The sound of rustling crawling came from the depths of the sea of ​​flowers.

The ocean gathered by the vines is as powerful as thunder, the delicate pink flowers bloom boldly, and the dense sword light falls one after another like spring rain.

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The colorful red gold beasts were suddenly dispersed by the attack of the sea of ​​flowers, and their momentum plummeted.

When Bodhi saw this situation, he secretly thought it was not good.

In comparison, these earth beasts fabricated by magic are as weak as the moon in the mirror.

Although there are two spells, namely Flower Clothes and Midas, to improve toughness and killing ability, compared with the sea of ​​vines and flowers, they are completely out of reach.

The reason why they can charge into the battle with such ferocity is because of the immature roots on the outside.

Now that they suddenly dispersed, they all became living targets.

Even those with a little common sense would understand this truth, but Manjusri remained unmoved.

He looked at the battlefield with firm eyes, his hands formed treasure seals, and his spiritual power surged endlessly.

Sure enough, the earth beasts were suddenly swallowed up by the vines. They struggled desperately but to no avail. The coats made of flowers were gradually torn apart by the huge force.

Bodhi looked at the thin figure and frowned deeply.

"Alas! Manjusri's background in the slave path is shallow after all. When urging the beasts to kill, his methods are immature and easy to be impulsive, which is reasonable."

At this time, countless warm doughs were flowing in his sleeves.

The dough is shaped like a pearl and feels slightly sticky to the touch.

Bodhi twirled his fingers and crushed them into pieces one after another, and bursts of colorful rays of light floated out from inside.

The light spirals up from the fingertips to the heart, and a large number of mottled messages and pictures emerge leisurely.

This is a unique communication method in the West. It was created by the joint deduction of the two saints and has been used since ancient times.

The news recorded in the pearl dough are all related to Manjusri.

From the Lich Measuring Tribulation to the Conferred God Measuring Tribulation, to the weapon refining event in the Vientiane Forest, and the changes in the Gengdu Mountains in the past half month.

Manjusri's speech, behavior, expressions and movements are all recorded very carefully and clearly.

The spells practiced, the opportunities obtained, and the treasures used are all recorded in the book.

The more recent the time, the more detailed the records are, especially the prosperous age of Refining Laixi, and there are corresponding picture records.

Of course, the further back in time, the more vague the above description becomes, and there are even a lot of guesses and deductions.

The record stopped abruptly until Manjusri became a disciple of Chanjiao.

After Bodhi crushed all the dough and absorbed all the records, he suddenly felt compassion for Manjusri in his heart.

He began to understand Manjusri's cunning and unruly nature.

Surviving in an unloved environment, relying on the resources cultivated in Mount Wutai to be self-sufficient, the realm accumulated by several Yuanhui was reduced to ashes.

Manjusri is like a little beast abandoned on the roadside, unable to find any shelter, and can only hide silently in the corner and lick its wounds.,

His cruelty, viciousness, despicability and other bad qualities were all polished by life and were done out of necessity.

Because of this, Manjusri is so stubborn, never asking for help, and trying to prove himself.

Thinking of this, Bodhi's eyes suddenly softened.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head, feeling guilty in his heart.

At this time.

Manjusri narrowed his eyes and blew a breath in front of him.

Little red sparks floated out and landed on the beasts accurately.

As if cooking oil in a raging fire, the thick floral clothes worn by the earth beasts suddenly burst into flames.

Their bodies are tempered into colored glaze by high temperatures, and the bursting flames become the nemesis of the sea of ​​flowers, eating away at the green areas crazily.

The ground burned into pitch-black scorched earth, and the beasts roared loudly and powerfully, rushing forward.

They ran rampant, roared and roared in the sea of ​​flowers, and quickly cleared large areas of open space.

At the same time, Manjusri once again touched the ground with one palm, urging a third wave of majestic beasts.

He concentrated on mobilizing the beasts, fighting and biting the vines, and constantly attacking and killing the sea of ​​vines and flowers.

"The territory occupied by Heart-Eating Zhulan is 12,000 miles wide, and its strength is equal to that of the Golden Immortal. The beasts look so menacing, but in fact they are not even scratching."

