"The sea of flowers and bones is finally here." Manjusri stood on the green boat, looking at the red ocean in the distance.
The plain white robe has already turned dark red, and the smell of blood permeates the surroundings.
The majestic school of blue-scaled garfish evokes waves that surge one after another, bringing Manjusri to the vast burial ground.
This sea of flowers is shaped like a gorgeous ruby, embedded deep in the rolling mountains.
The bloody red is particularly delicate and translucent.
As the name suggests, a large number of corpses are buried under the fertile soil.
Their blood has long solidified, leaving a large number of red spots on the fragmented corpses, which look like the backs of ladybugs.
However, this is not a dead place.
The characteristics of rich blood make this sea of flowers exude vitality. Those red solitary flowers growing wantonly are huge and blooming with unique colors.
In addition, the mantis grass shaped like a sickle, the Chi Mingying that goes with the wind, the countercurrent hidden tree that penetrates into the earth's veins, and these spiritual plants containing blood and energy can be seen everywhere.
Manjusri looked at the endless red solitary trees and thought about them.
In the Bone Burial Plain, the smell of death lasts forever, and even ferocious beasts are reluctant to set foot there easily.
This is a dead zone.
Many years later, a Western creature was hunted by his enemies and had to flee here in a panic.
By chance, he discovered the inheritance in a corpse. From then on, he joined the line of medicine masters and soared to the sky, and his realm skyrocketed.
"A normal inheritance must contain a complete system of practice. I will definitely open up territories in the West in the future. The cultivation of resources is a shortcoming. Fortunately, with this inheritance as a compensation, I will definitely be able to gain a firm foothold." Manjusri's current state is somewhat deformed. The advantages and disadvantages of the Mingzhu Pearl are very obvious. The number of spells mastered must be strictly controlled. It is necessary to constantly refine and refine the fighting method in order to create a practice system that is most suitable for him. Otherwise, he will be like the original one.
Normally, I work hard all day long for food.
A sea of flowers.
Manjusri walked among them, and the majestic blood aura filled his side, slightly sticky.
He doesn't know the specific location of the inheritance, and now he is completely headless and searching for it randomly.
According to the inheritor's oral account, when he fled here, his realm was sealed and he became a mortal.
When he was hungry and cold, he randomly looked for flowers to feed himself. He lingered for an unknown amount of time before suddenly falling into a deep cave.
Manjusri stretched out his hand to cut off a solitary red flower, and gently crushed it in the palm of his hand. The fishy and unpleasant smell hit his face.
"Randeng often says that treasures are waiting for the right person. It seems that the key to the inheritance is these flowers with strong blood."
Thinking of this, Manjusri flicked his fingers, and a strong wind suddenly whipped up over the sea of flowers, rolling up all the red flowers and strangulating them crazily.
Drops of dark red juice dripped on the top of his head, soaking it in the juice of the flowers.
Mount Sumeru.
People are moving around, and there are noisy discussions.
The sound of chanting scriptures continued all night long, and countless Western creatures came here with pious faces.
In the bustling team, 30% of the creatures were full of curiosity and burst into tears with excitement. This was the first time for disciples to make a pilgrimage to Mount Sumeru.
The remaining 70% hurriedly walked directly around the Main Hall to the top of the mountain.
Eight Treasures Merit Pool.
The place is always bustling with people, and Western creatures are in groups, jumping into the pool to reincarnate in an orderly manner.
Whenever a living being is swallowed by the pool water, a warm golden bead will fall from the sky and fall to the bottom of the pool water.
Golden beads are the transformation of the merits of living beings, and are temporarily stored in the pool water. After waiting for reincarnation and return, they can be retrieved to continue practicing.
However, today’s Eight Treasures Merit Pool is different.
Qingyun's golden lights are brilliant, slowly rotating above the pool water, and the dazzling firelight is so dazzling that it is hard to look directly at it like the rising sun.
Next to it, there are several gold beads of merit, slowly rotating with the flickering of lights.
Everyone was confused and did not understand the purpose of this golden lamp. They only felt that it was dazzling and noble.
"Master Qingshi, the golden beads that our merits have turned into will remain silent at the bottom of the pool. Why are these few spinning around the lights?"
At this time, an old turtle finally couldn't hold it any longer and walked out of the crowd and asked respectfully.
"Oh, those are the nobles." The green lion relaxed his muscles lazily and ate the exotic flowers and fruits without raising his head.
Noble.
Everyone had never heard of this term before, and they immediately pricked up their ears curiously.
Since Manjusri took charge of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, the status of the blue lion has also increased. Now everyone in the West is extremely respectful when they see it.
Now, why did he use the title of noble?
The old turtle coughed twice, and even though he knew that the other party was impatient, he still asked cautiously: "Master Qingshi, may I ask what a noble is."
[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.]
Qing Shi did not answer directly, but looked behind him.
"Lao Liu, tell me."
"Yes!" A chubby green hippopotamus came out from the side.
He was fat and strong, but he wore a tight-fitting red vest, a shiny bald head, and a small hat that slid down as he shook his head.
"You can see that this Qingyun Golden Lamp is not an ordinary thing, but an innate spiritual treasure used to illuminate the teachings of the saints when they preach. What is the difference between the golden beads rotating around the golden lamp and listening to the saint's teachings? The master's
The status is naturally extremely respected."
"Look at the beads of merit in this pool of water. They are densely packed at the bottom, just like ants snatching food. They are in a state of astonishing embarrassment. Look at these nobles. They emerge from the water like kings, high above them.
How noble it is to look at all living beings."
After listening to Big Hippo's explanation, everyone immediately started talking excitedly.
"So it can still be like this. After becoming a noble, wouldn't it be like those venerables, living a life of stars and moons?"
"That's natural. If you look at the golden beads of merit at the bottom of the pool, you will know that the owner must have been unhappy. It's really sad."
"You can't say that. The gold beads of merit are dead things after all. What's the use of the honor and honor here? It's better to practice down-to-earth."
Hearing someone question, the big hippo sighed in disappointment.
"You have made the road narrow."
"Golden beads carry not only merit, but also your will, dreams, and beliefs.
After becoming a noble, you will receive supreme status and honor. Those former colleagues, idols you looked up to, and enemies you swore to death will all be trampled under your feet. They will only be able to look up at your back for the rest of their lives. This is what you call a noble."<
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"That's it." Old Turtle began to breathe rapidly and stared at the light.
He seemed to see himself becoming a noble, trampling his enemies under his feet, and becoming a being that countless creatures looked up to.
All the creatures who come to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool will look at their own golden beads with envy.
They are stunning, envious, adoring, and jealous beyond all recognition.
The old turtle swallowed and asked, "Sir, how can we become a noble?"