Throughout the ages, every occurrence of calamity will give birth to several children of destiny.
They have inherited the consciousness of the way of heaven and can always maintain a rapid growth rate in the turbulent whirlpool of struggle.
Strong men like Yang Jian, Fu Xi, Haotian, Ci Hang, and Tathagata who were born with great influence from heaven have always had bad luck in the early stage and continuous opportunities in the mid-term. In the end, they made great efforts to sweep through the wilderness and achieve great fame.
They are the trendsetters of the times, the contenders of the avenue, and the teachings of the situation.
And Qiong Ming is such an existence.
Because of his weak bloodline and his status, he should have been inactive and died without any problems, but he could often break out in adversity, receive inheritance from strong men one after another, and take the initiative to take the spiritual treasures of the Taoist field into his arms.
In the previous life, the Qionghua and Jade Sword Butterfly clans were ruthlessly abandoned by the Antarctic Immortal and were used as cannon fodder during the calamity of the Journey to the West, causing them all to perish under the crushing force of Buddhism.
By chance, Qiong Ming was discovered by a passing Rakshasa girl, who rescued and treated her injuries and placed her in the Sea of Blood.
He is resourceful, hard-working, and showed extremely high attainments in blood under the teachings of Patriarch Styx. He was made an exception and became his personal disciple.
In the Battle of Dengtian, Minghe died in the Yaochi. Qiongming took advantage of the adversity and seized the opportunity to continuously steal the treasures of heaven and forcibly plunder the incense of several immortal families. He became a Daluo Golden Immortal and actively exchanged his possessions with the underworld.
So that the blood sea forces can take a breather during the encirclement and suppression.
From then on, Qiong Ming was determined to forge ahead, training blood sea elite soldiers day and night, and successively defeated Nanbao, Zishan, and Baixi dojos during the Gaoge era, and attracted Yingzhou Xiandao to take the initiative to recognize its master.
He had many opportunities and grew rapidly, and later became a quasi-sage, successfully killed three corpses, changed his name to Posara, and carried forward the power of the Blood Sea.
Later, Qiongming Quasi-Sanctuary looked down upon him with overwhelming arrogance. He led the blood sea forces to attack Buddhism several times and successfully rescued 600,000 asuras, which shocked all the forces in the ancient world.
Fortunately, he is dead.
Manjusri's eyes were bright and golden, looking at the place where Qiong Ming's soul disappeared.
There is a huge and plump golden carp, sleeping soundly in the blue waves. Slender dragon whiskers have grown out of the corners of its mouth, making it look extremely noble.
Luck in the Koi Yaochi!
"He is worthy of being the iconic powerhouse of Gao Ge's era. He has such tyrannical luck. No wonder he can easily achieve the realm of Golden Immortal in just a few years. If I don't take action in time this time, I will wait until Jin
When a carp encounters a storm and turns into a golden dragon, this genius will never be able to suppress it."
"Fortunately, I still remember that Qiong Ming is the destined master of Yingzhou Fairy Island. He weakens luck in this way, otherwise how could he succeed so easily."
"But having said that, I tried to clear the clouds and see the sun several times in the South China Sea, but I didn't find any trace of Yingzhou. As a result, as soon as Qiongming appeared in this land, the fairy island took the initiative to reveal itself. Such a profound blessing is really amazing.
People are jealous."
Thinking of this, Manjusri's eyes gradually returned to their original state.
Luck is elusive, but powerful.
If we want to compare with examples, luck is like saving money.
Those with good luck can save five taels of gold every day, those with poor luck can only save three to five copper coins a day, and those with karma have to pay back a lot every time.
For a gifted genius like Qiong Ming who has deep luck, if he is in the same realm, no matter what method Manjusri uses, he will not be able to cause harm to him. On the contrary, it will make the other party be able to survive and gain greater benefits, and he may even be angered.
Luck comes back.
Of course, just saving money is not enough, there are also expenses.
Good things like getting opportunities, getting inheritance, meeting dojos, and having treasures in your arms are equivalent to spending money.
Manjusri's luck seems to be magnificent, but in fact it is comparable to Qiongming's. When Peng Lai took action, he only restrained himself without taking action, so he was not suppressed by the opponent's luck.
Therefore, he took the initiative to bring Qiong Ming to Yingzhou Fairy Island, allowing him to obtain the recognition of the master of this dojo in advance, and directly emptied the capital he had finally accumulated, thus giving himself an opportunity.
The smell of blood gradually dissipated, and this powerful man who would be famous in later generations fell into the South China Sea before he could show his talents.
Manjusri made a lot of money in this conspiracy.
However, behind the huge benefits, there are also losses to match.
His luck is now in tatters, and it looks like a temple full of loopholes. It's hard to bear to look at it.
If you want to recover as before, you can only go through the immersion of time and years.
Rumble~
Suddenly, the majestic and rich aura of heaven and earth washed down like the Milky Way pouring down.
Manjusri opened his arms, smiled, and bathed in the depths of the rolling waves of aura.
