Chapter 32 Breaking through the sea of ??flowers to find treasure
The sky at night is the most beautiful.
There is not a cloud in the sky for thousands of miles, and the stars in the sky are naked, shining with bright light.
The silvery starlight is pure and flawless, echoing the jade plate in the sky, spreading the nurturing light selflessly to the world.
Kunlun Mountain is brightly lit, and the colorful brilliance converges from the mountainside into an ocean stretching down.
The palace lanterns, golden beads, and necklaces are swaying, reflecting each other with the stars in the sky, like a gorgeous and beautiful picture.
Beside the pool, which is as flat as a mirror, Manjusri holds the well-behaved Hutian in his arms.
The little guy rubbed his head against his palm, stretched his neck and croaked softly.
Manjusri pointed his fingertips to Hutian's forehead, and his mind slowly sank into the inner world.
The elegant fragrance fills the world, and flowers bloom quietly all over the mountains and plains.
"General, hurry up, let's come to the rear."
"No, the grass and tree soldiers are alive again."
The long tongue is hanging high in the sky, still repeating the sound it originally recorded.
Boundless flowers stretch vertically and horizontally, like the waves of the ocean.
Rumble.
As Manjusri came here, the peaceful atmosphere was instantly broken, and the sea of flowers swayed crazily, making a dull roar.
The petals were flying all over the sky, and majestic antelopes quickly gathered and rushed towards Manjusri with a fierce look.
Each of them is as big as a calf, and there are hundreds of thousands of them. The ground shakes crazily when they run.
A strong wind blew up, and the petals filled the sky, quietly unfolding like a brilliant scroll.
Tens of thousands of antelopes jumped hundreds of meters high, with a pair of huge wings sprouting from their backs, and they swooped in with a roar.
Their horns are turned forward, flashing with dazzling black light, shooting out like wind and thunder.
Manjusri's eyes were full of disdain, he snorted coldly and stretched out his right hand.
Buzz~
The thick mist suddenly condensed, absorbing all the water in the petals.
Those menacing antelopes withered instantly, blooming one after another like brown fireworks, turning into debris and dissipating in the wind.
The mist continues to condense, constantly pulling away water, and the boundless sea of flowers is quickly withering.
The beauty gradually disappears, leaving the dry roots still standing.
Woohoo~
The turtle kept whimpering and pushed forward like a fortress, grinding the dry sea of flowers into powder.
The sea of flowers is rolling, constantly giving birth to all kinds of strange beasts, trying to restore the defeat, but to no avail.
Between the heaven and the earth, the water is gradually drained by the mist, and the turtle is even more rampant in the sea of flowers.
The two spells cooperated with each other, and it took only half a stick of incense to clean up the world.
When the dust settled, Manjusri frowned slightly as he faced the bare world.
If you successfully pass the trial, where is the reward?
In the vast world, he stood alone, putting away the overflowing mist and the rampant Turtle Killer, and touched his nose in embarrassment.
After waiting for a long time, nothing changed in the world, as if this was just a trial.
"The reward won't be this sea of flowers, right?" Manjusri hesitated in his heart.
"Probably not. The alien beasts derived from the sea of flowers actively attack the newcomers. They are just to protect the inheritance formation, or to test whether the newcomers are qualified to inherit."
He simply squatted down and started looking for it himself.
The sea of flowers is not precious.
Wen Liang can benefit from the inheritance and receive the ultimate reward of flat peach, which means that it is definitely not that simple here, and there must be details that have not been discovered.
Maybe, the treasure is hidden in the corner, waiting for you quietly.
The world here is vast, and if you search like a headless fly, you won't be able to find the treasure even if you go to the end of the world.
Manjusri simply closed his eyes and followed his heart to explore and move forward.
I stroked the bare and pitted ground with my palms, feeling the fragrance lingering on the tip of my nose, and groped aimlessly.
East China Sea, Jin'ao Island.
