Wang Ye's words directly spoke to the old monk's heart.
At this moment, he closed his eyes uncontrollably, with a hint of comfort and comfort on his face...
Transparent all over!
"The old monk's Dharma name is: Arhat Subduing the Dragon."
The old monk quickly calmed down and said calmly.
Obviously, it is necessary to keep the name and not to pass the wrong name.
But Wang Ye shook his head and corrected the old monk's language: "No, it's the Lord Subduing the Dragon."
At this time, the old monk's eyes mostly revealed that he was still confused.
But his only consciousness was filled with joy, and he looked at Wang Ye with admiration: "You are very enlightened, and you are worthy of my Buddha's teachings."
"Everything is guided by the Dragon Subduing Buddha."
"Otherwise I would just be an ordinary little novice monk."
I don’t know why, but hearing Wang Ye speak makes me happy!
The corners of the old monk's mouth could not stop rising.
Although most of his consciousness is still asleep, and although he has only a little spiritual wisdom, it is so wonderful and moving to be revered as a Buddha.
Maybe when Jiang Long truly recovers, he will probably be scared to death when he recalls what he once said and what he did.
after all...
He is just an Arhat.
Even the strongest Arhat.
The side effects of this forced resuscitation are too great.
Directly show the deepest desire in his heart, otherwise, he would never be able to do what he did today.
"good!"
"I am the Buddha, and you should be the Canaan Bodhisattva."
For a moment, the old monk's voice became much louder.
"It's just...I can't leave now and am about to fall asleep again. How can I help you..."
The pie that Wang Ye drew for him was too big. He was now very scared, fearing that the outside Buddhist believers would destroy his family. In that case, he might never be able to become the Buddha again.
For a moment, my not-so-smart mind became anxious.
Wang Ye hesitated for a moment, then hinted: "Senior, many monks can no longer afford to eat and have no clothes to wear. If there are some magic weapons, at least..."
"It can be regarded as having a glimmer of self-protection ability."
The old monk's eyes lit up and he waved his hand: "Take it!"
Wang Ye raised his eyebrows with joy, took the cloth bag, and packed the Buddhist instruments in the hole in the wall one by one, as if packing.
Serve in one pot.
But soon, Wang Ye was in trouble again: "Also... believers in the Buddhist Kingdom are generally weak now. Even if they have magical weapons, they are still guilty of concealing the treasure in order to make others jealous, and they may die faster. "
"But this pool of merit..."
"Effect..."
"After all, I don't want a bunch of crooked melons and cracked jujubes to welcome you back to your throne on the day when you, Buddha, revive."
"What we want to build is a group of elite soldiers and generals!"
Wang Ye's voice was full of confusion.
At this time, the time for the old monk to barely recover had come to an end, and he looked drowsy. He vaguely heard the scene described by Wang Ye, and waved his big hand again: "Take it away!"
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
"Amitabha!"
Wang Ye clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name loudly, then ran to the pool of merit, quietly turned his back to the old monk, took out the alms bowl he had received from the Buddhist country, and filled the entire pool with water. Walk.
"That's it, is that okay?"
"I'm about to fall into deep sleep again, and the outside world depends on you."
The old monk couldn't even open his eyelids, so he forced himself to speak.
"not enough..."
Wang Ye said solemnly.
The old monk frowned slightly, obviously feeling more energetic: "Why? Are you greedy?"
Wang Ye calmly shook his head.
"If I say that these are all given by the Dragon Subduing Buddha, even if they believe me, they will only be skeptical."
"So, I need a token from you, Buddha, for them to worship day and night!"
"Only in this way can the heart be pious."
The old monk suddenly beamed with joy: "Good!"
As he spoke, he took out a relic from his arms and said to Wang Ye: "This relic was made by me for so many years, day and night. It condenses most of my breath. As long as it is activated by Buddhist teachings, it can Reveal my identity as an Arhat and protect your safety at this critical moment."
"In peacetime in the Buddhist country, I use Buddhist teachings to encourage them. I must let them look up to my Buddha statue day and night!"
The old monk solemnly delivered the relic to Wang Ye.
It can be seen that this thing is indeed very important to him, and under the control of the old monk, this relic is particularly friendly to Wang Ye.
It seems that he can be actively controlled by Wang Ye!
nice one!
Wang Ye's eyes lit up. This kind of opportunity can be said to be once in a lifetime.
Early resuscitation has many sequelae.
According to his statistics, some have lost their memory, some have drastically changed their personalities, and some have weakened strength...
But becoming stupid...
First!
If I don’t gather more wool today, I’d be sorry for myself!
Moreover, he wants the old monk's token and has a crucial plan, which is not convenient to elaborate on here.
Thinking about it, he put the relics away quietly and looked at the old monk in embarrassment again.
"Buddha...Buddha, I still have something to ask for."
Old monk:? ? ?
He was a little confused and didn't quite understand.
I’ve given you the magical weapon, I’ve taken the pool of merit, and I’ve got the token, what else do you need?
"The young monk's strength is still too low."
"If, under the cultivation of Merit Pool, other geniuses rise and I cannot hold my position, the people who take my position will have ambitions..."
"I don't care. For you, Buddha, I am willing to die!"
"But...if it affects your plan, then I will never give up."
Wang Ye had a look of pain on his face, as if that scene had already happened, right before his eyes!
The old monk suddenly became anxious: "I...I specialize in the physical body, and I don't have any magical tools."
"I... In this way, although my Zen staff is not used much, it still stays with me day and night, tainted with my breath. It can be considered a good magic weapon. You can take it."
After saying that, the old monk waved lightly, pulled out a Zen staff that exuded a faint golden light in the void, and handed it to Wang Ye's hand.
The main material is gold, and other things are added.
It looks very hard and does not affect the properties of gold.
An unknown gemstone is set on the top of it, filled with strong energy fluctuations.
This energy is similar to that emitted by the Ghost Sword...
Can hurt ghosts!
Wang Ye's eyes lit up instantly. Although he couldn't use it himself, he could use it for Xiao Wu!
His physique, holding this Zen staff, perfectly matched his temperament.
Save yourself having to carry the plaque around every time.
"Buddha..."
"After all, the magic weapon is something external to the body, but it's still... not enough."
Seeing that the old monk might fall asleep again at any time, Wang Ye hurriedly spoke again.
The old monk, at a certain moment, felt a little sluggish.
...
Although this little guy talks nicely, but...
Why are there so many things?
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