The scriptures, the robes, and the tin rod, although the Arhat only bestowed these three treasures, they have already established the key to the rise of the Dharma again.

Everyone was deeply shocked, no one dared to speak nonsense, all of them bowed their heads quietly.

Except for Li Yun a few people.

Finally, Luohan looked at Li Yun and others: "You wait, I already know that the last one passed by, I didn't expect you to have this kind of good fortune. Perhaps it is exactly what the Buddha said, that there is a good life in heaven. Of virtue, the Buddha will be deeply delighted when he knows your changes."

Your good fortune naturally refers to gracefulness, not others.

The last amount of robbery?

Li Yun wondered if this meant that the retreat of the gods in ancient times was definitely a calamity.

However, in this calamity, God has the virtue of living well. These two sentences seem to belong to Taoism? !

The language used by Luohan is not the language of any ordinary human country, but it can be understood by everyone, which is amazing.

But after the translation, Li Yun vaguely felt that these words came from Taoism!

"NS."

Luohan shook his head and said regretfully: "I can't solve your problem either."

"what!"

Wan Qingya hurriedly said, "Aren't you the Buddha?"

Arhat smiled, "I am an Arhat guarding the mountain. The Buddha is in the bliss of the West Heaven... You can go to the southern sea of ​​your country and find Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, and she will help you solve it."

Wan Qingya was dumbfounded, and then asked: "What if he doesn't help?"

"Don't worry, I will help, go."

The golden Arhat turned his palm, and a yellow bamboo leaf was thrown out and fell on Wan Qingya's hand.

Afterwards, the crowd was reduced to nothingness. If it weren't for the old monk's pile of scriptures, they might think they had a dream.

After all, the appearance of the gods is too shocking, and it takes a long time for people to react.

Fortunately, the emergence of the goddess Amaterasu in the Sakura Kingdom has been spreading around the world. People here have probably heard of it. In addition, they generally believe in gods, but they quickly recovered.

"Old cultivator, we also want to practice!"

"Old cultivator, I, I want to follow your practice!"

"The old cultivator is really a man with boundless magic power. I decided to convert to Buddhism..."

A group of people squeezed up noisily. This time Li Yun didn't help the old monk to translate, but he probably meant that he could understand it.

Wan Qingya raised the leaf in her hand, looked at the sun, and washed it with water vigorously, put it between her nose and smelled it. After confirming that there was no strange smell, she smiled and wanted to talk.

However, she saw Wan Faxian coming over from the corner of her eye, and quickly hid the withered bamboo leaves vigilantly, "Wan Faxian, what do you want to do?!"

Wan Nishang and Wan Qing concubine are also on guard. This bamboo leaf is the key to solving the problem of Wan Qingya. They will never allow outsiders to **** it, or even want to see it!

After all, they can't rest assured that they will be destroyed by him if they don't know how to do it!

"You misunderstood me."

Wan Faxian smiled slightly, "I probably know Qingya, your background is not ordinary, you have a lot to do with Buddhism, right?"

"Don't ask questions about everything!" Wan Nishang answered him coldly.

"Oh, it seems that in the future... Forget it, I still treat you neon clothes as my old friend."

Wan Faxian shook his head and smiled again: "I'm here just to tell you that I will no longer be in charge of the six sects in the future, and in addition, I want to join the Buddhist practice!"

"what?!"