At this time, there were Penglai Pavilion disciples beside her who couldn't help but ask Zhuang Mayfly, the first thing to bear the brunt was Luo Weiyu, she looked at Changsheng in disbelief, and always felt that she had missed something.

She is also the last to wake up, because the later she wakes up, the more golden light she will theoretically contribute, so some competitive monks will judge everyone's contribution by this time.

She thought that she was already a good monk, but she never expected that this pair of masters and apprentices would be more powerful than the other!

"Senior sister, that's your disciple, right?"

"Yes."

Zhuang mayfly glanced at the falling light rain and felt a little funny. If it is by generation, this child should call himself a teacher. However, it's nothing to call Senior Sister, but it makes Zhuang Mayfly feel unexpectedly familiar.

It's like returning to Penglai Pavilion eighty years ago, and everyone surrounds themselves and calls them Senior Sister. She is not a person who chases fame and fortune, but she just thinks that the lively feeling is really good.

"Then you're all very good. How, exactly? Can you teach me? ”

Zhuang mayfly was a little helpless.

"I don't know, this disciple of mine is so natural, his heart is too soft, and he probably thinks of his old friend at this time."

"Really?"

Luo Weiyu was a little surprised, but she soon regained her spirits because she had a new interest. turned around and ran to his sisters and quietly asked.

"Who do you think is the one who lasts to the end? I bet on Yong'an's little nephew. ”

The other brothers and sisters were not stupid, they spoke one after another.

"I also bet on Yong'an's nephew."

Let's not say that Yong'an's little master and nephew look like they are winning, let's just say that out of the friendship of brothers and sisters in the same sect, why do you have to choose a disciple of your own sect?

Luo Weiyu suddenly sighed in disappointment.

"How are you gambling like this? It's boring. ”

Yes, they all choose the little masters and nephews of their own sects, does it still make sense to win or lose? Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.

At this time, the few remaining monks also gradually woke up, and Li Taishang was also startled when he opened his eyes and saw the golden light in the sky. After looking at the photo stones specially recorded by other monks, I couldn't help but admire.

"It is worthy of being a friend of Yong'an Dao, that is, he is determined and pure."

And Lingguang Daozi, who had not settled down at all, looked at the golden light coming from Yong'an at this time, and his expression was indifferent.

There was a dedicated monk beside him, and he couldn't help but speak mockingly.

"Look at their ignorant appearance, isn't it just a little sincere golden light? As for all the fuss? ”

"It's a bit of a swagger."

However, the singing and harmony of the two did not make Ling Guang feel happy, he glanced at Gu Sheng, and Gu Sheng immediately drove the two people who spoke away. This kind of disgusting work naturally made the two of them keep scolding and insulting each other, but Gu Sheng didn't care about it, and it was very neat.

This scene was naturally very pleasing to Lingguang, but those who had just changed their opinion of her immediately changed their previous thoughts.

What do you think, this is an unreasonable mad dog beside Lingguang Daozi. How can there be legitimate and sincere feelings. It's just to increase disgust.

In this regard, Ling Guang didn't say anything, and Gu Sheng didn't care, staring coldly at those whispering people at this time, and his cold eyes made those people can't help but look away.

When the time of the incense stick had passed, only Changsheng was present who had not woken up, and the bowl in the sky that was responsible for collecting the golden light of Sincere Thoughts could no longer be filled. The good man thought about it, flew back and discussed it with the people of the Western Buddha Kingdom, and then sealed his hands, and with a slight wave, a hole with a radius of ten zhang appeared in the air, and when the picture gradually became clear, everyone's expressions were extremely complicated.

It was a world shrouded in gloom. It's lifeless, the picture hasn't moved for a long time, and there is occasionally some movement, and it is also the demonic beasts that have been eroded by the demonic energy that are devouring each other.

This secret realm, which also exists with the Shengyuan Great World, is simply worlds apart from the vibrant Shengyuan Great World.

When the picture gradually zooms in, everyone can clearly see those humans who have been assimilated by demonic energy, with horns, scales, tails, extra hands and feet, and so on.

Yes, even if unrecognizable, those are people. It's just that after the erosion of demonic energy, it is basically impossible to see what people should be.

The slightly sad voice of the good monk echoed here.

"This is the small world of Wuyuan, originally, this is also a beautiful place. Although the aura is insufficient, it is suitable for survival, so there are many living beings. However, a demon source suddenly appeared, stirring up this originally harmonious small world. All the creatures here have also been polluted, and now they can only hope that they can purify these demonic qi by their sincere thoughts. ”

As he spoke, the good monk took the bowl in his hand and tilted it slightly.

The next moment, those overflowing golden light poured into the small gray world like a substantial river, and the moment it entered, it turned into fine golden light and sprinkled over the whole world.

"Whew-"

You can clearly hear the sound of sneering and pulling as the golden light falls into the earth. The first to bear the brunt was a tree that was all black. Its leaves and branches were gone, and only a bare trunk stood on the ground, like an ugly scar.

However, when the golden light poured down, the gray color of the trunk of the tree seemed to be washed away, and it sneered down. After a while, the original brown trunk was revealed. Under the continuous moisture of the golden light, not only does it wash away the dirt on the body, but it also quickly pulls out the branches and buds, grows and blossoms, and becomes full of green.

Not only this tree, but the other trunks around it, animals, humans, and all other creatures are quickly washing away the gray color of their bodies and restoring their vitality.

Originally, judging from the Buddhist cultivation in the Western Buddhist countries, this time the golden light of sincere meditation might only be enough for more than half of this small world to return to normal. Generally speaking, as long as more than half of the life is back to normal, then the rest of the rest and the living beings will gradually get better.

But the amount of golden light collected today is unexpectedly large, and it seems that not only can more than half of the living beings be cured, but the entire Wuyuan small world is likely to be cured today!

This feeling of watching a world change for the better because of itself is so good that even some monks who are indifferent by nature can't help but hook the corners of their lips when they see the world that is gradually getting better.

Who wouldn't want to save the world? Even if it's just a madness in my youth, if I can do a little bit, my heart will be extremely satisfied.

When the mountains and rivers were rapidly improving, Changsheng held the beaded Bodhi fingers and trembled slightly.

(End of chapter)