Sure enough, as the old monk's voice fell, Wang Ye's ugly face gradually improved, but he still said: "Don't mention this again, I, the Buddha, have my own arrangements."
"Furthermore, due to the early recovery, my strength has plummeted and it will take time to recover."
The old monk looked understanding and nodded: "The Buddhas of Guangde have also recovered in advance, but their strength has permanently fallen to the level of Bodhisattva. They are in retreat at Xiaoleiyin Temple on the top of the mountain. It will take thirty days to recover." .”
"well..."
"It's our incompetence. "
Wang Ye's expression changed slightly: "Seniors from Guangde have also recovered?"
It looks like a surprise.
But I kept thinking about it in my heart.
Unexpectedly, there was actually a Buddha who revived in advance to take charge of the overall situation. Fortunately, he was still in retreat. Otherwise, it would be difficult for his actions to be effective.
I just don’t know if there is any chance for this Buddha to...
Complete retreat.
Perhaps, we can find a way to join forces with the people in the underworld. I think they will be very willing to help.
Wang Ye remained calm and sighed: "It's such a pity."
After saying that, he looked at the old monk and the others coldly: "It's all the good deeds you have done. Who is the host of the Buddhist Kingdom now!"
"Host..."
"Died during the battle with Li Xinghe!"
The old monk said hesitantly, not even daring to look into Wang Ye's eyes.
! ! !
Sure enough, the Arhat statue behind Wang Ye let out a roar that kept spreading throughout the Buddhist kingdom.
The terrifying pressure made several old monks subconsciously take a step back.
"Where's the deputy host?"
The old monk hesitated again...
"He also passed away."
"But it wasn't Li Xinghe who did it, but something went wrong while practicing."
"Although there are many old monks like me in our Buddhist country, some are even as powerful as the old abbot."
"but..."
"It's hard to convince the public."
"There are a few senior monks in Xiaoleiyin Temple, but they have been in seclusion for more than a year and have not gone out."
"There is only one Buddha boy who comes to convey the Buddha's will on a daily basis."
The old monk took the opportunity to keep complaining to Wang Ye. This action was extremely skillful, just like...
It was like that when Wang Ye and Jianglong complained.
...
Is this the reason why the Buddhist Kingdom still tolerates the Tianzhu despite the eternal night?
Although Daocheng's overall strength is slightly weaker, it has an old Taoist priest as its backbone, so it has strong cohesion.
In the Buddhist country, everyone has about the same strength, but the number of people is still large.
So there has never been a unified opinion.
but...
Buddha boy?
What Buddha boy?
Wang Ye avoided being exposed and did not ask questions about the Buddhist boy. Instead, he said with a frosty face: "Lead the way!"
"Let them all come to me!"
"This is nonsense, a disgrace to my Buddha!"
The old monk was excited and hurriedly welcomed Wang Ye in. Jianan followed Wang Ye with a low eyebrow and didn't even look at the old monks again.
For some reason, after following Wang Ye for several days, he suddenly felt...
These old monks who usually seem inscrutable are nothing more than that!
Otherwise, why could Zhang Ziliang and Wang Ye always dance so happily, but after Senior Wuwu recovered, he directly gave them a blow in the head.
Because the Buddhas in Guangde are in retreat, the door of Xiaoleiyin Temple on the top of the mountain is closed, and even these old monks cannot enter.
They had no choice but to choose the equally magnificent 'Buddha Temple' as Wang Ye's destination.
With the closure of Xiaoleiyin Temple, the Buddha boy also entered seclusion in disguise.
Wang Ye was sitting in the main hall. A golden lotus filled with energy floated in the air. Wang Ye sat cross-legged. Many old monks stood in several rows below, focusing on Wang Ye.
"Is this the entire main force of the Buddhist Kingdom?"
Wang Ye glanced at the crowd, looked at the old monk who had been talking to him at the city gate, and asked.
Through the conversation along the way, the old monk learned the name "Jie Ai".
Jiehe nodded slightly: "Most of them are already here, only a small number are still in retreat."
Wang Ye's heart moved slightly.
Fortunately, there is no cohesion in the Buddhist country, and the so-called host who was elected is just a good old man, a role like cannon fodder.
Otherwise, if a ruthless person is replaced, the Tian group will not have a chance to breathe at all.
There were about forty old monks in front of me.
Green lines, 30!
Cyan lines, 10!
This means that these people are at least half king in strength, and ten of them are comparable to the real Ghost King.
This...
That's just a large part.
Wang Ye believes that those who usually live in Xiaoleiyin Temple and can retreat with the Buddhas in Guangde will be stronger.
Something suddenly occurred to him.
What he put in at that time were only dozens of half-king-level ghosts, and there was only one ghost king.
Judging from the fighting power of these people, it can only be regarded as a moderate trouble.
but...
That day, it was not resolved for a long time.
It is self-evident what these people think. Obviously, the internal strife in the Buddhist Kingdom is more serious than they imagined.
This would make it easier for Wang Ye to get into trouble.
Moreover, Wang Ye now has a bigger plan to kill all the Guangde Buddhas together.
It's a pity that this information was not available before.
Otherwise, we can discuss it with Zhang Ziliang.
Thinking about it, Wang Ye felt a little regretful.
Now we can only act according to circumstances.
"Now, I am temporarily taking over the position of host. Do you have any objections?"
"Of course, I forcefully revived, but my current strength is not at its peak. There are several people here who are stronger than me."
“If you have an idea, just put it forward.”
Wang Ye looked like he was following the good deeds. The Dragon Subduing Zen Staff emerged from the void and hit the ground, making a hole in the bluestone floor. It stood upright and trembled continuously.
Then, the relics of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat floated on his chest, and a tyrannical aura was faintly exuding.
A faint shadow condensed behind him.
Several old monks who were about to speak fell silent when they saw this scene.
They still understand this principle.
Moreover, this person's strength has only temporarily declined, and he will return to his peak sooner or later. If he offends him now, he will probably die in the future without knowing how.
Jie Ai took a step forward, put his hands together and bowed: "I have seen Wu Wu preside over it."
"I've seen Wuwu host."
A group of monks praised him one after another.
Wang Ye nodded lightly, but the Zen staff did not retract, and the relics were still exuding pressure.
Several old monks lowered their heads with twinkling eyes.
This Bodhisattva who suddenly appeared was very tough.
As soon as you arrive, give them a showdown and show off your muscles.
Should he see that although he and others respect him as the host, they are not sincere?
It seems that in recent times, I have to be more honest.
For a moment, everyone with ulterior motives below began to think.
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