I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1422 - 1426: Scrub, Come Over Here

In the blink of an eye, two days had passed, and the area around Xuanlong Temple suddenly carried a sense of oppression as if a black cloud was pressing down on the city, about to destroy it. Even some ordinary residents vaguely felt a sense of unease.

Apart from the central area of Xuanlong Temple, the surrounding two or three kilometers were shrouded in a storm. Even a fool could tell this was by no means normal weather; something unclean had likely taken hold of Xuanlong Temple.

The TV station was frantically reporting the issue, and many Main Gods who had been transported to other regions also noticed this place through various channels.

In just three days, they were already showing signs of exhaustion, and some were even resorting to drugs or other methods to forcibly keep their spirits up.

But even with their Level Two life forms, how long could they hold out?

They were currently in a square-shaped metal room, with nothing but a few beds and food; everything that could potentially harm their lives had been removed from sight.

Yet, even in this way, a cloud of unease still lingered over their hearts.

They took turns sleeping, with the ones awake keeping an eye on potential dangers around them, but even with this, they were physically and mentally exhausted. To endure like this for three months was simply impossible.

So they were desperately seeking any information that could help them through this crisis.

"Don't you think this storm is unusual?" one of the Main Gods asked.

"I've found some relevant information," another Main God said, "It's a historically ancient temple. Such phenomena have occurred several times in history, but never as exaggerated as this time, and there's something you would certainly be interested in."

"Don't keep us in suspense!"

"Once, before a storm, a group of people who kept encountering unexpected accidents entered this temple."

"Unexpected accidents one after another?" They narrowed their eyes. Wasn't this the exact situation they were currently facing?

"So I highly suspect that right now, there are people of ours inside that temple."

"Could it be that temples like these can resist the World Force?"

"It seems there's an ancient temple near our city too. Should we go take shelter there?"

"Let's not jump to conclusions. Right now, we're relatively safe here, and there's no need to expose ourselves to danger over such uncertainty. Let's observe a while longer."

"Alright!"

At the moment, besides organizations like the meteorological bureau, it was only the Main Gods from various worlds who were keeping an eye on this event's developments.

In fact, the meteorological bureau intended to evacuate the monks from Xuanlong Temple, but the storm in the central area had intensified to the extent that vehicles could be overturned, and the air pressure was so low that it had virtually become a forbidden zone.

There was even a strong electromagnetic wave surrounding this area, making communication extremely difficult, with outside news unable to get in, and inside messages unable to get out.

At this moment, more than a hundred monks in Xuanlong Temple were seated cross-legged in the main hall, chanting sutras. Though the power of these sutras was weak, it surprisingly managed to draw out the Buddhist power from the Sharira left by the Xuanlong Mage.

Around Xuanlong Temple, a battle between Buddhist power and the World Force was taking place, evenly matched. But the Buddhist force of Xuanlong Temple was almost at its limit, and the area covered by a faint golden light was slowly shrinking.

Little monks clenched their eyes shut, sweat streaming down their foreheads, and the other monks also appeared to be struggling.

They had encountered this situation a few years ago, and barely, by the power of the entire temple, managed to help those trialists successfully endure for three months. However, this time, the World Force's attack was several times stronger than before.

"Master, that resentment is growing stronger. It seems the power of Xuanlong Temple is hardly holding on."

"Do not get distracted, continue chanting. We have promised the benefactors to help them resist until darkness falls today. There are still nearly two hours left. As monks, we must keep our word."

"Yes, Master!" The monks, though of grave expression, continued to focus hard nonetheless.

"Fellow benefactors, speed up," Yuan Kong Mage turned to glance in the direction of Zhang Menglong and others, where a powerful Buddha's Light seemed to be brewing.

Suddenly, the World Force oppressing Xuanlong Temple grew over twice as strong, as if suddenly provoked by something.

A force sent the monks tumbling, some with low Buddhist cultivation fainting on the spot.

The augmented power weakened, and the power of the Sharira was diminished substantially as pitch-black clouds visibly pressed towards Xuanlong Temple.

In front of Yuan Kong Mage, a group of Grim Reapers wielding scythes seemed to appear, the suffocating feeling even shaking his steadfast heart with fear.

It reminded him of how he fortuitously escaped a Grim Reaper's attack, leading to a month filled with nightmares — the most unforgettable memory of his life...

"You've been awfully cocky these few days. Is it my turn now?"

The storm had less than ten meters to go before reaching the temple gate, and even the outer walls seemed about to crumble. At this moment, Zhang Menglong and others finally emerged from their room.

"To the venerable masters, thank you for safeguarding us these past two days. Now, leave it to me!" Zhang Menglong tossed a golden Buddha statue into the sky.

It was just a statue about twenty or thirty centimeters in height, shorter even than the figurines in Zhang Menglong's display cabinet, but the moment it reached its highest point, it was as if a miracle descended.

The entire Xuanlong Temple was suddenly enveloped in a golden Buddha's Light. This brilliant Buddha's Light penetrated the black mist, piercing the dark realm with countless beams like columns of light.

"Buddha's Light! This is Buddha's Light! The legendary true Buddha's Light!"

In the Buddhist scriptures of this world, it's said that after a master of profound Buddhist knowledge achieves nirvana, they can become a Buddha, and wherever a Buddha goes, they would be enveloped by the Buddha's Light. This power can eliminate all darkness and resentment.

But until now, this legend had never been confirmed, so Buddhism in this world remained merely an ideological faith.

But today, they witnessed true Buddha's Light. Does it indirectly prove the existence of heavenly gods and Buddhas?

"The Buddhist power contained in this Buddha statue far surpasses that of the Xuanlong Mage's Sharira. If only it could be enshrined in our temple."

"Yes, then it could surely protect every believer to live and work in peace and contentment."

"Look, the resentment is about to be dispelled."

"Was that Buddha statue crafted by the benefactor named Zhang? Their understanding of Buddhism is far superior to ours."

"They are truly the ones with great Buddhist law and great wisdom!"

Zhang Menglong walked to the temple entrance, raised a middle finger towards the Grim Reaper formed by the World Force, and said, "Hey, you come over here, you petty spirit!"