Chapter 64: Manjusri’s first battle with the Qiu Shou Immortal
The blue lion stands on horseback with his sword drawn across the sword, majestic on the battlefield.
His chest was full of high-spirited fighting spirit, and his eyes shot out fiercely like jasper.
The tragic deaths of many juniors made Qingshi grief-stricken and furious, tossing and turning for countless nights.
Now, the decisive battle has finally begun, and he will send all the sanctimonious disciples of the Chan Cult to the list of gods to comfort the dead heroes.
Thinking of this, the green lion's anger became even more intense.
"Hey, you juniors of Chanjiao, how dare you come out and fight with your Grandpa Green Lion!"
His tone was extremely arrogant, and the aura of the Golden Immortal Peak was not concealed at all, and it swept out domineeringly, like a ferocious ancient beast waking up from its slumber.
Yuanshi Tianzun frowned, looked at the rampant green lion in the field, and said to Guang Chengzi below.
"Guangchengzi, let the Antarctic Immortal go~"
"Evil!"
A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind, interrupting Yuanshi Tianzun's words.
A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd and walked directly towards the battlefield regardless of everyone's surprise.
Plain white robe, blue bottle.
It’s Manjusri!
Manjusri's expression was as calm as water. When he came in front of the Blue Lion, the aura of the Golden Immortal Peak was as majestic as the top of the mountain.
"Didn't he fall to the realm of Earth Immortal? When will he return to the realm of Golden Immortal?"
Yun Zhongzi stared closely at the figure on the battlefield and looked at the Antarctic Immortal with confusion. The latter also shook his head in confusion.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, pointed at Manjusri and shouted softly.
"Fu Zhao, he used the power of the saint Fu Zhao."
"It's ridiculous to use the talisman awarded by the teacher. It is the protection of a saint."
"Haha, Manjusri is too impatient. He wants to express himself and even uses the power of the talisman."
"If you don't respect your teachers, you don't care about the overall situation."
The talisman of Yuanshi Tianzun is infinitely mysterious. Wearing it on your body, you can always feel the aftertaste of the saint, and it has an excellent amplifying effect on breaking through the realm and understanding the great road.
What's more, the original intention of the saint to reward the talisman was to protect his disciples from returning safely during the calamity. In order to get the upper hand, Manjusri did not hesitate to consume this treasure, which is tantamount to putting the cart before the horse.
Like a pebble falling into the lake, scoldings, curses, and taunts rang out one after another. Everyone looked at the plain white figure with dissatisfaction, feeling ashamed of his eagerness for quick success.
Manjusri stood in the sunshine, and suddenly a blue boat floated out from behind, and thirty-six blue-scaled sparrow fish looked full of energy.
The cold wave bottle is held in the palm of the hand, and the water channel is thick with spiritual power, turning into three kinds of strange phenomena: toad, crab, and jellyfish, and roaring silently at the green lion with its teeth and claws.
"Hey, who are you? How dare you challenge Grandpa Qingshi? Tell me your name."
Facing Manjusri, Qingshi was not afraid at all and asked loudly with his head held high.
He stared at the person intently, trying to make use of the answer to insult him and teach him something.
This was the plan given to him by Wen Zhong before he was alive. It is called a soldier who conquers the enemy without fighting, and wins half the battle without fighting.
Manjusri's answer was very concise. He directly stretched out his right hand, pinched the treasure seal and waved it violently.
Turn your hand into the cloud!
Huhuhu.
Thick mist suddenly emerged, turning into a dense white air that shrouded the battlefield. The green boat flew up into the sky fiercely, and the blue-scaled sparrow fish divided into three teams. As the spiritual power surged, dense ice crystals fell from the sky, as crazy as a violent storm.
Beat.
The cold wave bottle burst into glory, and the rolling waves rushed out like a giant dragon, roaring, rolling, and crashing, with little pink ice crystals mixed in, rolling up towards the position of the blue lion.
"You!" Qingshi didn't expect that the other party would attack so simply, so he quickly raised his sword and struck forward.
