The endlessly surging sea water sparkles with blue waves under the sunlight, and the elegant and unique charm sweeps out.
The hozen's eyes were full of expectation, staring at the distant mountains and rivers, with a faint smile on its lips.
Since leaving Huaguo Mountain, the hozen has been drifting aimlessly in the ocean.
Although the surrounding scenery is crisp and beautiful, it is still the same mountains and rivers that have never changed.
Now that I have arrived at this unique place, I naturally feel extremely happy.
In the distance, several loud cries were heard.
In the depths of the endless rolling sea, there are thousands of graceful cranes, fluttering their wings in the sea of clouds.
These cranes are full of energy, have white feathers, and exude a tranquil and elegant charm.
The hozen couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy when he saw those cranes.
At this time, underneath the boat he was riding on, there was a majestic dragon, breathing out the radiance of aura, pushing the boat towards the sea of clouds where cranes gathered.
The dragon is none other than Ao Xing.
As the Dragon King of the East China Sea, Ao Xing possesses the noble dragon charm.
With every move he made, he suppressed the powerful blood of the aquatic tribe within a radius of thousands of miles, making them hibernate at the bottom of the water while traveling on the ropeway, not daring to make the slightest move rashly.
It is precisely because of this that the hozen can always maintain a calm state by swimming in various waters of the wilderness.
Feeling the probing gazes of several strong men around him, Ao Xing felt slightly uneasy.
The development of the dragon clan can be said to be at its peak, but behind the flourishing flowers, it is full of blood and killing.
The cruel and decisive character of Huang Long Ancestor was undoubtedly a double-edged sword, which made many powerful people in the ancient world feel shocked by the Dragon Clan. At the same time, they were also vaguely afraid that this behemoth could restore the glory of the ancient times.
Therefore, the spies who secretly investigated and the detailed operations were quietly put into operation, making Ao Xing very busy and miserable during this period.
I thought it would be an easy job to escort the hozen to Hezhou, Xiniu.
However, since he took over the boat from Ba Liuyun, he could feel the aura of strong men surrounding him, which became more chaotic and majestic.
It is obvious that not only the two behemoths of Heaven and Buddhism are always watching the hozen's direction, but also other major forces and powerful powers who have been hidden for several years have emerged one after another, wanting to intervene in the Xiliang Tribulation.
Because of this, Ao Xing became a little uneasy.
He gently spit out two bright auras, which shimmered around the boat, like crystal clear ribbons, instantly increasing the speed of the boat by three times.
"If the third prince hadn't joined this journey to the West to measure the calamity, I, an old man like me, would never have participated. I don't know what the purpose of the arrangement of the Huanglong ancestor is."
Ao Xing was full of doubts, but he still followed the will of Huanglong Ancestor and sent the hozen safely to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.
Fangcun Mountain can be said to be a famous cave paradise in Hezhou, Xiniu.
This place contains the most majestic and essence of the aura of heaven and earth. It is the top Taoist temple that hundreds of millions of people in the West dream of practicing.
Looking around, Fangcun Mountain can be said to be beautiful and full of lush grass.
Flowers, birds, fish, insects, birds and animals chase and play, exuding majestic and rich vitality.
When the boat reached the waters near Fangcun Mountain, it stopped quietly. No matter how hard the hozen rowed, it could not move at all.
The hozen was doubtful, but when he saw the grand scenery of Fangcun Mountain, he couldn't help but jump out of the boat and walk toward the depths of the mountain.
Looking at the hozen's leaving figure, Ao Xing let out a breath.
"Fortunately, I was finally sent somewhere. I wonder if the relationship between Buddhism and the Dragon Clan can become harmonious because of the hozen."
Ao Xing sighed slightly, glanced twice at the beautiful Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, his eyes flickered, and he quickly left the territory of Rhinoceros Hezhou.
Regarding the future development of the Dragon Clan, he was both hopeful and anxious.
Ao Xing hopes that the Dragon Clan can intimidate the ancients like it did in ancient times, but he is also afraid that the rapid improvement will arouse the fear of other powerful people, so they will suppress them.
As a leader, Patriarch Huanglong was naturally aware of this problem.
Therefore, in order to ensure that the development of the dragon clan goes smoothly, Huanglong Ancestor chose to win over other powerful people from the ancient times.
Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain, the Queen Mother of Heaven, and the Tathagata Buddha of the West are the most important targets to win over.
Because of this, the Huanglong Ancestor gave him a favor several times, sending out massive amounts of rare resources, and even let the third prince, who had the blood of the true dragon, join the team on the journey to the west.
This time, when escorting the hozen to Hezhou, Xiniu, Huanglong did not send an ordinary water tribe, but asked him, the noble Dragon King of the East China Sea, to do it himself, in order to enhance the favor of Buddhism.
but……
Thinking of this, Ao Xing shook his head slightly.
Ancestor Huang Long is indeed an excellent leader. He led the confused dragon clan to climb out of the mire full of filth.
However, after all, the years of inaction in the teachings were too long. Even with Patriarch Yuan Nan’s personal teachings, problems would arise in many decisions.
Patriarch Huanglong only saw the surface and believed that Buddhism is now the one-word hall of Tathagata Buddha, so he placed all his treasures on this current Buddha.
But Ao Xing knew very well that the real leader of Buddhism was Manjushri Bodhisattva.
In the triumphal meeting held in the East China Sea, the scene of Manjusri Bodhisattva overwhelming the heroes can be said to be vivid in my mind.
He has always been swimming against the current, not afraid of hardships, and can stir up troubles and shock the three worlds every time he appears.
In order to improve his strength, he traveled to every corner of the ancient world. He suffered a lot but never backed down.
In comparison, after joining the Buddhist camp, Tathagata, who has always lectured on sutras and discussed Taoism in the Mahavira Hall, looks much inferior.
