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Chapter 279 Traces of Demon Ancestor Rahu

 The black gourd floats in front of you and rotates gently, blooming with a chic and elegant charm.

The golden light slowly penetrated along the gourd's mouth and condensed into a male fairy with a bright smile in front of Manjusri.

This male immortal wore a Taoist robe embellished with pearls and held an exquisite palace lantern in his hand.

With a snap of the fingers, the palace lantern rotates slightly, emitting bursts of golden scales.

It is His Highness Lu Qiu.

During the Lich Tribulation period, Manjusri followed Yuanshi Tianzun in practice and once met this Third Highness.

Lu Qiu is the gentlest among the three-legged golden crows.

His brows and eyes are full of tenderness, and his words and deeds are like spring breeze.

"I haven't seen you for a few years. I'm fine."

Lu Qiu said with a smile.

He stretched out his hand and clicked lightly in front of him.

Crystal clear ripples swept across the sky instantly and floated over the entire Liuyuan sea area.

Feeling the breath of spring breeze, Manjusri narrowed his eyes intoxicated.

He could feel the pure kindness exuded by Lu Qiu.

"It is true that the sea has changed, and the stars have changed. At the beginning, His Highness the Third Highness was very high-spirited, but now..."

Having said this, Manjusri felt a little sad.

Lu Qiu waved his hand disapprovingly, and his smile became brighter.

"The Tao Yun contends, but we are just ants swimming upstream. It is our destiny to turn into dust in the calamity."

Lu Qiu looked at Lu Ya thoughtfully and found that he was still intoxicated by the aura of the Zhoutian Star Formation. He nodded indifferently, then smiled with a spring breeze on his face, and asked Manjusri.

"In you, I feel the inheritance of my father and uncle. Since they all chose you to inherit the light path practice, you must have a particularly deep bond with the Three-Legged Golden Crow."

"The inheritance of the light path in my hand has been forgotten over the years. What I can use now are just a few small methods."

Lu Qiu sighed helplessly.

Different from other three-legged golden crows, Lu Qiu is not a lingering thought, but a real soul.

When Hou Yi was shooting at the sun, nine of the three-legged golden crows were directly penetrated by arrows, and there was no way to save them.

At the critical moment, Emperor Jun extracted Lu Qiu's soul and sealed it in a black gourd.

Originally, he wanted to nurture his soul and wait for other opportunities to help Lu Qiu resurrect in the future, but he did not expect that over the long years, Lu Qiu's soul and gourd would echo each other and condense into the famous immortal-killing flying knife.

Later, in the final battle of the Monster Clan, Lu Qiu predicted that the Monster Clan's situation would definitely become more tragic.

Therefore, he took the initiative to ask Di Jun to seal himself deep in the Immortal-Destroying Flying Knife, and used the soul of the three-legged Golden Crow to subtly brew the lethality of this treasure, thereby protecting Lu Ya's safety in the future.
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"The Lich Tribulation back then was particularly tragic. Looking around, the entire Buzhou Mountain Realm was filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Countless strong men had fallen, and their souls had nowhere to go. Even the six paths of reincarnation could not save them all. I am still

I can’t forget how those former demon clan veterans died tragically under the charge of the witch clan.”

"At that time, I had already been shot and killed by Hou Yi, and my soul was contained in the depths of the Immortal Killing Gourd. I watched helplessly as the demon race gradually faded away and eventually perished. At that time, I was thinking about what the meaning of practice is.

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Having said this, Lu Qiu looked at Manjusri thoughtfully, and asked with expectation in his eyes.

"My fellow Taoist has now reached the quasi-sage realm. I wonder if he can find the meaning of practice."

"What exactly is light?"

Hearing Lu Qiu's inquiry, Manjusri was slightly stunned.

He practiced the path of light for two lifetimes, practicing in the warm and overflowing light, but he never thought about the true meaning of the existence of light.

Is it the hope of the sun, the gestation of the moon, or the brilliance of the stars.

Or it could be the sparkle of jewelry, the pure blue of the sky, the sparkling waves of the ocean, or other bizarre scenes.

Manjusri looked at Lu Qiu thoughtfully and shook his head.

"I really haven't thought about it seriously for so many years, and I'm really ashamed to say it."

Lu Qiu smiled and bowed her hands.

"The purpose of my practice is to explore, but I did hear the answer from my father."

Looking at Manjusri's expectant eyes, Lu Qiu slowly spoke.

"While we are chasing the light, we don't know that we are the light itself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Manjusri suddenly felt enlightened.

The enlightenment of the light path surged like an endless wave, advancing vigorously, bringing him directly into a mysterious state of enlightenment.

At this time, Manjusri seemed to have turned into a shining sun, shining its light unbridled across the vast world.

His eyes bloomed with dazzling charm, his left eye became the radiant sun, and his right eye became the cold and pure moon, looking extremely noble.

Lu Qiu looked at Lu Ya with doting eyes.

He slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Lu Ya's cheek, but he forgot that he was a soul body.

The fingers penetrated Lu Ya easily without leaving any trace.

Lu Qiu sighed helplessly. Then he came to Manjusri.

At this time, Manjusri's eyes were tightly closed, and his whole body was shining with warm light, looking like spring sunshine, containing the bright charm of hope.

Lu Qiu came up to Manjusri and looked at him with interest, his eyes trembling slightly.

Then, he blew gently towards the front.

In an instant, the fresh flavor of grass and trees poured into Manjusri's body along his nose, causing many magical powers of light to automatically deduce.

After Lu Qiu blew this breath, his face became slightly pale.

