Chapter 182 - The Manjusri Showed Up (2/2)
As expected, after scores of rounds, the tiny light man was already hit by the heat from Samadhi True Fire on the Flame Spear for hundreds of strokes, while Pixiu remained safe and sound. Meanwhile, the blue light was fading. In this way, with dozen rounds more the blue light man would lose his life.
“You junior! I’ll kill you!” The blue light man burst into blazing glitter and Pixiu’s body was flashing blue light as well. Hao Ning couldn’t look through the situation and receded without hesitation.
“No, it’s demon’s dissolution art!” Xiao Hong retreated also. The Flame Spear brought Hao Ning to Xiao Hong’s side.
“Today I’ll pay my life to ruin everything!” Then they couldn’t see the blue light man anymore. The whole Pixiu got blue as if about to explode.
“Jerk! Go die!” Then a voice came down from the sky. Fragrance spread and a gold sword arrived splitting the air. It pricked Pixiu’s body.
With a zap, which wasn’t as gorgeous as the battle before, but a light noise that couldn’t even be heard, the blue light of Pixiu dispersed. They took a look and found the blue light of the man was fading and he turned into a headless body top with cracked skin. On his neck, there was a ball of a bowl’s size, where stuck the gold sword. There was a crackle and the body fell from Pixiu, moveless.
Hao Ning was amazed. But Xiao Hong didn’t manifest any funny expression and had already contracted his shape and kneeled down. He murmured in his mouth, “I don’t know that Manjusri Bodhisattva is coming so your follower I didn’t try to avoid. I should die for my guilt!”
“Hong Hai’er!” It was exactly at noon and the voice was from the sky. When he uttered, the sunlight was as if covered, “Why you said in your mouth but did nothing in your hands?”
“What’s he saying?” Hao Ning was bewildered. He understood the words “said in your mouth”, which referred to the words Xiao Hong said, but what did “did nothing in your hands” stand for?
“Bodhisattva! It’s not that I don’t want to palm put my palms together and greet you,” Xiao Hong’s forehead was covered with cold sweat, “but my hands were poisoned to numb by the evil and can’t move now ‒”
“You drink and you eat, everything contains causalities!” The voice didn’t wait until Xiao Hong finished before he announced his title, “Amitabha!”
When his voice trailed off, the blue on Xiao Hong’s hands had disappeared. Xiao Hong tried to clench a fist and found his hands totally recovered. Xiao Hong eagerly put his palms together and hit his head to the ground in rapture to express his thanks, “Bodhisattva, thank you for saving me out!”
A golden beam flashed and set on Pixiu’s back. When exposed to the golden light, Pixiu began to contract, and in no time, it was already in the size of a lion. While the golden light had turned into a dressed-up Bodhisattva. Behind him, there were many lotuses about to bloom. The outlook was much prettier than Zhang Chi Hang’s. Hao Ning, though not acquainted with him, knew in his heart that this should be the Manjusri Bodhisattva in Xiao Hong’s words.
Manjusri Bodhisattva waved and the sword accompanied by Doctor Xue’s body all moved to his feet. Pixiu saw the body and chewed it in his mouth instantly.
“How is the sword so powerful?” Hao Ning didn’t believe in Buddhism. He even dared to encounter Avalokitesvara, so of course, he was fearless, which thanks to his ignorance. Then he turned back and asked Xiao Hong, “Ah, you speak.”
“This is the sword of wisdom.” the Bodhisattva noticed Xiao Hong’s silence out of reverence, smiled and explained, “Hong Hai’er, there’s no need to bond yourself with the manners. Just explain it to him.”
“Yes. I’ll obey you.” Xiao Hong stood up immediately, bowed and said in respect, “Brother Hao Ning, Manjusri Bodhisattva is the symbol of wisdom. And the Da Baojian (sword) of wisdom ‒”
“Massage?” Hao Ning stared at Xiao Hong, dull, “Bodhisattva even has such a job? Does it include fast food, and is it overnight?”
“Stop your nonsense!” Xiao Hong was about to faint when hearing Hao Ning’s words, wiped his sweat and whispered Amitabha in his mouth, “The Da Baojian of wisdom is a sword! Which could cut off all the fixations and deal with poisons from everywhere!” At that point, Xiao Hong said to Hao Ning quietly, “Big bro, you mind your words! Or your future career would be affected!”
“I don’t belong to your system.” Hao Ning said in confusion, “Meanwhile I can’t cultivate any power. So, in which way will my career be affected?”
“Big bro,” Xiao Hong was about to weep and he muttered, “My career, mine! I beg you, play your role…”
“Eh, Bodhisattva, what are you up to today?” Hao Ning, seeing Xiao Hong’s stressed comportment, stopped his joke, put his palms together and bowed, “Are you here to save us?”
“Amitabha, everyone’s in their own causalities.” A lotus bloomed behind the Manjusri, and when he talked, the scented wind rose while the golden lotus sprawling on the ground, “So are they in need of the help from outside? I come here this time, first because I’ve learned that such evil is in the earth, enchanting people and making a disturbance; second, is to captivate the Pixiu to be my horse.”
“Bodhisattva, isn’t your horse the‒” Xiao Hong heard his words and felt bewildered. He couldn’t stop himself from asking, “The lion?”
“Ah…” Bodhisattva lowered his brows, shook his head, while he said in a pleasant voice, “Though I’ve got affluent incense in my Bodhimanda, after May 4th Seal God event I need to reform my body. Though it’s done, my horse needs more incense to be formed. So, I have to do this.”
“That’s it.” Hao Ning got him. To interpret, it meant that the incense he’d accumulated all these was only enough for himself. He’d got no money for a horse, so he decided to capture a random one for use. He didn’t expect a Bodhisattva could also be so realistic. Then he stayed silent.
“The catastrophe’s ended. Auspicious Beast, just go with me.” The scented wind came around. Bodhisattva nodded at them and was to leave. He was surely extraordinary every time he showed up. Endless Buddhist sounds spread and there were countless Buddhist monks reading sutra in the air. Such a scene was really amazing.
“You put down a little your pomp,” Hao Ning muttered in his heart, “and you’ll have enough incense for your horse, won’t you?” Thinking about that, he laughed in heart, “People rely on clothes and Buddhas rely on gold. However poor one is, he should never be reserved in his display. However bitter one is, he should never let his outlook be mean. So, the only thing he could do was do something on his transport tool.”
“Wait a minute!” Behind he suddenly came Liu Shuai’s voice.