Wang Yi's heart moved, and he asked him a little seriously: "Is the master afraid that there are monsters under this temple?"

He didn't think about this at all just now, and the depth of his spiritual power was only a little more than a meter, so after saying that, he cautiously continued to scan downward with his spiritual power again.

Master Kongwu's face became as serious, and after reciting the Buddha's name in a low voice, he nodded affirmatively: "There are classics in the temple." Now, the poor monk is afraid that if the seal fails, the monster will rush out ....... ”

This reason is very powerful, and Wang Yi's incarnation is indeed that the master of emptiness really thinks so, so he .......

"In this way, you tell me, probably where the suppression is, and the two of us will search together. ”

Master Kongwu suddenly smiled bitterly: "The poor monk doesn't know the specific location. ”

Well, Wang Yi knew that he had asked a bad question, if this master really knew, I am afraid that he would not be worried about this bit of abnormal space fluctuations.

"Split up, right?" said Master Void looked at him with some pity.

"Okay!"

……

Although it is the first temple to be built by the official in the history of the Chinese Kingdom, the incense of the White Horse Temple is not prosperous, but the palace and pavilion still silently tell the glory it once had.

Standing here, Wang Yi even felt that it was more peaceful and tolerant than the Shaolin Temple.

When he let go of his spiritual power to observe, he could feel a little different aura from the combination of various palaces.

Although some parts are mutilated, they still have a special aura, which is repression, and assimilation.

Strong, but not tyrannical and ruthless, but revealing a sense of pity.

Wang Yi couldn't help but admire the monks who designed this Buddhist temple back then.

After thousands of years and several reconstructions, it is really not easy to maintain such a relatively complete aura.

Such an aura has a strange bonus to Wang Yi and Master Kongwu's spiritual power exploration.

Wang Yi quickly discovered this, and then asked Master Kongwu suspiciously.

Master Kongwu suddenly raised his eyebrows and was happy: "Lord Wang, your spiritual power was empowered by that high monk, with the atmosphere of Buddhism, and the poor monk is also a cultivator, everyone comes from the same source, this aura was originally built for the resonance of Buddhist disciples." ”

Speaking of this, he sighed: "Speaking of which, the aura of my Shaolin Temple is said to be borrowed from the pattern here. Therefore, it is not a lie that there is a family of Buddhism in the world. ”

Wang Yi was stunned.

Perhaps, when people chant scriptures and do morning classes, they can also be blessed under this special aura.

Of course, Wang Yi's reaction that this kind of spiritual power and Master Void basically came from the same source, which also indirectly proved his cultivation background.

Well, this master isn't going to test himself again, is he?

This suspicious thought flashed in Wang Yi's heart, and after that, he didn't think about it anymore, and the horizontal and vertical, empty master looked at him more kindly.

The two of them exerted their strength at the same time, and in a short time, Wang Yi's spiritual power took the lead in extending to the depth of dozens of zhang below the entire temple.

Hey, there's really a sense of sinister here!

……

The ground is shady, at least the surface of the earth's crust is shady, for example, the first floor of Shui Yunxuan is exceptionally cool, basically there is no need to turn on the air conditioner, although Wang Yi is installed, but most of them are decorations.

But somewhere underground in this White Horse Temple, there was an uncomfortable feeling that made Wang Yi feel cold and sluggish.

At the same time, there seems to be a feeling of being cut by something.

And this feeling occupies a relatively large place, if you want to describe it, it is under the Daxiong Hall of the White Horse Temple.

The entire Mahavira Hall completely covers it, and the other halls and pavilions are all additional blessings.

Wang Yi quickly withdrew his spiritual power, looked at the Master of Emptiness again, saw that the latter was still continuing, thought about it, and began to study those stones with abnormal spatial fluctuations.

Entering the different space twice in a row, although one is a cave sky and the other is a small world, Wang Yi thinks that he is quite familiar with this space fluctuation. This stone is a different space fluctuation that comes with it, and it doesn't look like there is a small world inside, otherwise the town would have been cracked a long time ago.

So, could it be its innate spatial attribute?

Remembering that there are methods of refining weapons in the Peach Blossom Source and Tianmen Cave, and both mention the need for some natural spiritual objects with spatial attributes, Wang Yi's heart is active.

Even if I now have a portable space in a happy town, my parents don't have it, and my wives don't have it!

Moreover, these extraterrestrial meteorites with spatial attributes are so scattered here, there is no reason why Wang Yi does not believe it.

Master Kongwu's search took much longer than Wang Yi expected, and it took him at least half an hour before he opened his eyes leisurely, and his old face became more and more serious.

"Has the king made any discoveries?" Master Kongwu looked worriedly in the direction of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Wang Yi nodded and pointed there: "Underground, dozens of zhang." What kind of monster is this?"

Master Kongwu smiled bitterly: "Since the king benefactor has found out, the poor monk does not dare to hide it." This is the Yin Dragon Emperor Soul. ”

Wang Yi was stunned: "Soul?"

"Lord Wang should have heard about the origin of this temple. Master Void sighed.

Waiting for Wang Yi to nod, it seemed that Emperor Han sent someone to lead the Buddha to build a temple here, and said: "At that time, Emperor Han was already suffering from sympathy, so he used this excuse to go to the Western Regions to introduce the scriptures, and met the messenger on the way and returned. Later, the scripture preacher took a remnant soul on the body of Emperor Han Mou, which merged with the natural Yin Dragon spirit vein here, and became this monster, and was suppressed since then. ”

Wang Yi frowned: "What the master means is that the soul of Emperor Han was first affected by the special nature of this place, and then was led out by the Buddhist scriptures in a special way and suppressed here?

Master Void shook his head: "Perhaps, the living soul." Maybe it's a river of blood. Or maybe it's hell on earth, and there are no more living creatures!"

Wang Yi's eyes widened in surprise: "It can't be so serious, right?"

Master Kongwu pinched the Buddha beads in his hand again, and his old face was full of compassion: "Otherwise, why is there a Ming Dynasty Liu Bowen to cut the dragon vein? It's just that the Yin Dragon spiritual vein here has been mutated, instead of letting everyone cultivate immortals, and then the monster is born and harms the world, it is better to cut the source, without the nourishment of the spiritual vein, everyone is quiet and honest!"

"Huh?" Wang Yi was surprised, even immortal cultivators were involved?

Master Kongwu looked at the left and right again, and then said in a low voice: "Master Wang, you are not an outsider, and the poor monk is not afraid to tell you." Why did you say that more than 40 years ago, a certain senior monk in the Western Regions would ask a certain great man to bring many Buddhist temples and treasures from the Great Buddha Hall of the Forbidden City to this temple?"

Wang Yi was stunned again.

As long as anyone who has checked the history of the White Horse Temple, everyone knows that there has been such an incident: "Wouldn't this also have something to do with this monster?"