Plowing and reading the mountains, sitting in the secret place of the well.
The leafy dragon's blood tree is like a dark cloud covering the sky, casting a large cool shadow.
Manjusri's eyes are deep and his expression is dull. He is sitting on the gorgeous nine-grade golden lotus, holding the treasure seal in his hand, and the infinite merits and virtues are revealed behind his back.
From the sky, auspicious clouds rolled in, turning into a bright blue sea that stretched for tens of thousands of miles.
The dazzling golden pearls, like apricot-yellow showers, are falling one after another along with Daoyun's contending.
In an instant, the fragrance is overflowing and the colors are colorful.
The delicate pear and jade trees blooming wantonly rush out along the cracks in the soil.
They exude pure vitality, continue to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and bloom into delicate and pure flowers.
At this time, countless meteors suddenly appeared on the horizon.
These meteors are extremely fast, mixed with the sound of wind and thunder, and continue to rush towards the Gengdu Mountains.
Several monks from the West came to this blessed land of immortals one after another.
"Manjusri Bodhisattva, you are well."
The pharmacist's eyes were full of tenderness, and he led the three Bodhisattvas of the sun, moon and star to quietly descend into the ashram.
When Tathagata joined the West, Medicine Master clearly understood that for him, wanting to become the leader of Buddhism was a dead end.
Thinking of finding a new way to gain more say, only by occupying the destiny like Manjusri and taking the lead can we always stand firm in the whirlpool.
Because of this, when he heard about this sermon in the well, he led three attendants there without hesitation.
"The arrival of the Medicine Master Bodhisattva really makes the Gengdu Mountains shine. Please take a seat." Manjusri's voice was cold, with a hint of warmth, and then he flicked his fingers, and thousands of pear petals were conceived, below.
Gathering into a misty cloud bed.
"Please!"
In addition to the pharmacist, there are also several high-level Buddhists who are coming here one after another.
The number of monks is endless, and they are crowded all over the mountains and plains, like a noisy and lively market.
Manjusri welcomes all comers, constantly creating gorgeous cloud beds and preparing seats for digital beings. Regardless of their level of realm or race, they all have exclusive seats.
When the time was almost up, Manjusri clasped his hands together, and colorful rainbow tassels suddenly appeared on his back.
The rich fragrance filled the air, and the rolling sea of swaying flowers suddenly covered the entire world.
At this time, a phantom of a jade-like spiritual plant quietly fell into the palm of Manjusri, blooming with endless mystical brilliance.
Jade Jade Seven-Hearted Begonia!
Manjusri's voice is gentle and gentle, like jade beads falling on a plate, as he talks about his insights into ikebana practice.
With the Seven Hearts of Jadeite as his foundation, he occupies a unique advantage and continues to advance in the flower path. Later, he received the inheritance from the ancestor of Hongyu and perfected his own methods.
Later, during the Baishan interception, he obtained the Houtian spiritual root Huadengmei. After joining the Demon Court, he received the inheritance of the Great Sage in Yujing Garden and continued to improve the shortcomings of flower arrangement.
He has gone through hardships, innovated and brought forth new ideas, and through two spiritual roots and several inheritances, he has advanced ikebana to its peak.
Tathagata quietly came to the well and looked at Manjusri's figure and nodded slightly.
The Jiaoli Cloud Bed suddenly rose up and held him up steadily.
Tathagata, with a face as bright as the spring breeze, sat on the cloud bed, closed his eyes and meditated, listening to Manjusri's flower arrangement, and his heart became more and more certain about this Bodhisattva.
The so-called three thousand avenues and eight hundred side doors can all lead to the realization of Hunyuan.
However, Tathagata, who has already achieved quasi-sage status by transforming Hu into a Buddha, knows that it is simply impossible to reach the pinnacle through side sects.
Especially for less popular ones such as flower arranging, painting, poetry, and cursing, there are not only no sages and powerful people to explore the way in front, but also no corresponding treasures and spiritual roots to assist.
Because of this, the process of practicing these paths is no different than a blind man touching an elephant, and he will always be in a limited state.
This is just like today's ancient flower path masters, and there are many in the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, but without fellow Taoists who communicate with each other and without the help of improving their foundation, it is often difficult to break through the shackles of the seventh heaven.
They have worked hard for tens of thousands of years, but in the end they have never found a way out and can only change the path they practice.
"Junior brother is open-minded and intelligent, so how can he practice this way? Even if it is used as an aid, it is useless. It is a pity." The Tathagata was full of doubts. Looking at Manjusri's concentration, he kept this question in his heart and waited until
Find an opportunity to ask in the future.
There is also Jiguang Bodhisattva who has the same idea as him.
He inherited the mantle of Suddhodana, became the leader of the Wanxiang faction, and became a famous Shariputra in later generations.
Yoshimitsu has rich experience and a sharp eye. He immediately saw clearly the advantages and disadvantages of ikebana and frowned slightly.
"Something's not right. Why is Manjusri still practicing this way?"
When he was in the realm of spiritual immortals, he learned about Manjusri's minor training in ikebana through Samantabhadra. He also proudly found many ikebana spiritual plants and sent the dragon-subduing Arhat to deliver them in person.
At that time, Manjusri had just returned to the west from the Vientiane Forest through the spiritual fruit of Xiangxiang. It could be said that there was a breeze on his sleeves and the Tao Yun was dried up.
Practicing ikebana is a helpless act.
