The delicate shadow of the mountain peaks is constantly turning in the palm of Manjusri, blooming with a bright and bright atmosphere.
The shadows of the mountain peaks are full of green, suddenly surrounded by many words, shining brightly in the sunlight, and exuding pure charm.
This is the unique communication method of Canghai Pavilion, Shushan.
Manjusri penetrated his thoughts into the mountain of books, and a large amount of information suddenly emerged.
The records of the information are very detailed. Except for the strong men who continue to stay in Penglai, even the information of those who are watching around are clearly marked.
There are still 800 strong people who can persevere until now.
These strong men are able to pass the test one after another. Not only do they have attainments in refining the Tao of the Sixth Heaven or above, but many of them are also people with profound knowledge.
Foundation is the embodiment of a broad vision. Only by being able to find the most suitable method according to the weapon refining formula in the shortest possible time can one advance successfully despite numerous experiences.
These are the beings who stand at the top of the pyramid, and they can cause chaos wherever they go.
In any school, there are very few strong men who can achieve the realm of the Sixth Heaven. In addition, compared with other schools, the nature of refining is more difficult to master, resulting in the number of strong men becoming even smaller.
Less.
At this time, among the remaining 800 strong people, most of them barely passed the level according to the passing line, and there were only more than 60 people who were able to excel and receive rewards every time.
There is no doubt that these sixty strong men became the focus of the triumphal meeting, causing countless eyes to fall on them.
Manjusri's name is clearly on the list, and it is at the top of the list.
Of course, this is just speculation, and the real result will still be determined by fighting.
Manjusri browsed the above information carefully and found that many familiar strong men had appeared. These names occupied the most important position in the memory of past lives.
"Master, I always feel that the situation is not good. Look at the disciples who are teaching, they always look wilted. Who knows what they are thinking behind the scenes." At this time, Qingshi looked sad.
He came closer, his eyes full of worry.
He and Manjushri are of the same mind, and they depend on each other for good and bad fortune. If something happens to this master, the bond between master and servant will cause him to be seriously injured and damage his foundation.
Therefore, when several strong men were competing on Peng Lai, Qing Shi's attention was always focused on the surrounding teams watching.
"It's okay!" Manjusri waved his hand indifferently and said to comfort the green lion.
"Now, we represent the face of Buddhism. If something unexpected happens, do you think those two saints will look at this? The West is now trying to increase its momentum and cause countless primitive creatures to swarm in. Maybe after we leave Mount Sumeru
, it has been secretly protected by the saint."
"I see, that makes me feel relieved." After hearing this, Qingshi finally felt relieved and nodded with a smile.
"However, the disciples of Chan's teaching are not fun to play. They are cunning, shameless, and even more despicable than their masters. You must be careful of them secretly causing trouble in the duel later. I heard that Guangchengzi is
When I left Kunlun, I told the Xuanmen disciples that I would trample you under my feet and ravage you like crazy."
"Oh? Is there such a good thing?"
Manjusri was not angry but happy, with excitement shining in his eyes.
After that, he whispered a few instructions to Qingshi. After hearing this, the latter's eyes flashed, and he quickly put up his cloud head and led the Buddhist disciples away.
At the same time.
Guang Chengzi's face was ashen and he sat cross-legged on the cloud bed.
His grades were not ideal.
I thought that under the patient guidance of Yuanshi Tianzun, my Tao refining ability would improve by leaps and bounds. Even if I couldn't take the first place in this grand event, I would at least be able to squeeze into the top three.
Unexpectedly, the number of masters emerging this time was huge, like a crucian carp crossing a river. Many long-established old monsters and powerful players appeared one after another.
Guangchengzi tried his best, but his current ranking is eighth.
It’s too difficult.
He held the channel information he had just bought in his hand, and after opening it roughly, the eye-catching typing and ranking numbers inside stimulated him clearly and abruptly.
Especially the golden name of the first one seemed to turn into countless sharp knives, thrust into his proud heart.
"Manjusri~"
Guangchengzi's eyes were scarlet, and he roared through gritted teeth.
Suddenly, a breeze came to his ears, mixed with the discussions of many living beings.
"Have you heard that Manjusri Bodhisattva was expelled from the Chan Sect by Guangchengzi? Because his talent in practicing Taoism was quite popular among saints, Guangchengzi couldn't bear the jealousy in his heart and repeatedly tried to assassinate him. This led to today's situation.
The decline of Chanjiao."
"This fellow Taoist is right. I just came from the west and saw the Qingyun Golden Lamp suspended in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool. This is the most precious treasure used by the Yuqing Sect to store books, but it is in the hands of Manjushri Bodhisattva.
, one can imagine how deep the love was back then.”
"Guangchengzi is not as strong as Manjushri Bodhisattva, so he always stumbles, fearing that this powerful practitioner will steal his limelight. Even Cihang and Samantabhadra met the same fate."
"This is the face of a villain. His skills are not as good as others, so he tries his best to suppress and exclude them. No wonder Xuanmen is gradually declining, and it can only be supported by Senior Xuandu."
Everyone present is a mighty person whose cultivation reaches the heavens and the earth.
Therefore, compared with those ordinary creatures, their discussions seem unscrupulous, and they even continue to add fuel to the fire.
