Looking at the others, basically, those with stronger ‘sincerity’ are young people. This is understandable, after all, young people have not experienced the hardships of the world, their minds are relatively pure, and sincerity is naturally easier to acquire.
While the good monk was carefully investigating, Chang Sheng was also holding the string of beads that he had sent out and his own string of gray-white beads in a daze.
The familiar texture of this string of beads made Changsheng feel a little surprised. Wei Yunshu had been away for more than a year, but she still felt that the past was vivid in her mind and had never disappeared for a moment.
Wei Yunshu...
One year has passed. If there is reincarnation in this world, would you be almost one year old?
Wei Yunshu is really a very complicated person. Changsheng really learned a lot when he was around him. He is a person who can hardly be seen as gentle, but he has an unmistakable gentleness in his bones.
A faint golden light floated out from the heart of Changsheng, fell gently on the string of beads, and blended in.
Missing is something that is difficult to understand. When you think about it, it may be difficult to recall the heart-wrenching feeling, but when you turn around unintentionally and call out unconsciously, you will suddenly realize that that
The person is no longer here.
More and more golden light spots are pouring out, like a few butterflies that gradually gather together after seeing the light, and they keep gathering. Just when you think there are only a few shining butterflies, the next moment, "Hoola"
With a sound, the overwhelming golden butterflies roared out, rolled up the immortal's robe, and rustled in the wind.
In this fierce wind, the long hair was rolled up and scattered in the air, like a wild criss-crossing scroll. The hem of her clothes was blown left and right, but her hands were holding it firmly.
The two strings of beads did not waver at all.
"This this……"
The good monk was paying close attention to the scene, so how could he not see this situation? He noticed it almost immediately! At this moment, he was staring closely at the position of Changsheng, and his fingers were twitching uncontrollably.
This is the original intention that has not changed even after many times of tempering!
Isn’t this an excellent candidate for practicing Buddhism? This must be a Buddhist disciple of my Buddhist sect!
However, the next moment, the gloomy voice of the master of Penglai Pavilion sounded in the ears of the good monk.
"Great monk, this is a disciple of our Penglai Pavilion. We must not be kidnapped. Think twice."
The good monk's expression twitched for a long time, and the master of Penglai Pavilion was a little worried whether he would directly rob someone! After all, this great monk has always been smiling and kind, and he has never been as expressive as now.
!
But Yong'an is the only disciple that Mayfly has accepted over the years. He must not give it to other sects. Let alone Yong'an, any other disciple is the treasure of the sect. How can he give it to other sects?
The good monk didn't know what he was thinking of, and his expression gradually softened. He just looked back at where the monks from the Western Buddhist Country were, as if they were communicating with someone.
At this time, some monks were waking up one after another from a state similar to being in trance. Naturally, they also saw the golden light in the sky, and everyone was shocked!
What's going on? Whose spiritual weapon is broken? What's going on with this golden light like a golden river flowing out? It's hard to believe that this is pure sincerity.
However, the fact is that they really saw a huge golden torrent gushing out from the body of a monk dressed as a disciple of Penglai Pavilion. Although the golden light was bright, it was extremely gentle, even a little bit sad. It makes people who have watched it for a long time endure.
I couldn't help but feel a little wetness in my eyes.
Everyone has a sad past in their heart. This sadness can be due to the death of a close friend or a simple one. Your sword needs to be upgraded but you haven’t found the right materials yet. It can even be that today’s spiritual stones are not enough.
Wait, no matter what.
No matter how big or small, these sorrows are rolling over at this moment, making them feel sad.
But there are those like Changsheng who almost have golden rivers flowing from their bodies, and there are also those who don't even have a golden light on their bodies. For example, at this moment, the whole body is so cold that even the atmosphere is condensed in the center of Shanghuan Sect.
After another failed attempt to enter trance, Lingguang Daozi opened his eyes with an extremely cold expression. He had tried his best to enter trance and recall the memorable things in his memory. But in fact, after searching through the memory, he still found nothing.
But why can’t recalling my Taoist heart, determination in practice, or even the joy of having succeeded in my great plan produce even a little golden light!
Could it be that just because this body does not truly belong to the great world of Shengyuan, it cannot produce even a little bit of golden light?
He didn’t believe it! How could there be such a coincidence?!
However, this is the fact. No matter how many times Lingguang Daozi tries, he still cannot condense the 'sincerity'. Gradually, the expressions of the people around him look strange. Even the disciple with the lowest cultivation level can condense a little bit of sincerity.
However, as the most promising young genius in Shengyuan World, Lingguang Daozi can't even gather a single bit of sincerity. Does this mean that there are no beautiful things worth remembering in his heart?
Even the Taoist heart is not strong enough?
This is impossible.
Lingguang could naturally feel the gazes of the people around him. Rather, it was precisely because of this that his heart became increasingly restless.
Even that lunatic Gu Sheng has sincerity, even a strong one, so why doesn’t Ling Guang?
But that Gu Sheng is quite shocking. I thought he was a complete madman, but I didn't expect him to have such strong sincerity. Maybe he is a good person at heart?
No, no, no, how could they think so? This lunatic bites everyone he sees, and there is only one person like him around Lingguang Daozi. Maybe it is because of his loyalty to Lingguang Daozi that he has such strong sincerity.
More and more people woke up from the state of trance. An hour later, there were only a few people present who were still pouring out the golden light of sincerity.
After another half an hour, I could count on ten fingers.
After another quarter of an hour, Zhuang Mayfly slowly opened her eyes, and the golden light of sincerity on her body gradually disappeared. But her expression was a little dull, because she saw the almost substantial golden light of sincerity gushing out of Changsheng's body.
Unlike others, Zhuang Mayfly knew the life experience of Changsheng, so after the brief shock, Zhuang Mayfly immediately felt relieved.
When I think about Changsheng, I think of one of my old friends. Alas, poor Changsheng is only so old and has already experienced all kinds of things in life. The most difficult thing is that no matter what he has experienced and has passed through the world of mortals, this heart will not change.
This may be the reason why so much golden light of sincerity pours out of her body at this time.