Yingzhou Fairy Island has been silent for several Yuanhui, and the accumulated spiritual power of heaven and earth seems to be the vast ocean of the South China Sea, inexhaustible.
Spiritual energy surged through the limbs and bones, and was absorbed crazily by the exercises. With the crazy accumulation of quantity, the stable state improved again.
Manjusri is sitting on a pure golden lotus, holding a treasure seal with his hand, and a gorgeous and bright treasure map appears behind him.
The treasure map slowly unfolds, stirring up the wind and clouds. The interior becomes a world of its own, with thousands of delicate and bright begonia flowers blooming in the light.
Picture of Futang sleeping in spring!
This is an innate spiritual treasure unique to flower arrangement. It was originally in the hands of Yuanshi Tianzun, and was later awarded to Guangchengzi. It was used as a bet a few days ago and lost to Manjusri.
The unique wealth and prosperity of Begonia emerged leisurely, making Manjusri feel a little intoxicated.
With the help of Yingzhou's power, he quickly refined the Spring Sleeping Picture of Futang, realized the flower arrangement and advanced vigorously, reaching a new realm.
This innate spiritual treasure seems to have become the link between Manjusri and the Great Dao, allowing him to roam freely in the brilliance of the Dao Yun.
In an instant, all the fragrant flowers in the ancient world will exude a sense of cordial respect for Manjusri, and even if they are thousands of miles away, they can feel the pure and joyful joy.
At the same time, several flower arrangement masters felt something in their hearts and looked at the sky with solemn expressions.
They know that this road has been completely blocked by a mysterious existence, and it is useless to continue practicing.
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The spiritual power is concentrated and concentrated into a pure liquid, flowing gurglingly, rushing forward bravely.
If you look down from the sky of Yingzhou, you will find that the spiritual liquid has accumulated into a jade pool, soaking Manjusri's whole body in it.
His face is like a spring breeze, and he holds a treasure seal in his hand. Behind him, the wind and clouds surge, the tide rises and falls, and his realms are broken through one after another, causing the heaven and earth to quarrel with each other.
The next day.
Warm sunshine is scattered around Yingzhou, shrouding this newly born fairyland in a dream-like atmosphere, exuding dense and mysterious colors.
Manjusri closed his eyes tightly and was particularly intoxicated by the aura of the flower arrangement.
During this short period of time, he continued to improve his ikebana techniques with the help of Futang's Spring Sleeping Picture, innovating from the old and creating many new spells one after another.
Yingzhou Xiandao has already taken the initiative to recognize its master in the process of absorbing the aura. After the death of Qiong Ming, the master appointed by Heaven, its thoughts naturally disappeared.
Manjusri took advantage of the opportunity and finally successfully captured this fairy island that he had been thinking about for a long time!
The exquisite heart is blooming with bright brilliance. At this time, it has undergone transformation and revealed five different colors. It looks like a flowing rainbow, especially radiant.
After a long time, the tide of spiritual power slowly faded away.
At this time, Manjusri's realm has reached the peak of Golden Immortal!
Phew~
He slowly opened his eyes, overwhelmed by joy, and sat there, unable to recover for a long time.
"The feeling of Fu Ling's mind is really mysterious, especially with the help of the innate spiritual treasure, it can be in a state of enlightenment at all times. The doubts and troubles about the Tao in the past can be easily unimpeded, and it can also be adjusted according to its own situation.
, constantly deducing and perfecting new genres and methods."
"No wonder Yuanshi Tianzun was so reluctant to part with it. It turns out that there is such a mysterious secret in it. Guangchengzi is really wealthy. He holds such a treasure in his hand and has never used it. What a waste of natural resources."
"Eighty percent of the spiritual power accumulated in Yingzhou Fairy Island was absorbed by the Spring Sleeping Picture of Futang. What I got was just some leftovers. How can my realm be so significantly improved? It can be seen that this
How rich the heritage of the treasure is, in fact, the Qingyun Golden Lantern can be compared with each other."
With so many thoughts in Manjusri's mind, he immediately urged Yingzhou Fairy Island to hide his traces, moved quickly towards the western boundary, and finally landed firmly in the depths of the sky in the Gengdu Mountains.
Immediately afterwards, he came to the innate spiritual root.
The floral fragrance that hit his face made Manjusri suddenly feel refreshed.
The flower arrangement spiritual root and the flower arrangement innate spiritual treasure are unique to the ancient world, but now they are all in his pocket.
Like a dream.
He slowly stretched out his hand and gently stroked the branches. As the aura of the flower arrangement surrounded him, his whole spiritual root was trembling with excitement.
"Finally found you, sparse flowers and water cypress branches!"
……
East China Sea, Penglai.
Red clouds sweep across thousands of miles, stretching as vast as the sea.
The gentle breeze is blowing, pearls are rippling, and the ancient phoenix with its head covered in gold flutters its wings.
Behind the phoenix is a woman in palace attire, with a face like a peach blossom, bright white teeth, and a loving smile in her eyes.
Nuwa!
The Triumph Conference is coming to an end, and there are only four powerful Tao Refiners left in Penglai Immortal Island.
