The water flows come and go quickly.

In just a quarter of an hour, the water level calmed down, and many Mahayana monks also jumped back to the bridge of sentient beings, and the master of the evil spirit returned to the face of the difficult-to-rest.

As the muscles shook slightly, a mist rose, and Master Duye had already returned to his dry state in the most direct way.

"Please wait for three donors for a long time, but please wait for me again."

Immediately afterwards, Master Duye bent down slightly and searched on the bridge of sentient beings. Then he opened a dark grid and wiped out a set of monk robe from it.

The whole process is very skillful.

?

It's hard to calm down. "Master, are you ready?"

"That's natural?"

Master Dueye adjusted his position of his body to avoid accidentally exploding the monk's robe and replied. "For some reason, for the past hundred years, rolling walls and mats will come every once in a while."

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"Is it possible... there is a monster causing trouble?" Yinnan asked.

"That's not clear. Master Sha Seng also went to find him personally. He had been waiting for more than fifty years and had gained nothing. But it was not hindered. For us, it was just a practice."

Master Duye said disapprovingly, then he waved his hand and said, "But it has delayed the journey of several donors, please."

"please."

Then, he couldn't calm down and said no more. He glanced at the Liusha River and took a little bit of this in his heart. He followed Master Duye to the east bank with agarwood and the Eighth Prince.

The eight hundred miles of bridge of sentient beings is very long!

Even if the sentient beings in this world have relatively good health, they will need to go through some time.

Master Duye was considerate of the two children of Chenxiang and the Eighth Prince, and deliberately slowed down, he walked for more than a week before reaching the east coast.

Of course, there are also many places for Mahayana monks to rest for sentient beings on the bridge of sentient beings. Perhaps the environment is not very good, but it can also be called clean.

"Amitabha, the three donors, have said goodbye. If you want to see the true face of Master Sha Seng, follow the 'Gui Tang Road' and walk east twenty miles to the bottom of the statue of Master Sanzang."

Master Duye put his palms together, his burly body bowed slightly, and said goodbye to the line Inanping.

"Thank you, Master."

Immediately, after saying goodbye to Master Duye, he went in the direction pointed by Master Duye.

Twenty miles, even if I slowed down intentionally, I passed quickly.

After all, I felt a little melancholy and guilty about forcing my fist to say goodbye to my disciples five hundred years ago.

‘If I had known it, I would have done it lighter back then.’

I couldn't help but wink, shook my head slightly, calmed my mind and looked forward. As I gradually approached, my eyes couldn't help but blink.

A giant white jade statue, ninety-nine feet tall, stood on the earth, lifelike, with its palms folded together, its head raised, as if facing the sky, but its eyes were slightly hanging, as if it was watching the sufferings of all living beings. This is not surprising.

But what is the golden lump of gold sitting cross-legged under the giant statue?

If I don’t know, from a distance, I’m afraid I’d think it was something that happened to me, the statue of me, accidentally fell on the earth?

Golden Arhat?

"This... is really a surprise!"

My heart was uneasy and my lips trembled slightly. The melancholy and guilt in my heart disappeared in an instant. I felt that I was too light in the past and did not completely enlighten the child Sha Seng.

"Dad!"

But Chenxiang was completely attracted by the ninety-nine-meter-high white jade statue and shouted involuntarily.

Without any hesitation, the agarwood rose straight up from the clouds and flew to the front of the white jade statue, staring at the statue with its outline that was quite similar to that of itself.

At this moment, the golden thing sitting cross-legged under the white jade statue opened its mouth, and a majestic and powerful sound rang out.

"Amitabha, the respectful teacher believes that all living beings are equal, but this little donor should not be too excited. If you want to touch the statue of the respectful teacher, please queue up on the ground."

??

Tang Sanzang.

What made Tang Sanzang's mouth twitch was that when he saw the golden thing with his own eyes, there were layers of gold powder falling down on it.

It turns out... this is not a real golden body, but a layer of gold powder?

This...a golden-body arhat?

He pinched his fist hard, and for the time being, he resisted the urge to rush forward and drag the disciple who had lost all his face away. He grabbed Chenxiang and the eighth prince who were slowly flying down and started... queuing up.

‘I want to see how this is the way to pray for blessings.’

The entire long team was not only human race, but also many demon races mixed together, but the order was good. Two hours later, there were only a few human races left in front of Yinanping and his team.

In front of the team, two Mahayana monks with physiques quite similar to Master Duwei stood left and right, as if asking something one by one, and their voices faintly reached the point where they could not even calm their minds.

"Where comes from, what's the matter?"

"From the Mosha Town of Baoxiang Kingdom, the inner people have not been happy for a long time, so they come to ask for a child."

"Don't you understand the rules?" asked the Mahayana monk.

"What rules?"

"How do you, a man, ask your child to ask your family to come in person, otherwise how will it be useful?"

"ah?"

"Donor, please, next one."

...

"Where comes from, what's the matter?"

"From the Jizai Village of Zhiyue Kingdom, I saw through the world and wanted to escape into the monks. I also asked the Mahayana Master to take in."

"That won't work. The purpose of our Mahayana teaching is to 'enter the world and save sentient beings'. If you have no worries about your heart, why should you care about sentient beings? The donor should please go back."

"But... I've arrived very far away, and my family's property has been sold and I'm homeless."

"So, are there any money on you?"

“Yes, yes, yes…”

"Please put them on this tray, then go inside and ask the master, let him give him some guidance to the donor, and see what is suitable?"

After a pause, the Mahayana monk who spoke did not forget to explain. "We are not asking for money for you, but this is where the statue of the Patriarch of the Tripitaka is located. The Patriarch of the Tripitaka has always regarded money as dirt. If you carry such dirty things at his feet, you will be disrespectful, so please forgive me."

"I understand, I understand, thank you Master..."

"Hey polite donor, please, next one..."

...

Soon, when my eyebrows were frowning with the word "chuan" under the mask of Yinan Flat, it was my turn to my Flat line.
Chapter completed!