The waves are surging, and the waves are shocking.
Countless Shuras with ferocious faces are practicing in the sea of blood.
The Rakshasa girl was wearing a bright red dress, sitting on the slowly rotating blood lotus, her eyes full of solemnity and anxiety.
"Alas!"
She sighed helplessly, then spit out the wind and fire plantain from her mouth, urged the spiritual yun to activate it, and felt the Tao yun coming towards her face.
"Time is like an arrow, and the sun and moon are like shuttles."
"I really didn't expect that before I even set foot in Daluo, the Journey to the West would quietly begin."
Thinking of this, the Rakshasa girl's face became slightly ugly.
The current situation of Blood Sea is even worse than Kunlun Mountain.
Chanjiao seems to be in a sorry state, but the remaining disciples are all Kunlun's ministers, and with the help of the Emperor of Heaven in Anji, it is very easy to turn around.
In comparison, Blood Sea looks extremely embarrassed.
There are internal and external troubles, and there are many disasters.
As the second disciple, Ksitigarbha led the army and went directly to the underworld to transform thousands of evil ghosts. He was truly capable of doing good deeds that benefited the world. However, the sea of blood was a filthy place, but it was eroded by the light of the Buddha day and night.
Nowadays, many Shura have quietly left the Sea of Blood and gone to the West to practice the wonderful Dharma of Buddhism.
Moreover, Ancestor Styx was seriously injured in the Battle of Kunlun.
Although the physical body recovery ability of a strong person who practices the blood path is several times stronger than that of ordinary creatures, Manjusri's cruelty left a shadow in Styx's heart, and he has not recovered until now.
Looking around, the entire sea of blood actually depends on the Rakshasa girl to operate safely.
Every time she thought about this, she felt a little headache.
"The teacher once said that my chance does not lie in the sea of blood, but in Dongsheng Shenzhou, but the specific situation is difficult to deduce. Is this the legendary Ying Jie?"
The Rakshasa girl thought about it and frowned slightly.
She is a creature of the sea of blood, good at killing, pursuing strong combat power, and has never been afraid of hardship.
Therefore, after knowing the low point of opportunity, I can’t wait to go to Dongzhou.
Wow...
At this moment, the sea of blood rolled instantly.
The fishy and unpleasant smell was overwhelming, and a ferocious-looking Shura slowly appeared in the bloody light.
This is because Shura's realm is extraordinarily profound. Every move he makes exudes terrifying pressure, like a mighty mountain, causing the Rakshasa girl to suddenly feel a surge of pressure.
"Young Master, there is news from the underworld that Manjusri has recaptured Jinji Mountain. All the ghosts who opposed it were slaughtered on the spot, and no one survived."
Hiss~
Hearing this, the Rakshasa girl looked sideways and took a breath.
"He is really so decisive?"
When Manjusri went to the City of Wasted Death to regain the lost territory, the Rakshasa girl knew what happened through her eyes and ears.
She originally thought that Manjusri wanted to scare the monkeys, and wanted to use the fury of thunder to make those young people dare not act recklessly, and then slowly lose ground.
However, she never expected that Dufa would be so ruthless and decisive, sweeping across the underworld and killing all the opposing voices on the spot without any scruples.
"It's really scary."
The Rakshasa girl was filled with emotion and couldn't help but admire her.
"So, what's the situation now?" She looked at Shura standing in front of her, her eyes flashing brightly, making the latter's heart flutter.
"In addition to Jinji Mountain, there are also areas such as Song Emperor City, Wangxiang Terrace, Guimen Pass, etc., which were all killed by Manjusri. All the rebellious ghosts were wiped out. Now, except Naihe Bridge and the purgatory controlled by Ksitigarbha, the rest of the areas have long been destroyed.
The underworld is in control again."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really cruel."
Hearing this, the Rakshasa girl couldn't help but marvel.
She looked at Shura in front of her and nodded with satisfaction.
"It's very good, Youjie, to be able to find out so much information quietly. From now on, please stay with me."
Shura quickly knelt down on the ground respectfully, with bursts of joy in his eyes.
"Thank you young master for the reward."
At the same time, by the Naihe Bridge.
Manjusri strolled in the courtyard and came to Po Meng.
At this time, the Naihe Bridge was widened many times compared to the original one.
The simple and elegant bridge seems to have no end, stretching on the weird and gorgeous Naihe.
The other shore flower blooms with magnificent luster and slowly blooms between heaven and earth.
Countless ghosts with dull eyes came here in a daze due to the operation of various ghost missions, and ended up with Meng Po Tang mixed with seven emotions and six desires.
Gulu, Gulu...
The fragrant Mengpo soup flows down the throat and into the heart and spleen, bursting out with a unique flavor in an instant.
Po Meng, who has gray hair and a stooped body, is busy on the Naihe Bridge.
"Fellow Taoist, I haven't seen you for several years, but I didn't expect you to have broken through to quasi-sage. It's really gratifying and congratulatory."
The moment Manjusri appeared, Po Meng stopped what she was doing, raised her dim eyes, and looked at Manjusri.
"Haha, this is all the result of going through many hardships. I am not as lucky as Empress Nuwa. I was favored by the Taoist ancestors since I was born. I can directly become a Hunyuan saint with my merits of mending the sky and creating humans."
Manjusri came to Po Meng's side with deep eyes.
He looked at the cauldron next to him that was churning smoke, and suddenly stretched out his hand and tapped the surface twice.
Bang, bang!
