Their bodies are petite and cute, and with wings on their backs, they can fly freely in the sky.
The silk threads swallowed by the velvet spider can be entangled with clouds, continuously improving the foundation of the cloud path, and it is a popular auxiliary beast.
Manjusri came to the depths of the sea of clouds, squatted down, and gently tore open the clouds. Sure enough, he found countless busy velvet spiders inside.
They continue to swallow milk threads, weaving into continuous sheets inside the clouds, and continue to provide benefits to the entire sea of clouds.
Just from these layouts, we can see how much Jin Zha paid attention to this sea of clouds.
At this time, the Gengdu Mountains became completely lively.
Countless Western creatures came in droves and gathered around the green bamboo forest, their eyes full of excitement and excitement, waiting for Manjushri Bodhisattva's sermon.
In addition to the hundreds of millions of local bhikkhus, there are also countless admiring beings and several powerful Buddhists, all of whom are looking forward to this sermon.
In the main hall, Tathagata's face looked a little ugly. Looking at the grand scenery of the Gengdu Mountains in the distance, he couldn't help but feel sad.
As the current Buddha, he has devoted great efforts to the great development of Buddhism and devoted countless efforts. Even his own practice has entered a period of peace. However, despite this, he is still not recognized by living beings.
In contrast, Manjusri traveled through the wilderness and did all kinds of bad things, but he was deeply loved by all living beings. The huge gap in front of him made him doubt his own path.
At this time, the dazzling Mahavira Palace had already become empty. Except for a few powerful men from the Maitreya faction and the Buddha who had always been aloof from worldly affairs, almost all Western high-level officials went to the Gengdu Mountains to cheer for Manjusri's sermon.<
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"Why is Buddha so troubled?"
Just when Tathagata was frowning, a faint green light condensed in the temple.
Patriarch Bodhi's face looked like the spring breeze, his hands held the floating dust in his hands, and he appeared quietly.
His long hair is snow-white and soft, swaying slightly with the precious light, exuding a pure and bright charm.
"It's okay!" Tathagata's face was particularly ugly, but he didn't say what he was thinking. Instead, he looked at Bodhi who suddenly appeared and frowned slightly.
"Ancestor has always been quiet and inactive, how come you have time to come to me now?"
"Haha, now Buddha, you care too much about immediate benefits, but never make long-term plans, so you are shackled by Manjushri everywhere. Even as a Buddha, you feel exhausted and unable to resist at all."
Patriarch Bodhi said with a smile, immediately exposing the Tathagata's fig leaf.
"Buddhism is a mixed bag, and various forces are intertwined. If you want to completely gain a foothold here, you must have sufficient foundation and bargaining chips. The strength of the quasi-sage realm alone is far from enough."
"Look at Manjushri Bodhisattva. He has hundreds of millions of monks as his foundation, and holds the Eight Treasures Merit Pool. He completely controls the lifeline of Buddhism. Even the ancient Buddhas who are lofty above have to go to cultivate mountains and study mountains to flatter themselves. This shows how important he is to Buddhism.
Sex."
"The Medicine Master controls the Glazed World, is the leader of several Medicine Attendants, and is the direct disciple. Maitreya is the future Buddha, and controls the future rise and fall of Buddhism. Lu Ya is the prince of the demon clan, and the burning lamp has twenty-four heavens. Even
Samantabhadra has the backing of the yellow sand sea, and they are able to travel unimpeded in Buddhism not because of kindness and compassion, but because of their deep foundation."
Hearing this, Tathagata's face became even more ugly.
He frowned tightly, stared at Bodhi and said coldly.
"Hmph, what you said is quite clear, but when you tricked me into Buddhism, I didn't even get a reward from the Taoist temple. How can I compare with them now?"
"Buddha, don't be angry. You have a different meaning to Buddhism. Mount Sumeru is your ashram. You are the protagonist of the congratulations of all races. Aren't you the Buddha now?" Patriarch Bodhi twisted his long beard and explained in a soft voice.
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He slowly stretched out his left hand, and out of his delicate and warm palm, there was a fruit with flowing light, swaying slightly.
"I know that the Buddha feels aggrieved, so I came here to help. This Luojia fruit was conceived by the original body, and it contains a large amount of Taoist aggregates. If it is taken, it will definitely make the Buddha's physical body reach a higher level."
Luojiaguo floated instantly, blooming with rich essence brilliance.
Like a meteor, it fell directly into the Tathagata's arms, emitting a majestic wave of aura.
Tathagata frowned slightly, collected the fruit calmly, and then said impatiently: "Don't bother me, tell me, why did you come here this time?"
"Journey to the West is about to begin. As the protagonist, Buddhism must naturally prepare in advance. Buddha, don't forget it."
"Don't worry, we have already given instructions here. Six years from now, Buddhism will invite all the powerful people from the ancient times to hold a orchid fruit gathering to discuss Taoism and preach the Dharma."
