As soon as he finished speaking, the fragrant smell hit his face, and the fantastic flowers rippling around suddenly grew, mixed with the unique freshness of spring, and finally formed a huge colorful cloud bed.
The cloud bed slowly floated in the air, and a soft and graceful smoke slowly condensed out along the veins, swaying back and forth in front of Manjusri, and finally formed the vicissitudes of the Yin-Yang ancestor.
At this time, Patriarch Yin Yang's body was particularly stooped and looked shaky, exuding an air of exhaustion and decadence.
As soon as he appeared in front of Manjusri, he started coughing violently.
Manjusri was calm and composed, with his hands behind his back, looking at Patriarch Yin and Yang quietly, his eyes full of determination.
"You, how did you find out?"
Patriarch Yin Yang's voice was particularly hoarse, vaguely mixed with unbelievable emotions.
His body was heaving violently due to coughing, like a broken window that was about to be destroyed by the howling cold wind.
Seeing the other party's embarrassed appearance, Manjusri waved his hand calmly.
He took two steps forward and came to the ancestor of Yin and Yang, looking at him with interest.
"The establishment of the capital formation consumed so many resources. Even the loyal quasi-sages became fertilizer to promote the operation of the formation. Why has the resource-rich Yin Yang Cave been forgotten?"
"And after the dust settled, Yin Yang Dong suddenly disappeared without a trace, and finally appeared in the hands of Guang Chengzi. There were too many strange things in it. I felt that you, an old guy, would definitely not die.
Too clean.”
Having said this, Manjusri narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
The light of wisdom flows gently in the eyes, and the exquisite heart beats sonorously and powerfully.
He could easily sense that the ancestor of Yin and Yang in front of him was just the remaining soul, which was similar to the original King Suddhodana.
The opponent looks like he has a chance to win, but in fact he is an embroidered pillow and will not mind too much trouble.
The reason why he is hiding in the Yin Yang Cave and waiting for the future is probably because he still has some means to use.
The Yin Yang Ancestor's hiding methods are extremely mysterious, and even ordinary quasi-sage experts cannot detect the strangeness.
If Manjusri hadn't cleaned up all the resources inside and used it to plant ikebana resources to fill the gaps, the ancestor of Yin and Yang might not have been discovered.
"Old guy, what on earth do you want to do after hiding here for so long?"
Manjusri's words were full of indifference, which made the ancestor of Yin and Yang feel cold all over his body.
This remnant soul of his is the secret hand that was hidden here before the Battle of Kunlun. It not only stores all the memories of the original body, but also has many inheritances about itself.
The purpose of this method is to allow the remnant soul to make a comeback after a sudden accident by relying on the foundation of Yin Yang Cave Heaven.
Unexpectedly, Manjusri discovered the trick.
Because of this, Patriarch Yin Yang became a little nervous, but on the surface he still pretended to be calm and calm.
He nodded calmly, twirled his long beard with his hands, looked at Manjusri with burning eyes, and said loudly.
"I really didn't expect that I, with my far-reaching plans and detailed layout, would be discovered by a little guy like you. Not only did I go to Kunlun Mountain to seize the Yin-Yang Cave, but I also directly cleaned up many of my arrangements here."
"In this case, let's open the sky and speak openly. I can teach you the inheritance of body cultivation, but in return, you need to help me reincarnate as an Eight Treasures Master."
Having said this, Patriarch Yin Yang raised his head slightly, his face full of vitality.
As the top powerhouse in ancient times, Patriarch Yin Yang’s heritage and methods have truly led the entire era.
Faced with her complete inheritance, even the Second Saint of the West could not resist its temptation.
Therefore, he believed that Manjusri would do his best to help him, and his tone couldn't help but become arrogant and domineering.
Seeing the other person's calm and calm appearance, Manjusri showed a faint smile on his lips.
The way of soul·steadfast!
He slowly stretched out his hand, and his fingers quietly swayed, and many gray vines flowed out.
The vines are entangled with each other, and many sharp barbs grow on the surface, like lightning and flints binding the ancestors of Yin and Yang together.
The sudden change made it difficult for the ancestors of Yin and Yang to react.
His eyes widened, and just as he was about to struggle, his whole body was wrapped in severe pain, which made him sweat and tremble all over.
Before he could react, Manjusri grabbed him by the neck and forcefully carried him in front of him.
Seeing the Yin Yang Patriarch who was full of fear, Manjusri showed a faint smile on his lips, looking slightly crazy and ferocious.
"They are all scum that has lost its soul, yet they are still thinking of ways to make a comeback. It seems that the scenery of the ancient times has made Senior Yin Yang no longer able to even kowtow."
Having said this, Manjusri moved his fingers gently, and the surroundings were filled with the majestic and rich charm of the soul.
In an instant, the whole world became gloomy and cold.
The thorns and vines that continued to climb the rock thrived in the package of this strange aura, with extremely sharp barbs extending from the surface, spreading towards the body of the Yin Yang Ancestor.
The barbs contained a harsh and destructive flavor, instantly leaving the Yin Yang Ancestor's body riddled with holes.
Many dense and strange runes swayed out and were evenly scattered around the edges of each wound, blocking the body's ability to automatically recover.
The sharp and bloody pain came one after another, causing the ancestor of Yin and Yang to continue to scream shrilly.
He gritted his teeth, trying to ignore the pain, but he forgot that he was no longer flesh and blood.
"Manjusri, you deserve to die!"
Ancestor Yin Yang cursed through gritted teeth, his face full of surging anger.
He wished he could just break free from the shackles of the vines and cut Manjusri into pieces.
Unfortunately, this is just the fantasy of the ancestors of Yin and Yang.
