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Chapter 54 Entering Xiqi and taking spiritual liquid

 Jin Zha's camp is simple and unpretentious. Apart from the bed and table, there is only one green lamp, burning steadily and alone.

The blanket spread on the ground is a little thin, and you can still feel the unevenness of the ground when walking.

Jin Zha left Xiqi in a hurry. Before leaving, he specifically told his two younger brothers to take more care of his master, just like an adult who worries about his children when he goes out.

Soldiers had already prepared barrels and hot water. After bathing and changing clothes, Manjusri sat cross-legged on the bed refreshed.

The thoughts condensed into little people and descended into the heavens again.

Green grass, full of vitality, green plants growing wantonly.

The heavens are a little bigger than before, and the sun is shining brightly in the sky.

In the fertile soil, the precious ores absorb spiritual power, silently tempering the spiritual charm and growing stronger. Some of the ores are so huge that the surface is covered with ants.

This is the scene in the early days of Earth Immortality.

The ants were busy, constantly chewing the ore in their mouths, and then spit out the runes and engraved them on the gnawed place.

When traces of ants appear on all the ores, Manjusri's realm will be elevated to the middle stage of Earth Immortal.

Suddenly, winds and clouds surged in the sky, and the voice of the young novice chanting scriptures suddenly accelerated.

He recited the two verses "Burning Incense" and "Protect the Body" in a rapid voice. The incense burner in front of him began to burn crazily, and the umbrella cover above his head glowed brightly and kept spinning.

Huhuhu...

The grassland surged violently, as if there were countless ferocious beasts rolling inside, and countless ants poured out of the cracks and rushed toward the ore.

In a short period of time, 60% of the ore was captured by ants.

Phew~

Manjusri took a deep breath and put down the empty bottle containing the sapphire liquid.

"No wonder Anji loves Qionghua so much. The spiritual power contained in this sapphire spiritual liquid is so majestic. It is not much compared to the spiritual roots. Unfortunately, most of it is used to destroy corpses and eliminate traces."

Ants are the result of Manjusri's hard work. If you want to go further, you must capture all the ores.

But this is water mill work and requires patience.

Manjusri was not in a hurry, but rather enjoyed the feeling of slow improvement.

If things go smoothly for too long, the high morale in your heart will be wiped out.

The lamp oil had been burned out long ago, and the tent was filled with darkness.

The torches outside were held high, swaying and seeping through the gaps in the doors and windows. The soldiers shuttled back and forth in an orderly manner, and their footsteps made a clicking sound.

It was a cold night, so Manjusri declined the charcoal fire sent by the soldiers. The radiance of his skin dispelled the cold, and he rolled up the curtains and looked into the distance.

His body blended into the darkness of the tent, but his face became clearer under the firelight. Some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes showed a slight vicissitude, but his eyes were clear and flawless, as bright as stars.

Toot, toot, toot...

The sound of fingers tapping on the tent hub has a strong rhythm.

"Actually, with my current situation, I shouldn't have participated in the final Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. According to the teacher's character, I should have been left to take care of Kunlun Mountain's personal belongings.

However, Qiu Shouxian symbolizes the fool in wisdom. If he cannot be taken under his command, the fruit of great wisdom will not be complete, especially the Tai Chi array he masters, which will be the key to unlocking the secret realm of Yin and Yang ancestors in the future.

But he is one of the seven immortals accompanying the Tongtian Cult, and he exists at the pinnacle of the Golden Immortal. It would be a fantasy to capture him."

"In the final analysis, the realm is still too low. I can only walk on thin ice and move forward cautiously. If I had taken the Eighth Turn Golden Pill, there would have been so many twists and turns. No matter how windy, rainy and thunderous you are, I can break through it with my strength."<

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The willow tea on the table was completely cold. After Manjusri picked it up, he opened the door curtain and walked out of the tent.

The smog in Beishan is beginning to be vast, and the frosty moon in Nanjin is pale.

The mountains in the distance are rendered silvery by the frost. Under the bright moon, they look like King Zhou's Lutai, as luxurious as jade.

Manjusri removed his spiritual power from his body, and the cold wind suddenly surrounded him.

Gulu~

The cold willow tea flows down the throat, filling the body with bitterness and coldness.

Manjusri stretched his body lazily and grinned under the moonlight.

"That's why it's exciting to do it."

~

Wow, wow.

The long river of life is endless and magnificent.

This river that dominates the ancient times has always flowed with such majesty and turbulence, never stopping for a short time due to any factors.

Zhunti sat on the bank with a smile, and kept brushing the Qibao Wonderful Tree in his hand, gradually pulling out the dreams of the creatures in the river from the rushing river.

The diffuse sound of chanting came from far to near, and the dazzling shadow of Mount Sumeru suddenly appeared in the middle of the river.

Countless solemn Buddhas sit on the bright lotus platform with their hands folded.

Their eyes were closed, their old-fashioned auras emerged, and they chanted scriptures rigidly like puppets.

All the auspicious goddesses, divine generals and attendants are sitting under the Buddhas, their faces full of piety.

At the foot of Mount Sumeru, the gurgling blue water keeps pouring in, and Mount Sumeru grows a little bigger every once in a while.

The golden lotus of the twelfth grade meritorious deeds anchors the earth's feng shui and fire, and the small green flag turns into the foundation to protect the luck of the West.

Zhunti nodded with satisfaction and looked at the source of the blue water.

This is a giant blue turtle with a fairy island on its back, with countless birds and beasts, and evil ghost Shura walking on it.

Each of them has a fierce look, with a fierce look on his face, and a red disk hanging behind his back.

The disc is scarlet and ferocious, and from time to time it will drop sharp knives, piercing the huge body of the giant turtle.

The gurgling blue blood continued to bubble out along the wound, gathering into water and rushing towards Mount Sumeru.

"Fighting the fire with a salary, if the salary is not exhausted, the fire will not be extinguished, and the sky will be full of confusion."

Zhunti said with some regret, and the topic suddenly changed.

"However, it is precisely because of this that we can find every opportunity to plan huge benefits and pave the way for the future journey to the West."

Jie Yin, with a sad expression on his face, stood behind Zhunti holding the treasure banner and nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry, I have already sown the seeds of Buddhism in the dreams of Jie Jiao disciples. When the formation of Ten Thousand Immortals is broken, we will definitely have a lot of money."

Having said this, he tapped his finger, and a lotus pedestal suddenly appeared in the destiny of Mount Sumeru.

This lotus platform is different. The carved patterns below are covered with fine scales, full of the aura of flute killing, and it contains the fire of wisdom.

"Unexpectedly, Jin Chanzi has already attracted the Great Wisdom Bodhisattva, but his speed is much faster than that of several of your disciples."

"However, after all, his realm is low. I don't know if your ninth-grade golden lotus can be used, but I still need to take more care of him to avoid making mistakes." Jie Yin said with some worry.

The disciples were unable to resist the saint's fight. If they were not encouraged more, they might not be able to survive the saint's pressure.

Zhunti narrowed his eyes slightly, the Qibao tree was in full bloom, and the pearls and jade jingled incessantly. "Senior brother, don't worry, I have already thought about it. The tragic situation of Yingyu in the past will definitely not happen again."


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