After the Lich War ended, the few remaining strong men of the demon clan went to Beiming to continue their practice under the protection of the demon master Kunpeng.
This famously bitter and cold place has therefore become the cradle of the demon clan.
Looking around, we can see that almost all the geniuses of the demon clan with outstanding talents have been trained by Beiming in successive catastrophes to prepare for the future reappearance of the demon clan.
However, Manjusri knew that the development of Beiming, which seemed to be in full swing, was always blocked by Nuwa.
Nuwa, a saint of the demon clan.
She is the first top powerhouse to achieve Hunyuan, and she is also the favorite disciple of Taoist Hongjun. Not only has she reached the pinnacle of the Dao of Creation, but she has also reached the eighth level of the Dao of Refining, Love, and Soul.
Moreover, there are also several wise and powerful experts who have deduced that it is not the way of creation that Nuwa achieved Hunyuan, but the way of humanity.
Such a mysterious and powerful person will never stop easily.
Nuwa seemed to have no desires, but she secretly planned the ancient world. During the Conferring God Calamity, she used the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb to stir up the situation and promote the development of the entire calamity.
She arranged the heavens and the underworld, using Yue Lao and Meng Po as chess pieces to continuously improve her emotional understanding. She also lived in seclusion outside the sky, refining the charm of chaos, and continued to improve the way of creation.
In his previous life, Manjusri had witnessed with his own eyes the scene of Nuwa sweeping across the wilderness and suppressing the Three Purities with one hand.
This top powerhouse is far more terrifying than imagined.
Nowadays, many great demons in Beiming cannot leave Luzhou territory at all, and they are also shackled by Nuwa.
She holds the demon summoning flag in her hand and captures all the great saints and true spirits from ancient times in the treasure house.
Just like the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb, the demon summoning flag swayed gently, even the quasi-sage demon would be controlled by this treasure.
If Kunpeng hadn't used Hetu Luoshu to create the magical power Mengchen, I'm afraid that all the current high-level officials of Beiming would have become Nuwa's puppets.
Since Lu Ya joined the West, he has been busy traveling and traveled to Beiming several times. This is the reason.
He is the prince of the demon clan, with great luck and prosperity. He is the spiritual leader who will dominate the demon clan in the future, and is also the opponent of Nuwa when she returns to rule the demon clan.
"Fellow Taoist, Nuwa is a saint. Although she has a cold temperament, she has top-notch combat power after all. If the demon tribe can be protected by this strong man, your growth environment will be much better than it is now." p>
Manjusri frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then said.
In his previous life, he didn't know much about the internal situation of the demon clan, so he didn't know many details.
Hearing what Manjusri said, Lu Ya smiled bitterly and shook his head, then slowly spoke.
"This idea of yours was originally proposed by Jiuying. You can enjoy the shade by leaning against a big tree. Everyone knows this truth."
"However, don't forget that during the Lich Tribulation, Nuwa personally forged the Witch-Slaying Sword in order to improve her status in the Demon Clan, and gave it to her father to slaughter the human race, in order to unseal the treasure. The human race is
With her foundation in enlightenment, Nuwa can be so evil and ruthless, let alone our demon clan."
"Indeed."
Manjusri nodded calmly and immediately understood the key.
Betrayal is enough if you do it once.
Unswerving allies must always maintain trust. Any cracks will lead to irreversible consequences.
Looking at the pale flowing meaning, Lu Ya's mood suddenly became depressed.
His voice was slightly hoarse, his eyes showed a touch of vicissitudes, and his body seemed to become decadent in an instant.
"Manjusri, they all allowed me to grow up and become the leader of the demon clan, but no one asked me if this is what I want to do."
"In the calculation of heaven, my brother, mother, and friends all died one after another in calamities. The sea has changed, and things and people have changed. Now I don't want to be the prince of the demon clan. I just want to practice peace of mind like a normal living being.
Isn’t it possible?”
Seeing Lu Ya's decadent appearance, Manjusri felt the same way.
He stretched out his hand and touched Lu Ya's head.
The unique warmth of the three-legged golden crow slowly flows along the fingertips and into the heart, making Manjusri suddenly feel warm.
"Lu Ya, don't be sad, everything will get better."
"Whether it is the demon clan or Nuwa, they are just stepping stones for your growth. Your talents are far better than those of the Emperor Jun back then."
"So, don't worry, follow the call from the bottom of your heart, ride the wind and waves, and fly high."
"No matter what the final result is, I will be by your side, always."
Manjusri's gentle words were like light shining into the darkness, causing Lu Ya to wake up from his sadness in an instant.
He raised his head blankly and looked at Manjusri in front of him, feeling suddenly warm in his heart.
At this time, Manjusri was like his father in person, always standing in front of him, able to stand firm no matter the wind and rain in the outside world.
"Okay!"
Lu Ya looked firmly and murmured.
In an instant, a golden halo of brilliance appeared behind him, shining brightly and illuminating the heaven and earth.
