Chapter 1126: "Hand-Eye Statue", Bodhi Witch and Asura Yaksha, Preaching, Almsgiving

"Where are you looking?"

In the Coral Palace Hot Spring Pool, Jiang Yi was immersed in the beauty when suddenly a voice sounded in his ears.

Walnut held his hands, and the magnificent, soft touch was so unreal.

The long brown-red hair was tied up, revealing the snow-white neck.

Jiang Yi moved his elbow and stared at Hu Tao's white bath towel that looked like a dumpling.

"..."

Maybe hug a winter quilt, which provides a silkier touch.

"Ahem, aren't you feeling uncomfortable?"

Are you taking a hot spring bath or a bath towel bath?

"Why do you feel uncomfortable? I, Hu Tao, have the best body in the world. I'm neither fat nor thin, just the right size. I walk like the wind and I'm the best swimmer. If you don't believe me, why don't you let them compete with me?" Hu Tao was really confident this time.

Do you know what resistance is? She can flexibly adjust her body shape when swimming.

When Coral Palace Xinhai heard this, she blinked her long eyelashes. In the mist of the hot spring in front of her, there should be no one who is better at swimming than her.

Although the God has ascended the throne today and everyone has to obey him, it is really ridiculous to invite so many girls to take a hot spring bath on the first night.

The priestesses who brought in fruits and snacks all blushed.

"You seem uncomfortable?" Shen He looked at Kamisato Ayaka whose face was red and had not subsided.

"It's...too embarrassing." Kamisato Ayaka's face looked like water could be squeezed out of it, and she nervously covered her chest with the bath towel.

What is this, hot spring diplomacy? Looking at the girls from various countries, she huddled her legs together, almost wanting to use the power of ice to calm herself down.

On the hot spring clothes rack hung a row of colorful eyes of God, which looked just like the gems on a toy exhibition booth and were not precious at all.

Paimon was going to call the hanger "The Thousand-Armed and Hundred-Eyed Statue".

To express Jiang Yin's increasingly grand wish to take all the girls to take a hot spring bath.

Jiang Yi, the love saint with a thousand hands, has a consistent hobby, which is to seize the divine eyes of all girls with divine eyes.

Ying was wrapped in a bath towel, with a strand of untied blonde hair sticking wetly to her skin. Her golden eyes were looking at Hu Tao, who was rolling over there, swinging her white and slender legs, showing Jiang Yi that she was the best swimmer.

"Well! If Jiang Yi wasn't here, this place would be perfect." She complained about Jiang Yi who was hanging around in this women's hot spring pool.

It's too out of place, it's better to turn it into the "real" one, which is more pleasing to the eye.

But if the truth comes out, the ambiguous scene will probably be so frightened that only silence remains.

His eyes suddenly met Jiang Yi's.

Ying subconsciously glanced at her chest, then pulled Paimon to the front.

"Wow! Ying, don't pull me, it's too deep and I will drown." Paimon was shocked. The hot spring pool in the Coral Palace was big enough for swimming and was decorated with corals, shells and pearls.

No one knows which generation of modern gods and priestesses built this luxurious hot spring pool. In the past, it was a place where the priestesses would soak in the hot springs and chat together.

Jiang Yi was the first boy to step into this place.

Obviously wrapped more tightly than usual clothes, why does it make people feel erotic? Jiang Yi looked at the many girls wrapped in bath towels. Was it because their shoulders and collarbones were exposed?

After throwing away four layers of bath towels, Walnut floated on the water like a corpse, with the faint curve under the bath towels, perfectly showing her pearly toes and her delicate feet.

"Sister Ganyu." Yae Shinto stretched out his sinful fox hand to tickle Ganyu.

"No! No!" Gan Yu shrank back, as if she understood why the Eightfold Son of God came to give Jiang Yi benefits. It turned out that he was targeting her.

Is he hiding towards Jiang Yi to avoid Yajō?

Barbara and Noelle were relaxing a little because they had just soaked in a hot spring with Jiang Yi. Barbara was chatting about the poetry of Haizhi Island next to the Heart Sea of ​​the Coral Palace.

"Fight, fight, tear off the clothes, tear off the clothes!" the blue-haired little loli whispered devilishly.

"...Yandora, what are you talking about?" Noelle asked in confusion.

"Oh! Yandora was just imagining how the plot of the light novel would develop!" Yandora looked up, her big eyes full of innocence. She just thought that in this situation, as a human boy, Jiang Yi might like some kind of plot.

But her description was not quite right.

The plot of the light novel should be... The girls playing in the hot spring pool accidentally dropped their bath towels, giving the male protagonist a benefit. Then, Hu Tao arrived in an instant and kicked Jiang Yi in the face, covering up all the benefits.

The male protagonist sank to the bottom and saw countless white things before fainting.

The essence of this plot, of course, requires beautiful illustrations, otherwise the text description is not enough to arouse people's imagination and payment.

Authors who are short of funds and have no illustrations can only hope that readers will be self-reliant.

This is the comment made by Yaedo editor Yae Kamiko, who said that when the novel authors Ying and Paimon looked at the hot spring scene, they had similar inspirations as Yandora.

The great power of the law of time was used to resolve the Shura field, and the many laws of the changes in reality and illusion in dreams were used to create a hot spring pool in Zuqiao Kunlun for Zhen and Heulia to soak in.

Jiang Yi yawned and took a natural salt bath with Heulia.

The food court carnival will last for a few days, so there is no need to rush to accompany everyone.

……

The wind howled into the mountaintop, and Tartaglia looked at the girl in front of him warily.

The moonlight shines on the girl's hair accessories that look like the wings of a six-winged angel. Her long dark hair is stained red at the top.

With his eyes slightly closed, he looked up at the moonlight, his eyelashes trembling slightly under the mesh-like white eye mask.

