Chapter 66: The Green Lion Recognizes Manjushri as its Lord
Keng!
At the moment when the green lion was about to fall, there was a sudden strange sound across the sky.
The wind and snow roared, mountains and rivers collapsed, wings roared, trees burst, and all kinds of noises continued, but they still couldn't cover up this crisp sound.
Zi~
As if gold and iron were clanging against each other, or like sharp knives tearing through the strong wind, the cries were heard one after another, and the sounds came one after another overwhelmingly, as strong as the roar of the ocean.
Qingshi looked around and took a breath of cold air.
The ice and snow in all directions melted instantly, gathering blue traces and flying towards the battlefield at high speed.
The blue light turned into a flying shuttle, with ripples rippling on the surface, and bursts of neighing, flying densely from the surroundings, leaving behind gorgeous and long tassels.
Looking at it, they are like birds casting into the forest, gathering towards the position of the green lions, leaving traces quietly spreading out, the majestic water vapor is swaying, long and wide, as if they are tens of thousands of tentacles of jellyfish. p>
The pure and clear blue shuttle shines brightly in the sun, which is much more beautiful and stunning than the fireworks that fill the sky in Lutai at night.
Manjusri's smile became even stronger, the wind flower bloomed, and he flicked his finger at the green lion, and the shuttle immediately went upstream and swallowed him up.
Wow.
The waterfall rolls back and the Tianhe River flows backwards.
In the crazy rush, the dazzling light gathered and echoed, surrounding the green lion like petals, like the bright moon in the blue sea, bright, bright and full of murderous intent.
The flying shuttles were like tarsal maggots, burrowing into the blue lion's body one after another. Then they showed their sharp edges, tearing the skin and flesh and flying out one after another. The color changed from blue to scarlet, and the qi and blood in the blue lion's body also continued to weaken.
Susu, Susu.
The flying shuttle uses the burning green lion as the critical point, and the blue river turns into red water, frantically devouring and tearing away the energy and blood.
After a dozen breaths, the shuttle dissipated invisible.
The sticky rain of blood paints the entire Sishui Pass territory.
The green flame has long been extinguished, and the green lion's body is riddled with holes. The skin and bones are sallow and skinny, as weak as cattail grass, and all the energy and blood in the body have been eaten away.
Bang!
He fell from the air and fell heavily to the ground.
Manjusri has a seal in his palm, flying up and down like a butterfly.
The cold current of the glacier suddenly evaporates, mixed with rainwater, and condenses in the sky, turning into red clouds that stretch for tens of thousands of miles.
The ground is full of ditches, and in the devastated battlefield, the smell of soil and blood mixes, slightly pungent.
Manjusri put away the magic weapon, walked to the green lion, knelt down with a loving face, and gently combed his down.
"Recognize your master, Blue Lion."
"Ahem, you are worthy. We, the disciples of Jiejiao, will never be slaves." Qingshi was already dying, but his voice was still loud and clear.
He struggled to get up, but was unable to support himself due to lack of energy and blood, and fell heavily to the ground again.
The green lion's eyes were scarlet, and he was filled with resentment. He stared at Manjusri, and obscene words suddenly came out of his throat.
"Huh, you can't do it~"
Hiss hiss.
Before he could say anything, a slippery and slimy black snake suddenly slipped out of Manjusri's sleeve, followed the bloody wound, and suddenly entered his body.
The breath of death exploded brazenly, corroding the internal organs crazily, and the blood flowing out from the wounds was suddenly mixed with a stench.
Cough cough, the green lion coughed violently and spit out a large pile of rotten meat pieces from its mouth.
He desperately mobilized his spiritual power and fought against the scattered aura of death, but he was still unable to force it out of the body, allowing his internal organs to be mercilessly eaten away.
The green lion was so frightened that he raised his head and saw Manjusri still smiling like a spring breeze with a loving smile on his face.
The second little snake swallowed the core, shook its head and tail, and aimed at his chest, ready to attack.
"Recognize me, you have no choice. If you refuse, I will kill you."
