The God Emperor seemed to have consumed a lot of energy, his giant eyes slowly closed, and he did not take any more action for the time being.
Gu Han was not happy at all.
"Master, are you okay?"
He vaguely sensed that something was wrong with the owner of the Buddha name.
"donor."
The owner of the Buddha's name sighed, "The poor monk has been fighting with him for many years, and the oil has been exhausted. He can no longer be restrained. You only have that wisp of sword intent, and you are no match for him. Now, the poor monk still has some strength."
If you have enough energy, take those people and leave quickly." .??.??
"otherwise."
"Once he escapes, it will be a catastrophe."
Gu Han's heart sank.
He heard the determination in the voice of the owner of the Buddha's name.
"Master, what about you?"
"Amitabha."
The owner of the Buddha's name sighed: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
boom!
Rumble!
At this time, that cold giant eye opened again, with a faint hint of madness and bloodthirsty!
Conversation between two people.
He heard it clearly.
One has been pestering him for countless years, and the other has led people into the divine realm, shaking the foundation of the divine race. How could he be willing to let the two of them go?
Boom boom boom!
The bloody vortex turns again, and the immortal power hidden in it is much stronger than before!
Even if he falls into a deep sleep due to serious injuries.
He will not let anyone go today!
In silence.
The phantoms of the three thousand Buddhas reappeared, but they were much dimmer than before. Surrounding that giant eye, the sound of Buddha filled the air, and lotus flowers bloomed, constantly eliminating the opponent's immortal power.
The battle is stalemate.
The phantoms of the Buddha disappeared one after another, but quickly appeared again, as if they were determined to fight with the God Emperor to the end.
"donor."
The owner of the Buddha's name urged again, "Please leave quickly. You have achieved great results in this battle. If you continue to stay, things may change."
The voice became weaker and weaker.
It seemed like he couldn't hold on much longer.
There was silence for a moment.
Gu Han decisively took out the bodhi seed and said softly, "Master, is this thing useful to you?"
"..."
>The owner of the Buddha name suddenly fell silent.
"If my guess is right."
Gu Han asked again, "Does this Bodhisattva have a great connection with the master?"
"..."
The owner of the Buddha's name still didn't speak.
"That's right."
Gu Han smiled and continued, "This thing has helped me a lot. Now, it's time to return it to its original owner."
"Dare to ask the donor."
The owner of the Buddha's name spoke again, with a hint of nostalgia and sadness in his voice, "Where did you get this Bodhi seed?"
"Back then, by chance, I got it as a gift from a master."
"Where are they now?"
"That master has passed away."
"..."
There was another long silence.
boom!
Boom boom boom!
Under the rampage of immortal divine power, the speed at which the phantoms of the three thousand Buddhas dissipated has accelerated a lot!
"well."
A sigh sounded, vaguely filled with nostalgia and sadness.
"The Leiyin inheritance has finally been cut off."
"donor."
The owner of the Buddha name sighed, "This ray of immortality is of great significance to you. Keep it by your side. At the critical moment, it may help you turn danger into safety..."
"maybe."
Gu Han smiled and said, "When the master gave this thing to me, he once said that it was destined for me. Now, I feel that my fate with it is over."
During the conversation.
With a wave of his hand, a wisp of natural sword intent enveloped him, and Bodhisattva was sent to the shadow of the three thousand Buddhas!
The owner of the Buddha name was a little stunned.
"Donor, do you trust this poor monk so much? What if the poor monk tries to get hold of you and defrauds you of this bodhi seed?"
"Master, these words are vulgar."
The smile on Gu Han's face became even brighter, "I think I can trust you, just like the master who gave me such a big gift when we first met that day."
There was a pause.
He added, "Fate is wonderful.
Word."
"The donor is really a wonderful person."
The owner of the Buddha's name said with emotion, "If the donor had come a thousand years earlier, the poor monk would have had the opportunity to sit down with you to discuss Taoism and discuss the true meaning of Buddhist scriptures."
"fine."
Gu Han suddenly felt a little lucky, "I didn't come so early."
During the conversation.
The Bodhisattva has arrived at the shadow of the three thousand Buddhas, and seems to feel the breath of the same origin. The Bodhisattva trembles slightly, splitting into two halves, and a wisp of the awe-inspiring Buddha's intention fills the air!
Compared to the owner of the Buddha name.
Although the immortal Buddha intention in Bodhi is very small, it is purer, more peaceful, and more awe-inspiring!
Visible to the naked eye.
Supplemented by this ray of immortality, the three thousand phantoms of the Buddha suddenly solidified, all with compassionate faces, sitting firmly on the lotus platform, refining in a battle of words, and the ten-thousand-character Buddha seals poured down and fell on the God Emperor.
Above the third eye!
Boom boom boom!
The roar of the God Emperor sounded again, and the giant eyes gradually shrank and were temporarily suppressed!
"Amitabha."
The sound of the Buddha's trumpet came, and a slightly transparent figure slowly emerged from the void and came to Gu Han.
Middle-aged appearance.
Wearing a gray monk's robe, he is thin and has a pale face, full of compassion and peace.
Gu Han's heart moved.
He could tell that this figure was just a manifestation of his mind, not the other person's true body.
more important.
This middle-aged monk is not the same person as the old monk!
Reach out gently.
The middle-aged monk held the bodhi seed in his hand, and the sadness and nostalgia in his eyes were even greater.
"Thank you, donor."
He looked at Gu Han, clasped his hands together, and sighed softly, "Today I can see this thing again, I have no regrets."
"Grandmaster."
Gu Han asked curiously, "Is this Bodhi seed yours?"
"Not really."
"That……"
"This thing."
The middle-aged monk said softly, "It has the same origin as me and is also a part of me."
Said.
He looked at Gu carefully
Han glanced a few times, and a trace of doubt suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Weird thing."
He wondered, "Why does the poor monk feel that the donor is kind-hearted? Could it be that we have met somewhere before?"
Gu Han was speechless.
He felt that the other party was trying to be arrogant again, so he deliberately said, "Master, origins and fate, gathering and dispersion are unpredictable, and they all pass with the wind. How have you seen it? If you haven't seen it, so what? Don't worry about it."
It seems that he is afraid that the other party will continue to hold on to this issue.
Looking up at the giant eye, he changed the topic and said, "I dare to ask Master, how sure are you that you can defeat him with this Bodhi Seed?"
"..."
The monk said nothing and slowly stretched out a finger.
"One percent?"
Gu Han frowned and said, "A little less."
"No."
The monk shook his head, "Not at all."
Gu Han "???"
"Master, are you kidding me?"
"A monk does not lie."
"..."
Gu Han was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Master, I feel a little regretful. Can you return the Bodhi Seed to me?"
"Of course you can."
The monk nodded and sent the empty Bodhi seed in front of him.
Gu Han was speechless.
The Bodhi seed is returned, but the immortal Buddha mind... is gone!
"Grandmaster."
He was a little unwilling and continued to ask, "Are you really not sure?"
"Really not."
"That……"
Gu Han thought for a while, raised the black sword in his hand, and said seriously, "What about my sword?"
The monk said nothing.
Still holding out a finger.
"Still not sure at all?"
Gu Han's brows suddenly wrinkled. He knew that the complete half-step immortal was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong!
"have."
The monk shook his head and said, "This time, I am really 10% sure."
Gu Han "..."
Almost.
He couldn't hold back and wanted to strike the opponent's bald head with a sword!