Chapter 35: Hidden Treasure in Cold Bottle and Seeing the Hippopotamus
Wow, wow.
The thoughts of Manjusri turned into thousands of torrents and fell into the ocean.
The eggs of the alarm toad are hatching, and you can vaguely see life shaking inside.
The number of blue and white crabs has increased to 320,000. A large number of babies have escaped from the protection of their parents and are chasing each other in groups. The corals behind them have broken out of their shells, and seedlings the size of horns have leaked out.
The pink crystal jellyfish is swaying, as if it has never changed, and will always be suspended quietly.
Deep under the sea, five-flowered corals float quietly.
Their bodies are transparent and flawless, continuously shining with five-color light, and their bodies continue to grow as if they are filled with water, and they are all thousands of feet tall.
The resources of the ocean are scarce, and there are no herds of animals in the depths. Five-flowered corals gather into colorful torrents, spiraling into rings on the bottom of the sea, swimming full of energy with the power of the seawater.
Holding together for warmth is the most instinctive way for all creatures to deal with fear.
Although corals are spiritual plants, they also have a weak consciousness. They are sealed in the belly of the flower stone shell. They have been hungry for countless years and suddenly appear in an unfamiliar ocean. Panic is inevitable.
That thousand-foot body is a means they use to intimidate their enemies. The thick branches look huge, but they are just an illusion created by the combination of sea water and light.
When they completely adapt to the sea here, their bodies will gradually shrink, and they will not return to normal until they are thirty feet tall.
Further down, the moonstones shimmer with hazy luster scattered on the seabed, mixed with pink sadness and reflecting the bright moon.
Dots of silver fireflies floated out from the moonstone and slowly floated toward the sea.
Manjusri's thoughts trapped the two fireflies and sent them to a certain young blue and white crab. The latter immediately sucked them into his belly excitedly, and the aura exuding from his body suddenly became thicker.
"The nurturing ability of the Moon Path is indeed extraordinary. It can actually increase the foundation of the beast and increase the chance of breaking through and becoming a spirit.
No wonder, among the thirteen dragon girls in the West Sea, only the third princess escaped the fate of being married off. It seems that the Yueyue resource field in her hands has won her enough voice among the top leaders of the Dragon Clan."
Every time the moonstone improves, the foundation is no more than the slightest, and it can even be considered insignificant.
But just this slight chance may make the confused beast realize the spiritual power of heaven and earth and turn into a spirit.
Nuwa once expressed emotion during the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors period.
"Alas, I created the human race, but I can't help but be jealous of the human race. They are born with their own thoughts. Unlike the demon race, they become spirits and are truly alive."
At that time, Manjusri did not understand the meaning of this sentence, but as he set foot in the West and saw the struggles of all living beings in the world of mortals, he understood where Nuwa's jealousy lay.
Monsters are born as beasts without intelligence and follow instincts. They are vigorous and energetic, but they are not real lives.
If a monk slaughters a herd of animals wantonly, he will only get moral condemnation. There will never be anyone to avenge the innocent dead beasts. It is like a child who likes to scald ants with hot water. Adults will inevitably criticize them when they see it.
There will never be a price to pay for it.
The wild animals at this time are no different from those flowers, plants and trees, just like chickens and ducks raised in captivity, living a humble and messy life.
However, when the beasts turn into monsters, they use their own thoughts to feel the joy, anger, sorrow, see the wind, flowers, snow, and moon, and smell the bitter, spicy, and sweet. Even if they are hurt by the monks, there will be senior monsters who will come out to uphold justice.<
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At this time, they can be regarded as life.
However, from beasts to monsters, it’s one in a million.
It’s easier said than done to truly live.
Manjusri left the group of blue and white crabs and went directly to the bottom of the sea.
The silt inside the five flower stone shells was not discarded, but was concentrated on the seabed.
The body of the flower stone shell has rotted, but the mud turned into by the treasure contains rich nutrients and spiritual power.
