Chapter 317 The Soul Essence of the Forgotten River
The huge black pearl, exuding a breathtaking luster, slowly floated in front of Jin Zha.
The soul essence contained inside is rushing like a vast ocean.
Jin Zhao opened his eyes wide and looked at Teacher Manjusri with a smile on his face, feeling quite unbelievable.
As the Demon-Dang Marshal guarding the southern border of Heaven, he naturally has rich experience and a broad vision, and he knows how expensive such a pure soul treasure is in the empty world.
Just like these black pearls in front of you, they are top-notch resources that almost all quasi-sage experts are not willing to consume.
Now, Manjusri is willing to take out hundreds of them to help his own practice, which makes Jin Zha deeply moved.
"Teacher, this kind of treasure is too expensive."
Before Jin Zha could finish his words, Manjusri waved his hand to interrupt him.
Manjusri clapped his hands gently, and thousands of black pearls immediately fell in front of Jin Zha.
He looked at his somewhat panicked apprentice and spoke earnestly.
"Jin Zha, please don't worry. Since you are my direct disciple, you will naturally share the honor and disgrace with me in the future. Now, you are the Dangmo Marshal guarding Nanzhan Continent. Improving your Soul Dao foundation is the top priority.
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"The two races of Wu Zang just look strong. In fact, while their bodies are strong, their souls are weak because of this. You can just improve your own soul knowledge and overcome the weaknesses of these two races.
If we take action, we will be able to guard the southern border when the time comes."
"Of course, just relying on the forced accumulation of these treasures is not enough to improve your combat effectiveness. During this period, I will discuss with Yama in the underworld and let them carefully prepare and perfect the soul path magical power for you, so that you can get twice the result with half the effort in practice."
Manjusri's words were particularly gentle, like a spring breeze full of hope, which made Jin Zha's heart instantly warm.
He looked at Teacher Wenshu in front of him, his eyes slightly blurred.
At this time, Jin Zha seemed to have seen the scene of practicing in Mount Wutai when he was young.
At that time, Manjusri was just as persuasive as he is now.
He had a gentle face and took care of every detail, which allowed Jin Zha to forget the troubles of pain and loneliness on countless cold nights, and he always practiced hard and enjoyed it.
Seeing Jin Zha's moved expression, Manjusri smiled helplessly.
He stretched out his big, slightly rough hand, touched Jin Zha's head, and spoke slowly.
"Back then, when we were at Shentangguan, you called me teacher in a coquettish voice. At that time, I told Li Jing that I would do my best to protect your Zhou Quan. This promise will be valid in the Fengshen Tribulation. In the future,
, is equally effective.”
"Thank you teacher."
At this time, Jin Zha burst into tears of gratitude and his eyes were slightly moist.
Manjusri lightly pointed forward, and golden lotus flowers instantly swayed from the ground, spinning in the air.
Inside the golden lotus, pure and majestic aura flows, exuding bursts of fragrance like a continuously rotating vortex.
As Manjusri gradually created the treasure seal, the aura gradually became solidified, and finally turned into an elegant and noble large lotus platform, quietly suspended in the air.
Seeing this, Jin Zha stepped out directly and sat cross-legged on the lotus platform.
His eyes were firm, he pinched the treasure seal with his hand, and gradually entered the state of cultivation.
The lotus platform shone with a dreamy and blurred luster, and then slowly closed.
Countless black pearls were piled around it, shimmering in the light of the blood-red moon.
Jin Zha narrowed his eyes slightly and tempered his soul with all his strength.
Black pearls floated in front of Jin Zha one after another, shining with a dreamy and blurred luster. The soul essence inside was like a continuous spring rain, floating quietly and quietly, and continued to fill Jin Zha's soul.
At this time, Jin Zha's soul seemed to be in a warm ocean, and there was an indescribable sense of relaxation and joy all over his body.
He couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, intoxicated by the joy of his soul's continuous improvement.
Those Furun puffer fish floating around saw the scene of Jin Zha practicing, and immediately swam over in groups and vigorously.
They kept spitting out dense bubbles and wanted to harass them, but Manjusri gently waved his hand and pushed them to the other side of the Wangchuan River.
