The Legend of Manhua

After getting permission from the Emperor of Heaven, they descended to the mortal world first, but they still couldn't go straight to the Demon Realm so blatantly. After all, when they told the Emperor of Heaven before, they only said to go to the mortal world to have a look, and they didn't mention the Demon Realm.Although Manhua had already thought of a set of arguments before, the Emperor of Heaven agreed without asking, very enlightened.

"Manhua, I want to go see Young Master Yanning."

They are standing by a small stream at the moment, the water is gurgling, the cool breeze is blowing, it is the spring of the world and summer is coming soon, the earth is full of vitality, the eyes are full of purples and reds, and the nostrils smell the strong fragrance.Qinglan squatted down halfway, her green fingers touched the cold and pure water, as if she hadn't felt this way for a long time, she couldn't put it down, she was intoxicated by it.

Man Hua didn't want to disturb him, so she stood aside and watched quietly. After a long time, Qing Lan looked sideways at Man Hua, said what she just said, without leaving her fingers in the water.

"Why?" Manhua asked reflexively.Probably he was a little suffocated in his heart.

"Want to thank him for being able to do that."

Man Hua sighed deeply, "Actually, it's me who should go and thank you the most."

"Going?" Qing Lan turned around and looked at Man Hua with a smile.

"I'm good."

Yanning Shaozhenjun failed to recover his divine body after a series of catastrophes. The Western Daoyi gods spent a hundred years reshaping his body, but if he wanted to return to the Heavenly Palace, he had to practice again.Young Master Yanning chose to return to Yin Liguo, where there was no popularity, and where millions of undead were buried, it was the Yingnan Mountain where Xu Yanqiu died, and it was also the mountain where the water blooms were close to.He built a wooden house on the mountainside with big trees in the forest. There is only one house, and the courtyard is separated by a bamboo fence in front.I meditate and practice inside, chant scriptures and worship Buddha every day, hoping to slowly save the undead underground and let them be liberated as soon as possible.

After 20 years, Master Yanning Shaozhen decided to go outside to collect and study various scriptures and scriptures. It took about eight or 90 years, and most of them were Buddhist scriptures.When he returned to Yingnan Mountain three years ago, he brought back not only heavy Buddhist scriptures, but also four children. The youngest was a baby in swaddling clothes, and the oldest was ten years old. The origin of the five-year-old boy.

Yanning Shaozhen took the children to rebuild several houses, forming a two-entry and two-out residence; he taught scriptures and books all day long, and took the children to chant scriptures and pray every morning and evening to save the dead. Always retreat and practice without delay.

This incident was once circulated in the Heavenly Palace, and good news came from the Underworld, saying that the ghosts of Yin Liguo had come to the Underworld to report in large numbers, without interruption.Some heavenly officials who are amazed by this will occasionally go to the sky above Yin Liguo to look down at Yingnan Mountain, the residence of Yanning Shaozhenjun and the others. It is said that listening to the sound of chanting sutras from inside, they will also be baptized and feel comfortable physically and mentally.

As soon as he landed outside Ying Nanshan's residence, he heard the delicate voice of a child coming from inside, and he could hear the conversation clearly when he got closer.

"Is it alive? It doesn't move all the time. It's so ugly."

"No, it's a black hairball bug. It grows wings and flies. It's as beautiful as a butterfly, isn't it?"

"It doesn't matter if it flies or not, it is quite happy to stay quietly like this."

"Master, what is this?" asked together.

"The heart is like a painter, who can paint the world, nothing is hidden, and everything is created by the heart." From the "Avatamsaka Sutra", "Everything in the world is described by your heart, and all things and phenomena are created by your heart. , If you are happy and at ease in your heart, you will feel that this is a beautiful existence, so what you are is no longer important." The unhurried voice, like the gurgling of a mountain stream, is clear and slow, and it seems to be able to heal the soul.Listening to the voice, I felt that when the speaker said this, the face must also be smiling.

"Master, I don't think it's really ugly, I was wrong, I..."

"The heart is like a lotus flower without water, and like the sun and the moon without emptiness." From the "Hua Yan Sutra", "Our cultivation focuses on cultivating the heart, and the heart is like

The lotus flower is elegant and elegant, and it is like the light of the sun and the moon. You can deal with everything calmly, and you will not fall into the vortex of regret after the incident and make yourself physically and mentally exhausted.Understand? "

"Understood, Master."

"Go and copy the scriptures, where is Liuli?"

"He's still sleeping."

"He just knows how to sleep."

"It's okay, tell him to get up and copy the scriptures together."

"Ah—Master, I dare not..."

"Go ahead, just say it was called by Master."

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Manhua and Qinglan listened outside without moving a step. Compared with Qinglan's indifferent smile, Manhua looked a little deeply thinking.

"Young Master Yan Ning likes this place very much." Qing Lan said something, seeing Man Hua's expression and asked: "What's wrong?"

"I seem to go in and see what it is." Man Hua felt a little uncomfortable, and it should be uncomfortable to have such curiosity.

"Since you two are here, why don't you come in and sit down?"

