Having said this, Jin Chanzi's expression turned slightly bitter.
The practice of Tao Yun is full of hardships, like knocking on ice to ask for fire, full of pain.
Numerous factors such as foundation, footwork, dojo, power, spiritual veins, resources, etc. all need to be considered.
The golden cicada is alone in the West. It is extremely difficult to practice the golden path. Wanting to practice other avenues is naturally full of countless hardships.
Bie Zhi waved his hands indifferently, looked at Jin Chanzi with a sad face, and spoke slowly.
"Fellow Taoist, the West is barren and has countless factions. For ordinary living beings, they have to either practice the most common branch of the Five Elements, practice the Buddhist way of flesh and blood, or follow the farming and reading mountains to practice flower cultivation."
"However, you are different from them. You have other options, such as ghost path."
"Ghost way?" Hearing this, Jin Chanzi suddenly frowned.
He looked at the spring breeze on the other branches, and suddenly thought of Yu Lin who was in charge of the underworld.
Jin Chanzi frowned, and his voice was slightly low, "Yulin is the Yin Tianzi of the underworld, and his words and deeds represent the will of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. The path he practices is itself at the pinnacle level. However, I am the Buddha of the West after all. Yu Lin
Cicada is the core existence of Journey to the West."
"No problem!" Bie Zhi smiled and waved his hand.
He looked towards the distant sky, his eyes flickering, exuding a bright and bright charm.
Bie Zhi's eyebrows looked extremely gentle, as soft as delicate suet, and seemed to be shimmering in the sunlight.
His voice was like a clear spring, silent but able to permeate Jin Chanzi's heart.
"Fellow Taoist, what about the ghost path? What about the secret path? It is just restrained by the western realm, but it is a generous road that can realize the Hunyuan. Look at Ksitigarbha, didn't he also practice the ghost path for several Yuanhui?
, and now he is also a high-level member of Buddhism."
"The so-called beauty and rules are all excuses to avoid the weak. In the face of absolute strength, those constraints will quietly fall away like fireworks."
Having said this, Bie Zhi's eyes were bright and full of expectation.
He looked at Jin Chanzi and said: "It is also the path of cultivation, and there is no distinction between high and low. What do fellow Taoists think?"
Looking at Yu Chan in the mirror, Jin Chanzi narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about the stakes in his mind.
He whispered: "What do I need to give in exchange?"
Jin Chanzi knew Manjusri's temperament very well, and since he was able to spend so generously, he must have wanted something from him.
Bie Zhi smiled and nodded, his eyes full of meaning.
"Indeed, there is a small matter that I need your help with."
Bibotan.
In the radiant bath, the water sparkled with pure waves.
The sun is warm and continues to refract on the water, making this place even more beautiful.
Luo Chun was wearing a green Taoist robe, floating above the pond. Looking at the sparkling water, his heart became more and more depressed.
He underestimated the Halloween Dragon King.
The old Dragon King seems absurd and incompetent, but he has been working hard in Bibotan for tens of thousands of years and has countless back-ups here.
At the beginning, after the fall of the All Saint Dragon King, the charm of death quietly dispersed, activating the formation arranged deep in the water veins.
The formation is magnificent, filled with endless charm of death, sweeping like a continuous river, turning this wonderland into a dangerous area full of the charm of death.
Today's Bibotan is not as beautiful and handsome as it was originally. Instead, it exudes this weird and fishy charm.
Looking around, the undulating pools are filled with smelly fish and shrimps, as well as rotten aquatic plants, and the atmosphere of decay and decay rises and falls one after another.
Luo Chun's expression was particularly embarrassing, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart, that scheming All Saint Dragon King.
At this moment, a golden ray of light swayed along the sky.
The young man wearing golden armor, holding the golden lotus firmly in his palm, came to the depths of the sky of Bibotan.
After seeing the young man's appearance, Luo Chun's originally restless temper instantly calmed down.
With a bright smile on his face, he hurriedly walked in the direction of the young man, his eyes full of joy and expectation, and he spoke.
"I, the Lord of Bibo Pond, would like to welcome Marshal Dangmo."
The person who came was none other than Manjusri's direct disciple, Jin Zha.
Jin Zha nodded calmly, and the golden lotus platform in his palm turned quietly, blooming with bright and pure brilliance.
When he saw the anxiety on Luo Chun's eyebrows, he knew that the situation in Bibotan had reached a critical moment of life and death.
Golden Way·Good Words!
In an instant, golden lotus flowers filled the sky.
The golden lotus platform of illusion and disillusionment contains pure charm inside, purifying all the filth into glass.
Lotus flowers are like swarms of swimming fish, swimming freely in the pond, continuously purifying the surrounding water quality.
With the appearance of the golden lotus, the unbridled fishy smell gradually became weaker, and even the number of rotten aquatic plants that continued to appear continued to decrease.
Watching the pond gradually regain its vitality, Luo Chun felt increasingly hopeful.
He looked at Jin Zha, his eyes full of gratitude.
"Fellow Taoist, you don't know that the current dragon clan has a strict system. The slightest mistake will attract the thunderous wrath of Huanglong Ancestor. How glorious the All-Saint Dragon King was, but because of the crime of old age and incompetence
, was directly ordered to clean it up.”
