The patter of spring rain is continuous, drifting away with a pure charm.
The endless lotus blossoms slowly bloom in the spring rain, exuding vast and rich vitality.
Countless white heads call the tide, and one after another they rise to the surface of the water.
They have slender bodies, elegant manners, and endless tenderness in their eyes.
He called the tide to wipe the pure and transparent horn in his hand, and his lips and teeth exuded the brilliance of love, like endless layers of glass entangled with each other.
Then, they played melodious music.
The music is so heart-wrenching that it quietly permeates the heaven, earth and rain, making the air instantly become filled with emotion.
The strange beasts scattered around, wrapped in this kind of music, immediately became short of breath, vaguely changing towards some kind of crazy trend.
Dingguang Bodhisattva has deep eyes and holds the treasure seal in his hand. He stands in the continuous spring rain and is full of thoughts in his heart.
"well!"
He let out a long sigh, his eyes full of loneliness.
In the West, a swampland where dragons and tigers compete, the situation of Dingguang Bodhisattva can be described as extremely embarrassing.
During the Battle of Fengshen, Dingguang Bodhisattva betrayed the Jie Sect and stole the Six Divine Flags, the most precious treasure of the Tongtian Sect, to join the West.
I thought that my status would rise as a result, but I didn't expect that the two sages in the West would become ruthless. Not only did they fail to fulfill their original promise, but they also sent Dingguang Bodhisattva to a bitter and cold place.
At the beginning, those three thousand mortals who shed their lives and blood for Jiejiao were forcibly saved by Saint Chunti to Mount Sumeru in the West and became Buddhas. This made them unwilling and at the same time, they were even more angry towards Dingguang Bodhisattva.
If Dingguang Bodhisattva had not snatched the Six Divine Flags, would Jiejiao have a different ending?
It is precisely because of this idea that everyone despises Dingguang Bodhisattva. Not only did they secretly intercept and kill him many times, he even openly impeached the Bodhisattva on Mount Sumeru, causing him to not only lose the worship of Buddhism, but even become a despised existence by Buddhism.
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If it had not been for Dingguang Bodhisattva taking precautions during the Battle of Kunlun and embracing Manjushri in advance, he would have been expelled from the Western system by now.
Looking at the prosperous scene of singing and dancing in the outside world, and then looking at his own Taoist temple that was full of barrenness and coldness, Dingguang Bodhisattva couldn't help but sigh, with melancholy filling his brows.
At the beginning, when the battle was at its most anxious, he did not stick to his true intentions, was bewitched by the Second Holy Temple of the West, and committed a heinous crime. It is reasonable that he ended up in such an embarrassing situation now.
At this moment, a bright golden light suddenly appeared on the horizon.
The pure and full charm rushed towards the face, and the vision of the golden lotus that illuminated the heaven and earth turned into a surging tide and appeared in the depths of the sky.
Manjusri came here wearing a blue Taoist robe, with his hands behind his back and his long eyes.
He dropped the cloud directly, pointed lightly, and the golden lotus surrounding it disappeared instantly.
Manjusri came to Dingguang Bodhisattva, looked at him with great interest, and then said.
"On the way here, I knew that the state of the Bodhisattva would be very embarrassing, but no monastery would be in such a mess. Looking around, there are ordinary resources that are readily available, even the rare ones brought from Jiejiao.
The varieties seem to be very few nowadays.”
Hearing Manjusri say this, Dingguang Bodhisattva's mouth was full of bitterness.
He waved his hands helplessly, his voice sounding slightly hoarse.
"Everything is unpredictable and fickle. I am no longer the glorious attendant of the Seven Immortals at the beginning. It is expected that my status will suddenly fall to the bottom."
Dingguang Bodhisattva looked at Manjusri with some confusion in his eyes.
"Fellow Taoist is extremely busy on weekdays. Why do you have time to come to this bitter cold land of mine? But what are your instructions?"
Manjusri did not answer directly, but lightly patted the white porcelain bottle in his hands.
In an instant, the elegant and bright light flickered quietly, surrounding the sky full of stars and fireflies flying high, making the surrounding air much clearer.
In the blink of an eye, the gorgeous red jade tree suddenly appeared in front of Dingguang Bodhisattva.
"I got this spiritual plant by chance. If I plant it on the boundary of the Gengdu Mountains, it will continue to destroy the surrounding environment and soil foundation. It just so happens that you have been cultivating Tidecallers in large quantities recently. The feces of this strange beast are not good for
For the ruby tree, it is a rare and valuable fertilizer."
Manjusri's eyes were deep and there was a faint smile on his lips.
He shook his hands slightly in front of him, causing the surrounding soil to suddenly churn, and a deep pit appeared on the ground.
The ruby tree fell steadily into the deep pit, and its roots continued to spread toward the depths of the soil at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After only three or five breaths, the red jade tree was successfully planted in the dojo of Dingguang Bodhisattva.
"This spiritual plant is a back-up specially arranged by the ancestors of Yin and Yang. The spiritual charm contained inside is extremely pure. If it is planted deep in the dojo, it can subtly increase the fertility of the soil. The jade Tao spiritual essence provided by the roots and branches
, it is an extremely rare and precious resource.”
