At this moment, the lotus pond behind the Long-eared Buddha was unable to stabilize and slowly dissipated into the void.
Zhong Kui, on the other hand, did not give the Long-Eared Buddha even a second to restore his own energy stability.
In just one second, the long-eared Buddha could stabilize the injury on his chest and fight back.
but...
No chance.
It seemed that everyone knew how terrifying Po Meng was in this state. Black and white impermanence turned around in tacit understanding, no longer caring about Maitreya, and instead focused on the Long-eared Buddha.
Po Meng didn't know when she had reappeared in front of Maitreya, staring at him with cold eyes, and the boning knife in her hand was still dripping with blood.
"Compared to remote..."
"It's more comfortable to fight in close combat."
Po Meng seemed to be sighing, while Maitreya's expression was very solemn. He had a premonition.
seem...
This clone of myself cannot leave today.
"Amitabha, I didn't expect Senior Meng to be so old and strong."
"The young monk admits his defeat today."
"But there is always some reluctance. I wonder if Senior Meng can clear up the confusion?"
At this moment, Maitreya simply let go of the Buddha's shadow, and stood openly in front of Po Meng. From this distance, Po Meng could easily kill him instantly if she wanted to.
In this regard, Maitreya appears to be very calm.
You can't escape, you can hold on until the end, but you still can't escape the word death.
"cannot!"
But it was Po Meng's cold figure who responded to him.
The next second, Po Meng appeared behind Maitreya, while Maitreya looked a little confused and his head fell off his neck.
As if to say...
I let you kill me so generously, why are you not willing to tell me even a single question?
Po Meng raised her foot and stepped on Maitreya's head.
Head exploded.
A crystal gemstone has been preserved, exuding a faint golden halo and looking very extraordinary.
"Is this what you rely on?"
Po Meng put the gem into Wang Ye's bag, then appeared behind the Long-eared Buddha again and said calmly: "Maitreya has given up resistance, why are you still struggling?"
"All your life, you have been paying attention to pomp and circumstance in Taoism."
"When you go to Lingshan, you also pay attention to pomp and circumstance."
"Why can't we be more generous when we are about to die?"
The long-eared Buddha couldn't help but cursed when he heard Po Meng's words: "Fuck you, that bitch Maitreya is just a clone, why is he pretending to be calm!"
"If I were also a clone, I would definitely be more handsome than him!"
“There are also noodles!”
"The key point is that if I die, it will be really cool!"
At this moment, the long-eared Buddha no longer had the indifferent attitude he had when he appeared. He was like a dying person, constantly cursing the most unpleasant words in the world.
When life is worry-free and enjoyable...
He is a high-altitude god, the Buddha of Lingshan!
But at the moment of death, nature returns to its 'human' nature.
After all...
The so-called gods or Buddhas are, after all, just the first group of people.
They were just one step ahead of others, using the majestic spiritual energy between heaven and earth to practice first, and finally achieved results, but then they monopolized the spiritual energy and began to try to control mortals.
And he calls himself a human being just for the sake of better bewitchment.
until...
I even believed it myself.
"Give me a place and I can join the underworld!"
"Although my fighting ability is not strong, I can win over many believers in your underworld!"
"Believe me!!!"
The long-eared Buddha was completely anxious at this moment.
"The Buddhas of Guangde said the same words as you at the moment before they died."
"Isn't it your honor to sacrifice for the Buddha?"
"Isn't this the belief that you have adhered to your whole life?"
"We should help you!"
"What's more, the underworld never needs believers."
"In ancient times, we were synonymous with terror. Everyone was afraid of us, and everyone shouted to beat us!"
Zhong Kui sneered. At this moment, his rough voice said something worth pondering.
he...
Is he really stupid or is he pretending to be stupid?
Seeing this situation, the arm suddenly stopped entangled with Cui Jue and fled away.
But the intelligence in Cui Jue's eyes became more and more abundant, and his eyes no longer looked empty at this moment.
The chain under my feet suddenly collapsed and shattered!
And he soared into the sky, broke away from the broken bridge, and stood in the void.
"Today, Cui Jue of the underworld revives!"
There was no excitement or yelling, as if it was just as normal as it should be. Cui Jue said lightly. The broken brush in his hand emerged with layers of black mist at this moment, and he wrote again in the air. Write a few big words.
'The human race will never be destroyed. '
'The light lasts forever. '
These words were branded on the back of the arm, echoing the words 'wealthy and strong...' written before, with a strange sense of beauty.
After writing these horoscopes, they seemed very heavy, even passing through the muscles and imprinted on the bones.
The arm staggered in the air, barely escaped into the void, and disappeared completely.
The long-eared Buddha was completely desperate.
"Maitreya, I am your uncle!"
"I have long ears, even if I die, I will still be vigorous!"
The long-eared Buddha let out an unwilling cry, and a dazzling light suddenly emitted from the center of his eyebrows.
Then, a burst of golden rain appeared in the sky.
He once again took out three drops of essence and blood and threw them into the void, turning them into the phantoms of the three Buddhas, but he did not use these phantoms to fight to the death.
The three Buddhas, standing in three different positions, put their hands together and bowed slightly to the long-eared Buddha.
Golden lotuses bloomed and swayed on the ground.
A picture scroll appeared in the sky. This picture scroll was like a slide, recording the life of the Long-eared Buddha.
Early childhood.
He was discovered by an old Taoist priest and was brought back to the Taoist temple to practice.
After achieving success in cultivation, Taoism supported A-Nian, but eventually fell into a disadvantage and was hunted down.
He felt the weakness of the Taoist sect and finally turned to Lingshan.
But since he was born, after seeing the power of his master, he had a deep yearning for strength.
Unfortunately, he is not talented enough.
But he has a unique approach, bringing his own special effects every time he appears to attract others' attention.
After joining Lingshan, this endless array of methods attracted a large number of followers to the Buddha, and he was even promoted by the Buddha to the name Long-eared Buddha.
It even filled his body with energy, forcibly raising his strength.
Although most people are very disdainful of him, including the Bodhisattvas and Arhats in Lingshan, they all look down on him.
But so what.
If he only relied on his own cultivation, he might just be an Arhat in this life.
Finally, in those dark times...
With his own role, he left a dormant spot.
After recovering, he is still useful in winning over believers.
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