Chapter 391: Thousand Divine Tribulations!

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According to legend since ancient times, there will be a catastrophe on the land of China!

A catastrophe that is enough to shake the world and cry ghosts and gods!

There is also a legend that a book called 'Heavenly Cry' has a detailed introduction to this catastrophe.

Historically, only three people have read the 'Heavenly Cry' scripture.

The first two have long been history, and this third person is the 'mud bodhisattva'.

Therefore, when the mud bodhisattva saw the tears in the corners of the eyes of the stone Buddha statue in front of him, his eyes suddenly widened like copper bells.

He couldn't believe the picture of the stone Buddha shedding tears in front of him, just as he couldn't believe that the disaster recorded in the 'Heavenly Crying Sutra' would emerge at this moment.

Even after a long time, the mud bodhisattva still remembers the disaster predicted in the 'Heavenly Cry Sutra'.

Just because ...... This catastrophe used to appear in front of his eyes in the form of a picture.

Therefore, it makes him unforgettable.

Even when he thought about it now, he still trembled.

That catastrophe was called—

A Thousand Divine Tribulations!

During the catastrophe, thousands of Buddhas cried together, and all gods were sad!

And now this stone Buddha statue suddenly burst into tears, which is the beginning of the picture that the mud bodhisattva saw that day.

Seeing that the two lines of tears in the corners of the eyes of the Buddha statue in front of him had already crossed his cheeks, the mud bodhisattva hurriedly turned around and left the ruined temple.

"I'm going to inform the people of Shenzhou before the catastrophe comes!"

As he said this, his figure disappeared into the afterglow of the remnant sun in the sky like a black light.

At the same time, the Buddha statues in thousands of temples on the land of China suddenly burst into tears, but unfortunately, no one knew about this wonder.

In the Qiantang River, a fisherman is collecting nets and preparing to return home.

The river scene in front of them is beautiful and intoxicating at this moment.

As one poet said:

A remnant sun spreads in the water, half of the river is sorrowful and half of the river is red!

But although there was a beautiful scenery in front of them, they had no intention of appreciating it.

It's just that the red glow above the head gradually became gloomy at some point.

Their hearts suddenly became depressed.

These fishermen, who make a living from fishing, all turned extremely ugly in this situation.

Because they know that a rainstorm is coming!

Before they had time to think about it, these fishermen hurriedly used all their strength and paddled quickly to the shore, wanting to land quickly.

On the riverside, the women who were about to take the head of the family home all shouted at this moment.

"Boss, come back quickly!"

"Brother Hai, paddle quickly!"

But the moment their shouts rang out, a strong wind suddenly blew in the river.

Whoop Boom Boom --

The river wind drowned out their voices, filling the ears of the fishermen.

At this time, the fishermen, who had rowed half the way, suddenly noticed that the otherwise calm river was rippling.

From time to time, the waves slapped on their hats, staggering their bodies from side to side.

At this time, the fishermen who saw that the situation was not good had already jumped into the river with wooden oars and abandoned the boat to escape.

But there are also fishermen who still stick to the boat at this time, desperately paddling and fighting against the tumbling river.

On their faces, sweat mixed with river water and ran down their cheeks.

Whoop Boom Boom --

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, making it almost impossible for these fishermen standing on the boat to stand still, and they swayed from side to side one by one, but even so, they still did not abandon the boat and flee for their lives like the previous ones.

Just because this small boat is their life!

Without the boat, they would have starved to death if they had survived.

The waves grew stronger and stronger, and had already submerged the fishermen and their boats several times, but the fishermen were soon back on their feet.

By this time, the sky had completely overcast.

The black clouds that covered the sky pressed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they were about to collide with the rolling surface of the river.

As if hallucinating, the fishermen suddenly noticed that the river seemed to have risen a lot.

At this moment, only a loud roar was heard.

Bang--

The sound was so loud that it suppressed the sound of the waves and the wind, and resounded in the ears of the fishermen.

They subconsciously turned their heads to look, but they all froze.

I saw that the ruins of the Leifeng Pagoda on the sunset mountain on the south bank were scattered and exploded, as if there was an explosion below.

Just as they thought of this, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky.

Bang--

Under the thunder, torrential rain poured down.

In the blink of an eye, the cabin was filled with rainwater.

The fishermen looked down and their faces turned pale.

Some of the fishermen had already let go of their oars and were lying on their backs and weeping.

Although there were fishermen who gritted their teeth and continued to move forward in the monstrous waves, they were soon overwhelmed by the monstrous waves that rolled up from time to time.

On the shore, the women wept in the rain while looking at the river, which was already blurred in the torrential rain.

I want to see the head of their family rowing home.

But until the river spread to their knees on the ground, they did not see the long-awaited figure return.

The torrential rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the river level is rising higher and higher.

On the shore, the women had become corpses, swept away by the sudden waves towards the village a hundred feet away from the shore.

Rumble---

The villagers, who had already taken refuge in their homes when the situation was bad, never imagined that the torrential rain would cause the river to rise.

So, in a panicked cry, their houses were washed away by the floodwaters, and their bodies were drowned in the floods.

In the whirring wind, the mud bodhisattva has done his best, and he has become a half-human and half-stiff, like a zombie, no longer tired and tired.

Under the corpse qi, the strength of the body is even more advanced.

But he didn't come before the flood.

When he finally arrived, all he saw was a sea of water!

Thousands of corpses rippled in the still rolling waves.

Far away, a line of monstrous waves was sweeping towards a town.

After seeing this, the mud bodhisattva hurriedly set off, intending to inform the town before the great wave.

His speed had outpaced the wind, but he couldn't catch up with the waves in the distance.

At this moment, under the stacked dark clouds, four figures flew from a distance.

It was Jiang Fei who flew from Hukou Valley, the Sword Saint, the Nameless, and the Immortal God.

When he saw the scene below, among the four figures, only Nameless changed color, and the other three all had expressionless faces.

The Sword Saint grinned even more and said, "Everyone, after the flood, we can give the Lord a big surprise!"

Speaking of this, he suddenly pouted and exclaimed: "The magnificence of this flood is rare in the world, and after the flood, tens of thousands of people will have to die!"

After the words fell, he sighed with emotion: "Tens of thousands of zombies are enough to make the entire Kyushu continent without any living people!"

The Immortal God nodded when he heard this, and then smiled meaningfully: "It seems that ...... We don't have to spend our energy to find the secret books of martial arts! With these tens of thousands of zombies existing, it won't take three days for the entire Kyushu Continent to be owned by the Lord! At that time, we only need to find some zombies to disperse, and we can collect all the martial arts of the entire Kyushu Continent!"