If Shang Qiang saw Lin Jiawei open this door so easily, he would definitely vomit blood with anger, he wanted to get the things inside too much, but he forgot the simplest common sense, the door not only opened in, but also opened out, and even moved sideways, even forgetting these things, he deserved not to enter.

After Lin Jiawei opened the door and entered, he hurriedly closed the door, lest Shang Qiang and the others realize something and suddenly come back, and then it would be too unworthy to help others make wedding clothes.

After coming in, Lin Jiawei really found the door stopper, and then locked the door stopper to ensure that nothing went wrong, and then turned around and looked at the situation in the hall.

I saw that in addition to the four golden carved dragon stone pillars erected around the hall, there was only a high platform in the middle, on the high platform was a red carpet, on the carpet was a black half-person high chair, and behind the high platform was a huge statue, more than four meters high, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, with three eyes on the head, obviously the statue of Yang Jian, the god of Erlang.

Looking at the statue above, Lin Jiawei faintly felt a faint pressure, he never thought that just a statue would have such great power, but when he thought of Brother Yang Jian's ability to reach the sky, he also knew it.

Lin Jiawei looked at the black chair above, and had an urge to sit on it, but he still restrained himself, and did not walk up immediately, but walked around, wanting to see if he could still pick up the leak, because he found that as long as he did not get close to the chair, this coercion would not increase.

The hall of thousands of square meters is not small, but it is not very big, Lin Jiawei quickly looked around, but it was a little sad that he didn't find anything, so he had to stare at the seat.

"Once you have entered the Treasure Mountain, how can you return empty-handed, if you can bring this chair or this god statue back to the Cultivator Alliance, it would be great, not to mention anything else, just cultivating under this coercion is also of great benefit." Lin Jiawei muttered to himself, looked at the dozen or so steps in front of him, and walked towards the chair.

As soon as he walked into the high platform, Lin Jiawei felt a strong coercion in his face, and couldn't help frowning, before he walked up the steps, he felt as if he was carrying hundreds of kilograms of things, although such a little weight was nothing to him, but this was just the beginning, and it seemed that it was really difficult to reach the chair.

Finally, Lin Jiawei raised his feet and stepped on the first step, only to feel a bang, like a hill pressing on his body, fortunately Lin Jiawei had already prepared, otherwise he would definitely suffer, but the weight of the hill was within Lin Jiawei's bearing range, so while bearing the weight, his left foot quickly stepped on the second step.

Lin Jiawei only felt that the weight on his body suddenly doubled, if Lin Jiawei didn't guess wrong, the weight of the previous step was twice as heavy as the previous step, then there are a total of...

Lin Jiawei raised his head and said carefully, there are a total of eighteen steps, according to the conjecture just now, the last step will not reach the weight of tens of thousands of hills, I am afraid that Sun Dasheng can withstand such gravity and his face will not change.

It's just that Brother Yang Jian just left a statue of a god, how can it be so powerful, there should be other keys in it, for everything about the immortals, Lin Jiawei is not very clear for the time being, but after all, he has personally experienced the immortals, if Yang Jian's true body arrives, it may still be possible, but there is only a statue, Lin Jiawei doesn't believe it.

But don't believe it, the stairs still have to go, when the left foot is steady, the right foot is lifted, standing firmly on the third floor, withstand the pressure, and take another step towards the top.

Just when Lin Jiawei was slowly climbing the stairs, Shang Qiang and Split Sky were divided into two ways, and the small palace behind the main hall was sweeping, where were they looking for things, they were obviously demolishing the house, and they hesitated that these small palaces had no formation protection, so they were easily opened, and then they took things when they saw them.

They were a little luckier than Lin Jiawei, they really found some good things, and Split Heaven found a teapot with built-in space, although the space inside was not large, but for the current cultivation realm, it was also a superb treasure.

Shang Qiang got a yellow futon made of unknown materials, sitting on this futon can actually increase the absorption of the surrounding aura, it is definitely a weapon for cultivation, and the most important point is that after Lin Jiawei tried the defense of this futon just now, he was surprised to find that he could not destroy it for a while with his heaven-level cultivation, obviously the defense power is amazing.

Shang Qiang and Split Sky are really people in the passage, not only took away things like tables and chairs, but also took away everything that could be moved anyway, and even the stone bricks embedded in the ground, they also tried to pry a few, although it was better than ordinary stones, but ordinary stones, but these two people still didn't let go, and pry a lot of green bricks, it can be said that there is no grass where Shang Qiang and Split Sky have passed.

When the two of them scraped all the palaces, they returned to the gate of the previous main hall, that is, the Erlang Hall where Lin Jiawei was.

"Hey, that kid is gone?" When Split Sky came back, he didn't find Lin Jiawei's existence, and he couldn't help but be a little curious.

"I guess we ran away while we were busy just now, forget it, don't bother with him, count him lucky, this time our harvest is still good, it's not too late for that kid to solve it in the future, let's open this door first." Shang Qiang didn't care where Lin Jiawei was, as long as he didn't disturb himself, in his opinion, the most important thing in the entire dojo must be here, and nothing else could compare with the things in the hall.

"Let's try again now, I just got a futon, it should be able to withstand the force of the rebound, I don't believe that the two of us can't consume an unpresided dead thing." Shang Qiang said viciously, obviously he had made him so embarrassed just now, and he remembered it.

"That, big brother, I just found some of the temple doors open in front of the other temple gates, why don't we try it?" Splitting Sky suddenly thought of the scene he had encountered before, and couldn't help but suggest.

"Then you go and try it." Shang Qiang was told by the Split Heaven, and then remembered that he had also touched the door of the palace and opened it before, but he was in a hurry to collect it and forgot about it, but after the Split Heaven was brought up this time, although he verbally said that he would let the Split Heaven open, he still didn't want to open it in his heart, otherwise he would lose face and lose his hair.

After seeing that Split Heaven didn't open it after trying it, Shang Qiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then said to Split Heaven: "Since it doesn't work, then let's blast him away." ”

Saying that, Shang Qiang took out the futon and tried it, and sure enough, he withstood the roaring bomb that rebounded from the temple gate.

Then the two of them took turns to bombard the temple gate, indeed as Shang Qiang guessed, this temple gate has existed for so long, obviously a lot of energy has been lost all year round, under their wild bombardment, the door was finally opened with a bang. (To be continued.) )