The golden bowl that was originally thrown in front by Huixin did not fall on the white bones, but floated quietly in mid-air...

In the blink of an eye, a faint Buddha light began to emanate from the mouth of the golden bowl.

When the Buddha's light touched the white bones on the ground, it suddenly paused, as if sensing something, the golden bowl trembled, and dazzling light erupted from it.

The light was so bright that it was impossible to look at it directly, and Wang unconsciously narrowed his eyes.

The Buddha's light emitted from the golden bowl began to become dense and rich, as if it was endless, slowly enveloping the entire valley covered with white bones.

At this time, if someone looks down at this valley from a high altitude, they will find that the original green valley has turned into a golden yellow, and the listless leaves that were originally steamed and roasted by the high temperature of summer seem to be full of vitality...

It became the golden leaf of myths and legends.

Unfortunately, few people seem to be lucky enough to enjoy this beautiful scene, even the satellites in the sky are black-eyed at this time, and they can't catch any of the sights here.

The golden bowl remained the same size as it was, but it gave the king the feeling that the whole world had been pressed down.

In the king's horrified gaze, a phantom slowly emerged in the rich Buddha light, and a majestic old monk emerged, appearing and disappearing, his face was like a mist and illusory, and he couldn't see it really.

The phantom of the old monk floated in the void, as if he was sitting on a golden lotus, and as if he was sitting on a golden bowl, and a string of transparent prayer beads kept twisting between his fingers.

"Master! …”

At this time, Huixin, who turned back to the king's side, suddenly let out a sad cry.

Trembling shoulders, the delicate little face cried pear blossoms with rain, and the call full of longing made Wang, a cold-blooded guy, feel a burst of compassion in his heart.

"Idiot!" The old man's majestic voice was said from the shadows, as if a loud bell resounded in the mountains, making the king's heart tremble.

"Master, I miss you so much... Woo..."

Hearing the sound of the phantom, Huixin's crying became even louder, and the tears were like blue beads with broken threads, constantly dripping on the ground.

The thoughts and grievances that have been buried deep in my heart have turned into a silent outpouring at this time.

In fact, Huixin and Wang had very similar childhoods.

Since Huixin was brought back from being maintained by his teacher, he has been living with the old monk and has almost no contact with others. It's just that when the king was weak, his teacher taught him how to survive, and Huixin enjoyed a complete and happy childhood...

Although the experiences are different, they all have the same deep affection for the teachers who raised them.

Now, the teacher of Nirvana Buddha has reappeared in front of him, and Huixin seems to have returned to the happy time when he followed his teacher up the mountain to chop wood and practice Buddhism...

The power of great joy and compassion made Huixin's pure Buddha heart tremble and almost collapse!

The old monk in mid-air gently raised his illusory arm and pointed in the direction of Huixin, and a surging Buddha power entered Huixin's body, calming Huixin's excited mood...

"Child, you have grown up, be strong! Come with me over these souls..."

At this moment, Wang seemed to feel that there seemed to be a strange power in this old voice, and his heart, which was originally at a loss for the road ahead, suddenly lit up a beacon of enlightenment.

The king saluted deeply towards the phantom in mid-air.

Seeing the appearance of the king, the old monk sitting in mid-air showed a smile, then folded his hands, closed his eyes, and recited the heart-wrenching Duren Sutra from the old monk's mouth with ancient notes and tones...

"Yes, master!"

Huixin wiped away her tears, bowed to the old monk, and then sat down cross-legged, her lips opened slightly, and a pure white Buddha light emitted from Huixin's body, slowly intersecting with the golden light emitted by the golden bowl...

With the surging Buddha power, the Duren Sutra washes this valley paved with white bones over and over again, and it also continues to wash the king's heart.

In the king's astonished gaze, the originally dense white bones in the valley began to flourish, and then slowly dissipated in this heaven and earth.

In a trance, the king seemed to hear a wave of relief, and a voice of gratitude came from these dissipated bones.

As the valley returned to clarity, Wang saw that the light emitted by the golden bowl began to fade, the originally endless golden Buddha light began to slowly converge, and the figure of the old monk in the void became more and more faint...

Until finally, the old monk nodded slightly towards the king and disappeared.

Wang instantly understood the meaning of the old monk, and said silently in his heart: Don't worry, I will take care of him.

Then Wang felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, he felt that the old monk might have completely disappeared in this world this time, and glanced at Huixin who was sitting cross-legged worriedly.

