Gu Han secretly cursed.
None of these Buddhist practitioners can speak normally!
"donor."
The monk looked back at him, clasped his hands and said, "Do you regret your previous decision?"
"If I say regret."
Gu Han asked, "Can that immortal Buddha spirit come back?"
"cannot."
The monk shook his head decisively and added, "A monk will never lie."
"So what's the point of regretting?"
Gu Han took a deep breath and smiled, "Regret is the most useless emotion in the world. Instead of this..."
During the conversation.
He raised his head and looked into that giant eye, and said solemnly, "It's better to think about how to take down this silent God Emperor!"
The words fell.
The black sword in his hand trembles slightly, and the sword's intention is naturally grand and powerful, slowly swirling around. The body of the sword is like black crystal, crystal clear, mysterious and unparalleled, and seems to be able to cut down everything in the world!
Gu Han's heart moved.
This was the first time he saw the black sword in this state, and he took a closer look, thoughtfully.
seem……
This is the most original appearance of the black sword!
"Amitabha."
The monk also took a look and said thoughtfully, "Donor, this sword of yours seems familiar to this poor monk."
Gu Han was speechless.
"Master, can you just tell me that this sword is destined to you?"
"hehe."
The monk smiled and didn't mind his teasing.
His eyes dropped.
Looking at the bodhi seed in his hand, he sighed softly, clasped his hands together, and silently recited the Buddha's name. His body instantly became much more solid!
Not only that!
In the sky above, the three thousand phantoms of the Buddha surrounding the giant eye also stabilized. Wisps of immortal Buddha's will lingered around, suppressing the giant eye so that it could not move!
"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but when you turn around you will find the shore."
The monk looked into his huge eyes, with a look of compassion on his face, and said softly, "Donor, why are you still so stubborn after so many years?"
“!￥￥!!!”
Boom boom boom!
The roar of the God Emperor sounded again, and the blood-red immortal power poured down again, causing the Buddha's shadow to waver in the sky.
The monk looked solemn.
A trace of awe-inspiring and pure Buddha's mind suddenly appeared on his body, temporarily stabilizing the phantom of Buddha that filled the sky.
"What did he say?"
Gu Han looked puzzled when he heard this.
"He is insulting the poor monk."
The monk shook his head and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, sin, sin."
Gu Han had a strange look on his face, "Master, can you understand the language of birds?"
"The poor monk has been entangled with him for countless years."
The monk said truthfully, "Although my qualifications are dull, I have learned a lot after staying here for a long time."
"Long?"
Gu Han's heart moved, "How long has Master been suppressing him here?"
"Can not remember."
The monk shook his head, "The poor monk only remembers that when he came here, it happened to be that he wanted to personally lead the army of the gods and conquer all the worlds in the world."
Flattened?
All heavens and worlds?
Gu Han frowned upon hearing this.
"Is he so crazy?"
In comparison, the God Emperor's cruel temper and ambition far exceeded that of the Ghost Emperor!
"good."
The monk nodded, "This God-Emperor benefactor has a ferocious and violent temperament and deep-rooted demonic roots. The poor monk has spent so many years trying to persuade him to turn back, but with little success."
"so."
Gu Han was in awe, "Master, you have persisted until now? That's really admirable!"
"Just trying my best."
The monk shook his head and did not take any credit. He said regretfully, "At that time, although he never left, he sent a divine benefactor to the human world. He did not know how many crimes were committed. It is a pity that the poor monk then
Hou You was powerless and incapable of doing anything, so he couldn't stop him..."
"God Lord? Who is it?"
"It seems... called Jiumo."
Lord God!
Jiumo!
Gu Han was shocked and blurted out, "Could it be the beginning of the era?"
"Amitabha."
The monk clasped his hands together, nodded and said, "According to the world, that's the time."
Gu Han stopped talking.
He was not surprised that the monk had stayed here for so long. After all, the old monk could chase Yan Qianjue for thousands of years with just one word. In order to transform the God Emperor, the monk had stayed there from the beginning of the Era until now.
...It can only be said to be an old tradition of Buddhism. .??.
What shocked him was another thing.
Lord Jiumo was the one who invaded the mysterious world back then, and the era when he existed was at the beginning of the era!
"Grandmaster."
Thinking of this, he asked, "You must have experienced the great battle at the beginning of the era?"
Hear the words.
A trace of trance flashed in the monk's eyes, and he nodded and said, "Of course I have experienced it."
"Please give me some advice from the master!"
Gu Han looked solemn, "I have many doubts..."
"Sorry, donor."
The monk shook his head and sighed, "Although the poor monk has experienced it, he doesn't have much memory of that war."
No?
Gu Han was stunned.
To be continued...