How can there be such a strong superpower?

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Click——

The plaque inscribed with the symbols of the Buddha's thirty-two great forms was completely torn apart.

The unspeakable fluctuations... spread suddenly.

Go straight to the world.

……

hum-

world.

Jiming Temple.

The ground suddenly shook violently.

then.

click -

The sound of cracking gold and stone resounded throughout the temple.

The backlight behind the 'Huai Yuan' sitting on the ground, at the same time, clicked... and a clear crack also appeared.

His eyes widened and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

But no one has reacted yet.

"Master!!! It's not good!!! It's cracked! It's cracked!"

The anxious voice of the young novice suddenly sounded, with a cry and worry, coming from a distance.

He shouted loudly: "It's all cracked! The Buddha statues suddenly cracked!"

"..."

Huaiyuan slowly widened his eyes and swayed suddenly.

Chapter 400 Cause and Effect

When Zen Master Huizhao heard the little monk's voice, he was startled, thinking that something had happened to him, and immediately turned around.

just.

The little monk was fine.

And what he said also reached the ears of Zen Master Huizhao.

He was startled, and then just murmured the first word.

click -

The sound of metal and stone cracking rang out again.

This time, it was even clearer and crisper than before, and it directly interrupted Zen Master Huizhao's words.

Zen Master Huizhao slowly widened his eyes, as if he finally realized...what had happened.

Huaiyuan, who was lying on the ground, suddenly became like a person who had lost his soul and did not move at all.

Immediately afterwards, more frequent bursting sounds were heard from all directions.

And all the Zen masters present...all showed extremely terrified expressions.

Just when Si Yujie, Tang Yu and Xia Panqiu, as outsiders, were all confused.

The little monk also ran to Master Huizhao and said, "Master, something bad has happened..."

click -

The words are not finished yet.

Huaiyuan on the ground shook violently.

The crispest cracking sound suddenly came.

Just this time.

It's not coming from all directions.

Instead.

It comes from the bodies of these Zen masters.

The young monk also heard it. He paused for a moment, then raised his head blankly and looked at his master.

Zen Master Huizhao staggered, raised his head stiffly, and then let out a "puff" sound.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The cassock on his body split open from the chest with a slight sound.

…It was like a knife wound, starting directly from the chest and spreading all the way down to the stomach.

It's not just him.

All the Zen masters present were the same.

All the high monks vomited blood.

The young monk stared at his master with his dark eyes wide open in shock, muttering, "Master's image is also cracked..."

"……Can."

at the same time.

click -

The Buddha's light radiating from the west then cracked in response.

Then, it dissipated directly.

At the same time, a compassionate voice sounded.

Immediately following the sound of metal and stone cracking, a sound came.

Spread throughout the Jiming Temple.

"How is it possible? Why..."

on the ground.

As the news of the representative's approval spread throughout Jiming Temple, the Buddha's light in the eyes of that 'wish'... began to gradually fade away.

He looked stunned, then opened his eyes with force, and because he used too much force, the flesh in the corners of his eyes burst.

Followed by.

He also stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to dig out his eyes, trying to stop the Buddha's light in his eye sockets from extinguishing.

but.

All to no avail.

And as the Buddha's light irreversibly disappears.

He became somewhat crazy and anxious, and his Buddha nature instantly disappeared without a trace.

At last.

He even stuck his fingers into his eye sockets, which were now pitch black, and dug them out, as if he wanted to dig out the Buddha's light again.

…It was as if what was left at the scene was no longer a great monk, but only a body with all the sins of a mortal.

"Why...why...everything I do is for the Holy Church!"

Huaiyuan dug his eyes out more and more violently, and became more and more frantic. He started to mutter to himself like a trapped beast: "Everything I did was for the Holy Church. Why did you expel us? Why did you cut open my golden body? Why did you agree to this?!"

The last sentence.

He almost yelled.

And all around, there was silence...no response.

There is no Buddha's light.

No one would think about it.

When Si Yujie saw him like this, although she didn't know what had happened, she roughly guessed that something had happened.

Almost instantly.

He thought of Chen Lusi.

Then, her panicked heart calmed down instantly, and she was no longer so anxious.

Xia Panqiu is the same.

The only exception is probably Tang Yu, she seems not to understand the situation yet.

just.

They are in no hurry.

It doesn't mean that Huaiyuan is not anxious.

It seems that yelling is useless, resisting is useless, and arguing is useless.

Huaiyuan became even more anxious, even... furious.

but.

A few seconds later.

He suddenly became quiet again, slowly removed the hand that was inserted into his eye socket, and lowered his head.

It's like giving up.

just.

Although his actions looked like giving up.

But as he put his hands down.

There was an unsettling aura coming from him...

The Zen masters who were still vomiting blood around him suddenly shuddered. At this moment, they could not care about themselves and looked at Huaiyuan on the ground in shock.

The young monk in front of Zen Master Huizhao followed his master and looked at Huaiyuan.

Followed by.

He stepped back as if he had seen something horrible, and then sat down on the ground as if he had lost his soul.

Zen Master Hui Zhao witnessed this scene and immediately took a step forward, blocking the little monk's sight while also blocking his figure.

He stared at Huaiyuan, coughing up blood, and shouted, "Huaiyuan! Don't make the same mistake over and over again!"

"..."

Huaiyuan on the ground did not respond, but just murmured: "Why..."

One thought can lead to Buddhahood.

A single thought can create a devil.

……

"……Can."

Chen Lusi threw his third punch in silence.