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Colorful flowers flying all over the sky slowly descended along the sky.
Manjusri sat cross-legged on the dazzling golden lotus, with a smile on his face, explaining the practice tips of the "Vajra Prajna Sutra" to all living beings.
When plowing through the mountains, the formation that had been hidden for several years quietly rotated, instantly exploding the accumulated aura into a rich and viscous ocean of milk.
The creatures were bathed in the wave of aura, showing expressions of joy and excitement.
They were mesmerized by listening to it. Under Manjusri's gentle guidance, their realm gradually improved, and they gradually broke through the shackles and obstacles.
Suddenly, Manjusri suddenly tapped his hands, and the world instantly became dark.
The sea of clouds entrenched in the sky suddenly disappeared, replaced by the dazzling stars in the sky.
Wherever the stars shine, the light is dazzling. As Manjusri's thoughts move slightly, countless starlight essences fall into the mortal world, tempering the physical bodies of many living beings.
"Oh my God, such pure star power. Manjushri is really rich and powerful, and he is willing to share this stuff."
"That's natural. There are so many Buddhas in the West, but Manjushri is the only one who has no pretensions and can care about the life and death of ordinary living beings."
"I heard that during this period, the monks who cultivated and read the mountains have restored 30,000 miles of heaven and earth. I am really impressed by them."
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The voices of singing and praising were endless, which made Manjusri sigh with emotion.
No matter what time it is, reputation is always the most powerful treasure.
He slowly closed his eyes, bathed in the depths of the stars, reviewed the past and learned the new, and once again polished and solidified the foundation through preaching and teaching.
The dazzling golden light wheel was spinning rapidly behind his head.
The unique charm of merit sways the heaven and earth, making Manjusri even more sacred and solemn.
"If my memory is correct, Tathagata should be very busy right now. The Journey to the West is about to begin. Can the Orchid Bongo Festival be far behind? The opportunity for Buddhism to completely revitalize starts with this banquet."
"It's a pity that after Jin Chanzi secretly killed the two three-body Buddhas, his realm improved very quickly. I'm afraid it won't take long to break through to the quasi-sage. How will Tathagata deal with it at that time, or suppress it?
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After Manjusri was reborn, the development of things had already deviated from the historical track, which made him extremely looking forward to what would happen next.
"Calculating the time carefully, the inheritance of the Great Sage Baoguang should have been corroded by the formation. It seems that I will find a time to go to Beiming to take back the inheritance of the light path."
The voice of the sermon became louder and louder, attracting waves of rays of light and fragrant wind. Countless creatures were immersed in the vision, listening intoxicatedly.
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East China Sea.
Dragon Clan Treasure House.
Looking at the empty warehouse, Ao Xing was so frightened that he almost couldn't breathe.
"Ancestor Huanglong, please listen to my explanation!" His voice was hoarse, and there was panic in his words.
"No problem!"
Huang Long waved his hand disapprovingly and did not hold Ao Xing responsible.
The resources in the dragon clan's treasure house were taken away by Yuan Nan. Although Huang Long was possessed by the other party, his consciousness was still retained, so he saw what happened.
The reason why he came to the treasure house was because in his vague memory, Yuan Nan took out a seed from his sleeve while searching for resources.
At that time, none of the powerful men present found any clues, but Huang Long was almost certain that the seed was left for him.
"You, get out."
Huang Long said coldly, Ao Xing quickly bowed and saluted, and then quickly left the Dragon Clan's treasure house.
"Dragon King, how is the situation inside?"
At this time, a young man wearing a black robe quietly came to Ao Xing's side.
His expression of concern and sighing words made Ao Xing's heart suddenly feel calmer.
"The treasure house was stolen by the powerful, and the Dragon Clan's tens of thousands of years of accumulation were exhausted. Fortunately, the Yellow Dragon Ancestor did not blame me, otherwise I, the Dragon King, would definitely have died."
Ao Xing exhaled slightly, as if he had not recovered from the fear just now.
He looked at the young man in front of him and suddenly asked.
"Luochun, when did you join the Dragon Clan camp?"
Alarm bells suddenly rang in Luo Chun's heart, thoughts flashed rapidly in his mind, but on the surface he pretended to be calm and calm.
"Reporting back to my ancestor, I joined the Dragon Clan from the early days of the Lich Tribulation. I was originally the vanguard of Senior Long Xiang. Later, I participated in the Battle of Liushan and the Battle of Baixin. I was promoted to official positions one after another and joined the East China Sea Dragon Clan camp.
Almost six thousand years ago."
"Oh, yes, yes." Ao Xing nodded thoughtfully, and then took out a jade talisman from his arms.
"The Dragon Clan of the East China Sea is the leader of the four seas. It controls a total of eight elite water tribes. This is the military talisman that represents the elite soldiers of the Blue Flag. From now on, I will leave it to you to take care of and train."
