"Hurry up! Hurry!"
"Teacher Yuan, recall a portion of the delinquents and have them go to the Great Tang's Sea Du. If the West Continent would sink, it meant that the Nine Provinces might also sink into the ocean one day.”
"Let the bad guys bring all the people in the world who know how to deal with floods and let them go to the sea. Even though we might not be able to defend against a situation like the one in the West Province, if we can predict it in advance, we can give the people of the Great Tang time to retreat inland.”
Li Shi Min looked at the scene of the mountains collapsing and the earth cracking. he called out to Yuan Tiangang. It was true that he desired longevity, but as the Emperor of the Great Tang, he valued the people of the Great Tang even more.
He had a problem that all emperors had, but it was undeniable that he was an emperor who cared about the lives of the world!
It was not only Li Shimin, the Tang Emperor. Nearly one percent of the land in the West Continent had collapsed. Other than the people in the West Hall, the people of the First Manor in the world had also been mobilized.
In the Great Song Imperial Palace, an inconspicuous civil official took the initiative to invite Zhao Ji to the seaside of the Great Song.
Even Wudang, Emei, Shaolin, and even some demonic sects sent their own people to the seaside at this moment. The West Province had already sunk. They were also worried that the Nine Provinces under their feet would one day welcome such an outcome!
Perhaps their actions were useless, but they instinctively wanted to grasp the situation of the ocean! They were also worried that this world would turn into a swamp!
At this moment, the people of the Nine Regions no longer looked at Dharma's life with the attitude of watching a show. This Bodhidharma was only eighteen years old, but he was already so heavy that it was almost suffocating!
The news of the West Province's coast collapsing had spread throughout the entire West Province in a short period of time! This news caused even those who didn't believe in Buddhism to be in a daze.
Countless people from the entire West Province poured into the Buddhist temple.
When reality collapsed, only the faith in their hearts could give them a moment of peace! The people of Nine Regions finally understood why so many people in the West Continent believed in Buddhism. It was because they knew very well that the whole world might collapse in their dreams!
As for Dharma…
The moment the West Province's coast collapsed, birds circled around him anxiously in the sky, and beasts on the ground bowed to him.
He was not only the hope of the entire West Continent, but also the hope of all life in the West Continent.
However, the eighteen-year-old Bodhidharma, even though he was born intelligent, when such a heavy burden was placed on him, he still couldn't help but want to escape.
He asked the Venerable Prajna Duoluo.
"Why me?"
"Can I really save the West Province?”
"Does Buddha exist?"
"What should I do?"
Such a major event made Prajna Doraemon enter King Xiangzhi's palace immediately. Bodhidharma, on the other hand, had expressed all the fear in his heart in front of his master!
"Why you? " I didn't know that in the face of death, everyone needs to have the support of faith. I don't know if you can really save the West Province. I can only tell you that you can't be chaotic.”
"If you fall into chaos, the entire West Province will fall into chaos!”
"I don't know if Buddha exists or not, but Buddha is the only hope that people in desperate situations can grasp.”
"Don't believe in Buddhism. Everyone in the world can believe in Buddhism, but you can't. It's because you were born a Buddha, and I'm a person with dull wisdom. I can't teach you. Everything can only depend on you.”
One day, Bodhidharma saw his master kneeling before him. He said that he was the Buddha. He said that he was the only Buddha in the West Province.
But Dharma was at a loss.
He was brought to the edge of the collapsed West Continent by King Fragrance. He looked down at the surging sea and countless Indians kneeling before him, looking at him with hope.
At this moment, Bodhidharma somewhat understood his master's words. He was only one person, and only one person! No one could teach him how to do it, because no one knew what Shakyamuni did back then!
They could only place all their hopes on him. They needed a Buddha, and Bodhidharma was their Buddha!
On the day he returned to King Xiangzhi's palace, he told the people of the West Province that he would save the West Province like Shakyamuni did a thousand years ago.
This was the first time he didn't hesitate about his responsibility. Because he couldn't hide, because the entire West Province hoped that he was Buddha!
After that day, he collected all the records about Shakyamuni in the West Continent. He only wanted to know what Shakyamuni had done a thousand years ago. He only wanted to know how he could save the West Province!
At the age of 20, the West Province collapsed once again!
This time, the West Province only had nine-tenths of what it used to have! This year, he walked out of Xiangzhi Palace.
Everyone was waiting, waiting for their Buddha to grow up to the point where he could save them. They prayed, prayed that the earth could hold on for a while longer. They prayed, prayed that Dharma could continue the legend from a thousand years ago.
Ever since then, no one dared to make any big moves on the ground. They didn't even dare to speak loudly. They didn't even dare to run. They walked carefully.
No one asked them to do this, but they still did it. It was because they wanted to give their Buddha more time!
At that time, the West Province was like a quiet country!
Perhaps their actions had truly moved the heavens and earth, or perhaps their actions had really had an effect.
The West Province had been stable for five years.
Although the earth would occasionally collapse in the past five years, it was fortunate that there had never been a large-scale collapse!
This year, he followed in the footsteps of Shakyamuni. Perhaps he really was Buddha. Wherever he went, beasts would kneel and birds would send him off! With a single step, he covered hundreds of miles!
But the West Province was too big.
Even if Bodhidharma traveled thousands of miles a day, it would still take him five years to complete his journey in the West Province.
In just a year, he returned to King Xiangzhi's palace.
The first thing he said when he saw his father and his master was:
" The West Province's ending is already decided…"
"There's a huge gap under the ground. The entire West Province is empty! Back then, Patriarch Shakyamuni had moved the mountain range boulders to fill the empty pivot point.”
"After a thousand years, those mountains and boulders have been crushed into powder. I learned a special ability from the Buddhist scriptures. I can move the West Province in five years, but I can't move mountains.”
"It's rumored that there's martial arts in the distant Nine Provinces. I created a martial art suitable for myself based on the martial arts in the West Province. But if I want to cultivate to the level where I can move mountains, I will need at least a hundred years!”
" The West Province doesn't have a hundred years left!"
"The heavens gave birth to me too late."
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