The sun is shining brightly and the sky is clear.
The Taize River is sparkling and the water is pure, like a bright and colorful glass ribbon.
There are thousands of ghost servants, under the leadership of Wu Chang, who are busy managing this water area in an orderly manner.
At this time, both sides of the river are covered with verdant plants, which are growing and stretching towards the rising sun, revealing rich vitality.
Manjusri completely restored the Gengdu Mountains, making this dead land full of aura. Even the rivers within the area were affected and became more beautiful.
The sunshine is warm and gorgeous, spreading gently in the river.
Manjusri continued to move forward along the Taize River, and encountered many herds of snail pigs, red date deer, sweet bees, water sparrows and other animals on the way. They were all new races that had been replaced from the empty world during this period.
As the number of lives gradually increases, the entire dojo will be bathed in aura, which will increase the degree of nurturing of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Fan Wujiu and Xie Bian, the two impermanent men, can be said to be hands-on in everything they do. They always lead the ghosts of the impermanent faction to shuttle between the two rivers, making a lot of money every time they harvest.
Manjusri did not reveal his figure, quietly passing by Taize, heading towards the area where the Fusang branch is located.
Lu Ming has fallen into the long river of history, but his ideas and inheritance have turned into branches of the fusang tree and were left in the northwest plain of the Gengdu Mountains.
Here, the true fire of the sun lasts forever, but it is controlled by Fusang and cannot spread.
This branch is where Lu Ming often stopped to rest when he was young. Now it has been transplanted into the soil. In addition to anchoring the true fire of the sun, it can also bloom with the radiance of hope.
At this time, Lu Ya was wearing a dazzling gilded robe, sitting under the fusang branch and closing his eyes to meditate.
"You're here." He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Manjusri riding the clouds from the horizon. He felt a little expectant, but also a little lonely and sad.
"Fellow Taoist, you are well." Manjusri landed in front of Lu Ya with a smile in his eyes.
Lu Ya's eyes flickered and his voice was slightly cold: "Father and uncle, are you okay?"
"The emperor is just a remnant of his thoughts. As for that person, he never appeared." Manjusri shrugged helplessly.
Seeing that Lu Ya's expression was a little lonely, he suddenly reached out and patted the other party's shoulder, and said in a particularly soft voice.
"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be sad. Kunpeng and other veterans still have hope. The secret inheritance realm of Demon Court is still there, Sun Star and Fusang are still there, and tens of thousands of demon clans in Luzhou are still there. You can rest assured."
"Anxiety?" Lu Ya showed a pale smile and shook his head.
"How can my heart be at peace?"
He stood up straight and looked into the distance with deep eyes, his thoughts constantly rolling in his heart.
"Back then, I was born in Tanggu. My parents were the Lords of the Sun and the Moon. I relied on my uncle to control the Demon Court of Nuo Da. What a sight it was."
"But now, my parents are dead, my uncle is dead, and the magnificence of the Demon Court has been lost to time. Not only is it entangled in cause and effect, its karma is heavy, but there are also saints eyeing it."
"When Kunpeng and the others had high hopes, did they ever ask me about my thoughts, luck, hope, future, blessings, revival... Why are they all my burden? My heart is really tired."<
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Feeling exhausted, Lu Ya leaned his head against Fusang and stared blankly at the sky.
Seeing this, Manjusri couldn't help but frown.
Because of the bond of Lu Ming's inheritance, his relationship with Lu Ya has been getting closer. Being able to draw such a strong man into the camp is a temptation that no one can resist.
However, this strong man is now in poor condition and seems to have completely lost his fighting spirit.
This is not good news.
"Fellow Taoist, you think too much." Manjusri stretched out his hand and carefully arranged Lu Ya's collar.
"King Kong wants to win battles, monks want to take care of people's livelihood, and living beings want to see the great things. If you don't forge ahead with determination, why should you practice? Tongtian said that the road is long and difficult, but you have to work hard to see the grace at the top." p>
"You may not be able to listen to what I am saying now. How about going to Luzhou Beiming in person to see the veterans of the Demon Court before making plans?"
"That makes sense." Lu Ya nodded thoughtfully, then turned into brilliant golden light and flew towards the border of Luzhou.
Looking at the fleeting rainbow, Manjusri showed a faint smile on his lips.
"Senior Dijun, I have received your favor, so consider this kindness as my repayment."
Thinking of this, he came to the foot of the hibiscus tree and took out the small Tianmen.
The aura rushes towards this rare treasure, condensing into a magnificent tidal vortex.
The passage slowly opened, and the damp and obscure smell unique to the Zombies came to my face.
The true fire of the sun suddenly flashed, swallowing up all the breath of death and silence without causing any waves.
Manjusri stepped in and came directly to Houqing's territory.
Different from last time, this place is no longer the original damp cave, but an endless and deep pine forest.
Looking around, the sky and the earth are filled with rich spring light, and the vitality is flowing in the stars around the sky, so rich that it falls into the ultimate drop.
Above the sky, there are eighteen prosperous and majestic palaces, which echo each other according to the laws of the starry sky, blooming with a bright and mysterious atmosphere.
Manjusri frowned, stepped out, and appeared directly in the air, overlooking the surroundings.
