Chapter 26 King Suddhodana transforms into all things
After the awns are planted, the spring spirit is finally drawn from the world.
The lush spring scenery is gradually covered by heat, but the clear gurgling streams are still cold. The mountains and fields are lush with flowers and grass, full of opportunities for growth, but the nights are no longer so cold.
In early May, an overwhelming yellow wind suddenly blew up from the awe-inspiring Mount Wutai.
The yellow wind made the sky dark and the earth darkened, roaring across Shanggang. The green vegetation, clear rivers, and solid rocks were shrouded in dust, and the yellow mist shrouded the sky and the earth.
Night falls.
The jade disk appeared among the clouds, and the sparse stars scattered their light.
Manjusri stands on the mountainside, with precious resources behind him.
Ore, spiritual plants, bones... six become the path of time, two become the path of light, and there are water, cloud and wind.
This is the formation material that Cihang collected and sent some time ago, and that Wenshu refined the impurities day and night before being able to sort it out.
"My realm is low now, and the more I am exposed, the more dangerous my situation becomes. No one can rely on Chan's teachings now that people's hearts are floating. If my realm is restored to that of the Golden Immortal, it is inevitable that my hands and feet will be restrained when I do things.
To set up the three-autumn formation in one day, only twelve kinds of materials are needed, and it is not obvious that they are mixed among the many materials. Fortunately, Cihang is proficient in the wooden way and the light way, and has never touched on the time way, but he still needs to be careful.
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Thinking of this, Manjusri tapped his fingers, and the materials placed on the ground floated in the air with his thoughts.
The ancient brilliance emerged from the soil, like thousands of mountains reflecting snow, flowers dancing and broken stars steaming and blooming. More than a dozen brown spiritual snakes crawled out with their tongues out, connected end to end and crisscrossed to form a large array.
Wow~
The sound of rushing water came from the formation, and you could vaguely feel the surging river, roaring and lapping against both banks.
The long river of life is transformed by the rules of heaven. The birth, old age, illness and death of thousands of creatures, opportunities and marriages, disasters and disasters all appear in life under the control of the long river.
Throughout the ages, the ultimate goal of practicing the Tao is to jump out of the mysterious river of life and completely get rid of the shackles of heaven.
Unfortunately, there has never been a successful case so far.
Ancestor Hongjun combined his body to form the way of heaven, and the six saints used the purple energy of Hongmeng to entrust the way. Houtu was sealed in the six paths of reincarnation, but it was just more joyful to swim in the long river of life.
The method of Time Dao is to use the trajectory of the long river of life to change the flow speed of time.
Yellow-brown smoke steamed up, and the Eternal Dao formation was gradually completed. The area within a hundred meters was covered with leaves, half yellow and half green.
Manjusri held the treasure seal with his hand, sat on the smooth and cool rock, and took out a long wooden box from his arms.
The box is extremely delicate. When opened, the spiritual power turns into a flying crane and there are more than twenty red Ganoderma lucidum inside.
This is the treasure sent by You He, Red Blood Ganoderma lucidum.
Manjusri took one out of the box, put it in his mouth and chewed it gently.
Ganoderma lucidum is plump, and the juice bursts between the lips and teeth. It tastes sweet and fragrant. As the juice pours down the throat and into the abdomen, the slightly dry blood vessels instantly fill up.
The vibrant scene of the heavens suddenly appeared behind you.
Green grass and the fragrance of wild flowers.
Manjusri kept putting Ganoderma lucidum into his mouth, the fragrance overflowed from his lips and teeth, and the realm in his body gradually loosened.
"Get up." His thoughts moved slightly, and the vast and indifferent grassland suddenly rippled.
Densely packed seeds fell from the sky and landed on the grassland one after another like beads. The dew on the grass blades wrapped them in the body and easily opened the seed shells.
The soil rolled and swallowed up the shelled seeds, and the power contained quietly exploded.
Three months later.
Delicate seedlings tentatively grow out of the soil, one after another stretching their stems and leaves towards the Pearl of the Sun.
They are slightly immature, and their bodies are full of pure breath.
