Suisui put her hands behind her back.

With a slight wave of his little hand, many shadows rose up.

"There is no need to be too polite." Suisui has been receiving gifts from gods since she was a child, and she doesn't feel anything wrong at all.

Those two mortal birds already had some humanity, and their eyes were almost straight at this moment.

"Were you the ones who felt Suisui's aura and came out to greet her?" As soon as Suisui approached the Huguo Temple, the divine aura filled the air.

"When the goddess comes in person, she should naturally show her friendship to the landlord."

At this moment, many shadows dispersed, and only the god in the center took the form of a human.

She turned into a simple and unpretentious woman, with kind brows and warm eyes.

It was as if those eyes were full of compassion.

But if someone with an evil mind looks into it, they will see an abyss and a giant beast in the abyss.

It seems like time will swallow it up.

"Bodhisattva." Suisui clasped her hands towards the Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva smiled and bowed to her.

"Does the Bodhisattva miss Suisui? In fact, Suisui also misses everyone... When the calamity is over, Suisui will be the first to come to the Buddhist world to visit everyone." The smile on the Bodhisattva's face froze slightly.

No, no, we didn't mean that!

"Suisui misses living in the Buddhist world very much." Suisui sighed, her tone full of nostalgia.

She was too naughty in the shrine, so the gods sent her to the Buddhist world to be nurtured.

The expression on the Bodhisattva's face was almost unbearable.

It's a pity that all my merits will be lost to her.

"After Suisui was born, she often suffered from insomnia. Ever since I went to the Buddhist world, listening to the Buddhas knocking wooden fish every day made Suisui feel sleepy."

The Bodhisattva said nothing, as if he remembered the fear of being dominated by her again.

Do you understand?

She couldn't sleep, so she randomly selected a Bodhisattva to knock wooden fish to lull her to sleep.

or……

She randomly selected a Bodhisattva, gave her a sheet of music, and played the music with a wooden fish.

Many gods and Buddhas have gone through untold hardships to become saints. In those three days, half of their merits were lost.

She is a wise person.

Once, they tried to influence her.

Finally, the holy ancestor of the Buddhist world was sent down.

"Actually, the poor monk came here today to ask for something." The Bodhisattva sighed and did not dare to mention it to her any more. Before descending to the mortal world, many monks warned her and asked her not to talk to her.

If you say more than a few words, you will be angry and lose your merit.

"This matter is still a matter of the Holy Ancestor of the Buddhist world." The Holy Ancestor rules the entire Buddhist world.

"After the Holy Ancestor descended to earth and endured calamities, he has never returned. Even the Buddhist world cannot feel his breath. This can only mean that the Holy Ancestor has not yet escaped into Buddhism. The Buddhist world has made predictions about this. The Holy Ancestor now appears in this world.

, I ask the goddess to find it for Buddhism."

"Looking for the Holy Ancestor?"

"Yes, I hope the goddess will make it happen. If this can happen, the Buddhist world will owe you once."

Suisui nodded, and the other party didn't thank him again and again until he agreed.

The Bodhisattva's figure was slightly sluggish, and when he was about to disperse, his lips moved.

There was a bit of solemnity and hesitation in his eyes, and then he sighed and whispered: "Goddess, please don't... move... otherwise... you will be doomed." Sui Sui didn't hear clearly what she was moving.

After saying that, it turned into a burst of golden light and dispersed.

It's like it never existed.

Suisui blinked her eyes, doomed?

What is beyond redemption?

Turn around and forget about it.

The little girl jumped out of the hall and headed towards the lotus pond.

There were a lot of people kneeling outside the lotus pond, and everyone was surrounding the golden lotus that was emitting golden light. The golden lotus in the center had slowly grown a lotus pod.

A man who was as handsome as a banished immortal stood behind Yan Jiaojiao.

It seems as if it is not eating the fireworks of the world, as if it will ride on the wind and fly away at any time.

A head of white hair blows in the wind.

I saw that he was completely cold, as if he was outside the world.

Only when he saw Yan Jiaojiao, his eyes were a little gentle.

In order to divine the location of the goddess, his strength was weakened by half.

The reincarnated god is so powerful that no one can detect it.

"Golden lotuses can only be nurtured by spiritual energy and divine will. The flowers here are surrounded by flowers that bloom out of season. It can be seen that they all feel your breath."

The imperial master's face was slightly pale, and his fingertips were trembling slightly.

"All my strength will be used to heal your wounds, Jiaojiao. You have to walk the rest of the way on your own." The Imperial Master patted her shoulder gently.

Sure enough, Yan Jiaojiao's ulcerated cheeks were smooth and clean.

The skin is like a shelled egg.

"Jiaojiao understands. This road must be full of loneliness." Yan Jiaojiao whispered.

"The golden lotus is ripe and ready to be picked," the Imperial Master said calmly.

The abbot stood up and said, "Let the poor monk do it."

The Imperial Master frowned slightly, but he knew the importance of the golden lotus to every Buddhist disciple, so he said nothing.

The abbot was seen clasping his hands together, approaching the golden lotus, and gently touching the lotus pod with his hands.

Before you even get close, you can feel the power in your body passing away little by little.

Grab the lotus pod with both hands.

The abbot was stunned.

"Abbott, stop it!" the little novice monk shouted immediately.

The abbot suddenly let go.

The body fell directly to the ground.

Fortunately, the little novice acted quickly and caught it.

I saw that the abbot had aged at least ten years visibly to the naked eye.

"How...how could this happen?"

The Imperial Master sighed softly: "The golden lotus is the lotus seed knotted on the lotus platform under the Guanyin Seat. It has extremely strong spiritual energy."

"When the golden lotus is growing, mortals are not allowed to pick it."

"The abbot?"

"The abbot has meritorious deeds and has little influence. He just can't bear the aura of the golden lotus."

"If an ordinary person touches it, he will be over fifty in the blink of an eye. If he touches it for one more breath, he may be buried directly." The national master said indifferently.

Many noble people moved back silently.

As expected, not everyone can touch the magical things.

The Imperial Master looked cold in front of everyone, but when he looked at Yan Jiaojiao, he felt much warmer.

"Jiaojiao, only you here can pick that golden lotus."

"Go ahead."

The abbot looked deeply at the Imperial Master and frowned slightly.

He could see that the glory of the Imperial Master had dissipated and he was now just an ordinary person.

His merits and cultivation were all gone.

Yan Jiaojiao has gained a bit of flesh during this time and looks a little more delicate and naive.

She said sweetly to the Imperial Master: "Master, Jiaojiao will definitely live up to her mission." She had already worshiped the Imperial Master as her teacher.

The Imperial Master nodded slightly.
To be continued...