Chapter 162
Just like this Lingmi, Chu Yun saw through the essence of this Lingmi at a glance.

The so-called Lingmi is just ordinary Fanmi contaminated with Buddha energy.

Although this fan rice contaminated with Buddha spirit can be called spiritual rice, it is not even one-tenth of the lowest grade of spiritual rice.

In this way, these believers can be grateful.

At this time, Chu Yun's gaze was fixed, strange fluctuations came from these believers, and a light spot emerged from above their heads.

Countless believers, dense dots of light.

And they didn't notice it, only Chu Yun and the monks beside him found out.

The monk smiled lightly, "Brother is about to feast on his mouth again."

The Venerable Bowl Lifter raised the Buddha bowl in his hand, and immediately, countless light spots seemed to be induced, and flowed into the Buddha bowl.

There are millions of believers in his area, and those light spots gather like a small river.

It can be seen that the Buddha bowl is only superficially installed.

But even at this superficial level, Chu Yun saw the slightly raised lips of the Venerable Raising the Bowl, so one could imagine how happy he was.

Chu Yun finally remembered what these spots of light were. They were beliefs, just like the day in Haiguo.

However, the faith he gained is far inferior to that at this moment, no matter in terms of quality or quantity!
With a glance, there are not only millions of believers in this Buddhaland, but billions. This belief can be called massive.

Once in ten days, is it a harvest?
Moreover, burning incense every day also gave birth to beliefs. Chu Yun’s calculation is incredible, and these believers have become leeks, right?

A small harvest a day, a big harvest in ten days!

In the midst of his thoughts, the venerable bowl-raiser came to Chu and Yun after receiving this wave of beliefs.

"Brother Kasyapa"

The venerable who raised the bowl made the Buddhist salute to the monk, and the monk named Kasyapa returned the salute, "I have seen you, brother."

"Brother Arnold."

Chu Yun also saluted and said, "I've seen you brother."

The Venerable Raising Bowl looked at Chu Yun and asked, "Junior brother, is things going well?"

"Blessed by God, everything is going well."

He praised again against his will.

"That's very good, then I will continue to plant merit for sentient beings."

The Venerable Raising the Bowl bid farewell, and disappeared into the sky in a hurry.

"Hehe, at this moment today, I can see my brother in such a hurry."

Kasyapa looked at the direction where he was leaving, and laughed.

Turning to look at Chu Yun, "Senior brother, I will go back to the Arhat Hall in Lingshan first, and you can tell the Buddha to me!"

Chu Yun nodded, and Kasyapa left in the direction of the Buddha Land.

Seeing that they were all gone, Chu Yun felt much more at ease, and felt uncomfortable when he was with them.

That hypocritical feeling made him vomit.

Looking at the direction of Foshan, he would not go there. There was an aura of dread in that Foshan.

Chu Yun turned his head and looked at the seat to the east. Why he came here was just a whim.

After deduction, it was discovered that it was related to this Buddha land.

After entering the Buddha Land, the feeling became even stronger. After counting, it was in the east.

He transformed into an ordinary believer, fell into the crowd of sentient beings, and disappeared in one step.

On the street, it is not as prosperous as that Huaguo, and it is extremely deserted.

There are temples everywhere, really a small temple in five steps, and a large temple in ten steps. This believer kneels in the temple and worships devoutly.

The entire temple was full of believers kneeling, even outside the temple were kneeling believers.

These believers have been brainwashed to lose their productive capacity, waiting for the gift ten days later every day.

But the so-called Fomi can only withstand hunger for a few days at most, and improve a little bit of physical fitness.

Seeing the current situation of these believers, Chu Yun shook his head and sighed in his heart. These people have been brainwashed and are hopeless.

These have been engraved into their bones, even if all their memories are erased, it will be useless.

Ten miles a step, constantly approaching the direction that made him feel sensitive.

Suddenly, Chu Yun stopped in front of a huge monastery and frowned. The feeling didn't come from this monastery.

But
His gaze swept to the corner a hundred meters away from the monastery. In that corner, there was a dilapidated house that looked like a doghouse.

And the outside of this dilapidated hut is full of garbage and dirt.

All the believers who passed by this hut were full of disgust and rejection, and even spit on the hut when they passed by.

Under the induction, there is a woman in this hut.

Stepping forward, wherever Chu Yun's footsteps passed, the garbage and dirt all over the ground were turned into ashes and dispersed.

And the surrounding believers didn't notice it at all.

Entering the room, a woman with a pregnant belly was lying weakly on the bed.

That feeling corresponds to the baby in the woman's pregnant belly.

Chu Yun raised his fingers to count, then looked at the woman's pregnant belly, and asked suspiciously, "Poverty Dao actually has a relationship with you as a master and apprentice?"

However, sensing the condition of the woman's body, the woman was exhausted, and she just held her breath, presumably for the sake of the child in her belly!

With a flick of his fingers, a burst of mana shot into the woman's body, stabilizing her last breath.

The woman slowly opened her eyes and looked at Chu Yun, as if his disguise at this time had disappeared in front of her.

With a thought, Chu Yun revealed his real body.

"Aren't you from here?"

The woman asked with difficulty, a gleam of hope rose in her eyes.

"It's not the pindao, but the pindao is the Taoist priest of Huaguo."

Hearing Chu Yun's words, the woman looked extremely surprised and got up from the bed with difficulty.

"I, I know Huaguo, I know where it is like heaven, this one."

"If you call yourself poor, Daoist Chu will do."

"This Daoist Chu, I have one thing I want to ask you."

The woman wanted to kneel down, but Chu Yun stopped her movement with a wave of his hand.

"Please tell me, Layman."

When a woman sees Chu Yun, she can stop her with a wave of her hand. She has only seen this kind of supernatural power in those monster monks.

"I, I want you to take my child away, take my child out of this devil's den."

The woman stroked her belly with a loving face, but when she talked about the Devil's Nest, her expression was full of resentment.

The cave?

This word made Chu Yun feel fresh. In this buddhist land where everyone is a believer, someone would call this buddhist land a magic cave.

"Please, please, I don't want my child to be born in the devil's den."

Seeing that Chu Yun didn't speak, the woman became anxious and struggled again, wanting to kneel down for him.

Chu Yun stretched out his hand to stop her movement, and said, "The poor should agree."

"Thank you, thank you Daoist Chu."

The woman wept with joy, and her face regained her spirit as if she had returned to the light.

With that breath gone, Chu Yun's magic power would be useless even if it was suspended.

"Hey!"

Sighing, Chu Yun looked at the maternal brilliance on the woman's expression, looked down at her stomach, and stroked her palms.

The woman hummed an unknown song.

"Lovely butterfly, fly, fly, beautiful colors, so beautiful, fly around the garden."

Gradually the woman's singing became quieter.

All the last vitality flowed into the child in her womb.

"Wow!!!"

A loud baby cry resounded.

Endless Buddha light filled the house, even the roof could not stop it, illuminating the entire Buddha land.

when!when!when!when!when!when!when!when!when!
On the Lingshan Mountain, the sound of the nine Buddha bells spread throughout the Buddha land.

(End of this chapter)

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