He couldn't help but shake his head, and his body turned into smoke again, slowly drifting towards the black gourd.

His soul has been sleeping in the Immortal Killing Gourd for tens of thousands of years, and his inner heritage has long been eaten away by this treasure.

Now I am able to barely show myself, but I just use the spiritual essence of Zhou Tianxingdou.

I don’t know how long it will be until it appears next time.

As Lu Qiu's body flashed and disappeared into the demon-slaying gourd, Manjusri's understanding of the light path also reached its peak.

The sudden flavor of light in his mouth just now made his understanding explode instantly, and many things that were difficult to understand suddenly became clear to him.

At this time, Linglong's heart beat sonorously and powerfully, countless thoughts collided in his mind, and the solution could be solved in the blink of an eye.

Manjusri's body is suspended in the air, and the golden lotus platform he sits on is spinning and spinning, blooming into a dreamlike scene, making him more solemn and solemn.

The surface of the cassock is dotted with many bright gems, which reflect the colorful brilliance under the sunlight.

Manjusri exhaled slightly.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the magnificent ocean in front of him, Manjusri extended his right hand thoughtfully.

The aura surges like a wave, condensing into the entanglement of countless verdant stars and fireflies.

Guangdao·Chunhui!

Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged, and the grass and trees were fresh.

The rich and pure blue sun rises slowly over the sea, bringing endless hope.

Deep in the spring light, you can vaguely see an exquisite outline, swaying slightly as the blue sun rises, and there is a tinkling sound.

Manjusri reached out his hand thoughtfully and explored the depths of Chunhui.

In an instant, he touched something that looked like a real thing, pulled it out, and a crisp bell appeared inside.

It turned out to be the Chaos Clock!

"This, how is this possible?"

Looking at the bell in front of him, Manjusri was quite surprised.

He never thought that Taiyi would use the method of channeling to hide this treasure of opening the sky in the inheritance of the light path.

The chaos in front of you is simple and elegant, exuding a rich charm, flickering gently in the palm of Manjusri, but there are many complicated runes on the surface, crawling like ants.

These are the seals of the channel.

Only the blood of the Three-Legged Golden Crow can activate it.

At the same time, Lu Ya slowly opened his eyes.

Bred by the rays of the Zhoutian Star Array, his understanding improved by leaps and bounds, and his body was tempered.

At this time, Lu Ya felt a little happy.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Manjusri standing next to him.

Cang!

Cang!

The chaos swayed gently in the air, emitting a familiar knocking sound, which made Lu Ya freeze on the spot for a moment.

His eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

The demon clan is struggling to pursue several Yuanhui treasures, but suddenly they appear in the hands of Manjusri.

Seeing the lingering charm of spring on the surface of the Chaos Species, Lu Ya suddenly understood.

"I really didn't expect that my uncle hid this treasure in the inheritance. No wonder the monster clan tried their best to find no trace of it in the corner of the ancient world."

Having said this, Lu Ya shook his head bitterly.

Immediately, he took the Chaos Clock from Manjusri and placed it in front of him to look at it carefully.

Looking at the familiar mountains, rivers, sun, moon, flowers, birds, fish and insects, Lu Ya felt slightly excited.

Throughout the ages, he has spent countless hours looking for this treasure, but he has never found any clues.

Now, it appears in the hands of Manjusri.

It is conceivable that fate in this world is inherently unpredictable.

He returned the chaos to Manjusri, and said with some regret.

"The Chaos Bell symbolizes the glory of the demon clan, and it is the treasure that my uncle used to prove his enlightenment. Unfortunately, the demon clan is now in an extremely embarrassed state, and this treasure is not as shining and eye-catching as it was at the beginning. Since my uncle has

This treasure has been passed down to you, so you must protect the demon clan and never slack off."

Hearing what Lu Ya said, Uncle Wen was quite dumbfounded.

"You guy, what does the future of the demon clan have to do with me?"

"What, you want to default on your debt?"

After chatting and laughing with each other for a while, Lu Ya told the story of meeting the three dogs.

After listening to Lu Ya's description, Manjusri narrowed his eyes slightly.

He gently touched the corners of his clothes with his fingers. For this strange boy who suddenly appeared, Manjusri always felt as if he had seen him somewhere before.

However, the memory is a bit fuzzy.

After thinking for a moment, he finally remembered that this person should be a subordinate of Demon Ancestor Luohou.

Rizhao!

It is said that the Sun Ni is Rahu's confidant and the pioneer of evil.

His whole body is covered with flames that destroy all things. Wherever he goes, the world becomes dry and cracked, and the power of destruction far exceeds that of the female demon.

However, after the original Dao Demon Battle ended, the Sun Ni completely disappeared into the wilderness.

But I didn't expect that the other party was hidden deep in Beiming.

"In the Dao Demon Battle that year, only Taoist Hongjun survived. No one knows what happened. Maybe Luo Hu really didn't die, but was just recuperating in a remote corner."

Lu Ya murmured thoughtfully.

"Besides, even the ancestors of Yin and Yang have the opportunity to lay out the ancient world and set up a capital formation in Kunlun to revive. Who knows what Luo Hou has in his cards? Maybe that guy just used the ancestors of Yin and Yang as bait to see what the way of heaven is.

What’s your reaction?”

Listening to Lu Ya's guessed words, Manjusri nodded in agreement.

"Since Luo Hou did not die, how did Taoist Hongjun achieve Hunyuan?"

"Is it possible that he was not a saint at the beginning, and with the help of the merits of the Third Lecture of Zixiao Palace, he pushed himself to the realm of Hunyuan?"


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