Huangliang, full of food and drink, blooms with a dreamlike and mysterious feeling.
The misty and misty scene rippled along the surroundings, making this spiritual root even more dazzling and mysterious.
It was as if the surrounding mountains, rivers and willow trees had become illusory bubbles and not real objects.
The melodious and profound aura slowly sprouted, like soft and floating silk ribbons, quietly surrounding Manjusri.
Huang Liang shook his body slightly, causing the space to distort.
The shadow of a long, winding river suddenly appeared at the top of Mount Wutai.
The long river is wide and endless, with no source or end, and is full of mystery everywhere.
As the waves surged, many pure and lush bubbles floated precariously.
The bubbles are transparent and flawless, with fireworks rippling inside. You can vaguely see creatures chasing and playing, and concentrating on spiritual practice.
Manjusri narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and the spiritual energy in his body quietly began to flow, turning into a clear gurgling stream that quickly traveled through his limbs and bones.
The concentration of spiritual luck causes the eyes to change accordingly.
Manjusri's body is gently suspended in the air, and the golden lotus platform below continues to rotate, allowing the scent of blessing to slowly permeate the air.
His left eye turned into gold, and his right eye was decorated with silver. His long gaze could easily see through all disguises.
The flow of the long river stopped suddenly, and the bubbles floating on the surface of the river also came to a standstill.
It was as if he was frozen directly in the depths of the void by the cold winter, unable to move any further.
The space in front of him shook slightly, and was replaced by countless bizarre memory fragments.
The fragments emerge from the river one after another according to a certain special pattern. Their shapes are all kinds of strange and different, and the pictures presented inside are naturally unrelated.
The scenes recorded in the fragments look quite strange. Some are full of joy with blooming flowers, some are full of deathly silence with cries of ghosts and howling wolves, some are tearful farewells, and some are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and roars of pain.
What is recorded in these fragments is the dream of living beings.
The pictures presented in the dream are all bizarre and bizarre, without any rules or order at all. They are all planned according to the daily thoughts of living beings.
Manjusri frowned slightly, and silver light flowed from his fingertips, as if the tail feathers of a peacock were gently swinging.
As the light continued to beat, those small fragments dissipated one after another like fireworks.
Huangliang is a consumable spiritual root. There are as many as 300 dreams produced each time, but each choice will consume the spiritual root foundation.
Moreover, each time repairing the deficit requires massive resource support.
Based on Manjusri's current worth, he can only continue to delve into two dreams before he has to stop.
Therefore, every time Manjusri chooses a dream, he will be extremely cautious, for fear of doing a losing business.
He flicked his fingers, and the silver light in his palm kept flashing, smashing those poor dreams into pieces.
Although it is impossible to judge the scene in the dream by its appearance and shape, the more profound the realm of a creature, the more perfect the dream it produces.
Manjusri removes all the dross in advance and will naturally increase the success rate as much as possible.
The fragments of the dream were scattered everywhere, and they did not directly become invisible. Instead, they dissolved into misty smoke and were eaten away by the yellow beams at the bottom.
Manjusri patiently peeled off the cocoons and sorted out the final fruits.
In the process of interpreting the dream, he worked hard, as if he was selecting ancient cultural relics unearthed from the soil, and would not miss every nook and cranny.
Such a serious look would cause jokes if word got out.
Manjusri had no choice but to do this.
His realm of Dream Dao is not deep. Compared with the strong orthodox Dream Dao, he is like a mantis trying to do nothing but overestimating his own abilities.
Moreover, before obtaining a complete system of practice, Manjusri's study of this Tao was like crossing a river by feeling for stones, stumbling and having no rules at all.
Therefore, he was careful every time he made a choice, fearing that a few days of hard work would be wiped out if he made a big mistake.
As time went by, the dream was picked by Manjusri, and the last six pieces were left.
The six pieces of dreamland look round and vast.
They were floating quietly around Huang Liang, and the aura they exuded had an extremely ancient and desolate flavor, which made Manjusri narrow his eyes in satisfaction.
He gently stretched out his right hand towards the front, touching a certain dream at will.
The scene in front of him suddenly changed, and the sky and the earth changed with it. Just two breaths later, Manjusri was in a strange world.
A biting cold wave spread quietly, and wherever you looked, you could see silvery dust everywhere, swaying gently in the breeze.
The huge ancient tree stretches its body wantonly, its leaves are like handicrafts forged from mithril, and their shapes are very delicate.
There were two female fairies sitting under the old tree drinking tea.
The female fairy exudes a cold and cold charm, and her voice and smile are very familiar to Manjusri.
These two are the innate beings who guard the Lunar Star.
Xihe and Wangshu!
In the long history of the demon clan, these two great demons are the beings that breed hope.
