The vision of gilded petals comes in a flourishing and swaying way.
Guanyin was sitting on the lotus platform, holding a pure vase, looking at Ba Liuyun with sharp eyes, and scolded in a cold voice: "Pearl of rice!"
After saying that, she twisted the orchids in her hands, and her aura surged like a tide.
The pure and elegant smell lasts forever, covering thousands of miles around.
The flowers, plants and trees instantly turned into exquisite jade, slightly shining with a warm luster.
Guanyin suddenly slapped forward, rolling up a roaring killing wave, like a glutton swallowing mountains and rivers, and rushed towards Ba Liuyun's position.
"Hmph, if Tathagata, Manjusri, Lu Ya and other great powers come here, I might hesitate a little more, but you, Master Guanyin, are not qualified to fight against me."
Facing the overwhelming wave of killings, Ba Liuyun showed no trace of panic on his face.
He pinched the treasure seal with his hand, and the spiritual essence in his body surged endlessly.
The fresh and full charm drifts in, and the emerald willow tree with thousands of green jade drops grows one after another among the jade stones, swaying and blooming with green and elegant brilliance.
At this time, Ba Liuyun's eyes turned dark green, like delicate cat's eyes, shining with the brilliance of strategizing.
He suddenly clapped his palms in front of him, causing the heaven and earth to suddenly thunder.
The emerald willow tree exploded instantly like fireworks, turning into dense debris and flying everywhere.
The bright-faced emerald willow ghost slowly emerged from the smoke.
The Emerald Willow Ghost looks like a shy and charming girl, exuding a touch of elegance in every move she makes.
Their brows and eyes look extremely soft, shining with blue clouds in the sunlight.
Slave way, high-spirited!
Ba Liuyun's eyes suddenly turned scarlet red and he let out a sharp and shrill roar.
This roaring sound sounded extremely desolate, as if it was as gloomy as the dew sweeping over the grass in the silent night.
In an instant, the many emerald willow ghosts entrenched around them were wrapped in the ravaging starlight, their killing power increased several times, and they rushed towards Guanyin.
The ocean formed by jade condensation surged endlessly, slapping the Emerald Willow Ghost fiercely, but it was still unable to defeat this group of strange beasts.
Looking at the standing emerald willow ghost, Guanyin frowned slightly, and his eyes became slightly anxious.
She suddenly stretched out her palm towards the front, and the magnificent and brilliant light swept quietly, turning into a delicate and elegant jade ring.
Jade Way·Forbidden Steps!
Guanyin suddenly shook her hands, and the jade ring seemed like a swaying star firefly, which was good at catching the wind, and instantly trapped all the willow ghosts.
"Humph, you don't overestimate your capabilities." Guanyin's eyes were full of indifference, and she gently rubbed the suet bottle in her palm.
She pulled out the green branches and quietly swayed them forward.
This branch was accidentally broken by Yangmei Ancestor during the Dao Demon Battle, and was taken back to Kunlun by Yuanshi Tianzun.
There are three branches in total, which contain the enlightenment of Mu Dao practiced by Yangmei Ancestor. Yuanshi Tianzun gave the reward to three disciples: Manjusri, Cihang, and Guangchengzi.
The willow stick of Manjusri had already turned into the willow forest of Mount Wutai, and Guangchengzi forged a green hairpin from it and gave it to the Immortal Lord Luo Shan in heaven.
The one in Guanyin's hand is the last one.
The willow branches are shining with pure brilliance, and the crystal clear dew is extremely gorgeous in the sunlight.
Wood Road·Kurong!
The continuous dim rain appeared silently in Huaguo Mountain.
The rain contained the flavor of withering and misfortune, like locusts crossing the border, frantically eating away at the huge number of emerald willow ghosts.
The whole process is nothing more than a flash of lightning.
Before Ba Liuyun even activated his defensive measures, he was bound extremely tightly by the stretching stream.
Guanyin looked at Ba Liuyun with cold eyes and said: "Let's go, return to the west with me and confess our sins!"
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Jin'ao Island.
Looking at the turbulent sky, Wudang couldn't help but sigh.
