Chapter 7 Planting Spiritual Roots and Manjusri Treasure Hunting
Zhen Yuanzi quietly put away the wooden sign, and just as he was about to leave the ancestral hall, Qingfeng couldn't help but complain.
"Master, you are too generous. Falling leaves can enhance the ginseng fruit tree's heritage. Mingyue would not be willing to throw away half of it on weekdays, but you just gave away as much as ten kilograms. I feel very sad..."
"Silly boy, you didn't care so much when you just collected the Overlord mushroom." Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were full of doting. He knelt down and carefully helped Qingfeng tidy up his collar, and said gently: "You
Have you ever seen those abandoned little beasts?"
"Are they the ones Mingyue picked up? Their fur was in tatters and full of filth. When they saw the food, they tried their best to grab it. Why did Master suddenly think of asking this?"
"You only saw the surface and didn't carefully understand the thoughts of those little beasts." Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile, holding Qingfeng's hand and walking out of the ancestral hall.
"You and Mingyue are both in the form of monsters. You can eat and play whatever you want on weekdays. You are never afraid of getting into trouble. Have you ever thought about why?"
"That's because Master will protect us. Even if the sky falls, as long as we hide in Wuzhuang Temple, the wind and waves outside will not be able to get in." Qingfeng said with gratitude in his eyes after thinking for a long time.
"That's right, you and Mingyue have been following me since the Lich Tribulation. Our friendship is even stronger than our own flesh and blood, so we feel at ease in Wuzhuangguan and dare to fight and make trouble. However, the little beasts we picked up are different.
They circled around Mingyue all day long, and during the period when he was recovering from his injury, they stayed at the door of the room. This was because they were uneasy and hesitant in their hearts, for fear of being abandoned again.
Samantabhadra is already a golden immortal, but he didn't say a word just now, and even ate only half of a fruit. This shows that life in Kunlun Mountain was not easy, which caused him to have low self-esteem and dare not stand out. Perhaps he can only reveal himself in front of his friends.
Come with your temper.
Manjusri fell into the realm of human immortals, knowing that he was indifferent, but did not mention Yuanshi Tianzun at all. Before leaving, he scattered all his spiritual plants to repay his kindness, in order to smooth out the insignificant cause and effect of falling leaves. He wanted to explain the depression of getting along with each other.
, I don’t want to create more problems that will only increase my troubles.
What is the difference between the two of them and the little beast at the door of Mingyue's room? They both live in fear, fearing that they will be ruthlessly abandoned by Yuanshi Tianzun, and they dare not make the slightest mistake. Compared with the proud man like Guangchengzi, they are like clouds.
As humble as clay, otherwise there are tens of thousands of wooden paths in the world, why would you come to me to ask for them?
It's just that there was a long-standing rumor that I was a good old man, and I just wanted to try my luck. I couldn't bear it, and I saw the shadow of those little beasts in them, so I was just more generous."
Wuzhuang Guanwai.
Manjusri held the cold wave bottle and concentrated on planting mushrooms in the woods, while Samantabhadra followed behind him with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery of the Wanshou Mountain forest, breaking off a branch from time to time and patting it in his palms to pass the time.
In the bottle, the rolling icebergs are scattered with large pieces of withered yellow leaves. Even in the biting wind and snow, there is no hint of freezing. Instead, the ice is constantly melting in the slow decay.
The foundation of Ten Thousand Seas of Pure Water is being slowly eaten away by this leaf. This is a long transformation process. Only when the solid ice is completely turned into sea water can the traces of the ice path be truly peeled off. By then, the power of the cold wave bottle will be great.
Discounting can cultivate spiritual plants.
This is a loss-making business. If it were in the past, Manjusri would definitely not do such a stupid thing, but now that he has decided to leave and has no other resources except Green Willow, he can only kill the goose and get the eggs in exchange for the vitality of Green Willow. p>
Ten thousand seas of pure water can be refined, but only one green willow can be made.
Colorful mushrooms are scattered evenly in the forest, and Manjusri is planted every 100 meters. The diligent look makes Samantabhadra couldn't help but shake his head.
