C397 Decapitation of Tongue

"Next to my ears is a buddhist art, and my voice is loud like thunder."

This sudden rise of the Buddhist chant came from nowhere and poured into Xu Lin's ears, his mind buzzing.

In a trance, he seemed to hear the melodious ringing of bells on the mountain. He seemed to see the multicolored light and the holy Great Buddha gazing at him. The Great Buddha was feeling pity for the world