Her eyes were filled with helpless longing, and her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the shackles of time and come to the Battle of the Gods.
At the beginning, in the same position, Holy Mother Guiling asked herself curiously, why did she have to fight to the death with Chanjiao outside Sishui Pass? Isn't it possible to practice peacefully?
At that time, Wudang was very high-spirited, thinking that Jie Jiao was sure of victory, and his words were impassioned.
She personally persuaded the Holy Mother Guiling that the foundation and reputation of Jiejiao had long been at its peak, and even the Demon Court of the past could not compare with it.
Those golden immortals of the Chan Sect are just clowns. They are like chickens and tile dogs, vulnerable to a single blow in front of the powerful Jie Sect.
The original words are still in my ears.
But……
Wudang turned around and looked at the extremely dilapidated Biyou Palace, feeling filled with loneliness in his heart.
The Jiejiao, which was boiling in flames and blooming like flowers, was completely wiped out in the tide like fireworks in the joint confrontation of the four saints.
In contrast, the Golden Immortal Chanjiao who was ridiculed by her at the beginning has continued to improve her level.
Manjusri killed the three corpses of Samantabhadra, Samantabhadra, and Cihang, fearing that his grandson would become a great Luo. Ancestor Ran Deng was granted the title of Buddha of the past, and he refined the twenty-four heavens. The Yellow Dragon commanded the four seas, and Antarctica sat in heaven. Even the most inconspicuous
Jiang Ziya is now a high-ranking and powerful person dispatched by the immortals in heaven.
However, facing this scene, he was still powerless and could only take it to Jin'ao Island to recall the past glory of Jiejiao.
Thinking of this, Wudang clenched his fists involuntarily.
As Tongtian's direct disciple, she is the last hope of Jiejiao and shoulders important responsibilities.
We can't just continue to be so decadent.
Find a way and do something!
Thinking of this, Wudang's eyes were full of determination.
She exhaled slightly, gently twirled Rouyi's fingertips, and the pure fairy light unique to Jie Jiao quietly condensed out.
Keng!
A clear cry suddenly sounded, and there was a square ink-colored light, breathing spiritual charm in the palm of my hand.
Qingping sword!
The Qingping Sword is the object of enlightenment for the leader of Tongtian Cult, and its foundation is the famous Green Lotus of Creation.
At the beginning, during the Battle of Sishui Pass, Jiejiao's Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was cracked, and the leader of Tongtian Cult knew that the building was about to collapse, so he gave this treasure to the Holy Mother of Wudang for safekeeping as a way to command the heroes.
Feeling the pure charm that hit her face, the Holy Mother of Wudang nodded calmly.
She hit several treasure seals one after another, causing the Qingping Sword to shine brilliantly.
Gorgeous ripples rippled on the surface of the sword, like an endless silk ribbon, and a majestic voice could be faintly heard.
At this time, auspicious clouds drifted from the sky.
Kui Niu, the mount of Lord Tongtian, came riding on the clouds.
Kui Niu transformed into a strong man with a strong body, came to the front of Our Lady of Wudang, and saluted with great respect.
"Sir, what are your orders?"
Our Lady of Wudang nodded calmly, and did not directly answer Kui Niu's inquiry. Instead, she took out an exquisitely carved token from her arms.
The token is neither gold nor jade. It heats up when touched in the palm. Under the sunlight, it shines with a dreamy and blurred luster. It is dotted with images of stars. As soon as it is taken out, it emits a melodious and bright fragrance.
This token is the communication tool between the disciples of Jiejiao.
Under normal circumstances, the images of stars on the surface of the token should be as bright as candlelight, but Kui Niu discovered that almost 30% of the stars were completely dim.
"Could it be..."
Kui Niu frowned thoughtfully, already having a bad guess in his mind.
"That's right, these disciples have broken away from Jiejiao."
Our Lady of Wudang nodded calmly. Although her appearance was calm and relaxed, the loss in her words could not be concealed.
