We managed to temporarily freeze the underwater formation and reached the bottom of the river.

But then the problem arises, the Baihe Temple we are looking for is a sect of cultivation that has sunk under the water, not a bronze bell in the current Buddhist hall.

There is still a chicken bone stuck on the door of the Buddha hall, and it has not gone through many years of baptism at a glance.

Huang Bawang and Lao Bai may be in this hall now.

We only have one water bead, so it's impossible to move separately.

The clue points directly to the main hall, and since we can't separate, we can only venture in.

I pointed to the inside of the door, which was dark, and motioned for Wei Rubing and the two of them to follow.

Then, with one hand forward, a tortoiseshell glowing blue appeared in front of me.

The Divine Tortoise Shell has been put together by my sacrifice, and although the rift still exists, it is still useful.

I stepped into the main hall, and as soon as I crossed the threshold, the bubbles formed by the water beads disappeared.

There was no water inside the door, and it was a dry place filled with air.

This makes us a little strange and we are all on our guard.

There was no unusual smell in the air, only a faint smell of incense.

I heard what seemed to be a voice inside, so I used the Divine Mind to inform the two people behind me.

We immediately stopped, only to realize that the sound was not coming from us.

There was a clattering sound in the dark, not loud, but very clear.

The sound was there from the moment we entered, and it rang at the same frequency as the last time it rang at a second-to-second interval.

The space to avoid the water, the strange noise, we were immediately ready to shoot at any time.

I looked forward, after years of cleansing by the aura, the eyes of the Heavenly Tribulation could not see through the darkness.

Not only that, but even after my divine thoughts were released, I couldn't take in the entire hall.

I can't help but think of how I look at this place from above, no matter how I look at it, this hall can't be so big.

Fortunately, our back road was still there, and the door of the temple behind us flashed with a blue faint light.

It's definitely not okay to go on like this, we weren't careful enough when we came in, and we probably couldn't hide our whereabouts, so we just went straight.

A golden flame appeared beside me, shaped like a golden crow, flying in the dark space.

The Fuki Yang Fire lit up the surrounding area within a few tens of meters, but all we could see was the floor tiles under our feet.

The floor tiles are in the shape of a long strip, surrounded by lotus patterns, and the whole is golden, I don't know if it is made of pure gold, and the floor tiles are also inlaid with gems according to a certain law.

"These gems seem to make a pattern!" I said.

Bian Pao bent down, looked at the gems inlaid on the ground, and said with a somewhat serious face: "This place must be very important, these are the seven treasures of the Buddhist family on the ground!"

The Seven Treasures of Buddhism generally refer to the treasures among them, including gold and silver, amber, agate, glaze and clams, etc., which give them special meanings.

These things have been moved forward to the floor tiles, indicating that this must be very important.

The sound of da-da was still around us, sometimes farther away, sometimes quickly closer, but we never found the source.

The weirder things go, the more worried I am about the two of them.

The two of them might as well be captured by the monks now, so that their lives would not be in danger.

There is still a way out behind us, and we have no intention of turning back now.

It can't be another world here, even if the Sumeru Formation can expand the space, there must be a boundary.

We walked straight forward, and the golden crow that Fumuyang had turned into had been hovering around us, but nothing strange continued to appear.

Eventually, the strange sound was gone, replaced by a purring sound.

We are all familiar with this sound, because it is the sound of snoring.

And the voice was long, and it sounded a bit like thunder.

Among the people I know, there are two people who can do this level, one is Zheng Fatzi, whose traces are a mystery, and the other is Huang Bawang.

There is no clue that Zheng Fatzi will appear here, so the person who is snoring not far from us now can only be Huang Bawang.

By the light of Fuki's fire, we glanced at each other, obviously not expecting things to unfold like this.

"I wouldn't have come if I had known!" the side cannon stomped his foot, and the golden floor tiles on the ground suddenly emitted a golden light.

The golden light disappeared very quickly, and it was gone in the blink of an eye, and the floor tiles under the side cannon also returned to calm.

We thought we might have touched the trap, and we all sacrificed our magic weapons to prepare for the attack.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no change in the surroundings.

I didn't blame the side guns, but whispered: "Be careful, don't do useless things!"

We don't want to find out what secrets are here, we just want to get the Yellow Overlord and them back first.

We were all relieved that the expected attack didn't happen, and we moved on.

We had gone far away, and now when we looked back, there was only a glimmer of light like a broad bean at the temple gate.

And as we moved on, there was a little light in front of us.

The light grew brighter and brighter, and finally a pillar of light was formed.

A hand appeared in front of us!

This is not a human flesh and blood, but a golden statue.

A large golden hand, the palm of which is about the size of a truck, is downward, and it slaps on the ground, like a person slapping a table.

When I looked up, I could only see near the elbows of the big hands, and then up it became indistinct.

At this time, on the side of this big slap, there is a person snoring.

If there was no one here, then the current person can only be Huang Bawang.

I stretched out my hand and pushed, and the Fumu Yang Fire immediately floated forward, flying in front of the figure.

When I look at it this way, the person who is leaning on the golden body Buddha's hand and sleeping is indeed Huang Bawang.

This guy is holding Lao Bai's tail with one hand, and his big head is sleeping on the golden palm.

Huang Bawang's situation seems to be very good, but Lao Bai, who is holding his tail, looks a little weird.

The golden light seemed to be drilling into his body, and Lao Bai's body was bubbling out with a moonlight like a match, blocking the invasion of the golden light.

In the golden light, there seemed to be a Buddha sound playing and singing, and the golden flowers were falling, but Lao Bai was unmoved, his eyes were closed, urging the demonic power in his body.

When I look at it, I know that Lao Bai's situation is critical, and if it goes on like this, most of them will be taken away by others.

I don't care if I have a cause and effect with Buddhism or not, Ruomu Sword flew out directly, turned into a sword wheel, and slashed on this golden big hand.

(End of chapter)