The number of Arhats of the water bell Yaohai Jue has been completed. He reached out and wiped the sweat on his face, only to find that his eyelids were almost stuck with sweat.

He rolled his eyes and struggled to open them, and in front of him were his bloodied hands.

Looking around the body again, there are many of the three thousand Arhats, all of whom are holding golden Bora flower branches, carrying the glory of the Chinese sun, and sitting on the lotus throne. He was surrounded in the middle like the stars holding the moon.

All the arhats recited the "Great Compassion Mantra" together, and the Sanskrit sound in the victory realm was melodious, and it had reached its peak.

But he didn't have time to enjoy the joy of success, so he was anxiously looking for Zhuyue in the group of arhats.

When he counted the Arhats just now, he fell into a state of confusion for a while, and before he lost consciousness, he had to be supported by a strong True Qi to get through the difficulties. There is no doubt that the true qi must come from the master!

The feeling of the master's real qi entering the body, how familiar. When he was a child, he was drunk by the drunken incense of the immortals in the Drunken Man Pavilion, in the Xuanbing Cave, the big hands that supported him and made him no longer tremble, and the two fingers that were pointed on the top of his head in front of the Flying Fire Streamer......

Although the past is like smoke, the warmth that the master conveyed to him has not forgotten for a moment. Never thought that he would be able to experience it again now, could it be that his pious thoughts moved the heavens, so that he could relive the past when his fate was hanging by a thread?

However, when he opened his eyes, where was the master? He used his energy to conjure up a bubble of Buddha light, and when the energy was exhausted, was he okay?

Through the group of arhats, Shui Ling'er finally found the outline of Zhuyue that was dimming a little.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

He exclaimed and raised his hand, and the internal force emanated from his palm, sucking Zhuyue's brocade robe. He was afraid that the master would disappear quickly like he was on the edge of the Falling Thoughts Valley, and he didn't even have time to say goodbye.

Zhuyue smiled tiredly: "Ling'er, don't worry, with your concern, the master will never leave again." But the master is tired now and needs to rest. You mean that the sixth layer of Tianzen has been completed, and the cultivation has caught up with the master, which is really gratifying. However, you must remember the master's entrustment, one day, you will reach the realm of ten thousand universes, and you will be connected to your master and aunt, remember ......"

"No, master, you're lying to me! You're leaving again, you're going to abandon me again......" Shui Ling'er watched his figure fade, but she couldn't keep it, and she was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. In a hurry, the suction in his hand dissipated, and the corners of the clenched robe were loosened.

Zhu Yue stretched out her hand to him, and the Buddha bead in her hand turned into a blooming golden bora flower, and threw it at him and said: "Silly boy, I miss my master, just look at Lu Tianyu's ......" After that, the outline completely dissipated, and the sea surface could no longer be found, the three thousand and one Arhats.

"The master never lies, and since he has said that he will never leave, he will really live in my heart!

Thinking of this, he felt infinite joy, looked around at the three thousand arhats, stroked his palms and smiled.

The three thousand Arhats were infected by his mood and smiled pleasantly. At the same time, their eyes converged on his hand, the flower branches left by the bamboo moon,

Accompanied by Sanskrit sound, Shui Ling'er reluctantly pressed the flower branch to his chest, clinged to it for a while, and then threw it out. The arhats followed suit and threw the golden brahma buds in their hands into the sea below.

Three thousand buds, following the already blooming Borneo flower, bloomed as soon as it touched the glittering golden wave, and the golden flowers decorated the sea of victory, turning it into an endless sea of flowers.

In the midst of the chanting of the Great Compassion Mantra, the three thousand Arhats got up from the lotus throne one by one, walked to the water bell, and after bowing to him, they flashed into a shadow and entered his body.

With the entry of the last arhat, the Sanskrit sound is terminated, the Bliss Realm disappears, and the water bell has entered the sixth layer of Heavenly Zen. (To be continued.) )