The three people behind them realized that the black grotto, like a big mouth of the abyss, seemed to be able to swallow up all the darkness.

The darkness was so thick that it covered the grotto layer upon layer, but it didn't reveal half of it.

It seems that there is some prohibition around the grotto, or some kind of barrier, that keeps the darkness firmly trapped in the grotto.

The golden light was swallowed by the darkness for a long time, and there was no reaction at all.

Qi Ziyuan couldn't help but speak: "Stinky monk, are you okay?" Why didn't you respond for a long time? ”

Gashan ignored him at all, he was now closing his eyes, and his mouth was constantly chanting the mantra of death, and as he chanted, one by one, golden Sanskrit characters flew out of the corners of his mouth, and then they were neatly arranged, one by one, golden Sanskrit words, towards the grotto.

While chanting, his gestures kept changing, from the lotus seal to the arhat seal, one by one, Fa Yu came out, and also flew into the darkness.

When the three of them saw Gashan's behavior, they all restrained their spirits and stared nervously at the darkness.

One by one, golden Sanskrit characters and Dharma seals flew into the darkness, and at first they had no effect.

The darkness was as steady as a rock, and it seemed that no matter how much flew in, it could be swallowed up.

After a cup of tea, the darkness seemed to shake a little, shaking slightly, and then, like flowing clouds, the darkness flowed through the grotto, and then the darkness seemed to be half boiled, boiling.

Faintly, you can see a flash of gold inside.

Everyone's hearts lifted.

Gashan's chanting grew slower and slower, slower and slower, and the golden words that flew out of his mouth grew bigger and bigger, until he stopped, and the last golden text was as big as a millstone.

And at the same time as the chanting ended, the last demon subduing seal in his hand was also knotted, and they flew into the boiling darkness together.

Just like watching a silent movie, Xiling Lan saw that the golden words and demon slaying seals entered the boiling darkness, as if a chemical reaction had occurred.

Like a bomb dropped, the golden light was splendour, piercing through the layers of darkness.

The four of them only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and in the center of the darkness, in the place where the golden light was shining, there seemed to be a figure?

But it was too late to think about it, only to see that the golden light forced the darkness to hide, but he couldn't get out of the grotto, so he could only hide in the corner as much as possible.

More and more darkness was compressed into the corners, and gradually, the situation in the grotto became apparent.

First, a pair of black dusty cowhide boots, and above, a gray brocade robe, faintly flashing with dragon patterns against the background of the golden light.

The darkness faded, and at last the face of the man in the darkness was revealed......

Everyone froze.

Such a shining and dazzling, so handsome man like a god, who is not Chu Tianmu?

Although there was a hint of fatigue between his eyebrows and eyes, it still did not damage his handsomeness, but looked more mature and stable.

At this moment, the gray robes on his body bulged out in rows, and his slender hands were clenched, and in the center of his palms were the golden words and Dharma seals that Jiashan had recited.

Those golden words and seals, like the most well-behaved children, shuttled between Chu Tianmu's fingers, then slowly condensed, became smaller, and finally circled, all melting into a ball of golden light, jumping in Chu Tianmu's palm.

Xiling Lan's legs were weak, and he almost didn't sit on the ground, but fortunately, he quickly held on to the stone wall.

Tears blurred...... There was only one thought in his heart: Chu Tianmu is here, he has found himself!