Seeing Jin Zha bathing in the radiance of his soul, Manjusri couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
In his previous life, Jin Zha was his direct disciple, but he never received his care and guidance.
The reason why he was admitted to his sect in the first place was just to cope with the catastrophe of the Conferred Gods and let Jin Zha enter the Conferred Gods List for him.
Even Manjusri himself did not expect that when the dust of the Conferred God Tribulation was settled, Jin Zha could actually be able to confer a god with his physical body.
Of course, with Jiang Ziya taking control of the Heavenly Court, Shen Gongbao was named the Water Dividing General, and the news spread like wildfire that Chan taught his disciples to use his disciples to stop the killings.
The disciples of the Twelve Golden Immortals turned against their master one after another.
Even Yang Jian, who was carefully trained by Master Yuding, lived directly in Guanjiangkou and rarely went to Kunlun to see his teacher.
However, Jin Zha had an upright personality and never alienated Manjusri.
After Manjusri joined the Western camp, he was suppressed by other high-level Buddhists because of his low level.
Jin Zha knew that Manjusri's life was difficult, and he did not shy away from the grievances between heaven and Buddhism. He sent many precious treasures several times.
Although the treasure seemed to be of little use, it allowed Manjusri to continue practicing in an embarrassing situation.
Moreover, Jin Zhawei collected all kinds of resources suitable for Manjusri's cultivation during the battles in the south and north of Heaven, helping him break through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.
You know, at that time Manjusri was submissive and needed Jin Zha to push him forward almost every time.
At the beginning, the high-level officials in Heaven were fighting fiercely, and the level of bloodshed was even comparable to that of Buddhism in later generations.
Jin Zha was not favored by his father, did not have a strong background, and was left alone and helpless in the indifferent heaven.
After the Conferred God Tribulation ended, Jin Zha lost its use value and was directly stripped of his identity as a disciple of the third generation of Chanjiao by Guangchengzi.
Therefore, he cannot continue to practice Yuqing Immortal Technique and can only use other ordinary techniques as the basis for subsequent practice.
Different techniques were mixed with each other, making Jin Zha's magic power more and more mottled, but he managed to survive and eventually became the Demon-Slaying Marshal of Heaven.
Every time he thought of this, Manjusri felt very guilty for Jin Zha.
In the previous life, I was short-sighted and stubborn, leaving my apprentice to struggle in the whirlpool of struggle for tens of thousands of years.
Although Jinzha didn't say anything every time they met, Manjusri knew how much effort it took to become a marshal in that indifferent place in heaven.
Phew~
Thinking of this, Manjusri couldn't help but sigh.
He sat in front of Jin Zha, looking at his apprentice with tenderness in his eyes.
Time flowed away slowly like this.
Surrounding the black pearl nearby, the soul essence inside was slowly extracted, and gradually turned into dry black gravel, falling to the ground.
The ghosts in the Forgotten River rushed to eat the gravel.
At this time, hazy blue smoke appeared behind Jin Zha.
The smoke drifted gently, entangled with each other, and finally formed Jin Zha's resolute face.
Mid-term blue soul!
Jin Zha slowly opened his eyes, feeling the powerful foundation of his soul, and clenched his fists with excitement.
He has been sitting in Nanzhan Continent for hundreds of years, fighting each other with the two huge races of Wu Zang, and it can be said that he is walking on thin ice and fighting with fear.
After all, the powerful physical bodies of these two races naturally have an absolute advantage, which directly weakens Jin Zha's golden path killing by more than 60%.
Every time he confronts these two races, Jin Zha feels a headache.
Nowadays, Jin Zha's soul foundation has suddenly improved by leaps and bounds, and he can easily crush races with weak souls.
This made my initially panicky heart instantly become firmer.
Jin Zha raised his head and saw the teacher sitting in front of him, and couldn't help but feel more moved.
Seeing the improvement of Jin Zha's soul, Manjusri nodded with great satisfaction.
He took out a few shining jade stones from his arms and threw them lightly into Jin Zha's arms.
These jade stones look about the size of a fist, with many crystal characters flowing inside, sparkling in the sunlight.
This is a treasure specially used by the underworld to record supernatural powers.
