The brilliance is gorgeous, the spring is bright.
The endless sea of clouds exudes an elegant and warm charm.
Deep in the sky, it is blue and pure.
The bright golden lotus is suddenly disillusioned, with a rolling and swaying image, suddenly crossing the sea of clouds and the sky.
Manjusri held the treasure seal with his hand, and the white porcelain bottle was suspended in front of him, shaking slightly and spitting out many bright black stones.
These stones look small and exquisite, and their shapes are very different from those of Dongzhu. The surface is covered with wave-like rippling lines.
The stones collided with each other in the air, making constant crackling sounds, and there was a vast and mysterious charm coming to the face.
These are not ordinary stones, but polished fragments of stars.
Fire Road·Lin Hong!
Manjusri patted his right hand, and his spiritual power surged endlessly.
In an instant, the flaming maple forest stretching for hundreds of miles suddenly filled the depths of the sky and sea of clouds.
The bright red maple forest is tall and lush, burning with terrifying waves of flames, and the surrounding blue clouds are rendered in magnificent fiery red.
The stones surrounding Manjusri seemed to feel the call of the maple forest, and flew out instantly like birds throwing themselves into the forest, making continuous crackling sounds in the flames.
Immediately afterwards, Manjusri took out three more large conches.
The conch shell is covered with strange-shaped gems, which reflect colorful colors under the sunlight.
Manjusri took out a large amount of light resources one after another, patiently crushed them into powder and placed them inside the conch.
At this time, the burning flame maple forest and the steaming flames gradually extinguished.
Red flaming meteors flew out one after another and landed in Manjusri's arms accurately, exuding a burning smell.
The shape of these stones has changed from the initial round and round to slender and flat, looking like a thin cover.
Refining Tao·Shou!
The pure and elegant taste of tea slowly ripples in the sky with the breeze.
Manjusri's right hand became as delicate as jade.
He gently picked up the stones and placed them at the exit of the conch.
"There are too many impurities in these resources. It will take at least three to five days to refine all the residue."
Manjusri activated the white porcelain bottle and carefully collected the three large conchs.
"It doesn't matter."
Lu Ya waved his hand disapprovingly.
Behind him was revealed a terrifying wave of golden flames, condensed into a magnificent golden wheel that continued to rotate.
"Kunpeng said that Beiming is not peaceful during this period. Not only Nuwa and Tianting are putting pressure on it, but even the miscellaneous people from the Feng Clan want to interfere."
"Phoenix Clan?"
Hearing this, Manjusri frowned thoughtfully.
In ancient times, three tribes stood in harmony.
As the leader of the prehistoric birds, the Phoenix tribe naturally controls the sky realm.
This race has a long history, and can even be traced back to the creation of Pangu.
When the Feng Clan was at its most glorious, there were even hundreds of quasi-sages in the clan, especially the ancestor of the Feng Clan, who was the top powerhouse who killed three corpses.
The foundation of the Phoenix Clan far exceeds that of other races in the prehistoric times.
Throughout the ages, in almost every era, a prodigy of the Phoenix clan appears and stirs up troubles.
Different from the training system of the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan takes an elite route, and almost every descendant will be carefully cultivated.
According to the intelligence obtained by Lu Ya, the strong man from the Phoenix tribe who wants to intervene in Beiming this time is Quasi-Saint An Mingshan.
"Anming Mountain..."
Manjusri frowned slightly, thinking about the memory of this strong man in his heart, but did not find any clues.
It seems that this strong man never showed up in his previous life.
"I heard that the Phoenix Clan controls the Nanming Li Fire, which is the essence of the fire. I wonder which one is more powerful compared to your True Sun Fire."
Lu Ya thought thoughtfully for a moment and shook his head.
"They are both innate and different fires, and there is no distinction between strength and weakness."
"However, Nanming Lihuo focuses on purification, and Sun True Fire focuses on destruction. If it is used for attack and killing, I will naturally win. If it is used for refining treasures, Phoenix Clan's Nanming Lihuo is obviously better." p>
"That's it."
Manjusri nodded thoughtfully, and then he and Lu Ya drove up the layers of light and continued to move in the direction of Beiming.
As the distance continues to shorten, the temperature gradually drops.
Gradually, flowing ice and snow appeared in the sky, rising like goose feathers with the wind, and landed randomly among the mountains, rivers and fields.
The biting cold wave is spreading wildly, and as far as the eye can see, Luzhou is full of pure and bright ice crystals.
The trend of ice crystal growth is from bottom to top, like a coral jungle emerging from the sea.
In the vast and boundless land, countless demon clans live and work in peace and contentment, and thrive.
Most of these creatures practice ice and snow paths.
The moment Manjusri passed by the sky, he instantly activated his reconnaissance powers to scan the scene in Luzhou.
He suddenly discovered that there were at least 100,000 kinds of resources and treasures in the ice and snow here.
Moreover, these resources have been cultivated extremely well, and many new varieties are being nurtured deep in the ice crystals.
"When I went to Beiming to participate in the Demon Court reenactment, I was only in the Golden Immortal realm and could not appreciate the scenery of Luzhou. Now that I have truly explored it, it is simply breathtaking."
Manjusri couldn't help but sigh.
Looking at the falling snow, who would have thought that in such a severe and cruel environment, there would be such a vibrant scene.
At this time, the blue sea waves swept across the sky in the distance.