Even after the death of several Yuanhui, countless living beings are still praising the names of Xihe and Wangshu.
Manjusri felt vaguely excited in his heart. Being able to discover the dreams of these two powerful men was a great joy for him.
Even if you can feel a little bit of Taoism, you can make a lot of money.
As if he noticed the arrival of Manjusri, Xihe put down the fragrant tea in his hand, frowned slightly, and stood up directly.
She wears a long fringed dress with a graceful figure. The corners are dotted with delicate bells, which make a clear and sweet sound every time she shakes.
"Fellow Taoist, why bother hiding, show up quickly."
Xihe's voice sounded a little cold, but more of a deep disgust.
She pinched the treasure seal with her hand, and the shining moon essence wheel appeared behind her, turning the whole world into a silvery light.
In an instant, the ancient tree that reached the sky and the earth bloomed with a bright luster, and its deep-rooted and leafy branches began to twist wildly.
Endless silver leaves swarmed towards Xi He, forming nine continuously rotating wheels behind him.
The wheel is embellished with runes and shimmering from the inside out. Every time it turns, Xihe's foundation will increase several times.
Manjusri narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and he discovered that the magical power displayed by Xi He was similar to the Wangshu inheritance received by Chang'e.
Moon Road·Sunset, crows cry and frost fills the sky!
Xihe's body was slowly suspended in the air, his eyes exuding indifference and ruthlessness.
As the tide of the moon quietly emerges, the entire world is rendered with silvery pigments.
The cold wave was mixed with a devastating offensive. Wherever it went, the space was shattered layer by layer, forming a vast and boundless ocean, constantly washing away in the direction of Manjusri.
Seeing the attack coming towards him, Manjusri secretly thought something bad. He was about to use the golden lotus to drag him away, but he found that the ninth-grade golden lotus had disappeared without a trace.
He frowned in confusion, patted his palms, and the spiritual energy in his body quietly surged.
Light Road·Chasing the Sun!
In an instant, warm and domineering light surged freely,
There is a sun that takes turns with golden colors, slowly floating out in the void.
The sun shines wantonly, causing the surrounding cold wave to retreat step by step. The rich and brilliant light washes over the surrounding land unbridled, and even the shining ancient trees become withered.
The torrent of killing unleashed by Xi He showed no means of resistance in the face of the sudden appearance of the golden sun. He could only support it for three to five breaths before it completely disappeared.
Xihe's face was slightly pale and he looked depressed.
She moved backwards and took two steps back.
Wangshu, who was standing nearby, quickly walked over, stretched out his hand to support Xihe, and looked at Manjusri with fear in his eyes.
"You, don't force us." Wang Shu scolded through gritted teeth.
At this time, Manjusri did not answer directly.
He stood there full of doubts, feeling the continuous flow of spiritual energy in his body, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.
The moment he activated his magical power, Manjusri realized that something was not right.
This dream seemed to have unique properties, making his affinity for the light path reach an unprecedented height.
Especially the Sun-Chasing Magical Power, its power has increased by at least three times.
Manjusri breathed thoughtfully, causing the mist to condense into ice crystals in front of him, illuminating his current appearance.
Sure enough, his current body is that of Emperor Jun.
Eighty percent of the gestation of dreams comes from the obsession of living beings.
Especially those ancient powerful men who have fallen will seal their lifelong wishes in dreams, and they can only be broken by getting answers.
Manjusri never expected that Huang Liang could find the dreams of Xihe and Wangshu from the long history.
He shook his head bitterly.
"Two fellow Taoists!" As the body changes, the voice will naturally be different.
At this time, Manjusri's voice sounded slightly hoarse, but it was vaguely mixed with the unique majesty of an emperor.
Looking at the scene in front of him, he didn't know what the environment was like in his dream.
The three-legged Golden Crow discovered the Taiyin Star and wanted to occupy this top dojo, but found two innate gods, Xihe and Wangshu.
The combination of yin and yang can increase the luck of the demon clan and give birth to countless new lives. Therefore, the emperor personally came to the lunar star to force the marriage.
Naturally, Xihe and Wangshu would not agree, and the two sides launched an earth-shattering battle on the Taiyin Star.
In the end, Emperor Jun won, and Nuwa personally guaranteed the matchmaking and confirmed the heavenly marriage.
This incident was recorded in the historical notebooks by the Yao Clan in great detail.
When Manjusri was in Beiming, he read a little bit.
Therefore, he understands the details inside very clearly.
This incident became the obsession of Xi He and Wang Shu, and eventually turned into a dream and separated from the original body.
What Manjusri has to do is to correctly interpret this dream as Emperor Jun.
"Tsk!"
Manjusri frowned, and the shadow of Lu Ya suddenly appeared in his mind.
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