The rich vitality turns into green mountains in the sky, and the vitality turns into birds and beasts, flowers, birds, fish and insects, chasing and playing in the grassland, jumping and roaring.
There are still twelve Ganoderma lucidum leaves left in the box. Manjusri's bone meridians are rich in spiritual power, and with the operation of the technique, the foundation is constantly being consolidated.
After six months.
"Come again." Manjusri's heart stirred, and the Ganoderma lucidum liquid rode on the waves like a white horse. The grasslands inside the heavens swayed, and green suddenly burst out to color the heavens and the earth.
The buds have become much thicker, stretching proudly, and countless flower buds are scattered on the grassland, about to sprout under the shroud of light.
After September.
Huhu, Huhuhu~
The green wind never stops, and the breath mixed with Ganoderma lucidum accumulates in the sky and the earth. With the accumulation of quantity, it finally undergoes a qualitative change.
The flower buds cracked slightly, timidly looking at the sky and the earth, at the creatures, at the dawn, absorbing the nutrients from the soil, and growing vigorously.
After December.
In the sky, the Mingzhi Pearl trembled incessantly, and the soft and bright light suddenly shone brightly.
Phew~
A slight sound sounded, and in the sky, flower buds bloomed, brightly blooming on the grassland.
Then, the second flower, the third flower...
Flowers bloomed in clusters, the gorgeous scene quietly erupted, and the spiritual power in Manjusri's body surged several times.
"The late stage of human immortality." Manjusri laughed loudly and opened his eyes.
Green sprouts from the rocks, and the wild grass around them is half a meter high.
"As expected of one day and three autumns, a year has passed internally, and only six hours have passed outside."
In the early morning, the scorching sun slowly rose from the east, and the sky and earth were filled with noble purple.
Manjusri's stomach turned, and then his mouth was filled with the bitter taste of decay.
The Red Blood Ganoderma is chewed up and swallowed. After the internal organs absorb the spirit essence, the remaining residue will be chewed back up.
The residue is filled with dead energy, and if not cleaned up, it will eat away at flesh and blood.
Manjusri kept vomiting out the red-blooded Ganoderma residue, and after gargling with water from the stream several times, he took out a warm relic from his arms.
After clearly joining the Jin Chanzi camp, the other party kept this object and the diabolo as reward.
The relic is about the size of a pigeon egg, and there is a warm atmosphere when you rub it.
This is a unique treasure of Buddhism, condensed from the lifelong efforts of enlightened monks.
Its origin can be traced back to the Long Han Dynasty. At that time, there was a great sage in the West named King Suddhodana. After he was conceived, he felt the suffering in the world and walked alone in the world to save all living beings.
During the battle between Tao and Demon, the west was the main battlefield. The powerful creatures fled away from the battle, leaving the weak spirits and beasts waiting to be rolled into pieces by the catastrophe.
King Suddhodana couldn't bear it. He burned his flesh and blood at the edge of the west and turned it into a forest of all things. He protected the living beings who had no refuge in the forest. Although the wind, waves and thunder were raging outside, there was no storm in the forest, protecting the living beings safe and sound.<
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A few years later, Luo Hu was defeated and turned into a demon to stay away from the primitive world. Hongjun led many powerful men to leave the West for retreat to heal his wounds.
After the dust has settled, the vast Vientiane Forest still stands in the west. The giant trees have withered, the flowers and plants have rotted, and it has become a swampland full of deathly silence.
King Suddhodana burned all vitality and scattered hope and kindness in the world.
The Vientiane forest has decayed into a swamp, but in the center is a white lotus blooming, with a jewel-like golden bead on the lotus, which is flawless and extremely pure.
The golden beads were found after Zhunti became a saint, and he called them relics, and created a method to condense the three relics of bone, hair, and flesh.
Nowadays, most living beings in the West are cultivating relics, especially the original Wanxiang relics, and their descendants are pursuing dedication and sacrifice. Their relics are pure and flawless and warm to the touch. After taking them, their cultivation level skyrockets but there are no hidden dangers.
The relic in Manjusri's hand was left by Wanxiang's family.