"After the dust settled on the Conferred God Tribulation, the Jie Jiao suffered heavy casualties, with only one out of ten. Looking around, they were all defeated soldiers. Because of this, the Jie Jiao disciples who were lucky enough to survive began to think of leaving the Jie Jiao."
"Kui Niu, don't be angry. Their choice is reasonable. After all, the teacher is sealed in the Zixiao Palace and cannot protect us like he did at first. You and I are very aware of the dangers of the prehistoric times. We want to
To survive in this bloody world, you must rely on strong arms."
Having said this, Wudang sighed slightly.
Back when Jiejiao was at its peak, she had the same innocent temperament and never worried about getting into trouble because of her recklessness.
That's because, no matter what kind of storm is caused in the outside world, the Tongtian Cult Master always stands behind Wudang, protecting all his disciples with a loving heart.
It is a pity that things have changed and people have changed. The Jiejiao religion, which was at its peak, has now turned into ruins. The famous disciples of Tianjiao in the past were suppressed by the heaven one after another. They used the list of gods to control the true spirit, and they will never be able to escape for the rest of their lives.
Wu Dang was lucky enough to survive the calamity, which became Jie Jiao's last hope.
However, the burden on her shoulders has become extremely heavy, and she cannot be as innocent and romantic as she was at the beginning, and do whatever she wants.
Because of this, Wudang felt quite lonely. He or she wanted to go back to that prosperous era, when they could hide behind their teachers.
It's a pity that this is all just a mirror image, and Jiejiao exists in name only, and it is difficult to restore its prosperity at that time.
Thinking of this, the Holy Mother of God felt sadness in her heart.
She directly put away the dazzling Qingping Sword in front of her, looked at the devastated Jin'ao Island with a nostalgic gaze, and slowly spoke to Kui Niu beside her.
"Now, many disciples are running away. It's not that they don't care about the friendship in the past, but because the teacher has been banned and many of his classmates have fallen, the reputation of Jiejiao has continued to decline. It has dropped to the freezing point. In addition, other forces continue to
The suppression has made all the disciples miserable, and they have to leave one after another as a last resort. Now, we must do something to change this situation."
Hearing what Madonna Wudang said, Kui Niu nodded in agreement.
As the mount of the leader of Tongtian Cult, he can be said to have worked hard and witnessed the Jie Cult gradually develop from its initial prototype to prosperity and finally its demise.
Kui Niu remembered the whole process vividly.
Therefore, he very much hopes that Jie Jiao can regain his former glory.
Thinking of this, Kui Niu said with great respect.
"If there is anything you need me to do, please just ask me."
"good."
Our Lady of Wudang nodded gratefully, and then lightly clicked forward.
Transparent ripples rolled up in the surrounding space with the click, and the faint sound of tinkling spring water could be heard.
Immediately afterwards, many petite and exquisite squids floated out of the void one after another.
The squid is about the size of a palm, has bright eyes, can float freely in the air, and constantly spits crystal clear bubbles from its mouth.
These cute little guys attracted Kui Niu's attention.
He knew that this was a communication method unique to Jiejiao, specifically used to collect all kinds of intelligence about the prehistoric times.
Our Lady of Wudang narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, stretched out her hand, and clicked lightly. The squid floating nearby exploded instantly and turned into soft and graceful smoke.
Smoke is a condensed vision that carries information.
The Holy Mother of Wudang shook her hands gently, taking control of all the information recorded inside the cuttlefish. Then, with a flick of her finger, the elegant green light swayed out and landed firmly in Kui Niu's mind.
Here is the detailed information about the trends in Buddhism that Jie Jiao has been exploring over the past few years.
Kui Niu froze on the spot for a moment, being overwhelmed by the extremely complicated information. It took him a long time to react.
He gasped slightly, his eyes full of disbelief.
He never expected that after the leader of Tongtian Cult was banned, Western Buddhism would improve so quickly, as if it was advancing with great success, and the tide was rising, and it had vaguely reached the pinnacle of the ancient world.
Looking around, only the heaven with the sun at its peak can compare with it.
Because of this, Kui Niu was quite unbelievable.
This is a devastated West with barren spiritual veins!
Why did such earth-shaking changes occur in just a few days?