Several breaths passed. It was just time. During this time, Chen Yang and the others held their breath in unison, and no one could take a breath.
Sudden--
Phew~
Chen Yang and others agreed again, this time they were gasping for air.
They exhaled a breath of turbid air, causing severe pain in their chests, as if their lungs were torn apart.
However, all four of them had relaxed looks on their faces.
The earth was falling apart and the situation was relieved.
Visibly to the naked eye, the force of the collapse slowed down, from overwhelming to unstoppable, to seeming...a little bit unable to outrun them.
"Eh~!"
Chen Yang was not in a hurry to run. With the current speed of the collapse, it was too late to run again when he reached his feet. He observed it carefully, his expression changed, and he pointed towards the right front.
"Ah~!"
Guan Yun and the Tang sisters looked blankly where he pointed. They didn't take it seriously at first, but when they looked carefully, they couldn't help but exclaimed.
Not far from the edge of the collapse, shadows were emerging one after another, slowly solidifying.
At the same time, an atmosphere of sorrow for heaven and earth filled the air silently.
"Are they those monsters just now?"
Guan Yun frowned, wanting to turn around and let Hayato Ming go.
"no."
Chen Yang looked strange, nostalgic but also surprised. He stretched out his hand and said, "Keep watching."
"They are...monks!"
The word "monk" is too unfamiliar to Guan Yun and the Tang sisters.
Their vigilance has not diminished even half a cent.
As the shadows solidified, Guan Yun and the others saw clearly that all of them had bald heads with scars on their heads. They were either wearing simple gray robes or gorgeous gold and red robes.
They were clearly completely different from those demonic Buddhas, but Guan Yun felt a hidden similarity in these monks.
"I am Buddha!"
"Why don't you ferry me?"
"I am Buddha!"
"Why don't you glare?!"
"The monk is not convinced, the monk is unwilling~"
A faint, resentful voice suddenly resounded throughout the world.
"A monk travels a thousand miles,
Alms for 1.08 million households,
Ninety-nine bridges were built,
Thirty-six roads were repaired,
Build a seven-level pagoda,
Save countless lives..."
"Why can't you be freed?!"
"I don't accept it, why should chanting the Buddha's name be a sin?"
"I don't accept it, why should I be bald?"
"I don't accept it. I will be reincarnated in the human world ten times and survive ninety-nine disasters. I will not be able to achieve positive results!"
It filled the heaven and earth, and also filled the eardrums of Chen Yang and others.
In a trance, they saw countless monks, one by one performing the good deeds they said, going through many tribulations, but in the end they were beheaded, had their hearts cut out, and their livers...
Farther away, in the background, pagodas collapsed, Buddhist temples were demolished, and groups of monks were ordered to return to secular life or be killed.
Chen Yang couldn't help but closed his eyes, as if he had put down two iron gates to resist the impact of endless grief and anger.
In his mouth, he murmured:
"I finally know how this magical country was formed?"