The vines wrapped around each other faster and faster, and the continuous pain continued to burst out on the surface of the body, like a continuous spring rain, extending towards the internal organs.
As the pain became more intense, the Yin Yang Ancestor's body began to tremble violently.
This body formed by the condensed souls is like a tattered candle that is about to be extinguished, and you can feel the charm of decay and decline.
Manjusri's eyes were filled with indifference. Seeing the other party's embarrassment, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.
He pointed lightly in front of him, and a breeze suddenly blew up around him.
In an instant, countless colorful petals floated in.
The fallen flowers are colorful and beautiful, as if a rainbow has broken into pieces, rendering the surroundings magnificent.
The unique spiritual energy of ikebana continues to burst out, making the surrounding air become extremely fragrant.
Manjusri blew lightly in front of him, and the petals fluttering around him suddenly circled over, tightly wrapping Manjusri and the ancestor of Yin and Yang.
The rich fragrance of flowers filled the space between heaven and earth, making Patriarch Yin and Yang feel increasingly panicked.
With many years of rich experience in bloody fighting, he can feel the terrifying murderous intention coming towards him in the bustling scene.
Seeing Manjusri's exceptionally bright smile, Patriarch Yin Yang suddenly felt cold all over.
In front of this powerful quasi-sage, all the methods that he was proud of were sealed and could not be used at all. It was like a fresh fish slaughtered at will, struggling painfully, but still unable to change the outcome of death.
Moreover, the other party seems to have a bright smile, but his methods are extremely ruthless.
Manjusri didn't hesitate at all, and sealed all his escape routes at the drop of a hat.
Feeling the speed at which the vines continued to spread inside his body, Patriarch Yin Yang's heart was instantly occupied by fear.
He is not the real body, but an incarnation formed by condensing the remnants of his soul. He originally wanted to rely on the rare treasures in the Yin and Yang Cave and cooperate with the large formation that had been arranged deep in the sky to quietly reincarnate in the Kunlun Mountains.
Unexpectedly, the layout was destroyed several times by Manjusri.
At the critical moment, the opponent replaced the original body, used the Hongmeng Purple Qi as a sacrifice, and listened to the teachings of heaven and earth.
Later, he relied on the remnants of the bloody formation to eat up all the quasi-sages who participated in the Kunlun Battle, thereby forging an extremely powerful body.
The remnant soul of Patriarch Yin Yang could be seen clearly inside the cave, and the fear in his heart towards this quasi-sage could be said to have reached its extreme.
I thought that since Guangchengzi took away the cave, the two parties would not interact with each other in the future, but I didn't expect that the other party actually committed suicide in Kunlun Mountain and snatched the Yin and Yang Cave.
Then, in order to avoid the trouble of calamity during the journey to the west, Jin Chanzi came to Yin Yang Cave to search for resources and cultivate himself into a quasi-sage.
I thought that all the troubles would stop, but I didn't expect that there would be problems with Manjusri's practice.
As a last resort, Manjusri chose to major in ikebana, in order to build the Yin-Yang Cave into a world of ikebana.
In just a few months, the entire layout of Yin Yang Cave was completely taken care of by Qing Shi, a coolie.
This lion is a real fool, leading many monks to be busy and busy.
The opponent not only uprooted the resources that the main body had carefully cultivated before, but even directly wiped out the formations that it had painstakingly laid out.
Before the ancestor of Yin and Yang could react to what happened, he was dazzled by the overwhelming sea of flowers and resources.
Flowers are flying freely, full of vitality, and the scene of blooming flowers fills every corner of the cave.
This seemingly splendid scene makes the ancestors of Yin and Yang always restless.
He could clearly feel that the backhand arranged in this cave was quickly being wiped away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The chances of a successful resurrection in the future become increasingly slim.
During this time, Ancestor Yin Yang was extremely frightened.
He hid in a corner all day long, afraid of being discovered by those strong men.
Fortunately, during this period, Qingshi was taking care of it and didn't cause any trouble.
I thought I could live a peaceful life, but I didn't expect Manjusri to suddenly appear.
The moment the other party appeared, Ancestor Yin and Yang could sense that the wise and vague eyes were falling on him.
He knew in his heart that his hidden methods were clearly visible to the other party.
Avoiding is useless, it is better to stand up and negotiate terms with the other party.
He originally wanted to pull the tiger's skin to deceive Manjusri, but he didn't expect that the other party would be merciless and directly take action, using the soul method to tie him up.
Ancestor Yin Yang swallowed with great difficulty. He could easily sense the murderous aura emanating from Manjusri's body.
It was obvious that this quasi-sage was not a loser, but a strong man who had to survive a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Ancestor Yin Yang's breath became anxious. He opened his mouth wide and was about to beg for mercy in pain, but found that the palm of Manjusri's hand was quietly shining with a black luster.
He seemed to feel something, and his eyes were full of fear and uneasiness.
"Fellow Taoist, please listen to my explanation. There is no need to do such crazy things."
Facing Patriarch Yin and Yang's begging for mercy, Manjusri didn't feel the slightest disturbance in his heart.
He knew very well that a strong man of this level was exceptionally rich in both resourcefulness and means.
Taking action directly is the best way.
Thinking of this, Manjusri concentrated all his attention and used his magical power.
The mud in the palm became more and more shiny.
This luster looks particularly deep, as if it is slowly squirming like thick sludge, and can vaguely emit a biting cold wave.
Ancestor Yin Yang seemed to be in deep fear, and his whole body was trembling violently.
However, this kind of struggle has no effect in front of Manjusri.
Manjusri gently pressed the head of Patriarch Yin and Yang, and the mud in his palms flowed to each other, turning into many exquisite chains, wrapping the head of Patriarch Yin and Yang layer by layer.