In the east of Mount Xumi, there is a green forest that stretches for 30,000 miles.
This place is full of lush and colorful giant trees, swaying with colorful light.
Birds and beasts chased and played in the forest, and many disciples carrying Yaksha patrolled the forest in an orderly manner.
The Cuitan tree is an extremely precious Dream Path resource. Its growth cycle is a hundred times that of ordinary trees. It has been carefully taken care of by hundreds of thousands of Yakshas for many years to achieve its current grand scale.
The spiritual power here is rich and the environment is deep and secluded. It is an excellent place for practice. Countless Western disciples sit under the green night trees, breathing in spiritual power with solemn faces.
The aura of Cuitan turned into a necklace, hanging by the ears and ringing. The spiritual power in everyone's body continued to increase, and the sense of transparency filled the whole body and made them addicted.
Plop~
A disciple suddenly collapsed and fell asleep.
Everyone looked at it twice and stopped paying attention.
This is the norm.
The Cuitan Forest can make your realm advance rapidly, but it has an unavoidable drawback.
Those necklaces are transformed from the dream path and will continue to emit a sense of sleepiness. The longer you practice, the more tired you will be.
However, this disadvantage has no impact, and sleepiness can be dispelled by just sleeping for a few hours.
In the center of Cuitan Forest, there is a prosperous and majestic city.
The bitter sound is ethereal, like pearls falling on a plate, tinkling incessantly.
The extremely pure colored glaze was neatly laid on the ground, and the golden ropes stained with blessings divided the boundaries evenly.
The city is gorgeous, the palaces are exquisite, the windows are fragrant, the nets are bright, and the charm of bliss is permeating everywhere.
This is the medicine master's dojo - the Pure Land of Glazed Glass.
The golden lotus floats in the center of the city, and the pharmacist frowns and sleeps among the golden lotus.
Near the golden lotus, Moonlight is reciting sutras, her eyes are as silver as jade, and her aura is awe-inspiring.
Colorful bubbles are coming from all directions, and inside, the bizarre pictures are constantly changing.
There was a crackling sound, the picture bloomed like fireworks, and the aura exuded by the pharmacist became deeper and deeper.
This is a dream!
The "Dream Heart Sutra" practiced by pharmacists requires entering the dreams of thousands of living beings and comprehending their joys, anger, sorrows, life, old age, illness and death. Of course, one can also discover the secrets hidden in the heart through dreams.
The Cuitan forest that the Yakshas painstakingly cultivated was to provide him with nourishment for his practice.
Suddenly, the aura of the wooden path steamed up, and the grass came out along the cracks in the glass, growing and intertwining crazily, turning into a puppet with the same appearance as the pharmacist.
"Hail, Your Majesty." Yue Guang knelt down respectfully.
The puppet didn't respond at all, and looked dully into the distance.
The magnificent sunshine suddenly rises, driving the auspicious clouds to the Pure Land of Glazed Glass.
He dropped from the clouds and was instantly struck by a dazzling, ocean-like dream.
"What's the matter?" The puppet asked with a stiff expression and a hoarse voice.
Riguang recovered from the shock and swallowed lightly, "Master Qi, Manjusri is from Jin Chanzi's side. Before the Four Saints attacked the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, he had already taken him under his command. This time
Taking the initiative to come to the West and ask for the Eight Treasures Merit Pool must have been inspired by Jin Chanzi."
The puppet wrinkled his forehead stiffly, his expression looked particularly terrifying and ferocious, and he scolded in a deep voice, "Since it was so far before the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, why do I only know about it now?"
Riguang quickly knelt down and defended anxiously: "Please calm down, Your Majesty. The spy I installed in the East was assassinated by the Jade Sword Butterfly for unknown reasons, which caused the speed of detecting the news to be much slower. I just made up for it a few days ago.
Perfect."
The puppet stared closely at the sun. It was the shape of the pharmacist's mind. It had a weird personality and was hard to figure out. After a long time, it spoke in a serious tone.
"It doesn't matter, that old turtle from Jianghan has a cowardly character, but he is also greedy. He has been beaten for so many years and has not learned to be honest, so it is reasonable for him to be silenced."
Suddenly, the puppet changed the topic.
"The ruins of all phenomena are about to be opened. Go and prepare. There may be King Suddhodana's relics there, which can help you refine the fallen light pot."
When Riguang heard this, he was instantly overjoyed, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will do my best."
Looking at Riguang's retreating figure, Yueguang sighed with great melancholy.
"Are you confused?" A warm voice sounded, and the pharmacist woke up from the lotus platform and asked with a smile on his face.
Moonlight exclaimed: "Sir, are you not asleep?"
"Haha, Nikko has a bad temper. If I meet him in person, I'm afraid he will be very angry and insult Manjusri. If word spreads about it, it will definitely damage the reputation of the Pure Land."
"Honorable Sir, having said that, everyone is a little dissatisfied. The Eight Treasures Merit Pool is a treasure that we jointly built, symbolizing the luck and blessings of the West. If it were given to Maitreya, it would be fine, but it was actually given to Manjusri.
How can we be so willing to do this?" Moonlight expressed her dissatisfaction and became more and more excited.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguoyuedu to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. yeguoyuedu is available for Android and Apple.]
The pharmacist smiled warmly and said softly, "You only saw the surface, but you didn't discover the essence behind it."
"Ninety-nine percent of the billions of living beings in the West are the lowest and most miserable human beings, immortals and spirits. The three thousand mortals brought by the saints from the East are just to fill the gap in the backbone. What can really make the West prosper is
Those immortals at the bottom."
"The Eight Treasures Merit Pool is so powerful that it can even change the operation of the rules of the underworld. In the process of building it, it can be said that the West has used all its strength to consume all the merits and scatter all the treasures. The reason why the creatures are willing to give everything is for the sake of what the saint promised.
All living beings are equal."
"Think about it, if this treasure is really given to Maitreya, or to me, wouldn't it be tantamount to using it for one's own use and becoming evidence that Western high-level officials exploit sentient beings to satisfy their selfish desires? The nature of this feat will also completely change." "But Manjusri is different. He is of a low level and has no foundation. He is not as hard to look at as we are from above. In a way, he is the most ordinary living being. To reward Manjusri with the Eight Treasures Merit Pool is to take it from the people.
Use it for the people."
"Moonlight, as leaders, we must take a long-term view."
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Moo.
The cry of the amethyst yak is deep and powerful.
On the Chayun Trail, hundreds of bull's-eyes piled up on mountains, and their cries rang out one after another.
Manjusri stood beside the path, watching it eating slowly, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, Jin Chanzi acted vigorously, otherwise Cha Yun would definitely starve to death. Unfortunately, the Amethyst Yak can only survive in the underworld. It seems that we will have to find a way to go to the underworld in the future."
When his thoughts returned to his body, Manjusri's eyes suddenly turned golden.
Amidst the turmoil, he looked at his own luck.
The vibrant green mountains are filled with golden light, and the unique Western atmosphere of Gengjin killing turns into a wave of ice blades that surges endlessly.
Mountain rocks are transformed into gold and jade, and three-foot-long green bamboo grows at the corner of the mountain, flawless and translucent.
The winding silver links are gurgling, and crabs, toads, and jellyfish are swimming leisurely. The silvery stones at the bottom are scattered and mischievous.
The body of the Taurus is a bit larger, but it is still chewing silently. Its hair is soft, its eyes are bright, and it is particularly leisurely.