They followed the sound and saw a figure slowly walking out of the gate. The clothes were very simple and plain, the cloth clothes were green shirts, the hair was tied up naturally, the figure was tall and thin, and he looked as calm as an ancient tree in the mountains. The sense of humility and graceful posture.Those washed-like eyes are extremely clear, and there seems to be a smile in them all the time, and the chin is thin, but it looks even more elegant and delicate with the light and faint cherry red lips.

"Young Master Yanning." Qing Lan called softly.

"Call me Yanqiu, Qinglan Shengjun, Manhua Mingjun, won't you come in and have a seat?"

"There's no need to go in, it's not good to disturb those children. It shouldn't be disturbing, but I'm always worried if I don't come to see it."

"Where is Mingjun Manhua?" Yanqiu turned to ask Manhua, making him unable to react for a while, "What?"

"I'm here to accompany Qinglan Shengjun."

Manhua defaults.

"That's great." Yanqiu looked at them inexplicably and said with a smile.

"That's great?" Manhua didn't understand what it meant.

"Man Hua, don't you want to know what's inside?" Qing Lan asked instead.

"That's right. I just heard you guys discussing Buddhist scriptures outside, and I'm very curious about what caused such a discussion."

"In that case, please come in, Mr. Man Huaming."

Manhua followed Yanqiu in, Qinglan waited outside, and came out together after a while, Manhua looked strange, but didn't say anything, they said goodbye to Yanqiu together and walked down the mountain a few steps, Manhua Huacai said slowly: "Qinglan, do you know what it is?"

"I don't know."

"It's just mud, but it's rolled into a round shape, and there's something black and furry on it."

"Ah."

"I'm starting to worry a little bit about those kids."

"Worry?"

"Don't be fooled, don't you think?"

"Would it? I think it's very interesting." Qinglan laughed involuntarily as she spoke.

"If those children know that they have talked about all kinds of research on a lump of mud in the future, I don't know what kind of mentality they will have."

"Didn't you also like playing with mud when you were a child?" Qing Lan's smile grew stronger.

"Really? I don't have it, so is there any mud in Heaven to play with?" Man Hua wondered.

Qinglan restrained her expression a little, and said, "I heard you say that you were in the mortal world before."

"Oh... hey, but I never go to the Western Buddha to listen to the scriptures. It is also the correct choice. I don't have any wisdom root, and I don't have any Buddha nature." Just relax and take it easy.

"Indeed, when I walk here, I can't feel any resentment, the seal is quite deep."

"I ran out because I was worried that I didn't do enough... But what does this have to do with Buddha nature?"

"These undead may have to struggle to climb out of the ground."

After Qinglan finished speaking, her figure disappeared, and Manhua followed without caring about what to say.

In fact, there is nothing too novel about the Demon Realm. It is like a heavenly palace that has been painted black. There are black buildings everywhere. There is no Yuyuqiong Tower with a complicated structure. After such a long time, Manhua returned to the Demon Realm and saw this residence, and asked Yuebai a word: You still despise the Nightless City and Tiangong just like you.It is true that the development from living in a cave and laying a floor on the ground to having a shelter from the wind and rain is the final goal.

"It's enough to live in." Yuebai replied casually, but when he arrived at the Demon Palace, the building was called a magnificent building, with black stones as the foundation, gem decorations, and exaggerated shapes that could be seen from far away. Only when you look around can you see that there are nine giant black wolves standing on the top. Each of them has a different posture and look, such as crouching (attacking), crouching (resting), squatting, standing, running, jumping , slanting, looking up to the sky and screaming; no matter what kind of posture it is, it is carved vividly, and the body curve is perfectly displayed. Such a pinnacle of carving skills is probably difficult for other walks of life to match, especially the eyes, it is indeed impossible to look directly, because the black gem The inlaid eyes are too flashy, and the sharp gaze always gives a chilling feeling when cast on the body, as if climbing up from the abyss, not to live better, but to pull everything down into the abyss.

"Is it enough?" Manhua asked Yuebai with raised eyebrows.

"This is built by my people, I don't live much."

"If you live here, you won't lose your heart." It felt like all the gems in the devil world were used to build the devil palace for him.

I went in and found that it was okay, there is no such thing as being resplendent and resplendent, normal black stone repairs, but it is inevitable that every square inch is inlaid with gemstones of various colors, and the various furnishings are similar to many from all walks of life, just changing the workmanship, materials and colors That's all.

Regardless of whether it is rich in resources or not, it is true that this demon world has a wide field of vision, and there are basically no tall obstacles at a glance.It is because there is a saying in the devil world about morning exercises, which are based on various running, rolling and jumping, strengthening the body, focusing on various tricks and weapons, cultivating magic power, supplemented by various offensive and defensive exchanges, and preventing external troubles.

I feel that if there are enough demons, they will rise up at any time and stab the sky down.

The demon inside has a human figure, but has black skin that does not belong to the normal body. In other words: they have strong limbs and bodies, because their skin is dark blue, so they can't see flesh and blood, and they have a steel-like body.The appearance is comparable to the blue-faced fangs of most ghosts, but it is not showing fangs and claws, but ferocious.Oddly not all of them are like this, also have white skin, but only appear on the higher ranking chiefs.So at this moment, there is a division of ranks according to the skin. Those with smooth and fair skin or those with dark iron skin are high-ranking people, and those in the middle are ordinary people, because this means a huge disparity in power.

In the demon world, power is king.