Chapter 28: Imaginary Heart Monkey Becomes an Earthly Immortal
Kunlun Mountain.
Qingyun Golden Lotus turns into an undulating ocean, embellished with bright golden lanterns.
The unique breath of merit of Chanjiao turns into dense orange light and shadow, like fine fireworks falling on the mountain.
Many direct disciples came one after another, riding strange beasts and activating magic weapons, and landed at the foot of Kunlun Mountain one after another.
Burning a lamp and lightly twisting the whisk, he sat on the treasure elephant with a solemn face, and the twenty-four pearls behind him flickered and shone brightly.
Beside him, stood Manjusri, Samantabhadra and Cihang. The pure vase was full of treasures, and the green willows were filled with steam, blooming with colorful and mysterious treasures.
Guangchengzi hung a treasure seal on his head, walked out of the void with a face as bright as spring breeze, and stood side by side with the Antarctic immortal.
He held his head high, his expression cold, and when he looked at the other juniors from the corner of his eye, he showed a slight look of disdain.
"Teacher, it's only been two months, and your level has improved a lot. It's really gratifying." The Antarctic Immortal held Long Xiang's crutch and whispered to Ran Deng.
The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, and while he was talking and laughing, a faint purple light circulated around him.
"God rewards hard work, and hard work will naturally be rewarded. How can I not be as lucky as you and Guangchengzi, not only to get the Nine Turns Golden Pill, but also to have the saint sort out the meridians in person? In the end, I should be the envy of you. p>
However, it is really a pity that the saint is so biased, how come the two of you are still in the realm of golden immortals."
"Teacher, you are too presumptuous."
"Haha, it's not the same time I've been so presumptuous."
At this time, there are a pair of vicissitudes of life eyes, staring at the outside of Yuxu Palace from a distance.
Yuanshi Tianzun sat high on the cloud bed, holding some warm mutton-fat jade Ruyi, and could hear the discussions outside clearly.
The disciples were arguing, jostling, and ridiculing, just like ordinary market scoundrels, without any trace of the elegance of the past.
The aura of Liangjie is ethereal, silently penetrating into the heart, amplifying the resentment that has been dormant for several years. This is also the reason why Jiejiao disciples are constantly being sent to the list of gods.
Yuanshi Tianzun did not pay attention to the noise of his disciples, but focused his attention on Manjusri.
Among the many golden immortals, this disciple whose realm is at the peak of human immortals is particularly eye-catching.
However, compared to the past, Manjusri is a little different.
He did not use the Eight-turn Golden Pill to offset the sequelae of the Nine-bend Yellow River Formation. While his cultivation was regressing, the backlash of Shouyuan was reflected in his face. He is now a middle-aged man with slightly gray temples.
He was wearing a plain white robe and holding a blue vase in his palm, standing proudly like a pine and cypress in the wind and snow.
The conversation with his classmates did not attract the slightest interest in him. He just stood quietly at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, waiting calmly for the saint's summons.
This indifferent look made Yuanshi Tianzun feel a little disgusted in his heart.
Saints assist the movement of heaven and control the life and death trajectories of creatures in the ancient world. After tens of thousands of years of immersion, Yuanshi Tianzun has seen countless creatures of all kinds.
He has seen countless demons who are well-behaved and cute, who practice hard and never work hard, but who are ruthless and murderous.
As Hongjun's most obedient and well-behaved disciple, he always follows his teacher's example and demands that he always maintain a calm mind no matter how strange creatures he encounters.
But after meeting Manjusri today, for some reason, I suddenly felt disgust in my heart.
The moment this feeling first appeared, even Yuanshi Tianzun was startled.
Why does this happen?
He tapped Ruyi's gooseneck lightly with his fingertips, his eyes scattered up and down Kunshan, and he finally understood after thinking carefully for a long time.
At this time, Manjusri had a hint of coolness flowing in her bones.
He stood in the middle of his classmates, like a pebble on the grass, slightly abrupt but not conflicting.
Calm, silent and fearless.
This cool temperament is just like the raised eyebrows back then, where interests came first and people acted casually without regard for any friendship.
This situation must be stopped, otherwise Manjusri will subtly lead his fellow disciples and completely destroy the shaky cohesion of the Chan Sect!
Thinking of this, the fingertips of Yuanshi Tianzun flowed with light, and thousands of green lotuses came out of the air, holding the disciples at the foot of the mountain firmly.
The green lotus is spacious, and when you sit on it, you can feel the breeze blowing on your face, and the faint fragrance lingering around you.
Yuxu Palace is vast and ethereal, and the red gold palace lanterns are suspended in the air and burning slowly.
Yuanshi Tianzun sat on the cloud bed with a solemn face, with a small flag undulating in the clouds behind his head.
"The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is about to begin. Before that, you will rest in Kunlun Mountain. I will teach you Yundao magic at noon tomorrow."
"Follow the teachings of the saints."
When everyone heard this, their faces were full of secret joy.
Yuanshi Tianzun became a saint with the way of clouds, and he used various tricks and tactics. He once defeated Nuwa in Buzhou Mountain with a hundred moves, which shows the mystery of his magic.
Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes fell on Manjusri again, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and waved his sleeves to signal everyone to exit Yuxu Palace.
"Manjusri, you stay."
Manjusri nodded calmly and stayed seated on the futon.
Yuanshi Tianzun gently rubbed the three-color gems on Ruyi with his fingertips, and sighed meaningfully.
"Everyone says that the powerful man who lives in Mount Wutai has such powerful means that he can't even dare to show his face within a radius of 60,000 miles. But they don't know that this powerful man is even more courageous. Even if he doesn't use the eighth-turn golden elixir, he is actually surging in this undercurrent.
When the time comes, I choose to abandon my cultivation and start over from scratch."
Manjusri lowered his head, looked at the ground firmly, and his voice was slightly hoarse.
"Teacher, don't worry. This is my path. If you leave, you won't regret it."
"Forget it, everyone has their own little thoughts. How can I control so much? It just so happens that I still have half an inch of sunshine left in my hand, so I will help you today."
As soon as he finished speaking, a warm light suddenly appeared in Yuxu Palace.
Yuanshi Tianzun's mutton-fat jade Ruyi was transformed from the green lotus he encountered by chance when he was traveling in Buzhou Mountain. The three pure gods used red flowers, white lotus root and green duck leaves, and each refined them into objects for enlightenment.
The three gemstones on the neck of this Ruyi goose represent the three avenues of creation of essence, energy, and spirit. It contains a large array that automatically collects the aftertaste of the sun, moon, and stars. It is a top-notch spiritual treasure that suppresses luck, enhances realm, and tempers the body.
The breeze blows on my face, and the sky is filled with warm brilliance. A little bit of spring rain falls, filling the sky and earth with vitality.
The extremely pure white jade appeared out of thin air and turned into a roaring red horse, running fast in the heavens.
This is Yima, a wooden spirit beast. Wherever it passes, the purest vitality of the world will remain. As it runs and jumps, the flowers and grass on the grassland grow crazily, and the colorful petals are covered with crystal dew. p>
Roar!
An ape the size of a fingernail jumped out of the soil. It was riding on a horse and spitting out a large amount of colorful torrents.
The torrent fell to the ground and drilled crazily into the soil, turning into various kinds of ores, which gradually grew larger under the nurturing of the earth.
This is the monkey mind.
The monkey in mind and the horse in mind represent the desires of Manjusri. Making noises and having fun in the heavens is the final catharsis for those desires.
When the ore was formed, the two beasts exhausted their spiritual power and scattered the dust, and Manjusri completely surrendered to human restraint.