Chapter 641 God Statue and Freedom (Two Updates!)

Chapter 641 God Statue and Freedom (Two Updates!)

This seems to be some ancient temple, its walls made of rocks carry the glory of the past and the glory of the present.

It doesn't look extravagant, but it has an awe-inspiring demeanor.

Bald heads, big and small, sat cross-legged in the temple like this, humming scriptures praising the gods and praying.

The hustle and bustle of the world stops here, the entanglement of all things is cut off here, and time becomes slow and gentle...

Although the material poverty plagued the monks' bodies, the spiritual baptism made people feel particularly satisfied and intoxicated.

The monks are practicing in this holy place that originated from the belief of the gods, and what they yearn for is to reach the otherworldly realm of the gods.

"Toil and hardship are all trials; poverty and injury are all trials..."

"God is watching us, He gave us whipping and singing..."

"Patience and prostration, for God is watching us..."

"Under the gods are lambs, only the shepherd dogs can hear the voice of the gods..."

"God's will guides us, and all we have to do is obey Him without reservation..."

And at this moment, a six-armed bald man among the monks suddenly opened his eyes.

There seemed to be a hint of gold in his pupils, which made him look different from the monks with white pupils around him.

However, all the monks with white pupils had their eyes closed, except for the monk in the same white robe standing on the steps:

He is the only one with eyes open among all the monks, because he conveys the will of the gods, and also carries the food and drink of all monks.

Because those monks with closed eyes cannot move freely conveniently, he has to deliver food to each monk.

Or gluttonous feasts, or porridge leftovers, all served by him.

And what he delivered was also given the name of a god.

"Why open your eyes, monk?"

At this moment, the white-robed monk looked directly at Yi Qiu and said solemnly.

Suddenly, the entire temple became silent.

The monks with closed eyes all looked at Yi Qiu, and I don't know how they could tell the difference. Perhaps there was a similar feeling among the monks with closed eyes.

Yi Qiu didn't answer, he stood up.

Already in a super-sized state, he looked very eye-catching among the many monks sitting cross-legged on the ground, and this also made him look even more out of place.

Some kind of unimaginable power suppresses Yi Qiu's will, but even if it suppresses the vast lake of soul to the bottom of the lake.

But the lake still exists, and the moment it transforms from the chaotic form of mortals into the vast lake, the permanent change occurs:

That is an essential change, the most decisive choice of the soul.

"What do you want, monk, your recklessness violates the peace that the gods have given you!"

"What you are peeping at is the world of misery that the gods have wiped away from you!"

"What you despise are the glorious precepts sharpened by the gods!"

"What you destroy is the sacred path given to you by the gods!",

"What you have committed is an unforgivable sin!"

"It is a betrayal of what you have practiced, an insult to your sacrifice, and a disdain for your choice!"

The white-robed monk looked at Yi Qiu with cold eyes, and following his words, some invisible chains seemed to wrap around Yi Qiu's body.

The chains prevented him from laughing freely, singing recklessly, drinking to his heart's content, and venting his anger...

Because you need to act according to the commandments of the gods, because you need to rely on the grace of the gods to survive, because...

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, and the invisible chains turned into tangible substances in his spiritual world.

But it may be able to lock the unrestrained chaos, the flowing water without any support, and the nothingness that is at a loss...

But what it can't lock is the icy order that has already formed a solid lake body...

"I forgot a lot of things..."

Yi Qiu looked at the white-robed monk and said.

"I can't remember my name, I can't see the truth of this temple clearly, and I can't break the tight chains..."

"Honor or dignity, light or kindness, evil or depravity, I have completely forgotten..."

"but……"

Yi Qiu raised his fists, and some kind of invisible light shone on the six huge fists:

"What I cannot tolerate, I still cannot tolerate!"

The next moment, his body suddenly disappeared from the spot!

The huge shock wave knocked all the closed-eyed monks aside, and they slammed into the wall of the temple heavily, dyeing the bleak brilliance a bright red color!

Like a teleportation, Yi Qiu appeared beside the white-robed monk.

He didn't attack immediately, but grabbed him close to his face, looked into his pale eyes and said:

"I only follow, my order!!"

"Tear!"

The next moment, blood and filth polluted this hall, which was regarded as a pure land by many monks!

Some kind of turbulent power surged in Yi Qiu's chest. In his opinion, the temple and the monks were just a pile of withered wreckage!

And at this time, the god statue that was placed high on the top also came back to life!

It looked at Yi Qiu with its pale clay body, and a heavy and solemn voice sounded:

"Why resort to violence, isn't that what you're after?"

Yi Qiu raised his head, and only then did he notice that the statue had a face exactly like his, and even the details of its body perfectly matched him.

It is obviously a body of clay sculpture, but it seems to interpret the entire life of a certain creature in a certain moment.

"What am I after?"

Yi Qiu looked at him, and the golden light in his eyes became more intense from a certain moment.

That golden light is a restless swimming fish, stirring freely in this ancient and solemn temple...

"I can't even remember, you know this clay sculpture?"

Not much to say, Yi Qiu raised six huge fists and stepped forward to hammer on the clay statue!

"Bang!!"

What is astonishing is that under Yi Qiu's hammering, the clay statue made a sound as if hitting some kind of hard material.

But Yi Qiu didn't stop attacking, the next moment, his six arms turned into endless phantoms and hammered fiercely on the statue!

"Bang!"

"Bang!!"

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""Kang..."

"when!!!"

Finally, at the moment when those closed-eyed monks rushed there with fanaticism and anger on their faces, time seemed to stand still.

In the next moment, the originally solid statue that seemed to be immortal for thousands of years collapsed like this!

But the golden light in Yi Qiu's eyes suddenly became brighter, and the divine power that had been suppressed above his consciousness was directly expelled out of control!

Yi Qiu looked at the wreckage of the broken statues everywhere and the many monks who turned into dust together with the broken statues, he touched his bald head, his eyes were still calm and cold:

"God? Even if I embark on this path, I will not accept the singing of even one person..."

"Without a trace of fetters, you can achieve freedom without a trace of dust..."