Dressed in winter fool attire, resisting the sea breeze.

"What a pity! I heard that there will be a selection of shrine maidens on Haizhi Island soon, but after seeing the strength of the god today, it will be difficult to sneak in."

"We can only follow the doctor's plan and go to Xumi."

She whispered in a voice that no one could hear.

"The lady's wishes and strength are well preserved."

The girl seemed to have thought of something and smiled slightly.

"Pure white snow and red lotus fire before the dragon."

"What an interesting visitor from another world."

"Well...it's almost time to go..."

"If you stay for too long, you'll be easily discovered."

The girl's figure disappeared, leaving only Tartaglia still on the top of the mountain.

……

From noon to afternoon, from dusk to moonlight, from fireworks rising with the morning sun... the "succession ceremony" that lasts all night marks the beginning of a new day.

Goro, who maintained order and safety on Kaijima, finally had a chance to take a break and hand over his shift to others.

Jiang Yi was sleeping in the Coral Palace, with divine power flowing in his body. His ability to sense and respond to sounds brought with it many noisy sounds of prayer.

"Thousands of hands and arms, sitting on a lotus pedestal,"

"Bodhi wonderful leaves, my Lord is merciful."

A grand Dharma Assembly was held on Bayun Island.

The village guards, guarding Hanasari and behind her, are eight bodhi priestesses wearing white tops, yellow skirts, and holding wheat ears and medicinal leaves.

Charlotte came to Bayun Island on the sea beast route, giant whale ride and sightseeing service provided by Haizhi Island to generate income, and squeezed out of the crowd with her camera in hand.

In his pocket, he also had many photos of Haizhi collecting pearls from the sea, with their delicate looks and unique costumes. This was undoubtedly mutually beneficial, helping Haizhi promote tourism in Fontaine and providing Charlotte with precious material.

"The incarnation of the second-generation Lord Haizhi on Bayun Island - the Lord of the Bodhisattva Leaves." Charlotte's eyes glowed as she watched the temple slowly open with the rising sun.

Today is the first time that the temple on Bayun Island has been fully opened to the public to worship the deity since its construction.

Many believers wear simple and plain clothes to show that they do not indulge in pleasure, do not forget suffering, and use simple clothes to wipe away the restlessness in their hearts.

In his hand he holds a string of twelve beads made from thousands of bodhi seeds grown from a bodhi tree, each with a mantra engraved on it.

A divine curse obtained from the temple.

The six-character Great Ming Mantra.

The subtle sound of chanting scriptures and mantras is like a buzzing echo that echoes thousands of times in my ears.

Wherever the sound passes, it turns into a solemn and peaceful pure land where evil spirits do not disturb.

This is a place of worship that is completely different from the style of Kaijima Island.

Charlotte mingled among the crowd of people who were allowed to worship, and found a slightly curled up emerald green leaf like a boat beside a pool covered with golden lanterns.

The priest in front of her scooped up a leaf of pure water that looked like it was glowing golden, and motioned for her to drink it.

As a reporter, Charlotte did as the locals did. She did not resist and drank the water.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, use leaves as a boat."

"God saves the world and leads all living beings to the other shore."

"I hope you enjoy this nectar of pure water that washes away dust and troubles."

The priest put his hands together and spoke in an unhurried voice with a sense of auspiciousness and compassion.

Charlotte imitated the gesture by clasping her hands together in return.

Above the head, the towering golden Bodhi tree hangs down countless aerial roots, and a thick Shimen rope is wrapped around the main trunk. Many colorful ribbons and Dharma bells are hung on the lush branches, which bring the sound of emptiness when blown by the wind.

The Bodhi tree covers the Feimu Village like an umbrella, and the morning sunlight shines through, swaying like golden fragments.

Follow the people forward, heading towards the temple under the tree, walking under the cool shade of the tree.

Although it is a tree that blocks the sunlight, it does not make people feel dark. It is as if the tree itself is the warm sun, emitting a faint light.

The mind is particularly peaceful here.

"As if this is what Inazuma people mean by Zen?" Charlotte thought of this and looked ahead at the Bodhi Priestess standing in front of everyone.

Holding a Bodhi branch in hand, dewdrops like spring rain fell along the way, and the grass on the ground turned green.

She is clearly walking, but it feels like she is dancing.

It's like a fox walking.

And it was a white fox.

It was not an illusion. Charlotte seemed to really see the shadow of a white fox on the witch, but the people around her seemed not to be able to see it.

"Is it exclusive to the holder of the Eye of God?" She guessed that it seemed to be the power of the elements.

Around the fox, there seem to be masks representing different emotions.

When the witch turned around, her eyes were filled with golden pupils.

There are fairy foxes dancing in another dimension, like messengers of God.

In the long-standing foreign legend, the fox that practiced beside the Bodhisattva was called a white fox, which symbolized wisdom and spirituality. It was the Bodhisattva’s guardian deity and often appeared beside the practitioners to help them overcome difficulties and improve their practice level.

The shrine maidens held incense, flowers, lamps, water, fruit, tea, food, and treasures in their hands... The incense was sandalwood, the flowers were glass lilies, the lamps were lotus lamps, the water was clean water, the fruit was seasonal fruit, the food was rice balls made of peanut-like rice given by the God of Hikimura, and the treasures were mara, agate, and pearls...

Next to the witch was a group of ferocious-looking men wearing masks.

These men hold vajra in their hands, have green horns on their heads, and look like Asuras and Yakshas under their ferocious masks.

"Ghost tribe?" Someone recognized the identities of those men.

In the Inazuma legend, the ghost tribe, the most common monsters, seemed to be particularly powerful at this moment.

That ferocious look seemed to be able to subdue people's evil thoughts.

The witches and the ghosts walked into the temple.