Manjusri in Buddhism, Yang Ren in heaven, Gu Yuesou in southern Xinjiang, Kong Liufeng in hell.
Yang Ren's face was solemn, with his hands holding treasure seals in his eyes, surrounded by blazing flames, and the feather fan in his palm was colorful. For a moment on the lake, you could vaguely hear the chirping of birds.
Gu Yuesou was riding an ox backwards, closing his eyes and meditating. Two lines of smoke flowed from his nostrils, drifting at will.
Kong Liufeng wore a black robe and never showed his true face. He sat cross-legged and did not say a word.
Baoguang is transpiring, and auspicious clouds fill the sky.
Tathagata, Pingxin, and Haotian came one after another to provide spiritual support to the powerful practitioners of their respective factions.
Nuwa dropped the golden phoenix, stepped on the auspicious clouds, and landed in the center of Penglai. Hundreds of thousands of creatures quickly bowed and saluted.
"Everyone, Houbao comforts the ancestors and triumphs as heroic spirits. We are able to gather in the East China Sea just to delve into the great road. No need to be polite." Nuwa's voice was cold, and her thoughts moved slightly, and an invisible force suddenly came and wiped out all living beings.
They all helped me up gently.
"I never like to be long-winded. I have prepared the test questions for several days. Please take a look."
Buzz~
In an instant, a treasure map lay across the sky.
Mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, all kinds of strange phenomena transpired.
Picture of mountains and rivers and the country!
"This is the heaven-opening treasure given by Tao Ancestor. It contains the complete world inside. Even the earth, wind, water and fire in the chaos cannot shake the treasure map in the slightest."
Nuwa said loudly, and then waved her bare hands, making the treasure map shine brighter and brighter, causing Donghai to exclaim again and again.
"Is this the legendary map of mountains and rivers? Oh my God, it is indeed a treasure with rich spiritual essence and contending avenues."
"Just looking at the phantom of mountains, rivers, sun and moon, you know how terrifying this treasure is."
"I heard that this treasure also contains the human-creating merits of Saint Nuwa, and it is the top defensive treasure in the ancient world."
The emergence of the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map brought the entire East China Sea into an instant climax.
After a while, the discussion gradually dissipated.
Nuwa looked at the treasure map, her eyes full of memories. She turned back and said to the four powerful Taoists.
"The final test is to refine a treasure that can destroy the mountains and rivers of the country."
"Just tell me what treasures you want, and I will get them for you within three months. If you don't lose anything, don't be afraid of sacrifices."
"What!" Gu Yuesou exclaimed, his original calm and calm appearance immediately disappeared.
"This is the most powerful treasure in the world. Its power is unpredictable. How can we destroy it?" Kong Liufeng suddenly felt powerless.
"Sage Nuwa, the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map is a treasure of defense. Even the Chaos Zhong and the Qingping Sword couldn't break it, let alone us?" Yang Ren said in a calm and gentle tone.
"What Taoist fellow Taoist Yang Ren said is absolutely true. Even the Tongtian Saint and Emperor Jun can't do things. How can those of us with low realms achieve it? Besides, this is a gift given to you by the Taoist Patriarch himself to prove the Tao." Gu Yuesou.
The voice became smaller and smaller, and I couldn't help but panic.
Compared with the three strong men competing on the same stage, he has no backing, no foundation, and is destined to be isolated and helpless.
If something goes wrong with this treasure, they all have a back-up to protect it. As a lonely person, they will definitely be pushed out to die.
"Oh, what is this all about? I still want to take advantage of the popularity of this trip to get a place in the Triumph Conference, join the Dragon Clan, and use the resources of the world to break through the realm. I didn't expect that at the last moment, the Saint would actually lead
We seek death."
"The conscience of heaven and earth, it is not easy for the old man to live for such a long time, the coffin board is almost closed, and there is a setback."
"Hey, why doesn't Manjushri Bodhisattva speak? That's right. He has always been resourceful and must be organizing his words in his heart."
Gu Yuesou's thoughts coincided with those of Yang Ren, Kong Liufeng, and other viewers around him.
Many strong men stopped talking and looked at Manjusri with expectant eyes, waiting for this strong man to speak to persuade.
"Saint~"
Finally, Manjusri raised his head and looked at Nuwa with a dull expression.
"I need three thousand-year-old saw-toothed centipedes, a hundred seeds of perfume pavilions, forty strands of red mouth light, six pounds of poisonous water, and the wings of auspicious bees..."
His tone was calm, neither humble nor overbearing, and he named hundreds of resources.
Nuwa kept nodding her head, flicking her fingers, and countless meteors fell from the sky. Each one fell into the sky and turned into the corresponding material.
"Holy shit, Manjusri is so brave?" Gu Yuesou opened his mouth wide, feeling unbelievable.
Before everyone could react, Manjusri was already preparing.
Poof!
The saw-toothed centipede was chopped in half, and all its blood was collected in a jade bowl.
The fishy and unpleasant smell hit their faces, causing the other three strong men present to vomit after smelling it.