I Will Be a Monk at the End of the World

I woke up from the compassionate light of the Buddha, looked up and saw sin, and I was both crazy and terrified. Civilization invaded, mechas ran rampant, arks wandered in the sky, and shadows fell like darkness. When the alien steel knife struck my head, I silently looked at the "Seventy-two Special Skills of Shaolin" in my hand: The Powerful Vajra Palm, the Powerful Vajra Legs, the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Qianye Hands... I, Tu Tian, want to tear off a bright era with my own hands!