typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 75 The golden cicada comes under the bee-gold tree

 Mount Sumeru.

The rays are shining brightly, and the colors are brilliant.

In the Mahavira Hall, the venerables recited sutras, and the murmurs passed by like the spring breeze.

The fragrant Golden Lotus of Merit blooms with infinite clear precious light and slowly rotates over Mount Sumeru.

The golden lotus has slight flaws, its breath is illusory and floating, and its leaves are covered with fine tooth marks.

Beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, the green lion is lying lazily on the ground and taking a nap.

The unique nourishing aura of merit spreads out along the glazed water, rippling in the internal organs to fill the deficiencies, making his hair softer.

The Western disciples who came to be reincarnated to practice paid special respects to the Green Lion, and took out various precious spiritual fruits and placed them in front of him as tributes.

The green lion stretched out comfortably, the karma in his body gradually dissipated, and the rich and powerful breath quietly grew.

He ate the fruit happily, smacking his lips with emotion about the impermanence of the world.

"This is the mystery of God's will. Who would have thought that I, the Green Lion, would be here today? Such days are so happy and satisfying. It's a pity that the Tooth Fairy is far away in the east. I don't know when I will see him again."

"Alas, the master asked me to guard and enjoy the blessings here, but he went to work outside. It's really a love that knows no bounds."

Buzz buzz, buzz buzz.

The golden giant tree is lush and bright, with leaves flapping like bees and sweet liquid flowing along the branches.

This is the Spirit Root Bee Gold Tree, the most precious resource in the Jin Chanzi Dojo.

Manjusri sat cross-legged under the tree, his eyes closed tightly, and his thoughts slowly disappeared into the heavens.

The grass is green, the flowers are blooming, and the ore is rich in aura, shining with a warm and transparent light.

The brilliance of tomorrow becomes more intense, turning into flowing brocade and falling down, covering the heaven and earth in the radiance of hope.

Bang!

The thick pig teeth were thrown directly to the ground by Manjusri.

The dark clouds turned into clouds by turning my hands, like sharks smelling blood, floating over from a distance instantly, eagerly wrapping the ends of the pig's teeth, and started eating them.

Compared with its original appearance, the area of ​​the dark cloud has shrunk by 60%, and the remaining part is shaking like a candle, as if a little wind and rain will disappear.

It eagerly gnawed the pig's teeth, exuding satisfaction and comfort to Manjusri.

After a long time, the dark clouds seemed to have been blown away, becoming round and huge, and the ethereal charm emerged leisurely. After spitting the remaining half of the pig's tooth on the ground, it floated back to its original place.

Manjusri put away the remaining half of the pig's tooth and looked at the dark clouds with a faint look.

"Every three months, you need to feed 100 kilograms of common wild boar tusks. Green orange pigs are the best, followed by Bailu pigs and Xihua pigs."

"Zhu Ling became an immortal, and his fangs have a strong aura. Feeding half a fang at a time is enough, but this is not a long-term solution. When the West transforms Hu into a Buddhist dojo, I will need to raise a large number of pigs."
Thinking of this, Manjusri took out the bamboo slips from his arms.

The bamboo slips are slightly moist to the touch and exude light in two colors of green and red. The records inside are written with red gold pigments. They are exactly the volume "Fu Ma Zhu Yan Scroll" lost by Ji Fa.

Phew~

The blue light flashed, and the wind flower suddenly appeared, greedily sucking the fragrance of books like a dragon whale.

In the ordinary world, the fragrance of books is an auspicious sign descended from heaven, but in famous sects and scripture-storing pavilions, the fragrance of books can be seen everywhere like clouds.

Especially in the West, there are thousands of scriptures, and living beings recite them day and night. The fragrance of books is overflowing and inexhaustible.

The two lights of green and red were gradually eaten away, and the scroll was recited by Ji Fa and Jin Zha, giving birth to the two scholarly fragrances of red dates and green grapes, which can be used to feed Fenghua.

Wow~

The blue and white crabs fell one after another, looking at the unfamiliar scene at a loss. Nirvana Xuanwu couldn't wait to rush over, and ate happily.