Jin Zha gently took the jade stone and put it in front of him to fumble around gently. He could feel the magical power sealed inside, which matched his own soul path foundation.
Manjusri walked over calmly and said to Jin Zha.
"Silly boy, you and I share weal and woe. Whatever the teacher does is what he should do."
"Come with me, there are still many things I haven't taught you."
Jin Zha nodded obediently and followed Manjusri out of the underworld.
Seeing the surrounding scenery gradually becoming greener, Jin Zha asked with some doubts.
"Teacher, where are we going?"
Manjusri pinched the treasure seal with his hand, and the treasure light evaporated behind him.
The golden lotuses gathered into a vast ocean, shining brightly in the sunshine, and continued to drift towards the eastern boundary.
The surrounding flowers, plants and trees were illuminated by golden light, exuding rich vitality in an instant.
At this time, countless creatures raised their heads one after another, looked at the sudden flash of golden light in the sky, and immediately prostrated themselves on the ground with great piety, chanting the magical Dharma of the West.
After leaving the underworld, Manjusri took Jin Zha to the Two Realms Mountain without stopping.
Liangjie Mountain is a famous mountain and river in Dongsheng China.
This place is beautiful and rich in resources.
Looking around, there are many exotic flowers and plants that have been around for a long time.
As soon as he arrived at Liangjie Mountain, Jin Zha was attracted by the noisy sound.
He pinched the treasure seal with his hand, promoted the investigation method, and discovered that there was an exquisite and exquisite city beside the mountains and rivers.
This city does not occupy a large area, but its blue bricks, green tiles, carved beams and painted buildings make the overall production particularly exquisite.
There were many people inside the city, making it extremely lively.
On the gate of the city, there are three large characters written in animal gold.
Snow city!
"Teacher, why are you here?"
Jin Zha was a little curious.
Just now, Jin Zha used investigative methods to get an unobstructed view of Piaoxuecheng's interior.
He found that this place was extremely ordinary. There were no rare treasures or high-level people. It was just a complicated world that seemed bustling and lively.
Jin Zha has always practiced in a lonely and lonely environment. He accidentally bumped into such a noisy scene and felt a little embarrassed.
Facing Jin Zha's doubts, Manjusri narrowed his eyes calmly.
He looked at the blossoming Snow City in front of him and couldn't help but feel deeply moved in his heart.
Manjusri did not directly answer Jin Zha's question, but directly landed on the cloud head, pretending to be an ordinary person, and quietly walked into Piaoxue City.
Looking at the noisy and colorful scenes around him, Jin Zha suddenly felt like he was in another world.
He vaguely remembered that the last time he wandered around the market, when Yaya was learning the language, his mother carried him to buy candy figures.
At that time, Chentangguan was much more lively than Piaoxue City.
Jin Zha's eyes flickered as he looked at the stalls around him, his eyes twinkling involuntarily.
Feeling the changes in Jin Zha, the smile on Manjusri's face became brighter.
He leaned next to Jin Zha and said softly.
"When you come to Piaoxue City this time, you will be introduced to you by a Taoist master. Although he is an ordinary little mountain god, his understanding of Tao Yun is far superior to mine."
"That's it, but it depends on the teacher's instructions."
Jin Zha's eyes widened and he nodded obediently.
At this moment, Manjusri suddenly stretched out his hand and took out two copper coins from his arms.
He went to the stall next to him, bought a small and exquisite candy figure, and handed it to Jin Zha with a smile.
"I heard Mrs. Li say before that this kind of candy is your favorite. Why don't you try it and see how it compares with the taste of Chentangguan."
Looking at the sugar man so close, Jin Zha was slightly stunned.
He has already become a god in the flesh. Not to mention candy people, he even disdains to eat the treasures of heaven and earth.
However, facing Manjusri's earnest gaze, Jin Zha took it over by mistake, stretched out his tongue and gently licked the candy man.
"Hey, it's so sweet."
Jin Zha's eyes flickered and he smiled bitterly.
When Manjusri heard this, he said with deep meaning in his eyes.
"Yes, even though we are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and time passes by, some things will never change, just like this little candy man, which will always be sweet."