At the time of the fall of the myth of immortality, the flood that swept through the town with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas was finally photographed heavily in the iron blue face of the mud bodhisattva!

Bang--

The sound of thunder suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth!

The moment the voice sounded, the ancient town that had stood for hundreds of years collapsed in an instant.

Rushing--

The torrential rain is getting heavier and heavier.

At this moment, the whirring storm also raged between heaven and earth, turning the raindrops that fell from the sky into steel spears and iron swords, fiercely penetrating the people who had worked so hard to climb out of the collapsed houses in the flood.

The blood stained the flowing flood red!

Even the mud bodhisattva who had already seen this scene from the 'Heavenly Crying Sutra' was still deeply shocked by the picture that appeared in front of him at this moment!

"Thousand Divine Tribulation!"

"Thousand Divine Tribulation!"

"What a thousand Buddhas cry together, and all the gods are sad!"

"Oh my God, can you really bear to see this?"

"Do you have to let this vast Kyushu be ruined?"

The mud bodhisattva burst into tears on his cheeks, his eyes were red, and he raised his head to the sky and roared.

In the past, if he insulted Heaven or questioned it.

Heaven will strike him with thunder, or bring disaster upon him.

But this time, in his questioning, the sky was still overcast, the torrential rain was still pouring down, and the storm showed no signs of easing.

"Hahaha, the sky has no eyes! people have eyes! the sky is ruthless, people have feelings!"

"Heavens, heavens, you are determined to exterminate Kyushu, and I, the mud bodhisattva, are also determined to save these poor people! If you want to punish, punish my mud bodhisattva!"

The mud bodhisattva didn't see any response from heaven for a long time, but suddenly glared angrily at his eyes and looked up to the sky and laughed angrily.

Then, as if he had gone mad, he leaped down from the high mountain and jumped into the panting flood with a 'poof'.

Although he is a famous scholar in Kyushu, his martial arts are not weak.

Especially not long ago, Li Qing turned him into a half-human and half-stiff existence, and his skills have greatly improved.

So as soon as his figure fell into the flood, he jumped up from the flood with a light technique that was enough to shock the world, and ran on the waves. It is even more shocking than the legendary Bodhidharma ancestor who crossed the river with a reed!

When the people who were struggling in the flood saw the mud bodhisattva at this moment, they thought that God had come to their rescue.

For a while, the voices were chaotic, all of them were voices begging the mud bodhisattva to save them first.

"God, God, I'm here, hurry up....... Goo, save me, I'm ...... Goo, my family has thousands of dollars, set ...... I will shape your golden body!"

"Save my boy!

"God, I'm a good man......! Goo, no...... Not....... Goo ......"

In the chaotic voices, many people were shouting, and they were slapped into the water by the waves, and never came up again.

Listening to the words of these people, the mud bodhisattva's eyes were already red.

He wanted to save everyone, but he was limited in what he could do.

For a moment, I saw him running back and forth in the flood waves, first fishing for one with his left hand, then carrying one with his right hand, and then carrying another on his back.

The flood is so strong that the town has long been submerged!

He could only place the rescued people on a hill that had not yet been flooded.

But the hill was five or six hundred feet from the town.

By the time he had returned to the flood with people on a hill, dozens or hundreds of people had been swept away by the floodwaters. There are also many who have become floating corpses floating with the waves!

When the mud bodhisattva returned to the hill again and placed the rescued three people on the hill, a woman who had already been rescued by him suddenly rushed up and grabbed his chest, crying bitterly: "Why don't you save my son, I have already kowtowed to you three times, but why don't you save my child......!" He's that small!"

When she was crying here, the woman raised her hand and pointed at the three people whom the mud bodhisattva had just rescued, and cried and scolded again: "What kind of god are you? Why would you rather save them than save my son? Is it because they promised to give you a golden body? Since you only save the rich, what qualifications do you have to be a god?"

Although her words only resounded in the ears of the mud bodhisattva, they were like a steel knife and iron spear, deeply inserted into his heart.

But he knew that human nature was like this, so he could only say: "This eldest sister, you let me go first, there are still many people waiting for me in the flood!"

When the woman heard what he said, she immediately became mad.

After a few miserable laughs, he cried and scolded: "You let my son die in the flood, and you don't even want to listen to me complain?" Hehehehe, you want to save those who promised to give you a golden body? Then kill me first! Anyway, my son is dead, and I have no need to live!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her arms and hugged the mud bodhisattva's waist hard.

With the current strength of the mud bodhisattva, an ordinary woman like this can easily shake them away when a hundred people come to hold him.

But he was merciful by nature, and he was afraid that his skill would hurt the woman. As a result, for a moment she was bound by this woman and could not move. But if he hadn't shaken the woman away, there was no telling how many people would die in the flood.

Thinking of this, the mud bodhisattva's face was ugly, and he only felt in a dilemma.

At this moment, an old lady with a wrinkled face stepped forward, trembled and pulled the woman's arm, and said: "Xiangzi Mom, let's not embarrass God, let him go and help more people! Xiangzi is gone, everyone is very uncomfortable, but we can't let more people lose their relatives! After all, people's hearts are flesh and blood!"

When she finished saying this, the woman suddenly turned her head, stared at the old lady with red eyes, and sneered: "Hehe, you are safe with mother and son! Your son is fine, you naturally say so!"

After hearing her words, the old lady was silent, so she had to shake her head and sigh softly and turn away.

As she turned, the woman's eyes were sharp, and suddenly she saw a sharper stone in front of the old woman. At that moment, he shouted in a low voice: "Even if God saves you, I will not let your mother and son reunite!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly let go of the arms that were holding the waist of the mud bodhisattva, and suddenly turned around and pushed on the old lady's back.

"Oops......"

The old lady stumbled under her push, and after taking two uncontrollable steps, her left foot mixed with her right foot. Fell straight to the ground.

"Mother~~"

Seeing this, the man not far away hurriedly shouted.

But no sooner had he heard than he saw the old lady's forehead hit the sharp stone half a man high.

Bang!

At that moment, there was a sudden sound of collision, and the old lady slowly slipped off the stone.

After her body slid to the ground, the small patch of blood red on the stone appeared in front of everyone.