The sound of chanting sutras stopped abruptly, and the novice monk walked from the hillside under the shade of the treasure cover. After taking all the corals into his bag, he left crab shells all over the ground, which gradually dried up.

The magicians were full of food and drink, exuding a rich radiance of the avenue, and their auras shimmered and steamed continuously.

But~

Manjusri set his sights on the sheep intestine path in the distance - Chaoyun.

The path became extremely narrow, and the ground was cracked and dry, like a fish jumping ashore, making a faint cry for help.

It's so hungry.

To check your luck, you need to eat amethyst bull’s eye. This strange beast can detect evil spirits and is the best partner for the impermanent people.

They are born to be afraid of the sun and feed on flowers on the other side, so they cannot survive in the human world.

This is why Manjusri couldn’t wait to join the West in advance.

Ksitigarbha's power is deeply entangled in the underworld, and only with the help of Western power can we obtain the amethyst bull's eye.

Manjusri squatted down and gently rubbed the cracked intestine path. The dry soil was as hard as gravel.

"According to this rate of defeat, Cha Yun can last for up to six days. If he cannot be fed, he will starve to death, and he will have no chance with this spell in the future."

Manjusri frowned, feeling a little impatient.

Saints all practice the Way of Wisdom. If you want to survive in the cracks, the Way of Luck is a means of confrontation that you must master.

This method was taught to him by Jin Chanzi, and it is one of the fortune inheritance of the Moon God Wangshu.

This ancient great power, during the Lich Tribulation, co-managed the Taiyin Star with Xi He, and never cared about worldly affairs.

Because he was ridiculed and insulted by a certain great demon, Wangshu protected his whole body with great blessings, forcibly destroyed the Zhoutian Star Formation, beheaded the opponent and left safely, making the Tao of Luck popular for thirty thousand years.

"Wangshu's inheritance is in the Taiyin Star. Checking luck is the key to unlocking the inheritance. There must be no mistakes."

Thinking of this, Manjusri's thoughts left the heavens.

The bee-gold tree kept chirping and cheering.

Jin Chanzi, with a weathered face and hideous scars all over her body, walked over from a distance.

"Fellow Manjusri, you are well."

His voice was hoarse, and the smell of blood filled the air around him.

"Fellow Taoist." Manjusri stood up quickly with a smile on his face.

"When I came back, I heard that Venerable Manjusri was so majestic that he suppressed Maitreya in front of everyone and made many living beings worship him. It seems that the Western forces will be reshuffled again in the future."

The golden cicada leaned under the tree, eating honey by herself, and her wounds recovered as before at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He picked out a piece of intact honey and handed it to Manjusri.

"Taste it."

Manjusri took it and tasted it carefully. The sweet taste was mixed with vitality and filled her body.

"There are many mediocre people in the West. They have become accustomed to their humble and cowardly appearance. Suddenly there is an ant with the same lowly status but has the courage to shake the big tree. He will naturally gain their admiration."

After the honey was eaten up, and the fragrance lingered on his lips and teeth, Manjusri looked at the golden cicada with anticipation.

"Fellow Taoist, I need some amethyst yaks."

"Huh?" Jin Chanzi was stunned, and then felt helpless. "Since I cooperated with you, I haven't gained any benefits at all. I sent you exercises and relics, and you used your name to ask for rewards from the saints. Now I'm still

If I were to be ordered by you to catch the amethyst yak in the underworld, I would be at a disadvantage."

[By the way, the best app for reading and listening to books is currently Yeguo Reading. Install the latest version on yeguoyuedu.]

Wenshu touched his nose awkwardly and said.

"Why do you need to calculate it so clearly? Cooperation is about supporting each other. If you have any assignments in the future, I will definitely define it."

Hearing this, Jin Chanzi suddenly grinned. "In that case, then go to the ruins of all phenomena for me and grab the Suddhodana inheritance."

Vote for recommendation

Previous chapter

Chapter Table of Contents

Next chapter

Return to bookshelf


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next