arranged wantonly, and the statues of the great sages are even more lifelike.
These sculptures are like carefully polished chess pieces, each occupying a key position and continuously absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth.
Manjusri looked at the shadow of the entire Demon Court palace and narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that it was somewhat familiar.
After a long time, he suddenly realized that this was clearly the prototype of the Zhoutian Star Formation.
Beyond the sky, above the sky.
Thousands of stars scatter their splendor with the movement of the prehistoric times.
They were originally islands floating outside the wilderness. They were continuously bred by swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon, and derived starlight that could temper flesh and blood.
Because of this, the demon clan that controlled the sky in ancient times regarded all stars as private products.
The purpose of the Zhoutian Starry Formation is to better capture the starlight, so it moves according to the flow of stars, giving rise to earth-shaking power.
This method relies on the power of the stars.
Although the starlight heritage is constantly being squeezed, the circulation method follows the original rules without any obstruction or interception.
However, with the Fengshen Tribulation, the dust has settled.
Jiang Ziya divided the gods in heaven, and there were one hundred and eight thousand Xingxiu immortals alone.
They occupied all the ownerless stars as dojos, and moved and gathered towards the location of heaven.
Those free stars are now under the control of heaven and move according to unique laws.
Because of this, the moment Manjusri saw the miniature, he suddenly felt familiar.
This is clearly the starry sky before becoming a god.
The emperor's consciousness has been sleeping here for many years. Naturally, he didn't know what the shock in Manjusri's eyes was. He thought he was amazed by the uncanny craftsmanship of the demon clan.
"The layout of this starry sky was deduced by me, Kunpeng, Bai Ze and other great sages over tens of thousands of years."
"Although I don't know whether the two treasures of Zhidao, Hetu and Luoshu, are in Kunpeng's hands now, but the flag of the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation is buried deep in Lu Ya's memory."
"With this great formation as a support, he doesn't have to be like water without roots, wandering in this lonely and helpless wilderness."
"Manjusri, please remember the movement of the stars in the ancient sky. Maybe you can be of more help in the future, and my debt to this child will be over."
Having said this, Di Jun's eyes were quite sad.
His temperament has always been domineering, controlling all living beings, and dominating several Yuanhui in the sky.
Faced with the collapse of his great cause and the difficult and dangerous situation, he remained unmoved and faced the difficulties.
But only when facing his children, he felt guilty.
Every time he thought about this, he felt sad.
"Manjusri, have you thought about which palace to go to?"
"Weiyang Terrace."
……
Weiyang Terrace is the most mysterious palace in the Demon Court.
The owner of this palace is Daluo Jinxian called Anxuan.
He has practiced secret ways all his life, has a taciturn character, and lives with loneliness.
Therefore, when setting up the palace, it was naturally placed in a corner area.
Anxuan's palace is extremely simple.
The ground is covered with fine black conches, and the walls are dotted with black pearls.
Other than that, there is nothing else.
His test is to wait quietly for three months in a dark world and then he will pass.
After winning, several secret channel resources will be randomly awarded.
Because it takes a long time, the profit is small, and it is too partial, no one is willing to set foot in this palace every time the Demon Court is repeated.
But now, an uninvited guest has arrived here.
In the quiet and deep courtyard, a ferocious and huge crack suddenly appeared.
Manjusri was gently pushed out.
He landed in the courtyard and looked around with curiosity, and couldn't help but sigh at the simplicity of the palace.
Without any hesitation, he directly activated the palace test.
In an instant, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, the sun and the moon had no light, and the eyes fell directly into darkness.
The darkness sealed Manjusri's six senses and feelings, as if he were in the depths of the ocean, falling continuously and unable to feel the end.
Under normal circumstances, the creatures undergoing the test will gradually become restless and restless at first, and eventually fall into madness.
However, a faint smile appeared on Manjusri's lips.
"Anxian's method is indeed brilliant. He can directly seal the world through formations, completely blocking the interference of the demon court's power and causing the breaker to collapse in this loneliness."
"Haha, in that era where the jungle prevailed, no one who could be revered as a great sage and build a palace here was a good person."
Thinking of this, Manjusri's palms filled with warm light.
Countless bursts of bright firelight, like lively fluttering fireflies, rush in from all directions.
The darkness keeps rolling, like a huge mouth of the abyss, trying to swallow up all the firelight, but it has never been successful.
Immediately afterwards, Manjusri slowly opened his eyes, and a huge and gorgeous green wheel of light suddenly appeared behind his head and rotated slowly.
Countless green radiances roared in like wind and snow, filling the whole world in an instant.
The rolling and ferocious darkness, invaded by the green light, retreated steadily, and the power of the seal became weaker and weaker.
Looking around, the originally dark world is now filled with vitality.
The tumbling green fluff is like pearls falling out of a broken treasure chest, rolling towards the land in all directions.
Guangdao·Chunhui!
As the ancient murmur sounded from Manjusri's mouth, overwhelming petals fell from the sky.
The brilliance of these flowers has been reduced, and their appearance is black, like withered fallen leaves, swirling and covering the ground.
The shadows suppressed by the spring light are blocked by the flowers, making it difficult to penetrate at all.
When all the darkness was completely suppressed, the power of Manjusri was sealed, and then disappeared without a trace.
He relaxed his muscles and bones with some anticipation and excitement, and the light in his palm turned into a sharp flower knife.
"To break through the Golden Immortal Realm, the first problem is the Heavenly Level. This is the test of Heavenly Dao for all living beings."
"Most of the demon clan in Luzhou will choose to break through inside the Demon Court because it is isolated from the world and suppressed by Emperor Jun's remaining thoughts, which will weaken 30% of the power of the Heavenly Tribulation."
"And the palace arranged by Anxuan has hundreds of formations to block thoughts, which can restrain the disaster coming from heaven and weaken it by another 30%."
Thinking of this, Manjusri slowly floated in the air and sat cross-legged.
The flower knife is extremely bright, refracting brilliance, constantly absorbing the tide of spiritual power, and becoming sharper.
At the same time, thousands of miles away.
Zidu held the round dragon ball in his hand and couldn't help laughing.
"After all the hardships, I finally got this treasure."
Around him, all the demons looked enviously.
This dragon ball is a remnant of the ancient dragon clan, and it was at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm during its lifetime.
Although under the erosion of time, the spiritual power contained in the dragon ball has lost 20%.
But after taking it, it can help you break through the golden immortality easily.
"My lord, all the hard work has finally paid off."
"Our Jiuying tribe finally has another powerful Golden Immortal. It's really gratifying and congratulatory."
"When will I be able to obtain such a treasure? I am so envious and jealous."
"Everyone." At this moment, Zidu suddenly calmed down and said loudly to the demons.
"Now that I have obtained this treasure, if I don't use it to break through the Golden Immortal, wouldn't it be that the ancestor's good intentions have been wasted."
"Everyone, retreat quickly. I will strike while the iron is hot and break through the Golden Immortal directly!"