The locust tree is beautiful and gorgeous, its brilliance circulates mysteriously, and it emits bursts of precious light.
Strange power emerged out of thin air, attracting those ferocious faces towards the locust tree.
Roaring and plaintive cries sounded one after another, and strange and terrifying faces flew away one after another like baby swallows throwing themselves into the forest.
Manjusri's eyes were profound, and his whole body was surrounded by rich brilliance, and he rushed directly into the passage.
"Oh my god, does he want to die?"
"The two ancestors, Jiu Ying and Gui Che, are waiting outside with gnashing teeth. If they go out now, they will die."
"You are still worried about Manjusri, so why not hurry up and take the opportunity to leave the Demon Court, otherwise the passage will be closed and you will have to wait for death here."
Zidu's cheeks suddenly bulged, and he kept chewing in his mouth.
He looked up at the sky, watching Manjusri's disappearing back, and suddenly felt mixed emotions in his heart.
"Hoo~"
Zidu spit out his breath fiercely in front of him.
In an instant, the sky was turbulent and unpredictable, and a bed of green clouds slowly condensed out.
He jumped up without hesitation, and then flicked his fingers, thousands of green lotus flowers rippled out.
The lotus flower rotates gently, its fragrance is unbridled and spread all over the sky, holding up all the panicked demons steadily.
"Don't panic, come with me!"
Zidu's voice was slightly hoarse, but it gave the demons hope in a desperate situation.
As the spiritual power in the body surged endlessly, the cloud bed suddenly lifted into the sky with tens of thousands of lotus flowers, followed closely behind Manjusri's figure, and flew towards the direction of the passage.
At this time, Manjusri had left the Demon Court safely.
He put his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his lips, and stood in front of the two great saints without any panic.
Jiuying was gnashing his teeth, with anger in his eyes and spiritual power in his palms, and was about to kill Manjusri on the spot.
But his reason told him that he couldn't do this.
The pregnancy calamity in my heart continues to ferment.
In the secret realm of the Demon Court, grotesque ghost faces filled the sky, rolling around and emitting shrill wails.
Zidu's seven orifices were bleeding and he set up a cloud bed, leading the group of demons to soar towards the passage with difficulty.
If it hadn't been for that weird locust tree that attracted 80% of Ghost Face's firepower, they would have perished in the depths of the wave.
If we attack Manjusri now, the locust trees in the secret realm will wither in an instant, and it will definitely be difficult for Zi to escape.
These juniors are the hope of the demon clan.
It is reasonable to die because of fighting each other, but to die innocently and tragically like this is a bit unreasonable.
Therefore, Patriarch Jiuying never took action. Instead, he was a little worried that Manjusri would suddenly remove the locust trees.
"You are presumptuous!"
Ancestor Jiu Ying was filled with anger and indignation. He stared at Manjusri fiercely, with countless vicious words rolling in his chest, but he could not say them out because he was afraid of the rat.
Seeing the other person's appearance about to go crazy, Manjusri laughed with great interest.
"It is said that the ancestor of Jiuying has always been decisive in killing. Why are you so panicked when facing me, the culprit?"
"Huh, treacherous person."
Jiuying was so angry that he groaned and simply closed his eyes and said nothing.
At this time, the ghost car is nearby.
There was curiosity in his eyes, and he looked around Manjusri several times.
When he found that Manjusri had no intention of leaving, but was sitting lightly on the rocks in the sea, he finally couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart and asked.
"Why don't you run?"
"Why are you running?" Manjusri asked with flashing eyes.
"You have to know that disguising your identity, killing your fellow tribesmen, deceiving the Great Sage, and plundering your inheritance are all irreparable capital crimes. The moment Zidu leaves the secret realm, you will die."
"It doesn't matter."
Manjusri waved his hand disapprovingly.
He rubbed his neck lazily and pointed to the sky.
"Look, my backer is here."
Endless golden lotuses bloomed wantonly, sweeping across the entire northern ocean in an instant.
Gorgeous golden lanterns adorn it, and the steam is filled with warm radiance.
Ethereal ancient murmurs sounded, and a Buddha with a face of pain was slowly walking towards him.
Pick up!
The saint's hands are clasped together, and his luck is long. Behind him are thousands of rays of light, auspicious clouds are rushing, and his eyes contain infinite wisdom.
At this time, Zidu just led a group of demons to struggle out of the passage. Before he could take a breath and repair himself, he was shocked by the grand scene in front of him.
"This, this is the coming of the saint!"
"Introduce the saint and bring great blessings to the sky."
"Don't look stupid, come on, salute quickly."
All the demons were frightened and fell to their knees.
Gui Che's eyes were full of shock. Although he knew that Manjusri was a Buddhist Bodhisattva, he didn't expect that Manjusri had such a high status.
He even asked the Holy Spirit to come forward in person.
He quickly stretched out his hand and tugged on Jiuying's sleeves, leading the saint to bow and salute.
"Don't worry about these red tapes. Our practice is all about freedom."
He led the clouds down and came to Manjusri.
Looking at the trembling demons around him, Jie Ying suddenly had a myriad of thoughts and mixed feelings in his heart.
If it weren't for the bond of the oath, how could he come all the way to Beiming to help Manjusri solve hidden dangers?