In the forest and sea that stretches for thousands of miles, several areas are devastated. The green pines and cypresses have been destroyed, and there are traces of burns everywhere. There are also three prosperous palaces that have been destroyed and riddled with holes.
At this time, Hou Qing's face was ashen and he jumped out of the mud: "You came at the wrong time. This place has just experienced a war and has not had time to repair it."
Manjusri nodded doubtfully and looked at the palace floating in the depths of the sea of clouds.
Each of these eighteen palaces has its own characteristics and different auras and shapes. They appear to be splendid and strange in the rush of light, and they look particularly noble and mysterious.
Some are filled with roars of tigers and dragons, some are filled with colorful clouds, some are blooming with seas of colorful flowers, and some are rippling with melodious tunes.
The palace shines with gorgeous brilliance, reflecting the sky and rendering the sky. It contains a large number of rare treasures, magic formulas, inherited experiences, etc.
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"Come with me." Hou Qing said helplessly, and then ran forward with his hands behind his back.
Manjusri followed closely behind, looking at the world curiously.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he looked towards the deep pit in the distance.
This is the corpse of a ferocious beast.
I saw a huge tiger covered in pitch black, lying in the mud, its whole body hard and cold.
Its body is as strong as a great witch, its fangs are slender and white, like an inverted dagger. There are broad and ferocious bat wings on its spine, which extend long along the direction of the growth of the bones.<
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Its hair is like dandelions swaying in the wind, its eyes are round and huge, as terrifying as millstones, and blue blood flows from the corners of its mouth.
"It's a strange thing!" Manjusri said.
He had known for a long time that Hou Qing was the most powerful person in practicing Taoism and would not do anything unprepared. Being able to remain intact and nourished despite being suppressed by strong men such as generals and female slaves, there must be a prosperous and strong world behind him.
As a backing.
I just didn't expect that Hou Qing's background was so strong that he would have such ancient ferocious beasts like Qiongqi around him.
"What you see are just details. In this ancient world, there are thirty-six ancient ferocious beasts sealed. The weakest ones are Taiyi Golden Immortals, who suppress the eighteen palaces in the sky.
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Hou Qing seemed to sense the doubts in Manjusri's heart and took the initiative to explain to him.
"Some time ago, after the secret realm of Demon Court was opened, the world of Luzhou was affected, which gave a few idiots an opportunity to sneak in through the loopholes. I was refining treasures at the time and had no time to separate myself. I didn't expect that I would take advantage of it.
It’s such a pity to fall in love with this poor guy.”
Hou Qing said in a sad tone, with a heartbroken expression on his face.
At this time, he was not a hideous zombie, but a living flesh and blood body, wearing a blue fringed robe, like a noble prince walking out of a book.
"Little guy, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. I have endured countless Yuanhui in this world. If I didn't find a way to find something to do for myself, I would have been driven crazy by the loneliness."
He galloped ahead quickly, leading Manjusri through the forest and arriving at the quiet and fragrant apricot orchard.
There are thirty thousand apricot trees, and they are all full of fruit, fragrant and blooming with dreamy luster.
In the center of the apricot garden, there is a swaying cloud bed, on which sits a beautiful woman, eating apricots slowly.
She is obviously not an ordinary creature. Her whole body is covered with green buds, her long hair hangs like willows, and she is constantly exploring the surroundings like tentacles.
"Senior Hou Qing, this is~" Manjusri chuckled twice, looking at the panic-stricken woman, feeling slightly surprised.
Seeing a stranger coming, the woman was obviously frightened. She quickly walked down from the cloud bed and gave Manjusri the blessing ceremony. Before the queen could speak, she took the initiative to introduce herself.
"The Green Pearl of the Nu family is a creature of Baixi Mountain. It pays its respects to Manjushri Bodhisattva."
Hearing this, Manjusri frowned. He didn't expect that the woman in front of him had such a great background.
Green beads.
This name impressed him very much.
The true nature of the green bead is the ghost of the green singing willow, a ghost born from the vegetation.
In the battle of Dengtian in the previous life, wars broke out all over the wilderness, wars filled the air, countless lives were displaced, and all famous sects were destroyed.
As the leader of the vegetation and monsters, Lvzhu exploits both sides and exploits every opportunity. When many forces are fighting among themselves and have no time to take care of it, he sells resources to make money, crazily expands the territory, and increases the power of the race.
After the Battle of Dengtian, when Patriarch Styx wanted to suppress her, Lu Zhu took the initiative to surrender to the sea of blood, surrendered to the sea of blood, and became the slave of Patriarch Styx.
Because of this, Baixi Mountain received a protective umbrella and was able to develop steadily and rapidly with the help of the Shura clan, giving birth to hundreds of talented people of the Wood Way.
For example, Fairy Ying Shui, Qiu Yue Ge, Ding Yao Da Xian, Taoist Sadness and Anger, Little Deer Boy, etc. are all iconic strong men who will fight against Heaven in the future.
Baixi Mountain was like a greedy locust, constantly eating away at the blood sea's foundation and strengthening itself. Until Ksitigarbha beheaded the third corpse, the blood sea collapsed and the foundation withered. When it was almost in decline, Luzhu directly led Baixi Mountain
The group of monsters escaped from the protection of the Blood Sea, cooperated with the Guanyin faction, and risked their lives again to survive.
The existence of green beads is a positive example of the ancient times.