"Are you okay?"
Maitreya glanced at the old monk and asked.
The old monk turned pale, spit out a mouthful of blood, and shook his head weakly: "The condition is not good. The guy's last palm shattered the internal organs of the body."
"The combat effectiveness cannot be guaranteed in a short period of time."
Maitreya was thoughtful.
This old guy has to listen to what he says. If he says he can't do it anymore, he probably still has the strength to fight.
And all three Buddhas were crushed...
The sales are so bad now, who are you guarding against?
Thinking about it, Maitreya smiled: "My condition is not bad, at least I can kill two Buddhas!"
As he spoke, Maitreya exuded a strong aura.
Old monk:...
After Maitreya said this, he was left wondering whether this guy really still had the strength to fight, or was he just pretending.
With the death of the three Buddha puppets, the external threat has become much smaller.
Infighting...
here we go.
Wang Ye and everyone listening behind were dumbfounded. Neither of these two old guys was simple.
Especially the old monk.
The skin is cracked, blood and flesh are flying everywhere, and the broken internal organs can be vaguely seen through the wounds. How can everyone be so fake?
Shameless?
I guess Li Xinghe would be willing to give up here. After all, the old guy just had a white face, trembling hands, and vomited some blood. At least he couldn't do it to this extent.
The two of them looked at each other silently, but neither of them spoke.
The atmosphere was tense for a moment.
"Go and have a look."
"If nothing else happens, that person...should be in the Zen room in the backyard."
Maitreya took a deep breath, opened the wooden door to the backyard again, and walked out.
Now that we have reached this point, it is too late to look back.
The old monk's expression was equally solemn. They had just passed the guard level, and the real biggest crisis was still ahead.
The terrifying strength of the Buddha has been deeply engraved in the heart, making people despair and even unable to think of resistance at all.
It’s scary just to think about it.
This is also the reason why Maitreya asked Ran Deng to cooperate. Because he hates Buddha and can overcome his fear, he is the only one who dares to fight.
"Um!"
The two of them walked into the backyard with their bodies badly injured.
"Amitabha..."
"Why go to this point?"
"Put down the butcher knife and go back, before I, Buddha, know about it."
A somewhat helpless voice suddenly sounded. The voice was full of magnetism, making people feel calm subconsciously after hearing it.
And the most important thing...
It's a female voice.
Maitreya, who had been very calm since entering Leiyin Temple, and his expression did not change even when he fought with the three Buddhas, finally stopped at this moment.
His expression was very bitter, and his eyes were filled with fear.
It's really scary.
This is the only existence in Lingshan, other than Buddha, that Maitreya takes seriously, even if he is not strong.
"You are indeed alive."
Miroku took a deep breath and turned around to look.
A woman wearing a pure white monk's robe, with a compassionate smile on her face, was looking at Maitreya.
"Guanyin..."
Hearing the name from Maitreya's mouth, even Ran Deng's expression changed slightly.
Although there was no Guanyin when he left Lingshan, he had heard of her name. She could be said to be...the leader among Bodhisattvas.
He could even become a Buddha long ago.
But I don’t know why he still retains the title of Bodhisattva.
And the means are very strong, stirring up the storm in Lingshan, the most important thing is... women.
The woman from Lingshan.
Later, it seemed that something went wrong during his practice and he died in his meditation room.
This is a big deal.
Unexpectedly, this person was not dead, but still appeared in such a place, not sleeping, and retaining his complete intelligence.
Buddha actually trusted her so much?
He's a difficult guy.
Ran Deng quickly analyzed the situation in the field, tried his best to lower his sense of presence, moved his steps slightly, and surrounded Maitreya in a calm manner.
"What's the difference between death and immortality?"
"My heart is devoted to Buddha, and I will be able to live forever."
Guanyin's voice seemed to always be so calm, and she spoke calmly.
But Maitreya shook his head: "Your heart is for the Buddha. Has the Buddha's heart ever been for you?"
"Cultivating Buddhism is also cultivating the mind."
"Why obsess?"
Guanyin shook her head.
Maitreya fell silent, not knowing what he was thinking.
Guanyin glanced at Ran Deng from behind, and spoke again: "Go away, I am the Buddha who is compassionate and will not blame you."
"Is Buddha really compassionate?"
Maitreya asked back, smiled self-deprecatingly, and then clasped his hands together: "The young monk did not expect that Master Guanyin would retreat here, so he resigned..."
With that said, Maitreya bowed slightly to Guanyin.
Guanyin smiled.
But the next second, a cold look flashed in Maitreya's eyes, and he rushed towards Guanyin instantly.
Almost at the same time, the two old Yinbi had a tacit understanding. The burning lamp behind Guanyin also burst out, one behind the other, with an indomitable murderous intent.
In an instant, both of them raised their fists at the same time and hit Guanyin hard.
The strange thing is that Guanyin has no intention of hiding or even defending.
Bloody and bloody.
The white dress was stained red with blood.
"Amitabha."
"Maitreya, you should retreat."
Guanyin shook her head in disappointment, streaks of blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, and her face turned pale.
Maitreya's expression was cold. At this moment, he had completely given up his disguise. Without the gentle smile and the elegance of the past, his expression was even a little ferocious.
"Ah!"
"They say my Buddha is compassionate, but where is his compassion?"
"I am said to be the future Buddha, but when will there be a future? I am just a spokesperson representing his kindness."
"Including the entire Lingshan Mountain, they are all his puppets."
"Is this fair to us?"
"Perhaps, I am the vessel he raises, and sooner or later I will be replaced by him. The so-called future Buddha, in the final analysis... is just himself!"
Maitreya's voice was very cold.
It’s okay to be a dog!
He doesn't care about being a dog either!
But until he discovered that he might not even have the right to be a dog anymore.
In Buddha's last battle, his body collapsed.
As a future Buddha, I may be the best substitute.
He is cautious and afraid of death.
Since the Buddha wanted to kill him, he would kill the Buddha first, that's all.
With that said, Miroku let out a low roar and punched Guanyin's head, completely blowing it.
Breathing heavily, Maitreya gradually calmed down and frowned deeply.
It's too easy to die.
Guanyin is the most hypocritical person in Lingshan. He talks about benevolence and morality, but secretly is cunning and cunning. How could he be beaten to death so easily?
Just like her inexplicable death back then.
"Amitabha."
The voice sounded again, and a crack suddenly appeared in the void. Guanyin still walked out of it with a compassionate look, her white dress spotless.
Even if his body is still lying on the ground.
(It’s broadcast, rush!)
