After seeing clearly the giant golden palm made of thousands of golden lights, Ye Dong only had a dazzling golden light left in his eyes, and could no longer see anything else, as if the whole world was filled with only this boundless golden light.
After nearly half of the incense had passed, the endless golden color gradually receded like the tide, and Ye Dong also hurriedly looked at it.
At first glance, Ye Dong couldn't help but let out an exclamation. Even the red wolf, who had always admitted that apart from Ye Dong, there was no human being that he could see in his eyes, couldn't help but gasp. Mouth is cold.
In the position where Prajna and the remnant monk were standing just now, Prajna is now the only one left, wearing a moon-white monk's robe swaying gently in the night wind.
As for the remnant monk and his little black flying insects, they have disappeared, completely disappeared!
There are five deep pits of different sizes on the ground. If you look down from the air, you can see that the five deep pits form the shape of a palm!
With one palm, just one palm, the extremely fierce monk was reduced to nothing!
What kind of strength is this?
Although Ye Dong and Hong Lang are both confident that they can kill the monk with their own strength, it is impossible for either of them to use just one palm!
However, the holy Buddhist disciple Prajna in front of him, who is regarded as the leader by almost all Buddhist practitioners, did it!
Compared to Ye Dong and Hong Lang's surprise, Prajna was extremely calm. He stood there with his back to everyone, his eyes slightly closed, and he was mumbling something.
After a long time, Prajna finally turned around and once again faced Ye Dong with his hands clasped together and said, "Donor Ye, thank you very much!"
Ye Dong recovered from the shock, but was confused by Prajna's thank you. He had done nothing, why should he thank himself?
"Master Prajna..."
Prajna interrupted Ye Dong and said: "Donor Ye, just call me Prajna. I'm still far away from the word master!"
"Okay, Prajna, what do you want to thank me for?"
Prajna pointed at the large hole on the ground that Ye Dong had filled up and said, "Donor Ye did not know these deceased people, but he was able to bury their bodies. This great kindness and righteousness certainly deserves my thanks."
Before Ye Dong could speak, Prajna looked at the boy holding Ye Dong's hand again and said, "Little donor, you should also thank this donor Ye."
After the child blinked, he suddenly broke free from Ye Dong's hand, walked to the big pit, knelt down with a "pop" and kowtowed nine times in a row.
As he was kowtowing, Ye Dong noticed that the child's face finally showed a deep sadness. However, after kowtowing, this sadness had been replaced by perseverance.
Then the child stood up, walked between Ye Dong and Prajna, knelt down again, opened his mouth, and said in a young and slightly hoarse voice: "Junior Zhou Longcheng, thank you two seniors for saving your life, you are a great kindness. , will never be forgotten.”
Just when the child wanted to continue kowtowing, Ye Dong and Prajna stretched out their hands almost at the same time, and two powerful spiritual energies easily lifted his body up.
Ye Dong looked at Zhou Longcheng's stubborn and resolute expression, and couldn't help but think of himself a year ago. When he faced the man in white in Yama Hall, he must have had the same expression now.
But I am much luckier than him, I still have so many family members!
At this time, Prajna had already asked: "Little donor, you don't need to thank us. Do you have any other relatives?"
Zhou Longcheng shook his head and pursed his lips tightly.
Prajna glanced at Ye Dong and said, "Donor Ye, can you take him in?"
In fact, Ye Dong had this idea just now. If no one takes care of such a child and allows him to wander outside, not only will his talent be buried, but he may even lose his life. It is better to bring him back to the Ye family.
Now hearing Prajna's words, Ye Dong nodded and said: "As long as he is willing, I can naturally take him back to Ye's house."
Prajna then looked at Zhou Longcheng and said, "Little donor, are you willing?"
Zhou Longcheng raised his head, looked at Ye Dong, then at Prajna, and finally nodded gently.
Ye Dong just wanted to go over and bring Zhou Longcheng over, but Prajna rushed over and said: "Donor Ye, although the little benefactor is willing, before he goes to your house, I want him to follow me for a while, and then I will send him there myself.
Come to you."
This strange request made Ye Dong frown, but then he heard Prajna's voice in his ears: "Donor Ye, this little benefactor has suffered a drastic change. Although his enemy is dead, he must have strong resentment and resentment in his heart.
If anger is not resolved, it may go astray in the future, so I stayed with him for a period of time and used Buddhist teachings to help him eliminate the resentment and anger in his heart."
After Prajna explained it like this, Ye Dong suddenly realized it, and at the same time he admired Prajna's careful thinking and compassionate heart.
Indeed, at a young age, Zhou Longcheng has already shown a strong state of mind that many adults cannot possess. Even when all his family members died tragically, he could still keep his emotions and anger expressionless. This shows that he is very thoughtful. To put it nicely,
Smart, to put it mildly, insidious.
He himself is a genius in cultivation, and he can have the eighth level spiritual seal at the age of eleven or twelve. If he really allows the resentment and anger in his heart to always exist, then there is a high possibility that he will go astray in the future, and then he will
It's another disabled monk.
The reason why Prajna explained to Ye Dong through sound transmission was naturally because he did not want Zhou Longcheng to hear what he said, which would trigger his rejection.
After thinking about it, Ye Dong nodded and said: "I happen to have something to do right now, and it's really inconvenient to take him with me, so I'll help you. I'll ask you to send him directly to Ye's house in Qiuye Town."
"I remember, Donor Ye, I still have something to ask."
"Please say."
Prajna's handsome face clearly showed doubts and said: "I look at the appearance and actions of the donor Ye, and he doesn't look like a treacherous and evil person, but why does he have the smell of blood on his body? And the distance is so great.
The last time we met, the smell of blood was even stronger."
"The smell of blood?" Ye Dong couldn't help raising his arm and smelled his body, but he couldn't smell any blood at all.
However, Prajna shook his head and said: "It's not the smell on your body, it comes from the donor's soul!"
In the soul!
Blood Hell!
Ye Dong almost immediately thought of the Blood Prison. There was indeed the smell of blood in the Blood Prison, but this smell was condensed in the Blood Prison and could not be leaked out. No one had ever said that, and he felt it even less.
nothing.
But Prajna was actually able to detect it, and bluntly said that it was the smell coming from his soul. He was indeed a disciple of the Holy Buddha!
However, Ye Dong showed a relieved smile and said: "No wonder you left the Buddha's aura mark on me last time, but I am very strange. Does the smell of blood mean that he is a treacherous person?"