The fragrance of fine wine scattered and swaying slowly penetrated into the center of the heaven.
The billowing brilliance continued to rush toward the sea of clouds, forming hundreds of millions of dense corals, shining with a colorful and unique luster.
The warm charm that hit his face made Haotian feel vigilant.
He held the treasure seal with his hand, his robes swayed, and the swaying gilded runes slowly flowed along his skin, forming an indestructible defense for him.
Blah, blah, blah...
The ocean is surging, and the sharp scissors are floating pure and clear.
The colors of the scissors are different, like a broken rainbow, circling and eating away at Haotian's body.
In the blink of an eye, Haotian's proud defense method was easily penetrated.
"Damn it!"
Haotian suddenly escaped, his eyes full of fear.
On his left arm, fine lines appeared on the surface. As the colorful aura continued to flash, it suddenly shattered like porcelain.
Wow!
Haotian's arm fell heavily to the ground, causing the banquet to become silent in an instant.
Many strong men present raised their heads and looked at Manjusri, their eyes full of disbelief.
"This is..." Taibai Jinxing frowned slightly, feeling slightly flustered in his heart.
"It seems to be the inheritance of the Great Sage Baoguang, it is fragile!"
The Queen Mother's eyes flickered, and she saw the origin of this magical power.
Manjusri stands tall and proud, with clear eyes.
Countless scissors circled around him, like a series of vivid swifts, exuding a swaying and full brilliant light.
Haotian panted slightly, looked up at the sky, looked at Manjusri's calm and calm appearance, and swallowed with lingering fear.
He was a little flustered and couldn't believe that the distance between the two sides was so huge.
Manjusri's eyes were full of indifference, and he slowly stretched out his left hand.
The warm charm swept over and the vision of green branches flowed from the palm.
He suddenly swung away towards the front.
brush!
The fragile charm quietly disappears into the invisible.
The broken flesh and blood gradually recovered and merged.
Haotian's scarred body was wrapped in the warm luster of colored glass and recovered as before at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At this time, Manjusri grinned and laughed.
"Jade Emperor, how do you think my method compares with before?"
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Verdant flowers, plants and trees thrive among the mountains and rivers.
The elegant and unique gray flowers are scattered randomly, exuding a fresh and refreshing smell.
These flowers are called nonsense.
They are shaped like nails, have soft roots, are dotted with black lines on the surface, and contain rich nectar inside. They are extremely rare stone resources.
The hozen's eyes were full of curiosity. He held delicate jade scissors in his hand and carefully picked the ripe flowers.
Click!
Click!
Every time it was cut out, the flowers fluttered and fell, and then they were held firmly in the hozen's hand.
It carries a bamboo basket woven from vines, filled with picked flowers, filled with unique fragrance in the sunlight.
"Huh~"
The hozen sat on the ground and exhaled slightly.
Looking at the lush scenery around me, my tired heart suddenly became soft and calm.
"I wonder what Teacher Baliuyun is doing now?"
The hozen stretched out his hand, grabbed a flower and rubbed it carefully.
The slightly viscous but bitter flowers instantly shattered and melted into sludge, and the hozen carefully applied it to the surface of the skin.
As the spiritual essence slowly penetrates, the hozen's stone path foundation gradually improves.
This improvement made his bloodline become purer and bloom with a gorgeous and magnificent charm.
At this time, deep in the sky, flowers are blooming and mist is steaming.
The three Bodhisattvas of the sun, moon and star stared at the hozen with their eyes full of expectation.
Sunlight Bodhisattva held the treasure seal with his hand, his eyes a little solemn.
He held the golden bead firmly in his palm, and with a snap of his fingers, the continuous golden light condensed and rippled, turning into an endless sea of clouds.
Riguang's voice was slightly hoarse as he said, "Aren't you a little anxious?"
According to common sense, after the hozen came to Sanxing Cave, it would have to go through several years of experience before it could realize the difference between the ordinary world and spiritual practice.
However, after the monkey transformed, he received careful teachings from Ba Liuyun. Now, if he wants to gain a new understanding of the ordinary world, it is basically a mirror.
Therefore, Patriarch Bodhi directly abandoned the method of going from simple to profound, and chose to use treasures to temper the body to improve the hozen's foundation.
Hearing Riguang's doubts, Yueguang waved her hand calmly.
The bright stars appeared behind him, looking like lively and joyful fireflies, exuding a mysterious and unique charm.
The moonlight flicked with a finger, and a large number of lenses appeared around it. The broken shapes were like ice crystals, gently swaying in the bath of light.
Mirrors continued to flicker nearby, and the radiance of wisdom illuminated the sky, causing the whereabouts of the three Bodhisattvas to suddenly disappear without a trace.
Moonlight Bodhisattva, who was hiding in the dark, whispered to his two disciples: "You two, please speak carefully. The methods of saints span the past and present, and we are not allowed to discuss them. Besides, the body of this hozen is a five-color sacred stone, and its bloodline is even more...
He is a direct descendant of the demon clan. In the final analysis, it is just a foreshadowing for Nuwa to stir up troubles. How could Patriarch Bodhi try his best?"
