"What does he mean by looking for us?" asked the ancestor of the Vajra clan.

The ancestor of the Witch God Clan said: "I heard that he has a good relationship with that guy. I think they are trying to reconcile."

"Huh, daydreaming." The Titan clan ancestor said with disdain.

They are all ancestors of all races and have equal status. Can you do whatever you want to do with the things they have decided?

Another place in the starry sky.

The little Tathagata is blooming with golden light in the universe, and the stars around him all look dim compared to him.

"Have they all gone? If I were them, it would be better to form an alliance with us and break into the forbidden land." Little Tathagata said calmly. He had one thing in mind. The ten missionaries he sent out have not been able to escape until now.

Nothing gained.

certainly.

None of this matters.

It's all just little things.

No need to take it to heart.

Dragon God said: "They may be planted there."

Little Tathagata said: "It's all their own choice. What does it have to do with us? It doesn't matter how high the realm of this group of lost people is. It's not that they can't see the confusion in front of them. If they can enter my door, it will be better."

You can lead them to the right path.”

"Amitabha."

"During this period, I know that there is a Buddhist High Court on that planet, and I am going to go there to communicate and jointly promote Buddhism."

Little Tathagata is very interested in the Buddhist High Court.

Much better than if he sent ten missionaries.

Dragon God said: "I advise you not to commit suicide. That is their own power, and outsiders cannot interfere."

He knew what Little Tathagata was thinking.

Don’t you just want to preach?

The Dragon God wondered who had deceived Little Tathagata into taking this path. The other big clans in the starry sky were all of the same blood and veins, but the big clan of Little Tathagata was a complete mix of fish and dragons, with people from all races.

There is no foundation, no blood connection, but it is still established. It is a bit incredible to think about it.

Little Tathagata smiled and said: "Dragon God, you are wrong to think this way. This is not interference, but cooperation. I think they will like it. In today's era, forbidden areas are the most important place for me. Star Swallowing Crocodile

When he was repelled, I followed him and found that he had entered the forbidden area. I thought there was someone in control of the forbidden area, but he just didn't come forward."

A simple communication may seem like nothing.

But what Xiaoru said didn't make sense.

Dragon God has also thought about this matter.

Why the Star-Eating Crocodile can roam freely in the forbidden area must belong to a certain force.

…

A few days later!

November 22nd!

Yanhai City.

The wind was a bit noisy, but it was nice to blow on everyone's mind.

The one-eyed man integrated the members and was busy planting the plants brought back from Changbai Mountain.

After planting those plants.

He found that the surrounding terrain had obviously changed.

Earth-shaking changes occurred.

These are all brought by those plants. When they were in Changbai Mountain, they were ordinary. I didn't expect such a huge change to happen when they were planted here. It seems that the special department is still too poor. Anything that is inconspicuous in Changbai Mountain

Put it here.

There have been such huge changes.

I really didn't expect it.

"What has the old doctor girl been doing lately? I haven't seen her all day." the one-eyed man asked.

Master Yongxin said: "I saw her bringing back a clay jar from Changbai Mountain. After she came back, she kept herself locked in the house. No one knew what she was doing."

The one-eyed man pondered.

It seemed that she had found something good in Changbai Mountain, and she was very curious about what kind of thing it was that kept her locked in the house for so long.

I can't even think about it.

We can only find out when she comes out.

On the street.

Lin Fan and Lao Zhang patrolled the streets. Their task was very simple. When they saw people in need, they would take the initiative to help.

The ginseng who practices Shinto has already connected his thoughts with his followers.

In other words, ginseng does not have that kind of cultivation intention.

If you find anyone with a little bit of brains and a little bit of motivation, they will probably die laughing if they encounter this kind of opportunity.

Shinto doesn't seem to be strong.

In fact, the progress of cultivation is definitely like riding a rocket, and it can skyrocket to extremely high levels.

pity.

Ginseng seems to have never been very interested in this kind of thing.

I have never taken the situation of Shinto practice to heart.

suddenly.

"Ginseng, what's wrong with you?" Lin Fan noticed that Ginseng's expression was a little solemn, as if he had encountered something.

Ginseng, who was riding on the evil rooster, had a solemn look on his face. After hearing his master's voice, he reacted instantly.

"It's okay." Ginseng said.

But there was a voice that kept ringing in his mind.

It was a golden light that appeared among countless white lights. It stood out from them. It can be said that the white light is the believers who believe in ginseng. The power of faith in prayer will eventually be absorbed by the ginseng Shinto golden body.

But this golden light poured directly into Ginseng's mind.

What kind of faith does it take to achieve this?

Feel the ginseng.

It seems to be a message asking for help, and he is still a dying person. His life span has come to an end, that is, he will die of old age. As for ginseng, this is none of my business. There are many poor people in the world. If I respond to them all, don’t kill me.

die.

Ignore it.

I just don't want to pay attention to it.

Act as if nothing happened.

Ginseng has not reached the level of Lin Fan who cares about the world and helps anyone who encounters difficulties.

He simply ignored it and continued shopping with Lin Fan.

But it didn't take long.

Another golden light of faith came, still a faith asking for help, with a sound of crying in the piety.

"So annoying."

Ginseng is very annoyed by this. He has a terrible headache when it comes to practicing Shinto. If he had known it would be like this, he wouldn't even bother to practice Shinto.

What a joy it is to follow such a terrifying master.

Where do I need to practice myself?

There's absolutely no need for that.

"King Ginseng, please save my grandpa..."

Hear the prayer contained in that golden faith.

Ginseng just wants to spit.

Save a sister.

I really can't think of my ginseng as a living Bodhisattva, and I can't do things like respond to requests. The last time I shaved my hair, I thought this thing about faith seemed interesting.

If I had known it would be such a troublesome thing now, I, Ginseng, would still pay attention to you big-headed devil.
To be continued...