An agreement was reached, Chen Yi had a weight in his hand, grasped some initiative, didn't talk any more nonsense, jumped into the entrance of the underground palace.

Slowly, Chen Yi's little heart hung higher and higher, as if it was a bottomless pit, and after a minute or two, it didn't even land.

This Nima is hundreds of meters tall, right?

When Gongcho Jebu handed him the jade flute, he knew that it must not be simple, otherwise he would not have spent such a big price, but he didn't expect that just one entrance would make his heart almost jump out.

"Poof!"

Just when Chen Yi felt that the speed of the fall was fast to the limit, and the wind hit his face a little painfully, he finally fell to the bottom.

Chen Yi's hanging heart finally fell back into his stomach, fortunately it was a waterhole, otherwise even if it was himself, he would have to fall into meat sauce, not to mention Han Wenxue and others.

After staying in the water for more than two minutes, Chen Yi came out and swam to the shore with all his might.

"Chen Yi?"

A voice with joy sounded in his ears, and a pretty figure appeared in front of Chen Yi, who was it not Han Wenxue?

"Panic!"

Even if the little bastard Qingli can sleep again, he has no heart or lungs, but after such a long period of weightlessness and holding back in the water for so long, he will not be sleepy.

It heard Han Wenxue's voice, and its four little paws paddled in unison, chopping the wind and waves in the water, quickly swimming to the shore and jumping into her arms, much faster than Chen Yi.

Han Wenxue hugged Qingli in her arms and cried with joy, in this short ten minutes, in this hellish place, she was tormented, and now seeing that they also came down, she finally had something to rely on.

"As long as I'm here, I won't let you get hurt, and sooner or later they will have to pay the price!"

Chen Yi swam out of the pool, walked over, gently patted Han Wenxue's shoulder, and said.

"I know, I know, I'm not afraid of you!"

Han Wenxue hugged Chen Yi tightly, pressed her beautiful face to his chest, shed tears, and complained while crying, which was extremely pitiful.

Chen Yi held her in his arms, patted her back gently, felt the two warm tears on his chest, his face was a little cold, and he also blamed himself.

The reason why Han Wenxue and the others were brought here was of course Gongcho Jiebu, but if he had the strength to crush a few people, he would not let them fall into danger, so frightened.

"Ahem!"

At this time, Han Zhizhang walked over from the side, "Chen Yi, where is Gongcho Jebu?"

This old father-in-law who resolutely opposes his daughter being with Chen Yi no longer hinders the two at this time. There is no need, he has already found that unless Han Wenxue is brought back to the United States and the two cannot see each other for the rest of their lives, it is impossible to beat the mandarin ducks and tear off the red line.

Since coming to Huaxia, Han Zhizhang has looked at his daughter's affection for Chen Yi, and it has reached the point where he is determined not to marry.

And Chen Yi finally lived up to Han Wenxue, rescued a few people in the wolf pack, and was coerced all the way because of the relationship between several people, taking a huge risk to enter the Potala Palace.

If it weren't for them, Chen Yi would be fully capable of walking away, and no one would be able to stop him.

Although Chen Yi has other women, there is a reality that makes Han Zhizhang very helpless, that is, Han Wenxue is willing, and Chen Yi can also give her happiness.

If the two are forcibly separated, I am afraid that Han Wenxue will hate herself for the rest of her life and will suffer for a lifetime. Instead of making a fuss like that, it is better to pinch your nose and fulfill the two of them, at least your daughter is happy, although this happiness is very stupid and naïve.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Before Chen Yi could answer, three people who fell into the water told him the answer, and Gongcho Jiebu jumped down one after another and fell into the pool.

Gongchojiebu and the others came out of the water, greeted Chen Yi, and then walked into the darkness under the leadership of the short and thin old man.

"Whew!"

The short and thin old man's fingers flicked and led

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Two copper containers the size of a washbasin filled with solid grease were burned.

"Huo!"

It wasn't until this time that Chen Yi saw what it looked like clearly.

A huge bronze gate appeared in front of them, this gate was more than ten meters high, the gate was carved with countless birds and beasts, mountains and rivers, and in the middle there was a monk with a long body and fluttering sleeves, standing barefoot on the ground.

Unlike the Buddha statues in the Potala Palace, the depiction of this monk is extremely exquisite, and the lines on the skin can be clearly distinguished.

He stood there, his face was neither happy nor sad, but it seemed to have exhausted the joys, sorrows, sorrows and fears of the world; he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, turning the prayer wheel carefully, but his eyes were everywhere, and everyone felt that his eyes seemed to fall on themselves; he was just a portrait, engraved on the bronze gate, but Chen Yi felt as if he was alive, alive, and would come out at any time.

Everyone was amazed, including Chen Yi, including Gongcho Jebu, except for the short and thin old man.

They always thought that the exterior of the Potala Palace was shocking enough, but no one expected that this underground palace was the real shock.

Han Wenxue covered her mouth and said, "That person is Master Padmasambhava?"

Gongcho Jebu smiled hoarsely and said, "Yes, he is Padmasambhava, the founder of Tibetan Buddhism, who preached the reincarnation of cause and effect, but secretly came back after death and built such a large tomb for himself. ”

There was also a sense of excitement on the face of the short and thin old man, as if there were countless treasures hidden behind this gate.

"Ah, this, is this Qingli?"

Xu Qing's surprised voice sounded, pointed to the stone wall on the side of the gate, and said.

Chen Yi's divine sense has no effect here, even if it is released, the feedback result is still a mountain rock, and the difference between it and the scene in his eyes is too big. Therefore, he can only see with his eyes, take back his divine sense, and save some spiritual power.

Xu Zhiyuan was beside Xu Qing, his eyes were also attracted by this majestic door, and when his sister said this, he also found a problem.

"This, this seems to be Qingxuan, right?"

Chen Yi walked over, and his body shook violently.

"This, this can't be!"

He looked there in disbelief, it was too subversive.

Han Zhizhang and his wife also walked over, and they were also shocked when they saw the place Xu Qing was pointing to.

Only the three of them were not too surprised, as if they had known about it for a long time. It's just that when the three of them looked at Qingli, the light in their eyes became even hotter.

On both sides of the bronze giant gate, there are two huge stone pillars, and the stone pillars are carved with four images, each of which has the figure of Qingli, whose size and appearance, and even the cunning on his little face, are the same as Qingli who was being held in Han Wenxue's arms.

In these images, in addition to Qingli, there are nine other figures, six men and three women, but their appearance is not as clear as Qingli.

But judging from the size of their clothes and bodies, there is no doubt that these people should be Chen Yi.

The thinnest person with long braids is the short and thin old man, two women and a man standing together, it should be Han Wenxue's family of three, Xu Qing and Xu Zhiyuan The two brothers and sisters supported each other and stood next to them, while Chen Yi was at the front, and on his shoulders stood the little bastard.

In the portrait, nine people and one beast pushed open the door, entered the interior, and then encountered all kinds of fierce beasts, including a huge python, a Kunpeng soaring in the air, and an unknown monster with a steel fork and a bird's head......

In the end, only three of the nine men and one beast left with the eight monsters. This beast is naturally Qingxin, but these three people are, vague.

Their clothes and figures were completely blurred, their faces had no noses and no eyes, as if they were deliberately covered, and their figures were all of the same height, and it was impossible to tell who they were.

And the whereabouts of the other six people were not explained, whether they were alive or dead did not say much.

Xu Qing looked at her brother with fear, and said, "Brother, is this us? Only three of us can go out?"

Xu Zhiyuan is also afraid, if it is really as said on this picture scroll, I am afraid

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