Thunder and lightning fell from the sky and struck several Buddhist halls in the White Horse Temple. The power of these thunderbolts is obviously far better than the thunder and lightning that destroyed the corpse of Chengming, the glazed roof, the vermilion wall of the Buddha hall in the lightning strike, instantly turned into ashes, following the Buddha Hall, the White Horse Temple in the scripture hall, the pagoda, the monk's house has been struck by lightning one after another, a huge White Horse Temple soon only left a stone square platform, and several courtyard walls are still standing in place, the other qiē, are all disappeared in the lightning and thunder.

Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the old monk standing on the stone platform, her face was like earth, she looked at this thing and made up something to say!

R562 with half a column of incense