Chapter 1734 — The Mortal World a Purgatory, No Buddha in All the Heavens
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 5 of 5
Shen Mu's body trembled slightly. He did not look on any longer, but kept running toward the Kan Land of the northern frontier. At the Jinjiang Directorate of Works in Jingping, the Dao Ancestor raised his head at this moment and looked toward the Great Thunderclap Monastery; suddenly tears streamed down his aged face.
That Old Buddha who had held out a black iron bowl to beg food for him, the big monk who had accompanied him for a million years, must be gone now.
"Dao Ancestor? " Lin Xuan's face was questioning. The Dao Ancestor turned his head away.
"It is nothing. Continue the work. " And those Buddhas who had left the Buddhist realm were at this moment also turning back to look.
The Tathagata Zhankong did not look at the state of the Buddhist realm, but continued onward leaning on his staff, and said in a muffled, booming voice, "Westward.
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