Leave it on the seabed, and the nutrients contained in the silt will be gradually sucked up, and as the aura of the moonstone rises, it will be fed back to some of the beasts on the sea.
The leaves of the ginseng fruit tree were absorbed completely. At this time, the sea water had lost its coldness and exuded a slightly cool atmosphere.
That's enough.
Manjusri stretched out his hand and felt the temperature of the ocean, feeling satisfied.
"In a water channel resource site, it is difficult to avoid the assistance of rain channels. If the temperature is too high, it will neutralize and form fog channels to block the sun. If the temperature is too low, it will form ice channels and hinder the growth of five-flowered corals. The current temperature is just right." p>
After all the resources and sites in the cold wave bottle were settled, Manjusri's eyes fell on the Ten Thousand Poison Hippopotamus.
This big guy is lying down and rolling in the mud, his face full of excitement.
"Hey hey hey, hey hey hey."
The ten thousand poisonous hippopotamus smiles stupidly and is full of happiness.
He practiced by inhaling toxins, and the traces of poison paths would continuously breed poisonous insects on his skin, biting them day and night, making it difficult for him to sleep or eat well.
Although the sea water here is cold, it cannot resist the tenacious vitality of the poisonous insects, which exhausts him mentally and physically.
It once surfaced and allowed a group of toads and crabs to help clean up poisonous insects.
However, the toads were cute and the crabs were clumsy, and their efforts for a long time had no effect. The poisonous insects crawling on them only stimulated the poisonous insects, making them even more violent.
After suffering from the brilliance, he originally thought of complaining to the pink crystal jellyfish, but he became playful and cunning, so he grabbed a pink crystal and was chased by the entire tribe for four or five days. He finally gave up after being whipped all over his body. Now, the entire group of pink crystal jellyfish floats above his head all day long, blocking his way out of the sea. Anyone who dares to show his head will be whipped crazily.
It’s too difficult.
The Venomous Hippo wakes up from nightmares with tears streaming down its face every day. In addition to being unable to play with its friends on the sea surface, the itching and pain on its back has also become more severe.
Now, the time for silt to appear is just right.
The ten thousand poisonous hippopotamus only needs to roll in the mud, and those stubborn poisonous insects will be immediately suffocated by the sealed mud. All strange feelings will disappear instantly, and there will be an indescribable feeling of comfort all over the body.
"Happy, happy."
The ten thousand poisonous hippopotamus couldn't help but scream a few times. It lay down in the thick mud and stretched out comfortably. Feeling the increasingly rich ocean, its heart became brighter and brighter.
He was full of pride in the cold embrace of the mud, shaking his head and humming.
"Humph, it doesn't matter if I become a prisoner. As long as I, the sixth one, practice hard, I will eventually break through the haze and see the light of day. When the time comes~"
Having said this, the ten thousand poisonous hippopotamus suddenly gritted his teeth and cursed.
"It's all that Anshi's fault. He threw me here without a word. When I get out, I will definitely make him look good. He looks like a sanctimonious slave. Thinking of it makes me feel sick to my stomach."
He kept muttering, and his hatred for Anshi became more and more intense, and he wished he could kill him now.
But when the rage dissipated, the ten thousand poisonous hippopotamus lay crying in the mud again.
"What's the use of hating me anymore, Lao Liu won't be able to get out for the rest of his life."
"God, please save the child and let me escape from this sea of suffering as soon as possible."
"If you, old man, can't do it, you can just arrange for someone to get An Shi. When the time comes, I, the sixth one, will definitely take the lead of that benefactor."
"Ah, who are you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man with a kind face suddenly appeared in front of him.
"I heard that killing An Shi will gain your loyalty, can you count?"
The hoarse voice rang in his ears, making the Ten Thousand Poison Hippo slightly afraid. He kept twisting his fat body into the mud and said in a panic.
"Do the numbers, do the numbers. Senior wants to help me with this."
"Then you make an oath to heaven, and I will help you fulfill your wish."
"Okay."
Pointing its chubby hooves towards the bright moon on the sea, the ten thousand poisonous hippopotamus stuttered and said.