The domineering and noble gilded brilliance renders the heaven and earth like a flowing rainbow, and even the stretching sea of clouds is wrapped in this rich charm.
The magnificent cry resounded through the sky.
There is a three-legged golden crow with a vigorous head, fluttering its wings and flying high, blooming with endless rays of light in the sky.
At this time, many Buddhas in the West looked towards the sky and the land, full of respect and yearning in their hearts.
"With the arrival of the Great Sun, the realm has improved again. It is truly a prosperous age in the West."
Ran Deng looked away, the old god was there, stroking and playing with the Dinghai Pearl in his palms, feeling the charm of the world coming to him, with a faint smile on his lips.
He could clearly feel that as the Dinghai Pearl was gradually refined, his understanding of the Dao became increasingly clear.
"Haha, apart from Lu Ya, Ksitigarbha, and Kong Xuan, the only high-end combat power in the West is Tathagata and I. Now that Manjusri's power has increased again, I wonder if Tathagata can let me play in the calamity of the journey to the west." Maitreya, who was sitting next to Ran Deng, said with a kind face and a smile.
"Buddhas in the past, don't think of things so simply. If Tathagata wants to gain a foothold in Buddhism, he has only two choices, either to continuously improve his own realm, or to develop his power and increase his prestige."
"It's a pity that in Buddhism nowadays, Manjusri is at the height of his power. Even the two sages in the West can't touch its edge. Even our direct disciples have to rely on the breath of their noses, let alone Tathagata, a latecomer, and the pharmacist's glass
In the Pure Land, my paradise world, as well as the camp of ancient Buddhas who intercepted the religion, the power that the Tathagata can cultivate is minimal."
"All he can do now is to improve his own level. Therefore, he will definitely be extra stingy and will not let go of any opportunity during the later journey to the west."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a pity."
Ran Deng shook his head helplessly, and then focused on the Dinghai Pearl in his palm again.
At the same time, Beiming.
The bitingly cold sea water is blooming with frost.
In the Demon Master's Palace, Kunpeng was sitting on the throne, his eyes were deep, staring at the eternal ocean, and his mouth was suddenly filled with bitterness.
"Demon Emperor, after so many years, the prince is still suppressed by Nuwa. It is all useless for us."
Kunpeng sighed, put Hetuluoshu in his hand, and rubbed it gently.
These two innate spiritual treasures are blooming with the splendid brilliance of wisdom. When placed in front of them, waves of ethereal charm can still be faintly conveyed.
The brilliance flows and the aura emerges.
Kunpeng narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze was profound, as if he could see through the long river of life and come to the distant ancient times.
At that time, he and Di Jun, Fu Xi, Tu Shan, Bai Ze and other great Zhidao demons joined forces to deduce formations. Although life was miserable, the demon clan was constantly improving.
But now...
Kunpeng looked into the distance, feeling the vicissitudes of life flowing out.
Nowadays, the reputation of the Monster Clan is gradually declining, and countless strong men have fallen. In Dongsheng Shenzhou, they have even become mounts and pets.
When the glory fades with time, all that remains is sadness and depression.
The development speed of Beiminghai is slower than Kunpeng initially expected. As time goes by, the demon clan's fear of the saint has become weaker.
They were no longer afraid of the dangers of the demon-calling flags, and left Luzhou one after another, and were eventually suppressed by Nuwa in Chongtian.
Now, during the Journey to the West, it is Nuwa who is behind the scenes and adding fuel to the flames, allowing Buddhism and Heaven to join forces to completely slaughter the demon clan of Dongzhou.
Kunpeng thought of countless ways to change this situation, but was still unable to do anything.
"Demon Master, don't worry. Those who left Beiming are all unruly people. Leaving them here is also a hidden danger."
At this moment, Jiu Ying walked in from outside. Seeing Kunpeng's frown, he quickly started to persuade him.
"Tell the demon master something happy. The prince has beheaded his body. The news has already spread in the world of Kong Ming. You are worried here, so you know it too late."
"Really!"
After hearing this, Kunpeng immediately sat up straight and asked in disbelief.
"Of course, I have no intention of lying to you."
Jiuying said with a smile, and then took out a blue gem from his arms.
The gemstones are shining, blooming with brilliant colors, and the surface is dotted with wave patterns, which looks particularly mysterious.
"This gem, called Long Tongue, is a specialty of the West. Some time ago, Manjusri buried hundreds of them deep in the ice when he was fighting against the calamity in Wanchuan."
"He just asked me to dig it out in Wanchuan through channel means. The things recorded in it may be useful to us."
When Kunpeng heard this, he flicked his fingers, a faint stream of light flashed out, rolled up the long tongue gem, and placed it lightly in front of him.
Spiritual power is like a tide, rushing endlessly.
The gem instantly levitated and bloomed with extremely brilliant brilliance.
The wave pattern on the surface ripples instantly, looking dreamlike and blooming with a unique charm.
At the same time, Manjusri's voice slowly came out.
"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, when you activate this long tongue, I have already broken through to the quasi-sage. According to the original agreement, you should..."