As if he didn't notice it, Huixin still sat there with his eyes closed and kept chanting.

It's just that Wang, who has a keen sense of hearing, has already heard that what Huixin is reciting is no longer the Sutra of Saving People just now, and in his eyes, there seem to be tears surging up.

As the last ray of pale golden Buddha light was gathered into the golden bowl, the golden bowl fell back to Huixin's knees, and Wang fixed his eyes to see that the original golden bowl was dim at this time.

Wang squatted down, looking at Huixin, who could no longer stop the tears and had burst into tears, he opened his mouth several times, but he didn't know how to persuade him, and finally could only pat Huixin's shoulder silently.

"Big brother, master, he's gone, he's really gone... Wow! …”

Huixin opened his eyes, the canyon was already empty, he looked at it in a daze for a long time, and then lost his mind and cast his eyes on the king's face, and began to cry.

Alas! The king sighed in his heart.

The body hurts, the heart hurts, and the parting hurts the most!

Wang stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears that kept flowing from Huixin's eyes, and said softly, "Don't cry, you still have me!" ”

Wang's words seemed to have a kind of magic, which instantly stopped Huixin's tears, he raised his head, stared at Wang's eyes, and muttered, "Big brother, will you leave me?" ”

The king almost blurted out a "no", but in the end it turned into a silent silence, he didn't know how to answer, his road ahead was full of thorns, and he didn't want to bring Huixin into this whirlpool.

Silence is also an answer!

Seeing that the king was silent, Huixin's face darkened, and she glanced at the golden bowl on the ground, with a sad expression.

"Big brother, I've grown up, I'm not afraid of anything, no matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, I will stand with you."

Huixin's words were decisive and decisive, and at this moment, Wang Caizhen felt that the immature teenager in front of him seemed to have really grown up.

The so-called growth is to force a person to stumble and get injured, and then stumble and grow.

It's just that the price of this growth, after all, Wang can't share it for Huixin.

The rest of the journey became much more dull, and the two of them were thinking about their own thoughts in their hearts, and before they knew it, Wang suddenly found that they had reached the entrance of this canyon.

Taniguchi's familiar environment made Wang suddenly frightened, and his body took a step forward, blocking in front of Huixin, looking around vigilantly, and putting on an attacking posture.

Wang's actions made Huixin stunned for a while!

What's wrong with big brother, there are no enemies around?

But since the eldest brother did this, there must be a reason for him. Well, we can't drop the chain again this time!

The golden bowl stepped forward again, and Huixin also followed the king's example and put on a serious posture against the enemy.

But after more than an hour, Huixin wondered.

What's going on? Why is there nothing going on?

Turning his head to look at the eldest brother again, the eldest brother still maintained a highly vigilant expression, an expression that had not even appeared when they faced the "gun", a weapon that was very dangerous in Huixin's eyes.

Is there really some unknown danger around? Why don't you feel anything?

As everyone knows, the king is also depressed at this time!

What about the man-eating bee?!

And also! Where's my pendant?!

Could it be that the man-eating bee found its own pendant and turned it into pus without killing itself?

Wang had no doubt that the bee had the ability to "destroy" his pendant, and in his opinion, it was a matter of seconds for the bee to corrode the "broken copper and iron" into pus.

(A voice is scolding: peat!) What's the broken copper and iron? Lao Tzu is the artifact key that crosses the space of the Eight Classics, is it good! ）

(At this time, another voice is also scolding!) Who are you talking about? Do you want Princess Ben to throw you into the furnace and return to the furnace? I didn't hear you scolding my imperial brother, but you still dare you and me? It's really an old birthday star who hanged himself and thought it was a long life! ）…

It seems that because of his unwillingness, Wang took Huixin back and forth in this valley for more than a dozen times, and finally Huixin couldn't stand Wang's purposeless tossing back and forth, and completely went on strike.

The two returned to the original waterhole, and the king finally determined two things:

First! The mutant man-eater wast completely gone, not even a single piece of feces remained. Second! The pendant related to his life experience has also disappeared completely, and there is not even a drop of iron slag left!

The king hated and picked up a fist-sized stone and threw it at the falling waterfall as if to smash it through.

Bang!

The stone crashed into the waterfall like a meteor, causing a large splash.

Wang just let out a sigh of relief, and then there was a shaking of the mountains!

Thundered!

In the stunned gaze of Wai and Huixin, the stone wall behind the waterfall actually sank backwards, revealing a dark and gloomy hole.

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