The Qingyun golden lantern is suspended in the air, and the lantern emits golden light, illuminating the interior of the tent exceptionally brightly.
The charcoal fire occasionally made a small popping sound, filling the tent with warmth.
The air is as warm as spring, but the bed and table are cold, especially the carpet, which is as stiff as iron.
This is the most common thing in marching and fighting, and it is also the most painful thing.
When marching and fighting, it is impossible to determine where to set up camp, so we often spend several days recuperating in deep mountains and old forests.
Just like this Bishui Pass, the cold wave surges up in the low-lying terrain, especially late at night, soaked in the yin energy of the spiritual veins, even in the middle of summer, it will feel bitingly cold.
The light of charcoal fire can warm the air, but it cannot warm the bed. When sleeping at night, you will often feel stiff in bed, and your exposed hands and face will be covered in sweat.
Jin Zha sat at the table and slowly tasted the slightly bitter Liucha.
The taste of Mount Wutai was so long and rich that he couldn't help but feel happy.
When he first met Hu Ze, Jin Zha was just like Yun Zhongzi. He was amazed by his fundamental background and even wanted to replace Manjusri and directly accept him as his junior disciple.
But now that I think about it again, I find it a bit intriguing.
In the deep mountains and old forests, wild beasts are rampant, and you must be extra careful in the realm of immortals. How can Hu Ze be safe and sound when he is only a mortal?
What's more, before the decline of the Lich and Lich clans, they used their own experiences to tell the ancient world that the flesh and blood soul of the human race is the best tonic.
Especially Hu Ze, who has deep blessings, is a natural treasure walking in the mountains.
This is like putting honey on the tip of a bear's nose and putting fat on the tiger's mouth. Which monster can't resist the desire in his heart?
"No wonder the teacher has always been unmoved by Hu Ze. It seems that he has already seen something fishy about him." Jin Zha drank the tea in one gulp and added hot water to the cup again.
For normal people, before becoming a teacher to learn a skill, they should at least ask about the origin of the other person's name, just like a folk child learning to juggle, always go to see a few performances of the teacher before becoming a teacher.
But after Hu Ze saw Yun Zhongzi, he bowed to him without hesitation, showing no hesitation at all, which shows that he knew the internal situation of Chanjiao very well.
"It's not simple." Jin Zha rubbed his chin, feeling more and more mysterious about Hu Ze's origins.
"However, where did the teacher know about this guy's whereabouts, and why did he recommend him to Uncle Yun Zhongzi?"
Jin Zha was puzzled. He raised his head and was about to ask, but found that Manjusri had already left the camp.
The Qingyun golden lamp swayed, and warm golden light scattered out.
In front of him, there was a roll of bamboo slips.
The bamboo slips were slightly damp, written with golden paint. Jin Zha gently pushed them away, and the smell of vegetation and earth suddenly wafted out.
The ancient atmosphere rushed to my face, and the small golden characters inside were filled with details, describing the appearance and deeds of the two ferocious beasts.
Jin Zha was a little confused, thinking that Manjusri had a profound meaning when placed in front of him, so he simply picked it up and read it word by word.
"If you meet Zhu Yan, you will have soldiers..."
The warm voice came out of the camp, causing the figure outside to laugh slightly.
Manjusri has not gone far.
He leaned a little lazily under the fire pile, looking at the hazy and chaotic mountain shadows in the distance, and Hu Ze suddenly appeared in his heart.
It's been a lifetime since we met again.
In his previous life, Manjusri did not go directly to the West to practice cultivation after the Tribulation of Conferring Gods. Instead, he traveled to the East to look for opportunities.
Who would have thought that instead of finding the opportunity, I met Hu Ze who was suffering from extreme cold.
His talent, talent, and foundation made Manjusri overjoyed, and he accepted him as his disciple on the spot and brought him back to the West to cultivate him carefully.
Unlike Jin Zha, a tool used to overcome tribulations, Hu Ze is Manjusri's true disciple.
For him, Manjusri could be said to have tried his best, taught him everything he could, and cultivated him carefully.
In order to help Hu Ze seek luck and merit, Manjusri spent all his efforts.
He gave the Taoist Mount Wutai to Hu Ze to suppress his luck and improve his fortune. He also fought for the position of Buddha in the West. He was willing to go beyond the chaos to transfer spiritual power, paving the way for his future development in Buddhism.
After the journey to the West, Hu Ze was about to break through the Golden Immortal. Manjusri even gave him a blue lion to use the method of a substitute to resist the catastrophe.
Unfortunately, Hu Ze is not a kind person.
In his previous life, he was a man who brought disaster and was full of evil.
During the Battle of Penglai, Fujian died in battle, and his soul was sealed in Qingqiu by Tushan.
After the Six Paths of Reincarnation was nurtured by Hou Tu, the human race also prospered, and reached a climax after the Battle of Wanshou Mountain.
One goes and the other goes, behind the prosperity of the human race is the gradual decline of the demon race.
Nuwa created the human race, but she was a saint of the demon clan. Using this as a medium, the human race continued to encroach on the fate of the demon court, making the demons practice slower and slower.
What's more, with the great rise of the human race and the popularity of the demon race, as the enemy of life and death, they will naturally be ruthlessly suppressed by the law of heaven.
In order to get out of the predicament, Di Jun used the Zhidao Lingbao He Tuluoshu, and worked with Bai Ze, Fuxi, Tushan and other Zhidao masters to deduce the solution and create a new Zhidao magical power - a change of mind.
This magical power will directly change the race, and even the law of heaven cannot see through the disguise.
Emperor Jun personally went to the Wa Palace, begged for a human body, and prepared to punch Fu's soul into the seven orifices and completely resurrect him as a human being.
From this point on, Fujia's luck in attracting disasters can directly bring disasters to the human race.
Unfortunately, the process of planning this method took too long, and before it could be implemented, the ten-day skyrocketing occurred.
The Lich used this as a trigger to start the third catastrophic battle for the whole clan. The sky fell and the earth fell, and there was no recovery.
In which battle, Gonggong smashed Mount Buzhou with his body, causing the demon court to collapse and causing numerous casualties. Emperor Jun and other great demons also perished in the battle.
Then, the Six Saints mended the sky, and the calamity ended.
As a result, Fuji's resurrection plan was thrown out of mind.
The sea has changed, and the calamity of the gods has begun.
Kunpeng laid out Dongzhou in Beiming to prepare for the revival of the demon clan. Bai Ze used the power of disaster to take Fugu's soul away from Qingqiu and successfully resurrected him in the Demon Master Palace.
Not only that, Kunpeng also used Hetu Luoshu to disguise Fugu's bad luck and turn it into the profound blessing he has today.
Immediately afterwards, Hu Ze was sent to the vicinity of Xiqi and transformed into the secret agent placed by Beiming in Dongzhou.
This was Kunpeng's casual chess move, but unexpectedly, by chance, Hu Ze met Manjusri.
It is more important to be a thorn in Buddhism than to be a whistleblower.
Therefore, Hu Ze did not hesitate to become Manjusri's disciple, and was brought back to the West by him to cultivate him carefully.
Later, Manjusri was disturbed by Fujia's bad luck, which caused everything to go wrong, and he was continuously ostracized and suppressed in Buddhism.
If Jin Zha hadn't been the leader of the army in heaven and had a steady stream of blessings from his teachers and luck, he would have died a long time ago.
Manjusri looked at Yun Zhongzi's tent, his eyes full of smiles, and Hu Ze's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Master, don't hesitate. I will take good care of your Mount Wutai. Please sacrifice your life for righteousness."