Ye Qingyun held the underground treasure in his hand and looked at the Dongfan Saint with a puzzled expression.
Venerable Jing Ping on the side thought for a moment.
"I think the Dharma of Dongfang Saint is profound and the Buddha's heart is firm and flawless. Even if it is Blood Guanyin, it is really not easy to control him."
"That's why the Eastern Brahma Saint has so much Blood Guanyin magic power in his body."
While speaking, Saint Dongfan had already woken up.
But there was still a bit of confusion and loss in his expression.
"Saint?"
Venerable Jing Ping tried to call out.
Saint Dongfan did not react, but looked at Ye Qingyun blankly.
I watched it for quite a while.
Ye Qingyun felt uncomfortable all over.
After all, no matter whether it was a little girl or an old man, he couldn't stand being stared at so directly by an old monk.
"Um, I said"
"Amitabha! I seem to have seen the donor?"
"ah?"
Ye Qingyun was stunned for a moment.
Everyone present was also puzzled and didn't quite understand what the Dongfang Saint was talking about.
There is only Hui Kong.
His expression changed, and he looked at the Dongfang Saint with deep eyes.
Then he seemed to think of something.
A smile full of wisdom appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The dull expression of Dongfan Saint gradually became excited.
His eyes were still fixed on Ye Qingyun.
"That's right! It must be right!"
"I remember the face of the donor, I must have seen it before!"
Ye Qingyun only felt baffled.
Today was the first time he saw the Dongfang Saint. Why did this old monk think he had seen him?
Chapter completed!