Chapter 47: Thousands of spells transformed the wilderness
In the splendid palace, the roaring and shouting sounds continued one after another.
Flowers, birds, fish and insects, birds and beasts, mountains and rivers, thousands of visions bloom in the palace.
This is the scene that is automatically created when the skill comes into contact with the light of day.
Manjusri pushed away the shadow of the little brown bear and walked inside.
The architecture of the palace instantly melted into the void, and was replaced by the vast sky, with thousands of stars shining brightly.
Those skills seem to have been poured into consciousness, either in groups, in groups of three or five, or alone, gathering together like a small prehistoric world.
There are ferocious looking tigers and lone wolves, there are talented scholars and beauties chatting and laughing, there are vibrant lakes and spring scenery, there are giant trees, rocks, streams, and fire balls, scattered with the unique aura of the avenue and the stars that echo each other. p>
Various techniques bloom with their own glow, and transparent chains can be vaguely seen, firmly binding them in the starry sky.
Roar~
At this moment, the extremely winding blue dragon soared out under the sky.
Its feet are on auspicious clouds, its beards are slender, its scales are lifelike and reflect the stars, and its back is covered with delicate and bright flowers and vines.
This is the vitality of the Kunlun Mountains that Guangchengzi just sacrificed.
Green, alive.
Dragon, long.
Vitality moistens things silently like spring rain, nourishing the charm of these spells all the time, so that they will not be lost in the long years.
Manjusri glanced briefly and found that several of the visions were slightly illusory, and were obviously being picked by other disciples.
The stars in the sky twinkled slightly, and under the pull of some special ability, they gathered into the mysterious array of the Nine Palaces and Bagua.
The mysterious and cold starlight is scattered in the technique, like thousands of silk ribbons hanging on the sash, giving it a sense of nobility and luxury.
Manjusri was not in a hurry, but walked freely in the sky, carefully browsing these strange inheritances.
Suddenly, a green hairpin in the distance attracted his attention.
The hairpin is exquisitely made, flat and wide, with golden lines all over the body. The end is inlaid with a green gemstone, carved into a lifelike cat's eye shape, and slowly rotates to exude a bamboo-like atmosphere.
Manjusri walked over, reached out and took the hairpin in his hand, and suddenly a strange dream appeared in front of his eyes.
In the endless dry desert, there is a verdant bamboo forest with a gurgling stream running through it, exuding a moist charm to the outside world.
A woman wearing Bagua fairy clothes walks barefoot in the bamboo forest, her eyes are clear and her expression is elegant.
Those creatures who were tortured by the sun in the desert quickly ran over after seeing this bamboo forest, lying down by the stream and drinking heavily.
The sun star hangs blazingly high in the sky, dispersing the filth of the world into the cold corners.
The woman was unmoved and continued to walk in the forest and murmured.
At this time, the shadows on the ground seemed to be pulled, and they started to squirm slowly with vitality.
As the chanting became faster and faster, the shadows on the ground squirmed even more violently.
They seem to be like spider webs, trapping those creatures that have gone astray, quickly wrapping them into cocoons, and constantly eating away the blood inside the body.
The creatures struggled, but to no avail. As the blood was absorbed, they turned into skin bags wrapped with bones and were buried casually in the soil.
The woman was still murmuring, as if she didn't care about this tragic situation.
The shadow swallow returns to the corner like a forest, waiting for the next prey to arrive.
Bang~
The scene turned into fragments and scattered on the ground like mirrors.
Manjusri opened his eyes slightly tiredly and found that he was back among the vast stars again.
At the same time, a line of small words also appeared on the hairpin in his hand.
Bamboo Forest Funeral Song: The sound is said to summon souls and suck flesh and blood, and the sun eclipses three kilograms of precious flowers.
Manjusri carefully stroked the green hairpin and then put it back to its original place.
This method is so profound that only a great master of sound can exert its full power.
If you want to cast this spell, you need the support of the Yinqing Bamboo Forest to capture all the passing creatures in the trap.
The conditions are harsh and harmful to nature.
He has a broad vision and looks down on these trails, so he continues to walk forward.
However, strangely enough, there are hundreds of ghost spells in the palace.
The visions they present are not as spooky and terrifying as the underworld, but they are transformed into exquisite hairpins, phantoms, pearls and jade, jewelry and precious stones, as if they are specially designed to attract Manjusri's selection.
"The ghost path is indeed the mainstream path today, but it is restrained by Buddhist techniques. When encountered, it is like the morning sun melting snow, and it is difficult to maintain. It is not suitable for me."
Manjusri passed through the ocean of ghost magic, and further forward, there was a giant tree that reached the sky.
The giant tree has deep roots and lush leaves, and its branches stretch out unbridled, covered with all kinds of strange gems.
These gems are not exquisite, and even look a little ferocious. They look like abandoned ruins that have been randomly picked up as decorations.
Yellow-brown light evaporates from below, turning into a small black snake, slowly climbing up.
At the same time, the unique sweet aroma of earth penetrates.
Zhi Ge: Mud Road, Dingzhu Dao Dao Yun Liuxi, take a little bit of Jiutianxi soil every year.
Manjusri recognized this spell, which was the famous skill of Huangni Patriarch.
This powerful man was born from filth. His cultivation of the mud path is unpredictable and ever-changing. He was recommended by Gui Che when he was established in the Demon Court, and he firmly sits in the 63rd position.
He has a cruel personality and is decisive in killing. He led the elite soldiers in the mountains and conquered countless cities for the Demon Court. Especially when Yingyu attacked the Huashi Tribe, he took the lead in paving the way for them. He broke through his original intention in the predicament of the Wu clan and created this way.
Famous stunt.
Stop fighting.
It is said that this spell can suppress the great avenue and seal it in the turbulence of the void. Even the peak quasi-sage cannot compete with it.
Since then, Huang Ni Patriarch’s status has grown exponentially, and he is unrivaled in the Demon Court.
During the Battle of Penglai, he used this spell to forcefully destroy the eastern hub of the Penglai formation, tear open the airtight defense, and ignite the first fire for the Demon Court to break through Penglai.
However, before his death, Prince Dong burned his vitality in exchange for infinite spiritual power, used a clean water bowl to wash away the dirty mud flow, and personally broke his neck. After the death of the Huangni ancestor, the remaining heirs got the emperor's
Jun's best care led to him not wanting to make progress and being addicted to having fun all day long. There never appeared again a descendant who could carry the banner of the dirt track.
This great power was like a firework, shining brightly for just a few days before falling into dust and disappearing.
Manjusri did not expect to see the inheritance of this ancestor in the Golden Palace of Yuanshi.
But it's a pity that although the magic is powerful, the feeding is extremely harsh.
Even the saint Nuwa didn't have much of this heavenly and earthly treasure like Jiutianxi soil, let alone use it to feed his skills.
What's more, if Manjusri has the Nine Heavens Breathing Land, he can trade it with Houtu to help her better master the six paths of reincarnation, which is better than feeding this magic.
Manjusri sighed and reluctantly left the area covered by the giant tree.
Tweet~
At this time, there was a bluebird fluttering on the right, and it suddenly made a loud chirping sound.