The rolling heat waves rise and fall one after another, converging into a magnificent ocean.
The burning charm swayed and scattered, reflecting the sky thousands of miles away, as scarlet and transparent as a rose.
Under the fusang, Manjusri sat cross-legged, holding a white porcelain vase in his palm, with a slowly rotating light wheel revealed behind him.
The light wheel is bright and bright, dotted with a large number of flowers, and every time it turns, it blooms with fragrance, making the sun star filled with fire feel warmer than ever before.
At this time, a stream of light floated in and landed accurately in Manjusri's arms.
This is an exquisite paper crane that looks lifelike, with runes written on its surface, and continues to flicker with the aura.
Faith·Fengxin!
Manjusri frowned thoughtfully, put it in his palm and crushed it gently.
In an instant, many complicated and confusing messages floated out along the broken paper crane, directly wrapping Manjusri's body.
The information recorded inside is exactly the current situation of Mount Sumeru.
Manjusri's expression was slightly solemn, and his eyes exuded striking awe.
Lu Ya was watching Fusang from the side. After seeing the change in Manjusri's expression, he quickly walked over and asked with doubts in his eyes: "What's wrong?"
Manjusri did not pay attention directly, but scattered the paper crane into pieces and blew it in front of Lu Ya.
Lu Ya frowned slightly. After reading Qingshi's report, he couldn't help but feel extremely angry: "Zhen Yuanzi, Minghe, Xuandu...these sanctimonious things actually openly intercepted the flower arrangement resources in the empty world."
"It's really abominable. If you don't follow the right path and learn the tricks of those in the market, what's the use of blocking your chance of becoming a saint?"
Seeing Lu Yao's angry look, Manjusri suddenly laughed.
He stretched out his hand, rubbed Lu Ya's head, and said in a very gentle tone: "Now, everyone knows that I want to achieve Hunyuan with flower arrangement. Those old guys living in the dark are naturally unwilling to let me break through smoothly. After all, the saint
The era of commanding the three realms has passed. If a new saint like me appears, the landscape of mountains, rivers, sun and moon will be baptized, which is something no one wants to see."
"Look at Zhen Yuanzi and Ming He. They fought fiercely for Hong Yun's death. Now, in order to prevent me from achieving Hunyuan, why don't they unite with each other and advance and retreat together? That senior brother Xuandu is
They are notoriously quiet and inactive, but they can take the initiative to fight with each other. You can imagine how terrifying pressure it is for them to build the flower path to reach the sky and achieve Hunyuan."
After hearing this, Lu Ya's expression was full of disdain.
He looked at the vast sea of clouds and said sarcastically: "Xuanmen likes to do this kind of short-sighted things, just like the evil ghosts in the depths of the underworld. They know that they will never be able to escape for the rest of their lives, but they still like to stifle the vitality of their kind. They are not as good as us monsters."
I am happy and sincere whether I win or lose."
"You monsters?" Manjusri was a little disbelieving when he heard what Lu Ya said, and looked at him with strange eyes.
He suppressed his smile and said: "I remember that in order to snatch the Hongmeng Purple Qi, your uncle used the East Emperor Bell to shatter the mountains and rivers into several pieces, just to kill Hongyun and gain opportunities. Now you are still talking shamelessly.
What he said was sincere, I wonder how sad the dead Hongyun would be if he knew about it."
"You~" Lu Ya suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Then he saw the smile in Manjusri's eyes and became angry. He stretched out his right hand, pinched the back of Wenshu's neck, and cursed: "Die to me!"
After the fight was over, Lu Ya was still a little worried.
He looked at Manjusri and asked: "However, these powerful men are all strong men from ancient times. Although they cannot confront you head-on, compared with their families and resources, they are dozens of times richer than those in the West. If they want to
Intercepting ikebana resources will probably have a great impact on you, and this is no small matter."
"Don't worry, I have already prepared." Manjusri smiled calmly.
Immediately, he approached Lu Ya and whispered: "You know, those great sages in Beiming have been placed in the Kongming world by me during this period, and they each hide their identities to help me purchase resources. Now they are openly
It’s just a blue lion, there are many behind the scenes.”
"Besides, ikebana is difficult, but I am the only one who dominates it. So what if I delay the progress? At worst, I will spend double or ten times the time to continuously improve the internal shortcomings. There is no need to be too anxious now. They have joined forces to block the ikebana trade. It seems to be a huge momentum.
, but it is constantly consuming material and financial resources, how long can even the wealthy Heavenly Court last?"
"Our current focus is on the cultivation of Mengdao. We can put aside the flower arrangement for the time being. Besides, if you can resurrect your father and uncle, based on the relationship between you and me, the entire prehistoric era will be mine."
, when the time comes, it won’t be at your fingertips.”
"Yes, yes, you are right." Lu Ya nodded helplessly.
"You are more concerned about resurrecting the Demon Court than me now. There are also those veterans from Beiming. They don't discuss anything with me now. Instead, they take the initiative to let you give me advice. I don't know, I thought you were the only one."
He is the prince of Demon Court."
After hearing this, Manjusri patted Lu Ya on the shoulder and said with a smile of relief: "The prince used to be too bohemian and unruly, which exhausted the veterans of Beiming. Now, they know that I can take care of you, so they will naturally skip the intermediate steps.