"Especially these pink flower bags are obviously caused by being too far away from the main body. Only when the color completely turns red like blood can we truly step into the realm of Heart-Eating Zhulan."

"What I have to do now is to hone my slave dao background through the endless sea of ​​vines and flowers."

Manjusri's eyes were firm, the light in his palms was as brilliant as fireworks, and several auxiliary spells fell into the beasts.

The light flashed like a rainbow, and the strength of the beasts increased several times, and all the wind, rain, thunder and lightning fell into the sea of ​​flowers.

Bodhi stood behind Manjusri for a long time, suddenly understood his plan, and started to give instructions.

"The fatal part of the vines and flower bags is the rhizome, which can unite the herd into a circle and gather the golden claws to tear the ground and slowly draw it. This can not only preserve the overall strength, but also move the battlefield step by step."

"Earth beasts are not real flesh and blood, so you don't have to pay too much attention to their appearance when they take form. You can discard the ears, nose, five internal organs, tail and other organs. This can greatly save spiritual energy."

"No, the Falling Rain Technique will overwhelm the earth beasts and extinguish the flames. On the contrary, it will seriously damage the vitality of the beasts. It is better to activate the Cold Current Technique, which can slow down the lashing speed of the vines and refract the sword light ejected from the flower bag."<

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Regardless of past and present lives, the state of Bodhi is above Manjushri.

He did not practice the Slave Path, but he was a good corpse of Zhunti. He was born to stand at the top, and he was able to deduce the general outline from the path of wisdom, which made Manjushri's understanding of this path improve.

The power of the beasts is gradually increasing, and Manjusri's slave path is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Six days later, the herd had pushed across four thousand miles.

The flower bag is no longer delicate and pink, but turns to blood red. The inside of the vine contains tough silk flesh, making it stronger and more powerful.

This means that Manjusri has arrived at the middle ground.

Bodhi gently swept the whisk, a little speechless.

Your talents are exhausted.

All kinds of Dao are easy to learn but difficult to master. The skills he mastered in slave Dao are not profound, and if he continues to teach them, he will mislead his disciples.

"Manjusri, my understanding of the slave path is limited to this. I'm afraid I won't be able to help you in the future."

Bodhi said with a wry smile.

Manjusri nodded, this situation had long been expected by him.

Wow, the ghostly little flag suddenly floated out from the body.

Come on!

Manjusri held it in his hand and waved it suddenly.

The wind is blowing and the frost is thick.

Thick and steaming smoke rose up, and an illusive and hazy figure emerged from the ground.

The aura of this figure floats, the body is in tatters, the facial features are moldy, and only the eyes are clear and translucent.

Bodhi realized that this person was somewhat familiar, but after careful observation, he could not remember him.

At this time, the ghost suddenly spoke.

"My name is Bayunfei."

His voice was hoarse, as harsh as the beating of a bellows, setting off a storm in Bodhi's heart.

Master of Slavery——Ba Yunfei!

He was the hope of the Ba family's great prosperity, and he was a famous magic golden immortal.

After he died in the Wanxiang Forest, the Ba family wanted to reincarnate this son through the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, but they exhausted all the treasures and tried all means, but they could not rescue him from the underworld.

Now, he was summoned by Manjusri!

It is worthy of being the treasure of the ghost realm, it is really powerful.

"Your Majesty."

Ba Yunfei greeted Manjusri respectfully, as if he had forgotten the fact that he was beheaded by him.

"Next, I will urge the beasts to fight, and you will stand by and watch and give guidance."

Manjusri said loudly, and then continued to order the beasts to attack.

Ba Yunfei nodded in agreement, followed Manjusri to observe the battlefield carefully, and gave instructions in a soft tone.

He became famous for his servility, and his knowledge was naturally extraordinary. Every word he said made Manjusri gain a lot and suddenly became enlightened.

"Your Majesty, the Earth Way emphasizes the virtues of carrying things, and is distinguished by strong defense. However, after all, the killing ability is insufficient. It is better to transform all the Earth beasts into wolves, to make up for the shortcomings of the Tao Yun in terms of species, and to improve the combat effectiveness from the source.

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To be continued...