In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the glory was brilliant.
The unique warm charm of love quietly appears in front of you.
Manjusri narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the emotions inside, and couldn't help but marvel at Po Meng's attainments in love.
"The saint's method is really clever. He placed you and Yue Lao in heaven and earth respectively to control the marriage emotions of all things in the world. It seems that after so many years, her love attainments have already reached the eighth level of heaven, and she is far away from the final
The peak is only a hair’s breadth away.”
After hearing this, Po Meng shook her head helplessly.
She looked at Manjusri, her eyes flickering, as if containing infinite wisdom, and she spoke in words that have experienced many vicissitudes of life.
"If understanding the Great Dao is as simple as you say, the saint doesn't have to go out in person and compete with all things for treasures."
"Throughout the ages, the only ones who have been able to achieve the pinnacle of Tao Yun are these six saints. Like Empress Ping Xin who has transformed into reincarnation. Although she is a strong person in the eighth heaven of earth, soul, and ghost, she has not broken through
The last window paper can only be suppressed by heaven in the depths of the underworld for the rest of its life, never to see the light of day."
"There are very few creatures in this world who practice the path of love. In addition to being a partial path, this path also has extremely high requirements for understanding. Sage Nuwa worked hard and sent two good and evil corpses to assist in enlightenment, but there was not enough
It will take at least tens of thousands of years to fully master this path."
Speaking of this, Mrs. Meng was quite helpless.
She stretched her waist vigorously, as if she was trying to get rid of fatigue.
"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to say more, I already know your purpose."
"If you want to completely hold the underworld in your hands, the first thing you have to do is to regain all the lost ground. I will take the initiative to hand over the Naihe Bridge and be an old woman who can cook soup with peace of mind. How about that."
"Thank you."
Manjusri nodded in agreement, not surprised.
Nuwa is quick-thinking and plots great things. Now that the Three Qing Dynasties are all banned, no one can take charge of the overall situation. Compared with the demon clan, Dongfang Xuanmen is the most important.
Po Meng took the initiative to make concessions for the sake of her future great cause.
Nuwa is now rapidly encroaching on Xuanmen's status, thereby crazily improving her own realm.
After all, compared with the friendship back then, only with enough strength can we completely stand firm in the turbulent wilderness.
"In that case, I won't bother senior anymore."
Manjusri said, and he was about to leave.
"Wait a minute." Suddenly, Po Meng stopped him.
Seeing the confusion on Manjusri's face, Meng Po said earnestly.
"Fellow Taoist, Ksitigarbha is a direct disciple of Jieyin, and his status is even higher than that of a pharmacist. He has accumulated a lot of merit in several Yuanhui meetings where he has saved the souls of the dead in the underworld. He will play a decisive role in the future revitalization of the West. If
If you force him to leave the underworld directly, I'm afraid he will be suppressed by the two saints."
"It is indeed the duty of becoming the Son of Heaven to completely hold the underworld in your hands. However, you must ensure that you do not create any side enemies. The quasi-sage does not have to worry, but the saint needs to think twice."
"Thanks for the advice, I'll remember it." Manjusri nodded solemnly, and then quietly left Naihe Bridge.
At the same time, deep in purgatory.
The ethereal chanting of scriptures hovers in the sky and continues to rotate, blooming with full golden light.
Di Ting obediently prostrates on the ground, surrounded by many star fireflies, circling and beating, bursting out with a bright halo.
Beside it, Ksitigarbha sat on the nine-pin lotus platform with his eyes closed, his face showing piety, and he was reciting Western magic.
The pure and elegant charm sweeps across the world.
The ferocious evil spirits entrenched around them became increasingly quiet and peaceful in the bath of golden light.
"Master, I heard that Manjusri went to the underworld and directly swept through all departments with thunderous means. Whether they were the heavenly immortal family or the quasi-sage disciples, he killed them all on the spot."
Ksitigarbha clasped his hands together, his expression became more solemn, and brilliant light burst out from his palms, surrounding himself.
"I naturally know this kind of thing. If Manjusri wants to command the underworld, this is what he must do."
"After all, he is a foreign creature. His sense of belonging to the West is not as profound as that of the local Buddha. Top-level dojos like Gengdu Mountains can leave it to Qingshi to take care of. It is conceivable that his plans are far-reaching.
Place."
"The green lion is greedy, clumsy, and ignorant. When dealing with the dojo, it is inevitable that he will make various deductions. If it were another owner, he would definitely be more careful, but Manjusri always disagreed and was extremely relieved. It can be seen that in this heart,
It’s not important to plow and read the mountains.”
"Why is this?"
Di Ting asked with some confusion.
The development of the Gengdu Mountains can be said to be at its peak in the West.
Who doesn’t know that Manjushri Bodhisattva stepped forward to turn the tide when Buddhism was in its most difficult times, leading countless ordinary beings to restore the famous and dangerous place into a top dojo.
Such a strategy makes Di Ting feel relaxed and happy.
Because of this, it has always been particularly concerned about the news about this powerful man. Every time it listens to the Three Realms, it will actively screen for news about Manjusri.
"Why?"
Ksitigarbha opened his eyes and said softly.
"Because Manjusri is different from us. He is clear-headed and rational enough, and will not be bound by the so-called glory, praise, and friendship. What he pursues is the ultimate path, whether it is spiritual beasts in the dojo, resources, treasures, or the inheritance of friendship.
Can give up easily."
"The only thing that can influence him is the throne at the top."