"Praise the merits of the Holy Son and solve the doubts of the world."
"Let the world...can truly know the Son, remember the Son, and admire the Son."
Everyone's hearts trembled.
But he couldn't help but have sincere admiration for Huikong.
When it comes to trust and admiration for Ye Qingyun, the entire Fuyunshan Huikong takes second place, but I'm afraid no one dares to take first place.
No matter when or where we go, even if Ye Qingyun is no longer here.
Huikong still believed in Ye Qingyun.
It’s not about faith, but Huikong’s heartfelt recognition of Ye Qingyun.
"Dear donors, the young monk takes the first step."
After Huikong finished speaking, he bowed to everyone.
Everyone clasped their fists together and looked at Huikong solemnly.
The next moment, Huikong turned around and left Fuyun Mountain, and his figure turned into thousands of streams of light and disappeared.
Since then.
Fuyun Mountain is missing a young monk who spends the whole day chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name, and talks about the Son of God.
And in the vast nothingness, everywhere in the universe.
There is an extra wandering monk wearing monk's robes, holding a staff and wearing a bamboo hat.
This wandering monk does not know where he came from or where he wants to go.
If people in the world are in trouble, this wandering monk will definitely save them and at the same time tell them a Buddhist scripture that no one has ever heard.
In the countryside, under ancient trees, in the city, by the lake, on the top of the mountains.
Wherever there are living beings, there is a shadow of this wandering monk.
Traveling through all realms of nothingness, just to awaken all sentient beings.
Just to bring one person back.
Chapter completed!