Looking at the wall again, the three old monks were motionless, like real corpses.
Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief and got into the pool.
Soon, the pure energy continued to gather towards Wang Ye. This energy was somewhat special and looked very sticky. It did not enter Wang Ye's body, but instead surrounded his outer skin.
Then it continued to extract his skin.
Sitting in the pool, Wang Ye didn't know what he thought of and was startled for a moment.
Why do you...
Instead of pretending to take it away, go home and soak slowly?
Wang Ye reflected.
Mainly based on the situation at the time, it was so tempting!
I can't control my heart.
At this time, the energy on the body surface exploded instantly, and Wang Ye's body surface emitted a dazzling golden light, just like a Buddhist disciple!
Even looking at the degree of concentration of this golden light, most of the Buddhist monks cannot compare to him.
Because his golden light naturally carries a sense of vicissitudes of life.
It seems that the quality of the people in the Buddhist country is naturally higher than that of those in the Buddhist country.
Don't underestimate this layer, because it represents a qualitative change.
The energy was constantly washing Wang Ye's body and skin. Under the golden light, his skin seemed to be transparent, and the lines of blood vessels under the skin could even be seen.
but...
The hair on his head melted like spring snow at this moment.
And the changes in the water in the pool also caused the energy in the hall to begin to fluctuate violently.
"not good!"
Wang Ye broke away from the comfortable mood and stood up from the pool. His shiny bald head was reflected in the relics, making it very eye-catching.
At the top, the mummified old monk in the middle moved his fingertips slightly.
Then, his eyes slowly opened. He was still a little confused at first, but gradually regained some consciousness.
It still seems a bit silly, but it's enough.
"Dead!"
Wang Ye cursed secretly, because of such a stupid mistake, was he going to be completely buried here?
Suddenly, touching his bald head, Wang Ye thought of something. At the critical moment, he took out a cassock from the bag, put it on himself, and hung the bag in the most conspicuous place.
For a while...
Such a handsome Buddhist prince with red lips, white teeth and jade-like skin was born.
At this moment, the old monk, who had regained some consciousness, set his sights on Wang Ye.
Under the illumination of the relic, Wang Ye's body exuded a faint golden light, his expression was calm, and there was a hint of just the right compassion deep in his eyes.
Coupled with Wang Ye's exquisite face, the old monk who had just regained some consciousness was stunned for a second, and then he rose into the air and landed in front of Wang Ye.
"Who are you?"
"Why...trespass...in my Buddha's forbidden area."
The old monk's voice gradually became more natural from the initial stiffness, and he was obviously in a stage of adaptation.
"Amitabha."
Wang Ye clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist chant, with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "I, a Buddhist, have been displaced. Buddha statues have been destroyed, temples have been smashed, and there have been countless casualties."
"As a contemporary Buddhist, I walk in the wasteland, searching for a solution."
"Today, by chance, I met my senior here, and I hope to come out of the mountain and save thousands of believers from the fire and water."
Wang Ye said this with a hint of sadness, helplessness, but also perseverance!
His eyes were filled with devotion to the Buddha.
Simply more like a Buddhist than Canaan.
The old monk was really stunned: "My Buddha's legacy is in the outside world. Is it already so miserable?"
His brows furrowed deeply, a little disbelieving.
"I keep even the few remaining Buddhist books with me to avoid losing them."
With that said, he opened the cloth bag and let the old monk check it.
really...
The whole bag is filled with various books and Buddhist instruments.
He even found a small Buddha statue in the corner.
I carry a Buddha statue with me to worship, which is really pious!
The old monk thought thoughtfully: "So...the outside world is already so chaotic?"
"Amitabha, everything has a cause, forgive me for my inability to do so."
"I won't care about the fact that you accidentally entered the pool of merit this time. Just leave..."
The old monk obviously wanted to see off the guests.
Wang Ye was stunned for a moment.
Is this Buddhist country so disunited?
The Buddhist country outside was described by him as being unable to afford food. He was guarding a huge treasure house, but he was not willing to give alms at all?
But fortunately, I was finally able to escape.
Let’s take a look at this treasure house slowly.
Wang Ye made a decision in his heart, a trace of regret appeared on his face, as if he wanted to say something more, he opened his mouth, but finally held back again and turned into a sigh.
Nodding gently to the old monk, at this moment, Wang Ye seemed to have lost his last hope, staggering towards the door as if he had lost his soul.
The old monk squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Ye's back. His eyes flickered as if he had thought of something, and he suddenly said: "Stay!"
Wang Ye's body stiffened.
Cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
This old monk must have regretted it.
Are you going to kill yourself?
The aura that the old monk inadvertently exuded just now formed a line in Wang Ye's eyes.
Blue line!
The existence beyond the ghost king.
If this old guy really targets him, then...it will be difficult to escape.
Maybe, let’s give it a try?
Wang Ye was thinking crazily in his heart, but his face remained calm. He turned his head with despair, looked at the old monk, and said in a low voice: "Senior...is there anything else?"
"Buddha, is it really what you said in the outside world?"
The old monk's eyes flickered and he said calmly.
"Monks don't lie."
Wang Ye's eyes rekindled hope and he said without hesitation.
"what's your name?"
At this moment, the old monk's eyes were sharp, staring at Wang Ye.
"Little monk, Canaan!"
Wang Ye answered questions fluently, and in order to prove himself, he even sprouted golden lotuses behind him.
After he soaked in the pool of merit, he could naturally exude the pure aura of the Buddhist kingdom. It was not difficult to imitate Canaan's moves.
"good!"
"I can help you rebuild the Buddhist Kingdom."
"Let the light of Buddha shine on this land again."
"But I'm still in a deep sleep and can't wake up for too long."
"More Buddhas will awaken in the future. When the time comes, as the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom, do you know what to do?"
After the old monk finished speaking, a faint wave of energy emitted from his body.
It seemed that as long as Wang Ye's answer was slightly wrong, he would immediately take action and kill him.
but...
As a reserve veteran, it was clear that the words of this old monk who had just regained consciousness had no profound meaning.
"Are the other people who woke up Buddha?"
"Not really?"
"There is only one Buddha in the Buddhist Kingdom, and that is you, senior."
As he spoke, Wang Ye clasped his hands together and bowed gently to the old monk: "I have seen my Buddha."
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