Outside the door, Mo Yan expressed his gratitude to the campus guards with an apologetic expression. At the same time, he nodded lightly to Irika to calm her down.
"Teacher Mo, you are a member of our Rainbow University. No one can threaten your safety here. If you really run into trouble, please don't reject our help."
The captain of the guards was a mature and handsome uncle. He exuded an aura of righteousness from head to toe, giving people a strong sense of security.
Of course, Mo Yan really did not need it. He repeatedly said that he was too excited about an old friend visiting and that it was not a big deal.
Although the captain of the guards was puzzled, he could only say a few more words and leave.
After that, Mo Yan sent Irika away and closed the door again. He turned to look at the monks sitting cross-legged on the floor of the office.
The Moon Elf did not hold back at all when she used her mental strength. The broken bones were really broken.
Fortunately, this group of monks also knew a lot. At the same time, some of them carried Fatty Keding and Bay Leaf.
With the help of the two auxiliary sprites, they quickly treated the injuries on their bodies for the time being.
When Mo Yan walked towards them, he could clearly feel the fanatical gazes of these monks. That kind of devout gaze that was shining made Mo Yan's scalp tingle.
In a daze, Mo Yan recalled the scene he saw when he accepted the Phoenix King's test.
Hundreds of years ago, in the Bell Tower, people also looked at the Phoenix King with the same gaze.
The same fanaticism, the same devotion.
He remembered very clearly that it was he who used the power of the rainbow feather to personally ignite the Bell Tower and destroy the faith in people's hearts.
It was to let people realize that they could only slowly become stronger by relying on themselves.
Mo Yan passed the test in the end. This meant that even if it was not the main reason for the Phoenix King's departure, it was at least related to it.
However, hundreds of years later, there was still a group of people who stubbornly prayed for the Phoenix King's return. They did not know that they had never truly understood the Phoenix King's intentions.
Mo Yan sighed in his heart. Unless the monks of the Bell Tower could really come to their senses, the Phoenix King would probably not let them see him for the rest of his life.
"Lord Envoy, we are ready!"
Abbot Mingguang led a group of monks and sat down cross-legged neatly. The Geng Gui opposite them did the same, but its eyes were still emitting golden energy, or Buddha's will.
Mo Yan watched quietly from the side. He had already vaguely guessed what Abbot Mingguang wanted to do.
At the next moment, Abbot Mingguang took the lead and put his palms together. At the same time, he began to mutter.
Immediately after, more than ten monks, including Xuan Lu, began to chant in unison.
The sound was not loud, but it was surprisingly neat and rhythmic.
Gradually, specks of golden light began to appear on the bodies of the monks, and gradually gathered above everyone's heads.
It could be seen that Abbot Mingguang's Buddhist intent was the strongest, followed by Xuan Lu, the first seat of the Bell Pagoda.
Soon, when everyone's Buddha Intent reached a certain amount, it began to slowly flow into the Geng Gui's body.
Obviously, Abbot Mingguang had thought of a way to restore the Geng Gui to its original state, which was to use their Buddha Intent to replenish the Geng Gui's consumption until the loopholes were filled.
The golden light completely enveloped the Geng Gui, causing the gloomy ghostly aura on its body to begin to fade quickly.
A warm, peaceful, and calming temperament gradually emerged from the Geng Gui's body.
It was obviously still that fat ghost with short arms and legs, but there was always a strange coordination.
Although the Geng Gui's eyes were closed, they were like two deep holes sucking in a large amount of Buddha Intent golden light.
At the same time, Mo Yan also found that the rows of sharp barbs on the back of the Geng Gui were also glowing with golden light. Like its eyes, they began to quickly absorb the Buddha Intent golden light.
Gradually, the speed at which the Geng Gui absorbed the Buddha Intent became faster and faster, and the speed at which the monks provided it could not keep up. Many people's faces turned pale again, and they looked like they were about to collapse.
One, two, three, four, five, six monks began to fall one after another, causing the transmission of the Buddha Intent golden light to become even worse.
The remaining monks could only increase the transmission strength. Among them, Abbot Mingguang burst out with twice as much golden Buddha Intent as he did at the beginning.
The monks were still falling one after another, and in the end, only Xuan Lu and Mingguang were left.
Mo Yan was also very nervous. There were only two people left, and the Geng Gui's absorption speed did not slow down in the slightest.
It seemed … that it was not enough!
Just when Mo Yan thought that it would fall short of success, the Geng Gui's absorption suddenly stopped, and then it abruptly stopped absorbing.
Mo Yan stared at it for a while, and found that the Geng Gui's body was indeed no longer emitting energy. Obviously, it had really recovered.
He looked at the group of monks who were so weak that they did not even have the strength to speak, and then looked at the Geng Gui who was calmly sitting cross-legged.
Mo Yan unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth, and secretly gave the Geng Gui a thumbs up.
Half an hour later, the Geng Gui, who had finished recuperating all the energy in its body, gently opened its eyes.
A golden light that was not too dazzling flashed through its eyes.
At the same time, Mo Yan suddenly noticed a trace of pressure leaking from the Geng Gui at this moment.
Peak quasi-heavenly king!
It had advanced again so quickly?
Mo Yan was surprised and happy. Thanks to the pressure and growth brought about by the bidding competition, the Geng Gui had only broken through from the intermediate quasi-heavenly king to the advanced level a few months ago.
But now, because it had absorbed a large amount of golden energy, it had easily advanced by a small level.
Although the breakthrough above the quasi-heavenly king level was more dependent on perception and opportunity, Mo Yan had to admit that his Geng Gui was very lucky.
After all, before the Geng Gui's Buddhist language could be used in battle, its most powerful special ability was the power of space, which came from a fragment of the Origin Pearl of the God of Space, Paluqini.
Now, the Geng Gui had obtained the Buddhist inheritance from the Bell Tower's monks, and Mo Yan guessed that this Buddhist inheritance must have something to do with the Phoenix King.
Although it was only a little bit of the inheritance from two legendary fairies, Mo Yan did not think that the Geng Gui would be limited by its own talent.
The quasi-heavenly king level was definitely not the end of the Geng Gui!
"Geng Gui, how are you? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? "
When the Geng Gui came back to its senses, Mo Yan quickly asked.
"Jie ~"
Other than its aura, the Geng Gui did not seem to have changed at all. It still calmly bowed to Mo Yan, indicating that it was fine.
Because of the Geng Gui's advancement, Mo Yan was in a good mood. Looking at the monks lying on the ground, he hesitated for a moment, then called the cafeteria to order more than ten boxed lunches.
When the monks heard that Mo Yan had ordered food for them, although it was only boxed lunches, their faces were filled with gratitude and joy.
Their agitated appearance was completely different from their age of forty to fifty years old.
Except for Xuan Lu, who was very calm, perhaps because he had been provoked.
But Mo Yan was thinking about something else.
Yes, when he had the strength to get up, he could chase them away.
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