The arhat bowed respectfully, rose into the air, and let out a long roar.

More than 20 members of the Little Leiyin Temple came from afar excitedly.

I didn't expect that just after worshipping under Maitreya, I had this opportunity to make meritorious contributions.

In particular, the Arhat who raised the bowl himself said that Maitreya had an order, and this time, all the items looted in Lingshan could be rewarded to them personally!

Lingshan...

But a treasure mountain!

In the past, all trees, springs, grass and trees were not allowed to be moved.

Raise the bowl Arhat and don't deceive me.

Follow the little Lei Yin Temple, eat fragrant, drink spicy!

Thinking of this, the crowd howled like bandits and rushed into the passage.

After they entered, another few minutes passed.

Su Yang and the three of them appeared in the field of vision with strange dresses.

Even Maitreya couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Whether it is the Xingjun robe or the Immortal Emperor robe, although it is precious, it is not enough to surprise Maitreya.

But...

Bottles and cans or something, it's so curious.

"These are the three mortals you are talking about?"

Maitreya asked curiously.

The bowl arhat nodded, with a slight embarrassment on his face: "Although... Although their appearance looks a little different, but the work is still reliable, this time, it will inevitably make the Buddha isolated, and even they have some special attributes, even the Buddha will suffer a loss. ”

Maitreya nodded lightly and said no more.

And the bowl arhat hurriedly greeted him, with a smile on his face.

"Is this the passage?"

Su Yang looked at it curiously.

The arhat nodded: "After passing through this passage, you can go directly to Lingshan, but within five days, you must return, otherwise the passage is closed, and you can only wait for Lingshan to return before you can get out of trouble." ”

Su Yang nodded lightly, looked at the bowl in front of him, and suddenly said, "So, is this our last value?" ”

The bowl arhat showed a blank look on his face: "I don't understand what you mean. ”

"It's okay..."

"Just try it."

Su Yang smiled and spoke, a wisp of soul thought appeared in his hand, and he crushed it without hesitation.

But the arhat who raised the bowl still stood in place, looking at Su Yang with a blank expression.

Su Yang nodded lightly: "I understand." ”

"That little monk is here..."

"Waiting for your return."

The arhat took a step back, smiled and spoke, and looked at Su Yang from afar.

But in the blink of an eye, the temperament is completely different from before.

And Su Yang took Zhao Gongdao and Jia Ming into the passage after taking a deep look at him.

With the departure of Su Yang and the others, the smile on the face of the Arhat who raised the bowl became even stronger, and Shi Shiran turned around and returned to Maitreya.

"All taken care of?"

Maitreya smiled and spoke.

Holding the bowl, Arhat nodded slightly.

It's just that at this moment, he doesn't have the slightest respect for Maitreya.

Strangely, there was no surprise in Maitreya's eyes, as if he had already guessed: "So, you are ready to die?" ”

"When things are done, there is no need to live."

The bowl Arhat nodded and said casually.

Maitreya's expression was playful: "How are you sure that this Buddha will open the way to Lingshan according to your request?" ”

"Because of your ambition."

"No matter what, a person's heart doesn't change."

"The road to Lingshan is beneficial and harmless to you."

"And, if I'm not mistaken, when I left, the people of Xiaoleiyin Temple had been secretly regained control by you, right?"

"Even if the plan I gave them was to revive the Buddha, they would still wreak havoc and kill Lingshan."

The arhat with a clear look in his eyes, looked at Maitreya, and said with a smile.

Maitreya nodded lightly and sighed: "You are really smart, in those days, I felt that in the entire Lingshan, I was the most relieved for you to do things." ”

"And when you come back from this recovery, I really want to support you."

"But I didn't expect that on the day I recovered, you let me watch a good show."

"I wasn't sure what you were going to do, so I followed your wishes and went to take a look."

"I didn't expect..."

"But I was impressed with you."

"But even so, this Buddha is still willing to give you a chance, from now on, it is not too late to stand behind me."

Maitreya spoke lightly, and with the sound of his words, the Fa Xiang behind him slowly lowered his head and stared at him.

In other words, if he answers the slightest mistake, he will be doomed.

"The little monk has made up his mind, and he asks me to fulfill the Buddha."

The Arhat raised the bowl and whispered.

Maitreya's eyes were full of coldness, but his smile became more and more distorted: "For the sake of the Buddha's care for you over the years, tell me, are you the one who comes to the Buddha, or the one who burns the lamp?" ”

"Amitabha."

Holding a bowl and chanting a Buddha name, the Arhat stood in place and slowly closed his eyes.

"Ugh..."

"Unfortunately, it can't be used by me."

Maitreya sighed and said slowly.

As the voice fell, a cold killing intent appeared in the eyes of the giant Dharma Ministers behind him, and the huge palm slapped down from mid-air.

A dull sound resounded in the sky!

Dusty.

In the place where the Arhat had stood before raising the bowl, a huge pit appeared.

The bowl arhat is in the center of the pit, looking embarrassed, with shattered bones, and the dead can no longer die.

But there was a faint smile on his face, as if he was mocking something.

Seeing the expression of the arhat holding the bowl, Maitreya's expression changed drastically.

"This breath..."

"Lamp thief, I knew that you wouldn't always keep a low profile!"

Maitreya couldn't help but curse, wanting to escape into the void.

But in the next second, a streamer of light appeared in the body of the bowl-raising arhat, and it fell above Maitreya's head.

It was a candle lamp.

The candle light was bronze-colored, and the flame was faint, as if it would be extinguished at any moment, but it still managed to hold on.

Like a waterfall, a faint flame flowed out of the lamp, enveloping Maitreya in it.

"You want to seal me with just one lamp..."

"Foolish joke!"

"Is it true that I Maitreya is so humiliating?"

As he spoke, the huge Dharma Aspect raised its fists and smashed it into the candlelight.

And then...

Before the fists fell, a streamer of light flashed in the sky again.

A bronze ancient coffin escaped from the void.

"Coffin..."

"Old thief who burns the lamp, you even sent out your natal belongings, just to seal me for three years and two years?"

"Where's the interest?"

"Maniac!"

Maitreya's face became very ugly, and he scolded angrily, but gave up resisting.

Although it was only a coffin, not an ancient Buddha who burned the lamp, this thing is no different from the lamp himself!

This is the natal thing of the lamp, and it was born out of it in ancient times.

Unless it is a life-and-death crisis, it is almost impossible for the lamp to manifest this object in the world.

But nowadays...

He actually took it out.

It is not unjust that he was sealed.

And the burning of the lamp will inevitably bear a great price.