Back then, Zu Long once said that troubled times create heroes.
Beings like those who hide in the dojo and practice hard will often be unable to achieve much in the end.
Only by always struggling in the whirlpool of struggle can one become a peak level strongman.
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It is a pity that the Huanglong Ancestor was already extremely excited when he saw the scene of the Dragon Clan cooking oil with blazing fire and blooming flowers.
He found it difficult to accept the suggestions of other dragons and became ignorant.
Ao Xing had no choice but to keep this thought in his heart.
He shook his head sadly, fearing that the Dragon Clan would suddenly appear in the world and then quickly disappear like it did in ancient times.
"Hopefully, the Dragon Clan will always prosper."
Ao Xing sighed slightly and disappeared into the water with the current.
At this time, the hozen had already entered the boundary of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.
Looking at the lush scene around it, the hozen's eyes were full of joy.
He has never seen such a graceful and graceful dojo.
The rich and majestic flavor of the vegetation is particularly refreshing for the hozen. He smiled happily and wandered around Fangcun Mountain.
The fatigue accumulated from years of wandering on the sea disappeared without a trace in an instant. Feeling the beautiful scenery of Fangcun Mountain and clear water, the hozen suddenly sighed.
He vaguely thought of the gray smoke ghost who died on the battlefield, and he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.
At the same time, my belief in spiritual practice became stronger and stronger.
The hozen is searching hard in the forest of Fangcun Mountain, looking for the so-called opportunity to practice.
However, there is nothing else here except lush trees.
No matter how hard the hozen searched, he could not find anything related to spiritual practice.
He sighed slightly decadently, and began to doubt whether his original intention of leaving Huaguo Mountain was right or wrong?
Suddenly, the hozen looked into the distance from the corner of his eye.
He discovered that deep in the quiet and deep forest, there was a road made of jade.
This road is extremely secretive, in the bushes full of thorns.
If I hadn't collapsed on the ground, I really wouldn't have noticed it.
This path seems extremely hidden, and you can only go in and explore it by walking forward.
The hozen's eyes were full of curiosity, and he wanted to know where this path led to?
He came to the bush, lay down, and crawled toward it.
The shrub above the head is extremely hard, exuding a biting flavor, and the surface of the branches is covered with hard and sharp barbs, which can cut the flesh into pieces if not careful.
The hozen grinned from the sting and was in unspeakable pain. It just wanted to retreat, but found that the retreat had automatically healed itself, forming a dead end.
As a last resort, he did not move on to find a way out.
The jade stones scattered under the body shone with warm light.
There is a special formation inside the jade, which is being eroded subtly as time goes by. The rare aura in the hozen's body makes him pale, panting heavily, and feeling exhausted all over.
The hozen has forgotten how many times he fell asleep.
However, when he woke up again, he became energetic and full of inexhaustible strength.
He just kept crawling endlessly, silently counting the time in his mind.
I don't know how long it took, but finally there was a faint light in front of my eyes.
Just as the hozen was about to crawl out, it fell asleep again from exhaustion.
Inside Samsung Cave.
The sparkling water mirror is suspended in the air, exuding a pure and full charm.
Manjushri and Patriarch Bodhi sat face to face, looking at the scene revealed inside the crystal.
When the hozen fell asleep again, Manjusri shook his head helplessly and looked at Patriarch Bodhi, who was always there, and asked.
"Ba Liuyun, as the top slave master in Nanzhan Prefecture, has a unique understanding of spiritual practice. Why did he use this method to strip away all the memories of the hozen and make him forget the rules of this slave master?
teach?"
Hearing Manjusri's doubts, Patriarch Bodhi waved his hand calmly.
He gently twirled the snow-white whisk and looked at the hozen's blood-soaked appearance with scars, his eyes flickering and his expression slightly indifferent.
"Manjusri Bodhisattva, the journey to the west is the most important thing for the great prosperity of Buddhism. The slightest deviation will not be tolerated. The Ba family is indeed a famous family in Nanzhanbuzhou, but in front of this behemoth of Buddhism, even a little splash can't be tolerated.
If it can't be lifted up, why bother adding trouble to us disciples because of such an existence? It would also be a good thing for Buddhism to nip it in the cradle as soon as possible."
"Besides, Manjusri Bodhisattva placed the sparse flowers, water cypress branches and the Chaos Bell next to the hozen. Isn't it to improve the luck of the flower arrangement and the demon court? We are all cunning people who are good at strategizing, so why bother arguing with each other?
Right or wrong?”
When he said this, Patriarch Bodhi's eyes were rather sad.
That bush that looks like it's full of thorns is actually a unique Buddhist practice resource.
Flesh thorns!
Flesh thorns are specially used to temper the body. They contain extremely majestic essence of flesh and blood, which can subtly enhance the strength of the physical body. They are a must-have for cultivating the Zhangliu Golden Body.
The hozen just looks miserable.
Its surface was covered in blood and riddled with holes.
In fact, the physical strength is increasing by leaps and bounds at a terrifying speed.
"Pity."
Patriarch Bodhi shook his head rather sadly.
This hozen was born from the innate five-color sacred stone. If he can practice it with concentration, he will at least be a quasi-sage in the future.
Now, he has been involved in the whirlpool of struggle by the calamity. Not to mention the quasi-sage realm, even Daluo Jinxian has some difficulties.
"Looking around, we can see how many sages and powerful men have sacrificed their lives on the way to the rise of Buddhism."
"I don't know whether this path is right or wrong. Maybe it can be verified after a few Yuanhui."
Ancestor Bodhi’s eyes flickered and his tone was sighing.
Suddenly, he looked at Manjusri Bodhisattva beside him and said.
"You will attend the banquet in heaven on behalf of Tathagata Buddha."