Chapter 71: The ancestral witch body turns into bitter stone
Outside Sishui Pass.
The rocks were shattered and devastated, and the soil was filled with blood and turned into sticky red soil.
The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was shattered and shattered, and the aura of the formation was scattered in every corner, constantly spitting out colorful brilliance, as if telling the story of the prosperous times of the past.
Of course, this scene will not remain for long, as the power of time will continue to wash away it, covering it with the bustling scene of singing and dancing.
Manjusri walked leisurely on the battlefield, the bottom of his robe covered with black mud.
He squatted down and dug out black crystal stones with his bare hands.
The spar feels cold to the touch, and the surface is as smooth as a mirror. I didn't feel any discomfort at first, but after rubbing it for a long time, I will develop depressed emotions in my heart.
A few Yuanhui ago, the human race was massacred, and their souls were wandering in the wilderness, waiting to disappear.
The ancestral witch Houtu couldn't bear the thought of hundreds of millions of souls having no refuge, so he sacrificed his body in the sea of blood to become the six realms of reincarnation, seeking a way to reincarnate for the world's creatures.
This act of great righteousness and perfecting the rules of heaven brought tremendous merit, allowing her to break through the shackles of race, evolve into the Purple Mansion Yuanshen out of thin air, and become the beloved empress Pingxin.
The Wu clan inherits the will of their father God Pangu and is proud to be the embodiment of all things in the wild.
But after Pingxin became a saint, he did not turn his body into mountains and rivers. Instead, he forced out the essence and blood and gave it to his brother Di Jiang to cultivate ancestral witches for the race. The body automatically evolved into the six realms of reincarnation, suppressing the underworld and serving the lives of living beings.
Fight for the chance to start over.
Her corpse dissolved into the earth and became these hard bitter stones.
The bitter stone is hard, has a bitter taste, and the earthy smell is extremely strong.
When a creature from the earth path is practicing, if you hold this object in your palm, there is a high chance that it will awaken the dream of the earth path in the past.
The dreamland is bizarre and weird. As long as you can break through the haze and find the exit, you can obtain Houtu's special skills.
Come again!
Manjusri held the bitter stone, gently wrapped it in yellow paper, and carefully placed it in his arms.
He stretched his waist, relaxed his muscles and bones, and felt the earthy aura that turned into substance.
"This thing has a strong spiritual charm and a gloomy and melancholy atmosphere. If placed in a cold wave bottle, it will change the atmosphere of the sea animals, making them look sad all day long. Fortunately, wrapping it in yellow paper can reduce the penetration by 90%."
"Master, what kind of treasures are these dirty stones?" Qingshi followed Manjusri, imitating his example and digging deep in the soil, but couldn't find any trace.
Frustrated, he was about to activate the detection spell to search, but was stopped by Manjusri with a wave of his hand.
Manjusri explained patiently, "Don't activate your spiritual power. The Bitter Stone is as timid as a mouse. If it senses fluctuations in spiritual power, it will hide directly in the depths of the earth's veins. It will be difficult to encounter it next time." p>
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"Bitter stones! How could there be so many." Qingshi was a little unbelievable and fell into memories.
"The teacher once said that this kind of treasure is rare to find for thousands of years. Every time it is born, at most two will be produced. Except for the Seven Princesses of the South China Sea who have the means to find this treasure, it is difficult for others to find traces of the bitter stone. Master, you are like this
It can’t be fake.”
Manjusri smiled and shook his head, continuing to search carefully.
The robe was full of filth, but it did not affect his speed at all. Instead, he found that the frequency of the bitter stone was getting faster and faster.
"This object is indeed an earth treasure, but it has inherited part of the will of the Witch Clan and has always liked to appear in wars.
In order to preserve Houtu's thoughts during his lifetime, they feed on emotions. I used sadness as bait, and I was able to summon them easily in the battlefield of Sishui Pass." A warm voice sounded, like sunshine breaking through the haze, answering Qing's question.
The lion's doubts.
"Are you sad?"
Qing Shi murmured, suddenly feeling that this thing seemed to have been seen in Jie Jiao's Wanbao Illustrated Book.
"I remembered that during the first battle, the master activated the cold wave bottle, and the sea water was choppy, which was mixed with a little sadness. At that time, I was still doubtful. It turned out that he was trying to lure those bitter stones over."
"However, sorrow is the product of pink crystal jellyfish. Could it be that the master still has a group of beasts in his hands?"
Qingshi was thinking wildly beside him, but Manjusri ignored him and concentrated on looking for the bitter stone.
Not every worry can be effective. I only got a dozen yuan after working all day long.
"It's enough. If these bitter stones are exchanged for resources, we won't have to work hard for heaven, materials and earthly treasures until we reach the peak of immortality."
"It is a pity that six hundred years later, the Seventh Princess of the South China Sea obtained the inheritance of Houtu by chance, and used this method to bring back all the remaining bitter stones, allowing the dragon clan to actually advance rapidly within a hundred years. If it were not for her
Telling the truth after being drunk will not be made public."
Manjusri straightened up, looked at the ruins of Sishui Pass, and sighed sadly.
The traces of the colorful formations are fragmented and mottled, and the unique aura of Jie Jiao is being erased by time.
From now on, when Buddhism is prosperous and flowers are blooming, who will think of these people who died on the battlefield?
Manjusri adjusted his robe and was about to leave when he suddenly noticed something was not right in a corner.
He walked straight over, and sure enough he felt that the aura of the formation here was much richer.
This is a huge stone, and the surrounding area is full of the atmosphere of Gengjin's killing. It is carved with exquisite and lifelike patterns of Bo Lang.
Manjusri stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Bolang, and the boulder suddenly flashed two golden lights.
The golden light is as misty as smoke, instantly entering the mind, and suddenly growing like the sun, invading crazily.
Phew.
The treasure cover appeared out of thin air and shrouded Manjusri's head, resisting the two golden lights and remaining unmoved no matter how dazzling the light was.
After a long time, the spiritual power of the golden light was exhausted. After Baogai turned around a few times, he returned to the novice again.
Manjusri frowned and looked at the picture of Bolang on the boulder.
There are still 20% traces of the formation left. If you guessed correctly, it should be the Great Sun Formation of Douguang. This formation is based on the bones of the ancient ferocious beast Bolang. It has evolved into a great sun that cannibalize the soul. It can directly penetrate into the mind and eat away the will.
It's as hard to get rid of as a maggot attached to the bone.
If it were not for the help of Baogai, Manjusri might have been tricked long ago.
"It's really strange. The layout of the formation should be completely natural. There can't be any flaws, otherwise the aura will explode.
Logically speaking, this fragment should be destroyed automatically. How come it is still intact and can automatically fight against outsiders?"
Manjusri lowered his head and thought for a long time, then called Qingshi over.
"What are your orders, Master?" Qingshi came over respectfully and asked with some fear.
Just now, he was really bored and fell asleep. After being awakened by the aura of the formation, he knew that he might be cold.
"Look at the remaining traces of the formation." Manjusri said softly, pointing to Bo Lang on the ground.
"Hey, how come this trace is so completely preserved? It seems like half a piece of pie that was torn off. No, it was stopped by some special means."
The blue lion has been immersed in the array for tens of thousands of years. When he saw such a strange situation, he immediately concentrated on studying it. After a long time, he cried out in grief.
"Oh, this is Junior Brother Hungry Tiger's mountain protection formation. I didn't expect that he also died in this disaster. Master, Junior Brother Hungry Tiger is my best friend. The boiling water sheep he raised tasted delicious.