"I may seem to have great glory now, but in fact I am still very trembling, walking on thin ice. If my fellow Taoists had not come to my aid in time, I am afraid that I, the one who occupies the magpie's nest, would have fallen beside the corpse of the All Saint Dragon King."
"That old guy, the All Saint Dragon King, knows that in half a month, it will be the day to pay tribute to resources and treasures for the world. If I can't come up with the treasures in time, not only will I be reprimanded by the Huanglong Ancestor, but I will also be expelled from the power center of the Dragon Clan.
, when the time comes, those powerful dragons who don’t like me will gather together and attack me.”
Speaking of this, Luo Chun couldn't help but feel a little sad.
With the assistance of both the Dragon Clan and the Underworld, his level of cultivation has risen, reaching an unprecedented height.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, while his realm continued to improve, Luo Chun was also attacked by other strong men of the Dragon Clan, and the All Saint Dragon King was the leader.
After going through many hardships, Luo Chun finally asked the Dragon King to take action and assigned him to Bibo Pond to resolve his grudges with the Wan Sheng Dragon King. However, he did not expect that the other party's backhand actually wanted to die with him.
Such ruthless methods made Luo Chun always walk on thin ice.
Jin Zha's eyes were firm, urging the golden lotus to continue to bloom with warm brilliance.
The impurities scattered in the water were wrapped in thousands of golden lights and gradually formed into round and round colored glaze, slowly floating on the water surface.
Jin Zha calmly stretched out his right hand, and the aura in his body instantly filled up, as if the river was roaring.
Golden Road·Catch the murderer!
Rumble!
The trembling grand brilliance resounded through the sky, and the endless gilded ocean condensed.
Between the sky and the earth, a large amount of golden colored glaze appeared, swaying gently in the sunshine.
The colored glaze condensed towards Jin Zha's back, condensing together like broken puzzle pieces, and finally formed a shining palm.
The palm looks extremely delicate, and the surface is dotted with gorgeous runes, like many birds chasing each other, flashing continuously around the palm.
Looking at the golden palm that suddenly appeared in front of him, Luo Chun was slightly stunned.
At this time, he finally understood why all the creatures in the ancient world wanted to join the saint and practice under him.
Jin Zha and Luo Chun were in similar realms, but the other party's methods and background were several times that of Luo Chun.
He is the legitimate son of Li Jing of Chentangguan. After he was born, he was taken to Mount Wutai by Manjusri to practice Buddhism.
Manjusri, as the golden immortal who explains the teachings, is backed by the Golden Tower of Yuanshi, so he naturally has a corresponding golden path practice system.
The inheritance of Kunlun Mountain has a long history, and many magical powers can even be traced back to ancient times.
Practicing in this vast ocean of Taoist aggregates, Jin Zha's foundation can be said to be increasing day by day.
Because of this, he shined brilliantly in the Conferring God Tribulation, and together with three generations of disciples such as Yang Jian and Nezha, he became a strong man who conferred the title of God in the flesh.
Later, after Manjusri joined the West, he did not forget his master-disciple relationship like Samantabhadra, Cihang, Yuding and other powerful men.
He innovated through the old, went through hardships, planned a massive inheritance for Jin Zha, and worked hard and painstakingly for the growth of his disciples.
In just a few short years, the child at that time has now become famous and has become the demon marshal of heaven, guarding Nanzhan Buzhou.
Luochun is the perfect nail placed by the underworld in the Dragon Clan. He naturally has the right to use the underworld's methods to investigate other closed information.
Therefore, after he asked Yulin for support and received the latter's reply, he set out to investigate the Demon-Dang Marshal and discovered the gap between them.
"Fellow Taoist, you have a good teacher." Luo Chun said with envy in his eyes.
Jin Zha waved his hands indifferently, his thoughts moved slightly, and the golden colored glazes scattered around him gathered in front of him one after another like white birds flying into the forest.
The gold-plated arms looked strong and powerful, and they gently moved towards the undulating Dongting Lake.
Phew~
The winds and clouds rise and the tides rise and fall.
The impurities scattered around were instantly picked up by the palm of the hand.
Jin Zha has a cautious character and sophisticated methods. He knows that this is an honest task and he does not hesitate at all.
The palm of his hand shone with a dreamy and blurred luster, and every time he reached out, it would stir up the wind and clouds, causing Dongting Lake to tremble.
The impurities inside were cleaned very quickly, and within half a stick of incense, clear water was revealed.
Seeing Dongting Lake come back to life again, Luo Chun's heart was filled with joy.
He kept nodding, feeling very grateful to Jin Zha in his heart. "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help."
"No problem!" Jin Zha smiled and waved his hand.
He blew gently, and the golden light that filled the sky immediately dispersed quietly and invisible, as if it was a sudden appearance of wind and sand.
The sunlight scatters on the clear lake, rolling up pure waves and reflecting the colorful glass.
Jin Zha felt the vitality coming from the shop, with a faint smile on his lips.
He glanced at Luochun, and just as he was about to leave, the entire Dongting Lake suddenly started to tremble.
boom!!
Waves surge and spiritual charm bursts out.
Endless jade stones roll out along the Dongting Lake.
The continuous green color fills the air, forming a lifelike vision of a giant dragon.
Jin Zha's eyes widened with disbelief on his face. He looked at the giant dragon below and murmured: "Is this the inheritance of the Jade Dragon Prince?"