This path is good at confusing, controlling, restraining, and detecting, but it is not proficient in killing and defense. It can be used for transition in the realm of spiritual immortals, but it is particularly weak in the golden immortal realm.
"Creatures who can become golden immortals often choose the magnificent avenue as their major, and then choose the beneficial avenue as their minor, such as the wisdom path, array path, channel, etc., which are extremely functional, or choose the water path, earth path, gold path, etc.
A road with high limits and cheap resources.”
"Furthermore, the disadvantage of flower arrangement is not that the offensive is weak. If you want to continuously improve your state of mind, you must consume a lot of natural materials and earthly treasures. The resources of this way are expensive and the types are rare. Although the Jade Jade Seven-Hearted Begonia is the most helpful
, but after all, it is a low-grade innate, but if you want to achieve greatness, you must at least get another ikebana spiritual root, or the ultimate treasure of ikebana."
"There is no hope in doing this. Alas, Manjusri definitely didn't understand the situation inside, so he took a detour. After this sermon is over, I just tried to persuade him."
Compared with these two powerful men, the bhikkhu below who is listening to the Dharma Aggregate can be said to be in a state of intoxication.
Their eyes flicker, their expressions are rippling, they are bathed in the brilliance of the avenue, and their realm continues to rise and rise proudly.
The splendid ikebana is like the rising sun after dark clouds disperse, suddenly spreading warmth in the hearts of living beings.
At the same time, the Dragon Blood Treasure Tree behind Manjusri began to shake violently, and the plump fruits fell one after another.
Puff puff puff!
The sounds of shattering came one after another, and all the fruits instantly turned into red smoke, covering the entire dojo.
These smokes are formed by the evaporation of blood, but there is no smell of blood in the smoke. Instead, it carries the direction of vegetation and vitality.
After the monks were shrouded in smoke, they instantly felt the vitality of blood in their bodies, and their physical bodies quickly lifted up.
"This seems to be the power of dragon blood."
"Hiss, my God, it has been diluted so much, and it still has such vast power."
"Manjushri Bodhisattva is really compassionate and always thinks about our well-being."
Sighs, praises, and voices of support suddenly sounded, causing Manjusri's fortune in Buddhism to continue to roll. If it weren't for the suppression of the blue lotus flag and golden lotus, it would probably have increased a little.
Six days later, Manjusri's painting style changed, and the colorful rainbow tassels disappeared without a trace in an instant.
When many living beings were still confused, suddenly there was a green and bright sun, rising slowly with the Tao Yun of Manjushri.
The sun is like a sapphire bead, with sparkling waves rippling on its surface. It continues to absorb the vitality of spring and spreads its aura selflessly across the entire mountain range.
Vitality, blooming quietly and lifelessly.
The flowers, plants and trees in the dojo are growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The group of monsters below are bathed in radiance, and their pores are constantly filled with dirt and impurities, making them more transparent when practicing the exercises.
Manjusri's eyes are extremely clear, like sweet and clear springs, which make many monks gain a lot of insights from looking at them.
His Guangdao background is not bad.
First, he received the inheritance of the Golden Crow and Lu Ming, and established the foundation of the avenue by ascending day by day. He killed powerful enemies in sieges several times. Later, he received the help of Lu Ya at Lan Ying's banquet, which made Guangdao realize that the tide has lifted all boats, and he quickly broke through the most difficult stage.
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Later, he received help from Emperor Jun in the Demon Court Treasure House and collected all the Light Path inheritance of the Golden Crow race.
A large amount of inheritance and insights accumulated in his heart, which Manjusri could not digest within a short period of time.
He is now like a fat man. He needs to perfect and enhance his understanding of the light path through constant experience and fighting.
It's like sowing countless plump seeds in the spring light. After being tempered by the heat of midsummer, they are about to explode in the golden autumn.
While Manjusri was telling the story of the great road, the brilliance of the four exquisite hearts in his chest flowed, and the brilliance of wisdom surged in like a tide, making his mind quick and his thoughts like lightning.
At this time, the heart is constantly flashing with the four colors of red, orange, yellow, green, and blue, coloring the whole body from within the body, and spreading the aura throughout the limbs.
Manjusri suddenly felt that countless thoughts were colliding rapidly, and his thoughts were extremely fast when thinking, just like lightning and flint, and he could get results at an extremely fast speed.
This is a pink palace lantern that suddenly appeared in my mind.
The palace lantern is beautifully decorated, with graceful figures painted on the surface, and continues to sway with the candlelight.
Love Road·Acacia!
This is the spell obtained by killing Duanmu Chunhe, and it can quickly bloom the feeling of longing in the mind.
Longing turned into pink bubbles, quickly intertwined in Manjusri's mind, and then was swallowed up by the exquisite heart, assisting Manjusri in deducing the aura of the light path.
It's like the strong wind blowing up the fine sand, filling it with rippling thoughts, and consuming it crazily at lightning speed.
At the same time, countless inspirations flashed out instantly, the doubtful questions in my heart were answered instantly, and the ancient memories that had been sealed for several Yuanhui periods became clear and translucent.
It seems that at the moment when Linglong Heart is working, the whole prehistoric world lights up, and the veil that blocks the face fades away.
Countless thoughts collided with each other in the mind, blooming with gorgeous firelight. The complicated factors were crisscrossed and gradually faded in the brilliance of wisdom, revealing the path that was most suitable for Manjusri.
In the outside world, the light is getting brighter and brighter, and the aura is even more pure and bright.
Manjusri's Tao Yun continued to gather, and finally ushered in an explosion in reviewing the past and learning the new.