The sharp and profound flavor hits your face.
The huge bird with a head that covers the sky and the sun suddenly spreads its wings deep in the sea of clouds.
In an instant, the light of billions of bright stars continued to flicker and explode around the wings.
"Prince, you are well."
This bird stirred up the situation and came to Lu Ya's side, transforming into an old man with a thin body and a sinister expression.
Kunpeng!
"Fellow Taoist."
Manjusri has a smile on his face, holds a purification bottle in his hand, and has a clear, cool and kind voice.
"Manjushri Bodhisattva, I haven't seen you for several years, but you have become a quasi-sage. I am really touched."
Kunpeng said rather sadly.
When the Demon Court reenacted last time, Manjusri was just a mere golden immortal, but now he has become a quasi-sage with two corpses.
Kunpeng looked at the kind Bodhisattva in front of him and suddenly felt mixed emotions in his heart.
"Senior Kunpeng, you're welcome. I'm here this time under the entrustment of Prince Lu Ya to help rejuvenate the sea area of Beiming."
Manjusri said particularly kindly.
Here he calls Lu Ya the prince of the demon clan instead of the Great Sun Tathagata, which invisibly brings Kunpeng closer to him.
"Okay, please come with me."
When Kunpeng heard this, his eyes were full of surprise.
He nodded solemnly, and then led Lu Ya and Manjusri in the clouds to the northernmost sea area.
This is not so much a sea as an endless glacier.
As far as the eye can see, it is full of hard and pale ice crystals, exuding a biting cold wave.
Manjusri tried to activate his magical powers and flicked his fingers.
In an instant, a wave of colorful flower knives surged and roared out from the palm, forming countless colorful and majestic dragons.
The giant dragon slammed into the depths of the glacier, making a trembling sound that destroyed the world.
Boom!!
The earth trembled and the mountains shook, and the waves surged.
After a while, the dust settled and the flower buds slowly dissipated.
At this time, the glacier was blasted out of a deep pit by the flower path dragon.
Bizarre colorful spots flicker gently around the pit, like colorful rainbow fragments.
However, at the bottom of the pit, there is still hard ice.
Seeing this, Kunpeng sighed helplessly.
"Beiming itself is my dojo. Except for the hundreds of miles around the Demon Master's Palace, which is surrounded by sea water, the entire land is covered with millions of years of ice, which is indestructible."
"This kind of environment is particularly suitable for the ice path that I practice. At the beginning, no means were used to melt the glaciers. Later, the great saints of the demon clan came to Beiming to practice, and the expansion of the sea area was put on the agenda."<
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Although what Kunpeng said was very tactful, Lu Ya still felt a little sad after hearing it.
The calamity of the Lich was particularly brutal, even the strong men in the quasi-sage realm suffered numerous casualties.
It is said that at that time, there were mountains of corpses piled up in Buzhou Mountain, oceans of blood flowing, and thousands of miles of corroded scarlet-colored clay.
The Wu tribe completely withdrew from the ancient stage and went to Nanzhan Buzhou to recuperate.
Their vitality was greatly rewarded, and they lived up to their past glory. It was extremely difficult to survive, and they had to compete with the Zombies for the chassis.
If it weren't for the support of an authentic saint like Ping Ping Niang Niang, I'm afraid the Wu clan would have been cannibalized and annexed by the Xinjiang clan.
In comparison, the situation of the demon clan is equally tragic.
The two leaders fell one after another in the final battle, and only the demon master Kunpeng, a loyal minister, survived.
He led many defeated soldiers back to Beiming, hoping to survive here, but there was no suitable environment for practice.
Therefore, Kunpeng had to destroy the foundation of the dojo and continuously melt the glaciers to provide more help to the demon clan.
"If I could be stronger, the demon master wouldn't have to be so aggrieved."
Lu Ya's words were a little lonely.
"Everything will be fine."
Manjusri smiled and stretched out his hand and patted Lu Ya on the shoulder.
"Don't feel sorry for me. If there hadn't been the Demon Emperor, I would be dead now."
Kunpengyun said calmly.
He shook the sleeves of his robe gently, and two streams of light flew out instantly, falling accurately into Manjusri's arms, shining with the rich light of wisdom.
Hetu·Luoshu!
"I heard from the prince that you received the Demon King's inheritance from the Sun Star, and you should have mastered the layout methods of the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation. Hetu Luoshu is the center of this formation, and it contains many records about this formation.
, I hope it can be helpful to you, but these two treasures are the core of the layout of Mengchen, and you have to give them to me for two days every three months."
"I have other official matters to deal with, so I have to leave temporarily."
Having said this, Kunpeng's body turned into a stream of blue sea light and quietly disappeared in front of Manjusri.
Lu Ya calmed down the sadness in his heart and untied the red gourd from behind.
He pinched the treasure seal with his hand and muttered something in his mouth. After gently opening the mouth of the gourd, countless burning hibiscus leaves floated out overwhelmingly.
The number of leaves is endless, and they look particularly abrupt in the cold ice field.
The firelight spread wantonly, eating away all the ice and snow, melting it into pure and bright blue sea water.
At this time, Manjusri took out the conch from his arms.
He stretched out his right hand, and several delicate runes danced and swayed in his palm.
With a slight movement of thought, the runes landed around the conch one after another, and continued to refine and flicker.