At this time, Guangchengzi's face was very ugly.
He looked at the blossoming flowers in the west, and a burning anger suddenly emerged in his heart.
"Damn! Why him!"
"Brother, please don't get angry. This is a conspiracy on the part of Buddhism to tempt you to make impulsive mistakes."
Master Yuding felt that something was wrong, and quickly tried to persuade him.
"Yes, senior brother, Manjusri's character has always been insidious and cunning. Who knows what traps and ambush are hidden behind these discussions. We only need to attend this conference and ignore others."
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Taiyi Zhenren said sincerely, looking at Guangchengzi's back, his eyes full of disappointment and helplessness.
"Humph!"
After a long time, Guangchengzi snorted reluctantly and gradually calmed down the anger in his heart.
He sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, pinched the treasure seal with his hand, and received the spiritual light, which filled his limbs and bones.
Faced with the buzz around him, Guangangzi remained unmoved, his eyes full of disdain and ridicule.
"This group of ignorant trash dares to openly challenge my authority. After the triumphal meeting is over, no one can escape."
"The junior brothers are right. I am now the leader of the Chan Cult. My words and deeds represent the glory of the sect. I cannot be easily angered by ants."
He kept admonishing himself in his mind, but his eyes involuntarily fell on the Buddhist camp.
Gorgeous and bright golden lotuses bloom freely in the sky.
There is a huge phantom of the Buddha, with his hands clasped together, whispering softly, and spreading all kinds of Western magic to the East China Sea.
Manjusri is sitting on the green lion, with a face like a spring breeze, surrounded by countless Taiyi, Daluo and other great powers, and stars holding the moon in the center.
When he noticed Guangchengzi's probing gaze, a warm smile appeared on his face and he uttered two words clearly.
"Garbage."
"Manjusri!"
The anger in Guangchengzi's heart was directly ignited. He no longer ignored the advice of his fellow disciples and headed directly towards the Buddhist camp.
"Manjusri, I want to compete with you!"
In front of the shining shadow of Buddha, Guangchengzi became furious and resolutely launched a fight with Manjusri.
Buddhism, Heaven, East China Sea, Xuanmen...
Countless powerful men were immediately attracted, and they swarmed in with expectations in their eyes.
Everyone has experienced several tests in Peng Lai, and their minds have become exhausted. Now that something new has finally happened, they can't control their curiosity and come to watch.
"Oh?"
Manjusri held the pure bottle in his palm, his eyes full of disdain and sarcasm, looking down at Guangchengzi who stood at the feet of the blue lion.
Linglong's heart turned quietly, filling the depths of her mind with the power of wisdom, and she directly rejected Guangchengzi coldly.
"You want to compete with me, are you worthy?"
"You!"
Guangchengzi never expected that Manjusri would reject him so boldly.
In full view of the public, all face was lost.
"Hahaha, this is ridiculous. If you want to compete, you have to see if you are qualified."
"That is, that is, the teaching of interpretation has gradually declined, but Buddhism is at its peak. The two are completely incomparable."
"Guangchengzi is still immersed in the glory of the past, but he doesn't know what's right and what's wrong. With the changes in the world, he has long been out of line."
The sarcasm around him was merciless, like a hot slap on Guangchengzi's face.
Standing in front of the Buddhist camp, I don’t know whether to advance or retreat.
Looking at the majestic phantom of Buddha, he suddenly felt that the gap between himself and Manjusri had become extremely slim.
The junior brother who was trampled on at will has now become a new noble in the Buddhist sect, and is held in high esteem by all the stars.
He is like a moth flying towards the firelight. He seems to be pursuing his ideal, but in fact he seems so ridiculous and stubborn.
At this moment, Qingshi suddenly spoke.
"Manjusri Bodhisattva, Guangchengzi has come from afar. If you really refuse, I'm afraid he will lose face because of this. When he returns to teach in the future, he will torture the vegetation and monsters in order to express the evil spirit in his heart. He is a very sinful person.
."
Qing Shi's voice is hoarse and loud, so that the entire East China Sea can hear it very clearly.
"I really didn't expect that Guangchengzi would have such a special hobby."
"No wonder after the Battle of the Conferred Gods, so many strong men defected one after another. It turns out there is such a secret inside."
"Not all famous families are as glamorous as they appear on the surface. There may be some conspiracy behind them."
……
Guang Chengzi's face was ashen, his energy and blood were surging, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
It would never be easy for him to understand why he encountered so many obstacles and setbacks after becoming the leader of the Chan Cult.
All living beings were eagerly waiting for him to be demoted for making mistakes, but they never thought that when the teachings were at their most embarrassing, he would be the one to step up and turn the tide.
Suspicion, scolding, scolding, disdain...
All kinds of negative news were overwhelming, and even his former classmates were indifferent and allowed him to struggle in the whirlpool of discussion.
If you want to rise from the ashes of the East China Sea, you can only defeat Manjusri in an upright manner.
Use your talents and accomplishments to defeat him!
Thinking of this, Guang Chengzi puffed up his chest resolutely and said loudly.
"Manjusri Bodhisattva, as the leader of the teachings, I challenge you to a training competition."