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Chapter 117 I only believe in myself

"People from the Central Plains, why don't you kneel down?"

Standing in a sea of ​​kneeling crowd, Lin Huai'an was obviously more conspicuous. The leader monk among the group of red-clothed speakers raised his head and looked over indifferently.

"Why should I kneel?"

Lin Huaian glanced at the monk lightly, but didn't take it to heart and continued to look at the ancient temple.

When the leading monk saw Lin Huaian's unscrupulous look, he was furious and shouted angrily in a low voice: "People from the Central Plains are so rude, the Buddha will punish you!"

Lin Huaian chuckled: "Then I will wait for the day when I will be punished."

The leading monk stopped talking and had no intention of continuing to argue. From the beginning to the end, he always maintained a kneeling posture. He did not move even when talking to Lin Huaian. Now he straightened his posture again and began to worship towards the ancient temple. Kneel down and worship.

He read in his mouth: "Please forgive us, Buddha, for being ignorant, and hope that we, the barbarians, can be blessed with good weather..."

The leading monk had obviously said these words many times, and he was very skillful when opening his mouth. As he spoke, some monks behind him walked up in teams of two, carrying a thick sack.

The monks carried the sacks and walked to the door of the ancient temple, muttering some words, then untied the sacks and dumped out the corpses one by one.

Not far away, Lin Huaian saw that what was poured out were actually some boys and girls, all of them lifeless. Judging from their expressions, they must have been suffocated to death.

Looking at these loudspeakers, it is obvious that these boys and girls are using these boys and girls to pay homage to this ancient temple.

"If your Buddha receives these gifts from you, I'm afraid he won't be happy."

Lin Huaian was not a nosy person, but when he saw this scene, he still snorted coldly. He was not interested in learning about these weird customs of the Nanman people. He just mentioned it casually when he was unhappy. His main goal was to go to the Nanman Palace.

The leading monk turned his head to look, anger emerging on his calm face: "This is the blessing of the Buddha. These children will be sent over to reach the Paradise of Paradise as soon as possible. The Buddha is kind-hearted and likes these boys and girls the most. So what?" Will you be unhappy?"

Lin Huaian raised his eyebrows: "This Buddha of yours must be an evil Buddha."

"How dare you be so rude to Buddha!"

As soon as they heard that they were being disrespectful to the Buddha, all the loudspeakers lost their composure and became violent. They all glared at Lin Huaian, and even wanted to rush over and take action, but they were afraid to be disrespectful to the Buddha in front of the ancient temple. He suppressed his anger again.

The leading monk even shouted directly towards the ancient temple: "My compassionate Buddha! Please send down a miracle to punish this ignorant mortal!"

Behind them, a group of loudspeakers and the kneeling barbarians also shouted in unison with the loudspeakers. Their pious faces had anger in their eyes. They were very concerned about what happened before.

Lin Huai'an didn't pay much attention to it at first, but he found that there seemed to be a slight fluctuation of vitality in the ancient temple.

So far, he had only seen vitality in Xu Qianyuan, but there was actually vitality in this weird temple, which immediately aroused his alertness and curiosity.

The shouts from the loudspeakers were neat and loud, with strong penetrating power. Even in the vast windy and sandy desert, there were echoes.The ancient temple covered by yellow sand seemed to be injected with some mysterious power at this time. The entire ancient temple trembled and buzzed. What was even more amazing was that Sanskrit sounds were actually sung in the ancient temple.

The soft chanting like a soliloquy sounded in the ancient temple, echoed in the desert, and resonated with the shouts of the believers outside.

The Sanskrit sounds drowned out the shouts of the believers, and it seemed that only this soft chant was left in all directions in the desert. The loudspeakers hurriedly knelt down and worshiped with fanatical piety, and some people even shouted that the Buddha had appeared.

Lin Huaian carefully observed the ancient temple. Apart from the fluctuation of vitality, there was no other sign. This kind of strange phenomenon of the ancient temple chanting in the depths of the desert was also unheard of.

The Sanskrit sound did not stop, and there was another bell ringing from the ancient temple, mixed with the softly sung Sanskrit sound. As the bell rang, a giant golden body of Buddha was born out of thin air above the ancient temple.

Lin Huai'an glanced at it, and saw that the golden body of this giant Buddha was at least ten feet high, and the whole body was shining with golden light, as if illuminating the entire desert.

He had seen the scene of Xu Qianyuan emerging from the jade tube before, so Lin Huaian was not too surprised when faced with this abrupt golden Buddha statue. With his previous vitality, he suspected that there might be someone similar to Xu Qianyuan in the ancient temple.

He was just passing by, and he immediately thought about it and took the initiative to walk towards the ancient temple.

The loudspeakers did not expect to face such a spectacle. This man from the Central Plains did not kneel down to worship, but continued to move towards the ancient temple unscrupulously. They were shocked and angry, but because the Buddha was here, they did not dare to shout angrily. Not even daring to step forward to stop him, he just looked at everything stupidly.

"Amitabha, why don't you kneel down and worship me when you see me?"

A thick voice came from the giant golden Buddha. The voice was very loud and gave people an invisible suppressive force.

Lin Huai'an felt somewhat certain that it was just a show-off. If he really had the ability, why not show up directly?

With a chuckle, Lin Huaian didn't talk nonsense and punched the giant Buddha's golden body directly!
Facing such a vision for the first time, Lin Huaian didn't hold back and threw out [-]% of his strength. With this punch, he was very confident that no one in the world could stop him, even this strange vision.

"That's Buddha, a god who has appeared in the world. How can you be so unreasonable!"

The angry shouts from the leader's trumpet came from behind him, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore. How could the Buddha, whom he had worshiped sincerely for his entire life, be insulted like this?

Lin Huaian didn't look back and sneered: "God? No, that's your god. I only believe in myself!"

The strong wind of the fist stirred up a piece of sand in the desert. The sand passing by was directly interrupted by the airflow generated by the punch. Everything in the world seemed to flow backwards. Everything seemed to flow backwards. They all headed towards the giant Buddha's golden body.

Under that punch, no one between heaven and earth can stop it!Even this so-called Buddha!

In the sky above the ancient temple, the giant Buddha's golden body had a calm expression from beginning to end, showing no sadness or joy. Apart from a few rude and rude comments coming from his mouth, he could only watch the punch coming.

With a loud bang, cracks appeared on the wall of the ancient temple that had existed for unknown years, spreading like cracked spider threads in all directions. The entire ancient temple was served by trumpet believers. The existence that was the shelter of the gods was instantly shattered at this moment.

With this punch, the ancient temple shattered and collapsed with a bang. Bricks and tiles fell to the ground one after another, sinking into the vast sea of ​​sand. Only the lonely wailing of the wind could be heard throughout the desert, as if it was crying out for injustice.

(End of this chapter)