Zhou Jian grinned and brushed her hair with his hand: "Don't think too much, I'm just worried that you won't be safe."

"What's unsafe about following His Majesty? Following His Majesty's footsteps, whether life or death, is my long-cherished wish!" She said with great determination and sincerity.

Then he held Zhou Jian tightly, with a hint of begging on his face, not wanting to be driven away.

Zhou Jian smiled bitterly, he really wasn't driving her away, he was just considering the overall situation.

"Okay." He said nothing more, but he would definitely not let Guanyin Maid be involved in danger. If there was any danger, Qingtian Guard would take her away directly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Maid Guanyin immediately beamed.

Sometimes people are very magical animals. If she had not met Zhou Jian, she might still be the evil, cold-blooded and dark villain in the world, dominating the Longmen Inn. But after following Zhou Jian, she has undergone earth-shaking changes.

, even reborn.

She slowly leaned on Zhou Jian's chest, stood on the pavilion and looked at the Nile River, waiting for dawn.

Time passed minute by minute, and amid the restlessness of thousands of people in the Western Regions, daybreak! Wishes of crimson cloud suddenly appeared, twinkling in the sky.

The whole upstream and downstream of the Nile River was in a sensation, the sound of Buddha was everywhere, and the incense was flourishing. The grand occasion was so grand that it was unforgettable!

Zhou Jian disguised himself as a spectator and mingled with the endless crowd, slowly approaching the Nile River. There were so many people here, densely packed heel to toe, and the noise was deafening.

He constantly observed the entire Nile River. A large number of people watching the ceremony were distributed on both sides of the river, while tens of thousands of believers were guarding the outside, forming a "hui" character.

The believers of the three major Buddhist sects are in the central area. The place where they are surrounded by stars is a Buddhist platform. It is high up and shaped like a lotus. It can accommodate thousands of people. It is unknown how much manpower and material resources were spent.

How many laborers have lost their lives?

Where did the scriptures come from? The shining golden trumpets are like gods, accepting the worship of countless people from the Western Regions.

Master Ku whispered: "Your Majesty, they are coming!"

Hearing the sound, Zhou Jian suddenly withdrew his eyes as he observed the surroundings, and looked at the huge lotus Buddha platform. He saw a commotion somewhere, with a large number of bald donkeys kneeling down.

"I'll wait to see the great monk!"

Suddenly, like a tidal wave, people fell to their knees on both sides of the Nile River, at least 200,000 of them!

"I'll wait to see the great monk!"

"Great monk Qianqiu, our sect is prosperous!" The voices came and went, echoing continuously.

This time I was stunned by the Qingtian Guard. Is there any king's method in the Western Region? In other words, the Buddhist sect is the king's method. This is too ridiculous.

Immediately afterwards, the three great monks Huba appeared on the stage. They were solemn and compassionate, looking like enlightened monks. They caused a commotion as soon as they appeared.

"Great monk! Great monk!"

"Monk, save us!" Those fanatical believers roared and shouted, and there were quite a few of them, kneeling down and worshiping in all kinds of ways.

This made Zhou Jian sigh secretly. If there were really eminent monks in the world who could save all sentient beings, then no one would have died since ancient times.

These trumpets are dressed in gold and silver and sit on top of everything. However, most of the hundreds of thousands of people from the Western Regions watching the ceremony are in ragged clothes and have sallow faces. However, most of them still regard Buddhism as gods. This has to be said to be a kind of sadness!
Chapter completed!