"
"Lu Ya, be careful. I will do my best to realize your wish. All you have to do is be happy and do the things you like."
Lu Ya nodded, left the fusang tree, and went to the central palace to practice.
Manjusri sat cross-legged and relied on the aura of fusang to temper his physical body. At the same time, he told Qingshi to give up buying ikebana resources and instead buy the exotic flowers and herbs of Mengdao.
The wind direction in the empty world suddenly changed, making Zhen Yuanzi and other strong men suddenly confused.
The trade front that was finally formed has no chance of colliding with the Green Lion. Maintaining the market and stabilizing the price requires a large amount of spiritual stones to be dispersed. The terrifying consumption makes these strong men breathless.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It's really strange, Manjusri is so good. What are you doing with the resources of the Dream Path? Could it be that you have lost your mind and gone crazy?" Ancestor Styx murmured to himself, his eyes filled with tears.
It's doubt.
He sat on the slowly rotating blood-red lotus platform, holding two extremely sharp blades in his arms. Every time he shook it, he could roll up a massive wave of killing.
Youfang's small flag shines in the sky, rolling up a massive red ocean, which looks extremely dreamlike.
Many Shura were surrounded by small flags, practicing the Blood Sea technique.
Some of them looked ferocious, others were charming and charming, and they continued to breathe out sharp-edged sword energy amidst the surging waves.
The unique fishy and sweet smell of the Shura tribe spread out quietly, making the restless heart of Patriarch Styx gradually become much calmer.
He looked at the respectful female Shura beside him and ordered: "Liangrou, go and ask the Rakshasa girl to come over."
The Shura named Liangrou was charming and enchanting. She was wearing a pink dress, her skin was as white as snow, and her eyebrows were full of tenderness.
After hearing Ming He's instructions, Liangrou did not leave directly, but bowed and saluted extremely respectfully, saying: "To inform my ancestors, the Rakshasa girl has left the Blood Sea and gone to Dongsheng China to find opportunities. After leaving
At that time, she also took away 30% of the treasure house resources."
"So that's the case, I actually forgot." Styx nodded with sudden realization.
Then, he tapped lightly in front of him, and a rich red light flashed in front of him.
The radiance spread freely, turning into a wide water mirror, and then slowly suspended in the air, blooming into a pure and dreamy light.
The image in the mirror continued to change, and not long after, the figure of the Rakshasa girl appeared.
"Ancestor." The Rakshasa girl saluted respectfully.
Ancestor Styx nodded indifferently, and then looked at the Rakshasa girl with a slightly scrutinizing look, with a hint of doubt in his tone: "When you left the Blood Sea and went to Dongsheng China, you told me that there was a proficient
Zhidao’s best friend is in the east, what is his name..."
"Second Sister Mao," the Rakshasa girl replied.
"Yes, yes, that's her."
After hearing this name, Patriarch Styx nodded repeatedly, and then solemnly told the Rakshasa girl: "During this period, I always feel that something is not right. Manjusri has been joined by us ancient powerful men in the world of Kunming.
Interception did not show the slightest anger, but instead went to buy those cheap Dream Dao resources. I want you to help me find this second sister and ask what kind of medicine is sold in Manjusri's gourd."
Hearing this, the Rakshasa girl nodded, but the worry on her face could not be concealed.
She looked at Ancestor Styx, and after thinking for a long time, she finally persuaded him: "Ancestor, which avenue Manjusri will take to achieve Hunyuan in the future has no impact at all on our Blood Sea. You are now with several powerful people.
Joining forces seems to have blocked all retreat routes for Manjusri, but you have forgotten that he has deep roots in the Cengdu Mountains and has a close relationship with the demon clan in Beiming. More importantly, in the battle of Yin and Yang, Manjusri relied on his
The blood capital formation has robbed the third level of luck of Chanjiao. In the future, even if you travel around the mountains and rivers, your realm will rise with the recovery of the aura, and the tide will rise, and you will achieve Hunyuan. It is just a matter of time. No matter how much resources you consume,
Is it possible to intercept him for a hundred thousand or a million years?"
"Furthermore, the sea has changed, the stars have changed, and the peak state of the Blood Sea no longer exists. Not only have countless elite soldiers been injured in the successive collisions of Buddhism, but even we need to stay away from the Blood Sea and find another way out. It is conceivable that we
Now it has become a target of public criticism. If you continue to cause trouble as before, I am afraid that those strong people will attack in groups. By then, the blood sea will really be on the verge of collapse. Ancestor, listen to me and let it go.
Whether it is Manjusri, Buddhism, or the declining Kunlun Mountains, no sea of blood can resist it."
The Rakshasa girl could be said to be sonorous and sincere in her words, but to Patriarch Styx, they seemed particularly harsh.
Facing his direct descendant's persuasion and persuasion, Ancestor Minghe waved his hand disapprovingly: "Silly boy, the hardships in front of you are the cornerstone of your growth. You have to know that thirty years in Hedong, thirty years...
…”
Wow...
Before Patriarch Styx could finish his words, the mirror in front of him instantly shattered into countless fragments.
Liangrou, who was standing next to her, touched her nose awkwardly and then slowly spoke.