Chapter 36: Protecting yourself and giving birth to dragonflies
"No, I was cheated!"
The ten thousand poisonous hippopotamus lies in the mud and howls loudly, constantly slapping the sea surface with its thick hooves.
It's heart is like a knife, broken down with grief and anger, and a lot of tears and snot are pouring out.
"What the hell is this? That guy is actually the evil man who trapped me here and killed An Shi."
The ten thousand poisonous hippopotamus gritted his teeth and pushed himself up. As soon as he said a few bad words about Manjusri, his internal organs suddenly felt severe pain.
This kind of pain was so sharp that it could not be resisted with physical strength, causing the Venomous Hippo's throat to tumble and spit out blood mixed with internal organ fragments.
Being calculated.
Isn't the oath of heaven a child's play? It has now become the slave of Manjusri. Even if there is the slightest thought of resistance, the body will be mutilated by the power of faith.
It's a trivial matter for the internal organs to be damaged. If the situation is serious, God may punish you and your soul will be shattered.
It lay limp in the mud, gasping for air, and tears rushed out unsatisfactorily.
I am so desperate. As long as I close my eyes, I will see myself like a fool, devoutly swearing to the way of heaven.
Also, Manjusri’s cunning face.
After half a stick of incense, the pain in the body gradually dissipated, and Wanhai Hippo finally felt relieved.
It climbed up from the mud with a groan, pressed its slightly clogged chest with its chubby hooves, and pretended to be strong to comfort itself.
"Humph, isn't it just about managing this sea area? It's no problem for me, Lao Liu, at all. I will practice diligently during this period. When I master the truth of my words, it will be the day when Manjusri will fall into a catastrophe.
Poof."
"No, it's channel backlash again."
At this time, in the Magnolia Courtyard.
The locust trees rustled, and the pure scent of the wooden path filled the courtyard.
The Qingyun golden lanterns are swaying in the sky like stars, reed flowers, and goose feathers, setting off the bright and warm atmosphere here.
This treasure can bloom with brilliance full of blessings, dispel darkness and evolve into light, leading the owner to find the direction in the fog.
At the beginning, after Yuanshi Tianzun obtained it at Fenbao Cliff, he placed it in the preaching place of Yuxu Palace for daily lighting.
For the Taoist who has a big family and a great business, the golden lamp is not a precious thing. For the saint, it is just an object to play with, but in Manjusri's heart, it is a dream thing.
When he first came to Kunlun Mountain to worship, Manjusri often practiced under the light of the Qingyun Golden Lantern. At that time, he was afraid of the difficulties and obstacles in the practice, and he often felt hesitant and uneasy.
It was this lamp that illuminated the silent night and made him realize the meaning of practice.
Although it is a faint light, it will always be bright.
Manjusri exhaled, pinched the treasure seal with his right hand, and held the cold bottle with his left hand.
The spiritual power in the courtyard suddenly surged, turning into white clouds and steaming dogs, and the endless auspicious light bloomed as brightly as stars.
The cold and bright moonlight seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance, and slowly fell towards the top of his head along the lunar star.
The jade plate is pure and flawless, silently nurturing mountains, rivers, forests and lakes.
The creatures who practice the moon path and the secret path all leave the cave to breathe spiritual power towards the lunar star when the moonlight is beautiful.
In the bright white jade, there seems to be a soft woman, combing her long hair slowly with a comb, and her dull voice is faintly heard.
Keng, Keng, Keng...
At this time, the light of the Mingzhi Pearl is equally brilliant.
The heavens are filled with fragrant grass and rich in minerals.
Nirvana Xuanwu is sleeping soundly in the south, the winding path is spreading in the west and is extremely abrupt in the grassland. In the eastern sky, soft and plump little dark clouds are floating, shaking and shaking.
The little novice monk knelt on the sand dune with a solemn face and pious eyes, reciting scriptures in a low voice.
With his effort, the incense burner became more refined and purer, no longer as tattered and dusty as it was at first, revealing its green-like texture inside, as clear and flawless as pure water coral.
The smoke lingers gently, exuding bursts of fragrance.
Under the old locust tree, the moonlight shines through the leaves and scatters on the plain white robe, leaving mottled light and shadow.
On the forehead, the golden ancient mark is filled with an aura of desolation.
The dusty note floated out and landed firmly in Manjusri's hand.
"Vajra Prajna Sutra"
The dust on the notebook has reduced a little, revealing the yellow-brown color of the notebook itself, and the chain is still firmly bound.
The seal of the second scripture has disappeared, quietly waiting for Manjusri's review.
With a calm expression on his face, he carefully opened the second chapter of the letter, and countless green catkins suddenly floated out from it.
Three hundred and sixty-five green Buddhist inscriptions twisted their bodies and jumped out of the script, hugging Manjusri happily and not letting go.
Manjusri ignored these green little guys, clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and murmured the second sutra.
"Protect the body and enlighten the Dharma, feel empathy and generate fragrance, soar into the sky, achieve all the worldly and extra-mundane things you seek, recite them countless times, and be free from all suffering..."
Protect yourself!
Wow~
Inside the heavens, strange flowers and plants sway violently.
The breeze comes from nowhere and floats quietly on the grassland.
It is like smooth and soft fingers, picking open the budding flowers and gently combing the lush grass.
Warm radiance suddenly poured out from the Mingzhu Pearl, gathering into thousands of dense emerald green air masses.
Manjusri's face was solemn and his speech was clear. After reciting the entire sutra, the air masses exploded one after another and huge dragonflies emerged from it. They flew against the brilliance of the Pearl of the Sun and kept buzzing with joy.
Sitting on the ground and chanting sutras devoutly, the novice monk seemed to be pulled by the dragonflies. He put down his hands and raised his head to look up at the sky. His clear eyes seemed to contain bright stars.
There are three hundred and sixty-five dragonflies in total, with three pairs of emerald green wings, shining brightly in the light of day.
The Ming Dynasty Pearl spit out a golden auspicious cloud, which was surrounded by curious dragonflies. It was like biting and pulling dough, and after a long time, there was a prototype of a treasure inside.
The treasure was still being gestated, and its shape was not very clear. Manjusri narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling extremely expectant in his heart.
There are a total of 8,564 Buddhist treasures. The treasures conceived each time in the "Vajra Prajna Sutra" cannot be determined, but appear randomly within the same range of effects.
There are hundreds of kinds of protective equipment that Manjusri knows. In addition to the orthodox Zen staff, residual candles, and rulers, there are also hand openings, cloud platforms, and treasure mountains...
"While conquering the World of Flowers, the last bamboo luck consumption was spent on flower stone shells, and the luck in obtaining treasures was restored.
It would be great if we could activate the amplification chapter and add a green bamboo to bring good luck before that. The body protector bred by the technique is definitely in line with the current situation.
However, I don’t have many resources now. Even if I can increase my wealth first, so what, it will be difficult to repay the incense burner in the future, and it will backfire and make it difficult to move forward with bad luck. It is better to place my hope on luck like now."
Thinking of this, Manjusri felt a little comforted. Looking at the golden ball of light, the dragonflies had already torn it into its rough shape.
The tailless hat was spinning around, and it was full of pits, and there was a unique aura seeping out of it.
When Manjusri saw this, his eyes were full of secret joy and his heart was excited.