When Luo Chun heard this, he immediately took the jade talisman happily.
This jade talisman is in the shape of a small shark with blue fins on its back. It opens its mouth and wants to swallow everything. It is the most ferocious elite soldier in the East China Sea.
Luo Chun put the jade talisman away, and after thanking him happily, he suddenly froze on the spot and asked doubtfully: "Dragon King, I am not of the dragon bloodline. These elite soldiers should be in the hands of the direct descendant Longzi~"
"Hmph, you can't get into the elegant hall with just those wine bags and rice bags, but you still want to control the elite soldiers of the East China Sea, bah!"
Ao Xing immediately cursed loudly.
Nowadays, the prehistoric period can be described as a troubled time, with countless factions fighting against each other and creating several geniuses.
Baixi Mountain, Wuyang Island, Lanshan Temple, Baoshu Cave...
Under the leadership of these powerful geniuses, the forces that had done nothing in the past actually came from behind and began to dominate the ancient times.
In contrast, the Dragon Clan, as a powerful ancient clan, has always been so tepid. How can Ao Xing, who wants to promote the Dragon Clan, accept it?
He looked at the ever-changing sky, waved gently, and Luo Chun retreated knowingly.
Prime Minister Turtle was old and walked over with a smile.
Ao Xing frowned and said loudly: "From now on, all the dragon sons who are missing will be sent to the lake. Those who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the dragon clan will be sent back to the four seas. Those who disobey the order will be killed!"
"Yes!"
Inside the Dragon Clan Treasure House.
Huanglong paced back and forth, looking for clues.
Finally, he found the shriveled seed in a corner.
This seed is all apricot yellow, dry and rotten, but it is filled with a faint fragrance.
Huang Long, as the Golden Immortal of Chanjiao, naturally has a broad vision and rich experience, so he could see the origin of this seed on the spot.
East window!
He squatted down, picked up the Dongchuang seeds, then cut his wrist and poured blood on the seeds.
Gulu Gulu, Gulu Gulu...
The seeds instantly became full, like a hungry pot-bellied ghost, crazily devouring the blood of the yellow dragon.
After a while, the seeds slowly floated in the air, flashing with dazzling light.
The slender buds break through the shell, grow happily and happily, and bloom into delicate and bright yellow flowers.
The flowers have many petals and are fragrant.
Huanglong picked it, and the flower instantly burst into flames.
The rich firelight hit my face, but there was no burning feeling, as if the warm spring breeze was plundering my cheeks.
At the same time, Yuan Nan's voice rang out in the firelight.
"Huang Long, when I was young, I once asked Zulong what the meaning of all things cultivation is for. Zulong told me at that time that there are countless reasons for living. As for why we live, no one can answer this question.
, only your own heart knows best. If you want to know the meaning of practice, you can only find it yourself."
"The Dragon Clan is a race blessed by heaven and earth. It is the leader of the ancient scale-armored aquatic tribe. It is an auspicious beast that inherits the struggle of Dao Yun. If we want to revive the ancient glory again, we must work together and not be afraid of hardships. No matter it is the ocean or the river, there will be battles.
Wherever there is sacrifice, no matter whether it is a high-altitude quasi-sage or an ant as low as dust, they cannot escape the fate of death, but they have a unique power that can cut through the darkness, illuminate the way forward, and allow the dragon clan to reshape the past.
Glory, this power, is called love."
Yuannan's voice is warm and subtle, inheriting Zulong's consciousness and explaining the meaning of practice to Huanglong across the distance of time.
Every sentence contains a unique understanding and care for the dragon clan.
He talked a lot, including the confusion and pain of his initial practice, the various events he experienced, the process of constant thinking, and the memories of many insights.
Listening to Yuan Nan's words, Huang Long seemed to have traveled through time and witnessed the life of this top powerhouse.
Among them, there is a sentence that makes Huang Long feel a lot.
"The Dragon Clan is the boundless ocean, and we are the sea water in the ocean. The old sages evaporate into dark clouds and drop pure rainwater and vitality, providing new energy for future generations. We are the pure rainwater falling from the sky into the ocean.
No matter we are born, old, sick, or dead, the ocean will not remember our existence, but those new rains are witnesses of our lives. In this kind of gestation and witness, the activity of the ocean becomes more and more intense.
, the Dragon Clan’s heritage becomes stronger and stronger, slowly moving towards prosperity and prosperity.”
"Whether it is Zulong, me, or ordinary fish and shrimps, we will all fall into the wave. The difference is just the length of time. Facing the mediocre life, I once felt deeply afraid, but I also feel the same in my heart.
It is very clear that no one can escape the fate of death, so before it disappears into ashes, shining the last light for the dragon clan, maybe when my soul is shattered, I can face death calmly and calmly."
At the end of the letter.
"Huang Long, I think I have found the answer. I hope it will be helpful to you."