"Besides, Buddhism is in a state of turmoil, with dragons and tigers fighting. Even strong men like Ran Deng and Kong Xuan have been involved in the calamity. How to stand in line in the future is a top priority."
His eyes were bright and his face was delicate. Looking at the fragmented ice crystals in the sky, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart at the mystery of wisdom.
Xingguang Bodhisattva smiled and said: "Some time ago, Manjushri Bodhisattva forcibly defeated Haotian at the heavenly banquet. It seems that this person's realm has reached its peak. If he had not been delayed by shackles, he would have become Hunyuan Qiang long ago.
Well, instead of following the pharmacist Jiji in camp, how about we change the courtyard?"
"good!"
The remaining two Bodhisattvas put their hands together to express their approval.
At the same time, there were two eyes looking at the hozen in Sanxing Cave.
Manjusri stood on the top of Canglan, staring at the scenery in the distance, and couldn't help but feel emotional in his heart.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At first, I was just a defected Golden Immortal of the Chan Cult. I spent my whole life doing nothing in Buddhism and was bullied.
Now, I can stand at the top and overlook all living beings. The changes and gaps here are simply unbelievable.
"Huh~"
Manjusri exhaled slightly, with a faint smile on his lips.
He stretched out his left hand and blew gently.
Wow~
The rich and colorful light, like a peacock opening its tail, suddenly shone in the palm of my hand.
The brilliance changed unpredictably, and a sweet taste came from inside. Then it gradually swayed and turned into an exquisitely shaped yellow honeydew melon.
The honeydew melon has a slender top and a thick root, slender and curved like a half-moon. Its surface has yellow and black lines, making it look like an old horn.
This is blood resource · Beef Horn Crisp.
Manjusri narrowed his eyes slightly, wiped the crispy beef horn clean, and ate it with big mouthfuls.
As the fragrant and sweet taste flows into the mouth along the lips and teeth, a warm current suddenly condenses in the body.
The warm current is like a gurgling stream, flowing continuously along the bones and meridians, blooming with a quiet and gentle charm, and continuously circling inside Manjusri's body.
Buzz~
The sound of trembling gold and iron suddenly came from Manjusri's body.
Immediately afterwards, countless sharp golden lights gradually emerged in the corners of the flesh and blood, blooming with bright brilliance.
Manjusri frowned, looked deeply, and patted his head gently.
Wow~
The treasure cover fluttered and fell, suddenly appearing above the head.
Thousands of silk ribbons are scattered continuously, and the interior contains rich vitality to continuously provide Manjusri with aura.
The surface of the treasure cover is dotted with countless exquisite pearls. As it rotates, it reflects the colorful sunlight, making the surroundings more and more dreamlike.
A large number of runes spread out, forming a vision of flowers, fish, insects, birds and beasts, roaring and roaring around Manjusri.
Blood Road·An Ran!
Manjusri pinched the treasure seal with his hand, and his thoughts moved slightly, and the blood in his body instantly boiled.
The fresh and sweet taste spreads out along the pores, forming many fine red gems.
The aura surged endlessly in the body, wrapping all the golden light, and finally formed a radiant projectile.
puff!
Manjusri spat out the projectile, and his miserable and depressed state instantly returned to its original state.
He did not stop there and continued to activate the blood magical power in his body, continuously collecting golden light and condensing it into projectiles one after another.
These projectiles are the traces left in the body by Haotian's sword attacks.
Manjusri continued to spit out projectiles, and after three or four hours, he finally expelled all the remaining particles from his body.
He sat upright, panting slightly, looking at the unpredictable sky, thinking about the battle in heaven.
"It seems that the influence of the Battle of Kunlun has completely affected history. The Battle of Dengtian is about to begin, even a few minutes earlier than the calamity of Journey to the West. I wonder who will have the last laugh this time."
Thinking of this, Manjusri stood up.
He straightened his robe and looked at the scenery of Sanxing Cave with a faint look.
As the protagonist of Journey to the West, Hozen's words and deeds are paid attention to by dozens of quasi-sages.
With this kind of all-round protection, it is difficult for Manjusri to continue planning.
Therefore, he chose to find another way to find another solution.
Little White Dragon has been dormant in Yingchou Stream. As a direct descendant of the dragon clan, the courage he shoulders is heavier than that of the Huanglong ancestor.
Tianpeng is a third-generation direct disciple of the Human Sect, and Shuanyian is Haotian's confidant.
These three people have firm beliefs and aloof status, and cannot be shaken for profit.
Then, there is only Yu Chan.
"Yu Chan is the good corpse of Jin Chanzi. He practices the way of gold and jade. He has a profound realm but a gentle personality. He is the most suitable to promote the development of Liangjie. He is also an excellent chess piece for me to join in the journey to the west."
Manjusri's eyes are deep and he stares into the distance.
There, there was a young novice monk wearing a jade-scaled cassock, reciting Buddhist teachings by the river, with a pious face.
He is Yu Chanzi, the reincarnation of Tang Monk.
At this time, Yulin, who was practicing in the underworld, suddenly opened his eyes, looked faintly in the direction of Manjusri, and nodded calmly.