Our Lady of Turtle Spirit sat restlessly on the reef, looking at the turbulent sea water with blurred eyes.
During this time, she always felt uneasy and had an indescribable rawness all over her body.
Every night, my heart is pounding and the pores all over my body are filled with cold air.
Phew~
She exhaled, loosened her fists covered with sweat, looked at the majestic East China Sea, and felt a little peaceful in her heart.
"Junior sister, why are you sitting on the beach?"
The Holy Mother of Wudang appeared quietly beside Turtle Spirit, her tone was extremely soft.
During the lich calamity, most of the ancestral witches were killed or injured in the final decisive battle.
Gonggong was filled with anger and raged against Mount Buzhou, causing the Pangu backbone that supported the heaven and earth to shatter, causing the Tianhe River to flood and destroy all life.
In order to protect the common people, the saints joined hands to suppress Tianhe and save all living beings from water and fire.
Then Nuwa refined the colorful stones to fill the vacancy in the sky, and chopped off the giant turtle in the North Sea to support the sky with her limbs.
The turtle spirit's previous life was that giant giant sea turtle in the North Sea.
The severed limbs are still supporting the sky, producing a steady stream of merit, roaring like a river.
Wudang is a powerful person who came from that era. The desolation of life at that time was like a purgatory on earth. For her, even though several Yuanhui have passed, she is still in front of her.
In addition to doting on my junior sister Gui Ling, Wudang also showed respect for her in her previous life.
"Senior sister." Guiling sighed and stared into the distance with a faint gaze.
"Ever since the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was set up, I have always felt restless and restless, as if a disaster of life and death is right in front of me. Do I really want to go? I'm very scared."
Gui Ling's worry and helplessness are clearly understood in Wudang's heart.
The leader of the Tongtian religion used the Green Ping Sword to prove the Tao and intercepted the vitality from the way of heaven for the creatures in the primitive world. This shows that his character is aloof and arrogant.
Now, being plotted by his two brothers, his disciples died one after another due to Chanjiao's plot, how could he swallow this sigh of relief?
Dashang continued to lose battles, and Jiejiao's luck plummeted. In order not to be ridiculed by the world in the future, he ignored the dissuasion of all his direct disciples and issued a decree calling on all Jiejiao disciples to lay down thousands of immortals at Sishui Pass.
Great formation.
No one dares to touch the edge of the saint's wrath, but behind this seemingly infinite scene of beauty and the response of hundreds of thousands of immortals, how many lives have been harmed to Chiyu's helplessness.
There are tens of thousands of disciples in the Jie sect, and there are a lot of people who drink blood and harm living beings, but there are also many people of merit who are quiet and do nothing.
They have accumulated virtues and performed good deeds for tens of thousands of years. They have practiced diligently without hesitation and have never been contaminated by the slightest trace of cause and effect. They even hid in the cave and chanted quietly in the Yellow Courtyard before the calamity began. But now they have suffered unreasonable disasters due to the recklessness of their classmates and the impulsiveness of their master.
Arrive at the center of the whirlpool of calamity, Sishui Pass.
Who dares to disobey the sage’s decree?
Just like the Turtle Spirit, she was born with the blessings of heavenly virtues, and has a docile personality and does not care about the world. As long as she practices patiently, she will break through to the quasi-sage sooner or later.
But now, because of the tone in the saint's heart, she had no choice but to be forced into a calamity. How could she not be frightened in her heart?
The turtle spirit is like this, the colorful clouds are like this, and the golden branches are like this.
Wudang wanted to comfort Guiling, but found that he was also helpless. His heart was filled with bitterness, and those words of comfort were stuck in his throat and he could not say it.
The waves crashed against the shore, causing splashes of water boldly.
The cool sea water falls on the face, which relieves the undue depression a lot.
"Guiling, let me tell you a story." Wudang jumped onto the rock with a leisurely tone.