Thinking of this, Jieyin felt particularly helpless.
At this time, Manjusri quickly got up and carried his luggage, with unspeakable grievance in his tone.
"Thank you Saint Shuihuo for saving me. If you had come a little later, I might have been cramped and skinned by them."
"You!" Jiuying Patriarch heard this and was so angry that he almost fainted.
This ability to fight in the face of battle made him suddenly feel a surge of energy and blood, and he was so filled with grief and anger that he gasped and was speechless.
Gui Che was also dumbfounded by Manjusri's shameless behavior.
However, facing the saint, he was helpless.
Such an existence can completely sweep across Beiming. No matter how many great saints remain, it will be difficult to shake the opponent in the slightest.
What's more, Nuwa has always been eyeing Luzhou, thinking of ways to plunder the demon clan's luck. I'm afraid she has already descended her consciousness around her, waiting for the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity.
Thinking about it, Gui Che couldn't help but feel sad and angry.
This cruel rule of the jungle often makes him feel desperate.
This is the result of insufficient strength.
No matter how many members of their clan were killed or injured, no matter how hard they worked, they could not show any dissatisfaction.
Otherwise, you will face disaster.
Phew~
Gui Che let out a sigh of relief in his heart, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Fellow Taoist Manjusri is joking. The inheritance of the Demon Court Secret Realm relies on chance. We are just waiting here for congratulations. How can we take action against you."
His tone was exceptionally soft, and even a little flattering.
When Jiuying heard this, he naturally reacted to the disparity in strength between the two sides. He couldn't bear to let his friend face it alone, so he quickly added next to him.
"What Gui Che said is absolutely true. We knew that Manjushri Bodhisattva had personally come to Luzhou to practice, so we couldn't wait to rush here, just because we wanted to have tea and discuss Tao together."
"I see, it seems that I blamed you two wrongly."
Manjusri said with sudden realization, and then pointed at the group of monsters behind him.
"Two great sages, in order to protect all my Taoist friends and leave the Demon Court smoothly, I spent ten thousand years of my life forcefully activating the secret method to lead away the catastrophe~"
"Damn, shameless!"
Manjusri's voice was not loud, but the people present were all elites from the North Ming Dynasty, so they naturally heard it very clearly.
Everyone's eyes widened, and it was hard to believe that Manjusri could be so smooth and relaxed when he was confusing right and wrong.
He tried hard to calm down and forced a smile on his lips.
"Manjusri Bodhisattva is really compassionate and has a great kindness to us Luzhou Monster Clan. I am so grateful."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
Manjusri nodded with a smile and touched Zidu's head like an elder.
"I heard that there is an innate spiritual root in the Demon Master's Palace, called Jiaoli. After taking it, it can stabilize the state. It is often used as a reward to the direct bloodline."
"Ah this~"
Zidu's vagina suddenly tightened, as if his heart had been forcibly cut out.
Jiaoli is the most precious treasure of Beiming.
The fruits of these spiritual roots are rich in water and can best nourish the blood, muscles and bones. They are suitable for taking after breaking through the golden immortal. They can often consolidate the foundation, refine the spiritual accumulation, and lay the foundation for the Taiyi realm in advance.
At the beginning, when Kunpeng left the Demon Court, he deliberately took this spiritual root with him in order to ensure that the Demon Clan's back would avoid the hidden danger of an unstable foundation.
It is a pity that there are too many monks and too little gruel in Luzhou, and there are too many mouths crying for food. It takes thirty thousand years for the pear to give birth to a new fruit.
Therefore, in order to ensure fairness and always give the fruit to those who need it most, Kunpeng discussed with the great sages and rewarded the pear fruit to the winner of each session of the Demon Court.
This is supposed to be the fruit of Zidu!
"It should, it should." Jiuying didn't hesitate at all. He quickly took out the pear fruit from his arms and placed it solemnly in Manjusri's palm.
He just wants to send this evil star away now, and he doesn't feel the heartbreaking sound coming from behind him at all.
"Oh my, senior, you are so polite. I am just saying a few polite words, so just~"
Manjusri quickly pushed away and put the pear away.
From beginning to end, Jieyin was by his side and said nothing.
He is inherently taciturn and not good at words. In his daily life, Zhunti is busy running around doing trivial matters in the West.
Therefore, in most cases, Buddhism often takes the lead as the center and Zhunti travels around the world.
Because of this, before he felt the breath of the Qinglian Baose Banner and rushed to Luzhou, Zhunti warned him.
"Brother, although you hate Manjusri deeply, we have to admit that he has always been the leader of Buddhism in terms of insidiousness and cunning."
"After you go to Beiming, you'd better not say anything and let him have a backer to do whatever he wants. Maybe he can get a lot of good things."
Sure enough, Jie Yin followed his junior brother's advice and silently stood beside Manjusri to express his position.
As a sage of the Dream Way, he could figure out the whole story, but he could just pick it up at his fingertips.
But Manjusri acted as an accomplice and confounded right and wrong, which shocked him greatly.
At the same time, Manjusri put the pear away and suddenly narrowed his eyes.
Looking at the group of demons with Yuji in his heart and the tearful Zidu, Manjusri took out many earthly resources from his arms.