Roar!
The dull roar made people dizzy, and the shadow of a thousand-foot green lion suddenly condensed, holding its head high in the wind and snow with a majestic momentum.
Its eyes were scarlet, and its bloodthirsty appearance was extremely terrifying. Wings suddenly sprouted from its back, and it rushed out in the direction of Manjusri.
Manjusri raised his right arm high, and the frost suddenly condensed and froze for thousands of miles. The wind and snow turned into a tornado and trapped the beast's shadow. His fingers were as delicate and slender as suet, and he slashed forward.
Crunch, crunch.
The mist suddenly became cold, and the cold wave surged, spreading overwhelmingly in all directions.
In the electric light and flint, the beast's shadow was instantly sealed, standing like a lifelike sculpture between heaven and earth.
The scorching sun at Sishui Pass is like fire, but below is a terrifying ice hell.
The ice crystals spread wantonly and the white snow fell quietly. This hazy and beautiful scene made the blue lion slightly frightened.
"How is it possible? When did flipping the rules have such lethality?"
"Looking at the way Manjusri picked it up at his fingertips, he must have carried us behind his back and taken some treasures to enhance our perception to be able to control him so skillfully."
"That's stupid. Qing Shi is very powerful and has been steeped in Mu Dao magic for tens of thousands of years. How can he resist it?" Ran Deng narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered in his heart.
Click!
A crisp sound sounded, and several tiny cracks suddenly appeared on the ice crystal sculpture, spreading across the surface like spider webs and continuing to expand.
The beast's shadow suddenly shattered and turned into ice and fell to the ground.
At the same time, the heavy goose feather snow suddenly melted and dispersed, turning into a pattering of rain, like cow hair, like the tip of a needle. The coldness followed the blue lion's pores and crazily invaded the internal organs.
"Hehehe, there are indeed some methods, but for me, this is just the beginning." Qingshi snorted coldly, and an ice crystal Ganoderma suddenly appeared in his belly, swallowing up the cold.
Manjusri ignored it and raised his hand again, the mist condensed into thousands of bright ice blades.
The ice blade is six feet long, as thin as a cicada's wing, and extremely sharp. It swallows the chill and surrounds the green lion from all directions.
As Manjusri's thoughts moved slightly, the ice blade shot out fiercely, and the sharp edge shone and tore through the void.
Ha!
The green lion did not dodge or dodge, the sword light was bright and cold, it slashed horizontally, and six hundred meters of sword light were thrown out.
The sword's light was thick and wide, as thick and steady as a city wall, tearing apart several ditches on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Qingshi pressed his left palm on the ground, and the aura of the wood road steamed endlessly. Countless green saplings shattered the ice and sprouted from the ground to grow wildly.
The huge sword light collided with the sky full of ice blades, and the bright light shone on Manjusri's face, making his skin appear slightly pale, and his pair of deep eyes, as mysterious and bright as stars.
Bang, bang bang.
Intense explosions continued to sound.
The overwhelming ice blade was shattered by the light of the sword, and the ice crystal fragments fell to the ground.
The green lion stood in the broken ice with high spirits. He looked at Manjusri with high fighting spirit.
"If you only have this method, you can explain it here." In the wind and rain, Qingshi grinned, picked up a green leaf with his left hand, and gently threw it towards Manjusri.
Fluttering.
The saplings turned into a thousand-mile forest in the blink of an eye, shielding the green lion from the wind and rain. As the fallen leaves slowly fell at Manjusri's feet, all the branches immediately beat Manjusri crazily.
The branches are thick and thick, like a python in the forest. When they are whipped, there is a sound of wind and thunder, which is extremely fierce.
Manjusri frowned, arousing the cold wave to roll back up, turning into a chain to cut off the green torrent.
The ice blade flashed and condensed out again, frantically cutting through thousands of branches.
"It's useless." Qingshi's eyes were full of disdain, and then he vomited spiritual power and the sea surged.