"If you are willing, how about splitting it 50-50?"
Dingguang Bodhisattva was slightly stunned when he heard this.
He couldn't believe that such a good thing would come to his door.
Those disgraceful pasts have kept Dingguang Bodhisattva in an embarrassing situation in Buddhism.
Over time, he has become accustomed to being alone in the bitter cold terrain.
Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, Manjusri actually sent timely rain, which made Dingguang Bodhisattva extremely excited.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help."
Dingguang Bodhisattva said with great emotion. He quickly bowed and saluted, but did not hear Manjusri's reply.
He nodded quietly, but found that Manjusri had disappeared without a trace, as if he had never been here.
Only the ruby tree thrived in the moisture of the soil, as if telling Dingguang Bodhisattva that this was not an illusion.
After finishing these trivial matters, Manjusri returned to the Huahai Cave without stopping to continue searching for souls.
The overwhelming fragrant flowers exuded a prosperous charm, making Manjusri narrow his eyes in intoxication.
He slowly stretched out his hands, feeling the aura surrounding his fingertips, and nodded with great satisfaction.
It can be said that the blue lion is trying its best to continuously plunder various ikebana resources to fill this cave.
Although this process is extremely slow compared to the huge cave, there is always hope.
Moreover, hundreds of millions of monks in the West are now jointly exploring the magical power of flower arrangement, making this avenue gradually more prosperous.
Manjusri can be sure that it won't be long before, relying on the merits bred from his journey to the west, he will be able to ride the wind and waves and climb to the top with flower arrangement.
"A treasure like the ruby tree looks beautiful, but in fact it is extremely overbearing and weird. Not only can it continue to consume the soil of the dojo, but it can also bring all kinds of disasters to the host. It is not suitable to be planted in the Gengdu Mountains.
But after all, this is an adult spiritual plant. If you really throw it into the empty world and sell it, you will suffer a big loss. It is better to hand it over to Dingguang Bodhisattva for careful cultivation."
"However, in the inheritance land of the ancestors of Yin and Yang, there are still many rare and top-level resources such as colorful stones. Unfortunately, I have no choice now. I can only give these treasures as gifts to other allies. While stabilizing the alliance, I can also
Can use this to evade the Tathagata's power."
Thinking of this, Manjusri narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
He put all the chores aside and once again captured the soul of Patriarch Yin and Yang.
In the nurturing of many protected resources, the soul of ancestor Yin and Yang has recovered as before. It is no longer as tired as it was at the beginning, but is full of energy and exudes a sense of beauty.
Seeing the figure of Manjusri appear, Patriarch Yin Yang's eyes flashed with huge fear, and he could not bear the fear and trembling in his heart.
Seeing Patriarch Yin Yang in such a panic, Manjusri showed a faint smile on his lips.
The soul of this demon saint is like a huge treasure hidden deep in the desert. Just the details revealed are enough for Manjusri's realm to advance by leaps and bounds.
Moreover, his memory is not only the inheritance of the Great Wisdom Mother, it can be said to be all-encompassing and encompasses the whole world.
Manjusri searched the souls of the ancestors of Yin and Yang over and over again, just to get these mysteries. In addition to the basic inheritance of magical powers, he also wanted to get the experience accumulated by the ancestors of Yin and Yang in several Yuanhui.
Under the panicked gaze of the Yin-Yang Ancestor, Manjusri slowly stretched out his palm, and countless pure coral cages quietly appeared in the depths of the sea of flowers, directly binding the Yin-Yang Ancestor.
Manjusri's eyes contained infinite philosophy, and he searched for the soul again. After only three or five breaths, he received the gift from the ancestor of Yin and Yang.
This time, among the lost memories of the ancestors of Yin and Yang, it turned out to be Hou Qing's method of turning into a physical body.
This method is a unique skill that the ancestors of Yin and Yang worked with the generals in ancient times. It can completely separate the generals from their withered bodies and turn them into fresh flesh and blood.
This method can not only completely get rid of the Zombie identity, but also significantly improve the aura and realm.
Just like the original female slave.
"Huh?"
Manjusri frowned thoughtfully.
His eyes were deep and he looked at Patriarch Yin Yang with great interest.
In the fighting battles in ancient times, superiority was always determined by the size of fists.
Only those who are truly strong can stand proudly in the wind and rain. As a large clan blessed with a physical body, how could the Zombie clan abandon their physical body at the expense of their own merits?
"Could it be~"
Manjusri gently rubbed the Taoist robe with his hands, and suddenly he had a suspicion in his mind.
Under the frightened eyes of the ancestor Yin Yang, he once again used the method of searching for souls.
This time, Manjusri has a purpose.
He did everything in great detail and kept searching deep in the memory of ancestor Yin Yang. Finally, after going through a lot of hardships, he got the matching memory fragments.
In this memory, the method of turning the body into a zombie is vividly described.
This method was created so long ago that it can even be traced back to the beginning of the world. It can turn living flesh and blood into zombies through formations. It not only provides an extremely powerful body, but also completely puts the life span into a state of stagnation.
The two methods can be said to complement each other, which amazed Manjusri.