"Senior brother, there is no need to be so attentive. Senior Zhen Yuanzi is ignoring us. Why bother to warm up to someone else's cold butt? Why not leave the Wanshou Mountains as early as possible. The leader of the Randen Sect has sent a message saying that he will preach and teach in Lingjiu Mountain.
Let’s not be late, lest we get scolded by Antarctica again.”
"Huh?" After hearing this, Manjusri planted the mushrooms in his hands, stood up and asked with a smile.
"Why are you still complaining when you are so good? Senior Zhen Yuanzi has a gentle personality, and he also brought out a lot of fruits to entertain you and me. When has he ever done such a thing?"
Puxian sighed and said: "Although those spiritual fruits are good, I haven't seen anything good at Master's banquet. I heard that Zhen Yuanzi has a spiritual root called ginseng fruit, also known as grass returning pill." p>
"Hahaha, you idiot." Before Puxian could finish his words, Manjusri couldn't help laughing. Looking at the puzzled look on his face, he simply stopped and explained.
"Do you think that when Zhen Yuanzi saw the two of us, he would be so shocked that he would dance with joy, take out more than a dozen ginseng fruits, and then give him branches of the ginseng fruit tree, and become brothers who will live and die together?"
"This~" Puxian was speechless and touched his nose in embarrassment. "Senior brother is joking, I'm not that greedy."
"Puxian, you don't like to go out, and your mind is still a little immature. You don't understand how precious this ginseng fruit was in ancient times.
You and I are both disciples of saints. Although we are in an embarrassing situation, under the protection of the great sect's destiny, our practice has not been too difficult. I have never worked hard for longevity. Have I ever thought about the great powers in ancient times?
How much life is left in your life after surviving till now?
Everyone is afraid of death. When the oil is exhausted, the feeling of waiting for death is extremely overwhelming and despairing. Even if it can only extend your life for half a day, no matter how much you pay, let alone this ginseng fruit that can extend your life for 47,000 years.
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If you are about to die, are you willing to give up all your treasures and resources in exchange for a ginseng fruit?"
Puxian nodded firmly and said: "Don't talk about treasures and resources. Even if he wants Mount Emei, I can dig it out and move it there. After all, there will be nothing after death. Spending all the family wealth and living on is like giving up the family wealth to the so-called
The destined one."
Manjusri also said: "You are willing, Ran Deng is willing, Guangchengzi is also willing, and many great powers in the ancient world are also willing. If you are Zhen Yuanzi, should you give the fruit to the two golden immortal disciples, or sell it to the people who have survived from ancient times to the present.
The mighty one who is extremely rich?
Having fruits, whether it’s in exchange for resources or making friends with powerful people, is much better than giving it to you.
What's more, Zhen Yuanzi was highly virtuous and respected, but just now he stole fruit for Qingfeng when he was entertaining the younger generation. This shows that the status of the two disciples is particularly important in his heart. However, Mingyue was seriously injured and could only recuperate in the room. Neither of them could eat ginseng fruit to heal their injuries. It can be seen that
The need to produce fruit is so tight."
Manjusri patted Samantabhadra on the shoulder and continued planting mushrooms in the forest.
There are many native spirits in the Wanshou Mountains. After discovering Manjushri Samantabhadra, they all came over curiously to take a look.
The most annoying and lively scene in Samantabhadra is when the number of spirits increases and they stop talking.
Manjusri stayed out of sight, greeted the spirits with a smile, and even went to their caves to plant mushrooms suitable for spiritual practice.
The spirits expressed their gratitude and brought out some special products they had grown in return, but Manjusri smiled and dismissed them. Instead, they collected a lot of seeds of exotic flowers and plants, waiting for them to be planted in the dojo in the future.
As the sun set, Manjusri came to the edge of the Wanshou Mountains. He rubbed his sore and numb lower back, exhaled, and felt exhausted.
All the woods to the east have been planted. Looking at the woods that are slightly shining with colorful light, Manjusri cursed in his heart.
"Damn it, why hasn't the gentle toad appeared yet?"