The gentle voice made him tremble with fear, and he immediately forgot about the honor and disgrace of teaching, and the friendship between fellow disciples.
The green lion quickly lay down on the ground obediently. The stubbornness and anger just now disappeared, replaced by a flattering smile.
He took the initiative to relax his mind, causing Manjusri's mark to be engraved on his soul, and his big tail began to wag.
"Happy master, let me support you in your triumphant return!"
Manjusri nodded with satisfaction, sat on the green lion and returned to Xiqi.
For everyone, Manjusri's victory was indeed somewhat unexpected.
The friends of Samantabhadra Cihang and others were smiling happily. Guangchengzi's fellow disciples with deep blessings were full of fear and sorrow, while the disciples of the Venerable Master in the West took the initiative to exude pure goodwill.
In contrast, those third-generation disciples are much more straightforward.
Jin Zha's eyebrows were filled with anger, and he was talking about Manjusri's style with his brothers. Yang Jian's eyes were full of admiration, and before he could recover from the shock just now, Long Ji clenched his fists, looked at the battlefield with high spirits, and eagerly looked towards the battlefield. p>
"Hey, shameless people dare to use the Qiu Shou Immortal as a mount. I, the Spirit Tooth Immortal, will definitely avenge the shame of my fellow disciples."
At this moment, a white-faced man walked out from Jie Jiao's side.
His almond-shaped eyes are wide and his nose is as long as an elephant. He holds a pair of lotus-shaped bronze hammers, and his menacing look is particularly majestic.
"Junior Manjusri, come out quickly and let me smash your head."
"Be presumptuous, senior brother, you can also insult me." Before Yuanshi Tianzun could give the order, Pu Xian had already stepped into the battlefield, with a light shrouding his head and a ferocious killing aura.
The two sides did not hesitate and started fighting directly.
Manjusri stepped down from the blue lion and lazily relaxed his muscles and bones. The spiritual power in his body suddenly dissipated, and his state returned to the late Earth Immortal stage.
I took out the Yuanshi Talisman Edict from my arms and found that it had turned into ordinary yellow paper, and the lines on it disappeared with the spiritual power.
"The saint's methods are unpredictable. The aura contained in this talisman is three times stronger than when I was victorious."
"It's a pity that it will be difficult to enjoy such blessings in the future."
Manjusri was a little sad, the sequelae of the war quietly appeared, his blood was boiling, his whole body was sore, and he was unable to support watching the battle.
He simply left the battlefield and returned to the camp to rest.
The green lion silently followed Manjusri, grinning and inhaling continuously.
The aura of death in his body was like tens of thousands of ants, frantically eating away at his flesh and blood, causing him to feel a heart-piercing pain every time he took a step.
As soon as the two entered the camp, Qing Shi fell to his knees in sweat.
"Master, can you get the death energy out of me? This thing is torturing me to the point where life is worse than death." His voice was hoarse and he was breathing heavily in pain.
Seeing Qingshi's pleading look, Manjusri sighed helplessly: "I'm going to disappoint you. I haven't learned the method of getting rid of it yet."
"What!" Hearing this, Qing Shi seemed to have been struck by a bolt from the blue. He was in a daze and almost vomited blood on the spot.
"Master, what should we do?" Qingshi quickly ran over, looking pitiful and distressed.
"Just now I activated the Mukui technique, and all the blood essence in my body was absorbed, and the physical essence was cut off by the shuttle. There is really nothing I can do about the remaining Nirvana aura. Please have mercy on me, Master, and think of a way." He pulled on Manjusri's clothes, and his expectant eyes seemed to turn into reality.
"That's all." Seeing his appearance, Manjusri felt a little unbearable.
"We share weal and woe, we are one body and one mind. Seeing you in such pain makes me very sad."
Qingshi nodded quickly, eagerly waiting for the next step.
Manjusri patted him on the shoulder with a sigh.
"As the saying goes, out of sight is out of mind. Just go outside and play. I will feel better inside."