Hearing that shrill scream, Fang Qian and the great monks were stunned.

Fang Qian frowned, hesitating whether to go in or not.

The great monks became panicked.

Looking at those Buddha statues with wide eyes and weird smiles, I felt very nervous.

Fang Qian glanced at these monks, and with his cognitive eyes, he could see through almost all the time in their lives.

Nothing worthy of his attention.

Even though they have lived in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Hall for a long time, they don't know much about this building.

All I know is that every Buddha statue in the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas is painted stroke by stroke with paint mixed with human blood and brain matter.

Among these old monks, one of them once saw someone who painted Buddha statues.

That was a young man, as if he had melted into the light. In the memory of the past, he could no longer see his face clearly. The only thing that could be remembered clearly was the spotless clothes and the joints on his body. Well-defined, slender and strong fingers.

I remember that at that time, even King Ming Buddha had to wait carefully behind that person.

The majestic King Ming Buddha is just like a cowardly and resigned slave.

Fang Qian withdrew his gaze, looked up at the sky, and then at the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas in front of him, his gaze was quite profound.

All the believers in the city gathered towards him, their faces full of evil looks, and many of them were stained with blood.

They were waving wooden or iron rods, waiting for Fang Qian's order to destroy the Ten Thousand Buddhas Hall!

Seeing this scene of holding an open flame, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas carved on the outer wall of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Hall seemed to be shocked. They quickly closed their eyes, and some even covered their eyes with their hands.

He looked like he didn't dare to look any further.

Fang Qian thought about it silently and gave an order to these believers who had been brainwashed by him: "If I don't give a new order, burn this place down in one hour!"

"Yes, Lord God!"

A large number of believers promised in unison with flushed faces.

For them, destroying Wanfu Hall was only secondary. What was important was that they were personally assigned the task by Fang Qian!

Just obeying the oracle's instructions is enough for them to risk their lives!

After the explanation, Fang Qian walked directly into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Hall.

How can a person's life in this world be smooth sailing?

If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cubs?

If you don't even have the courage to go deep into such a dangerous place, you'd better go home and have a good sleep as soon as possible, and don't talk about seeking immortality!

Anyway, it’s just a clone!

Seeing Fang Qian who had arrived in front of him, many old monks were so frightened that they quickly shrank their necks and tried to get out from both sides of Fang Qian.

Fang Qian never said he would let them go.

These old monks are not his followers, and they also possess certain extraordinary powers. If they are let out, they may not know how to harm their followers!

He didn't do much, he just removed the electromagnetic force between atoms in these old monks' bodies.

This caused them to gradually disappear from the world inch by inch, as if they had never appeared before.

Fang Qian took a look at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Hall, which had become dark and strange. Under the enthusiastic greetings of thousands of believers, he stepped in under the playful scrutiny of a large number of Buddha murals.

He was very interested in the murals of Buddha and Bodhisattvas that could be seen everywhere along the way, and tried to dig out one or two.

If that doesn't work, you can still make one or two rubbings.

This frightened the muralists, who quickly closed their eyes and pretended to be dead.

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