Preaching Squad members looked depressed.
This time the backlash was more violent than ever before.
It was as if there was an invisible big hand that firmly grasped the hearts of Preaching Squad and squeezed them hard.
"Cough... cough..."
Zhu Bajie struggled to get up, but felt that all his limbs were shaking and his bones seemed to be falling apart.
"Monkey Brother... this... what the hell is going on?"
Little White Dragon There was blood from the corner of his mouth, and his already pale face was now as pale as paper.
A deep sense of powerlessness enveloped everyone's heart.
They never expected that they would stumble in this Three Pure Ones Temple before they could see the three national masters of the Chechi Kingdom after going through many obstacles along the way.
And the situation was so inexplicable and so embarrassing.
"Changing... can't do it."
"Changing souls... can't do it either."
Sha Wujin also spoke, a little dazed.
Tang Sanzang covered his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Different paths lead to the same destination, and the results are the same."
"No matter what we do, as long as these three clay sculptures are touched, they will revive."
"It will turn into that... that kind of half-human, half-mud monster!"
The aura emanating from that monster is so weird.
Not only is it terrifying, but it also has an evil nature that makes people tremble deep in their souls.
It seems that it is not the holy icon of Three Pure Ones Heavenly Venerates, but some kind of desecrated and distorted existence.
"You can't just waste it like this, right?"
It really can't be wasted.
The air in the hall became more and more solemn, and the pressure from the clay sculptures, although slightly weakened because they stopped moving, did not disappear.
Those three pairs of turbid and twisted eyes were still staring at them.
As if waiting for the next opportunity to attack.
"I don't believe this evil!"
Sun Wukong straightened up suddenly, his eyes filled with golden light.
"Three Burials, stand up for me for a while!"
Before he finished speaking, Sun Wukong swayed and retreated directly to the rear.
Tang Sanzang was stunned, but he reacted very quickly.
There is no need to ask why, it is an instinct developed through years of tacit understanding.
"Get up!"
Tang Sanzang shouted lowly and raised his hands suddenly.
Buzz!
Three volumes of scriptures glowing with golden light flew out from his cassock in an instant.
The scriptures swelled in the wind and turned into three golden light curtains, like three huge shields, blocking everyone in front of them.
Compared with the Optimus Pillar transformed from Sun Wukong by Sea-Calming Divine Needle Iron, although these three volumes of scriptures are full of spirituality, they are still inferior in their ability to withstand coercion.
"Click..."
As soon as the light curtain was propped up, it let out an overwhelmed groan.
Tang Sanzang's face turned pale, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth again.
But he didn't take a step back and held on firmly.
"Monkey Brother. Hurry up!"
"We can't survive much longer without you."
Zhu Bajie shouted from the side, and Nine-Toothed Rake in his hand was also shaking.
When Sun Wukong spoke, they had already propped up their bodies again and resisted, just because they had been injured many times.
Even they themselves don't know how long they can last.
Sun Wukong There is no looking back.
His eyes at this moment were extremely solemn.
He Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils pushed it to the extreme.
Two beams of golden divine light, like real sharp swords, pierced the three clay sculptures fiercely.
"Something's wrong... something's wrong..."
Sun Wukong murmured to himself.
In his vision, the world changes and laws flow.
However, no matter how much he explored, he still found nothing wrong.
"That's weird! That's weird!"
Sun Wukong was so anxious that he scratched his head and scratched his head.
"It's obviously right, why is the result wrong?"
"This doesn't make sense!"
Time passed by minute by minute.
The golden light curtain in front trembled more and more violently.
Tang Sanzang's seven orifices have begun to bleed, and it has obviously reached its limit.
However, he remained silent, waiting for Sun Wukong to stand up on his own.
Sun Wukong is very anxious.
He stared at the three clay sculptures, wishing he could see through them.
However, no matter how he looked, he didn't see any problems with these three holy statues.
Just when Sun Wukong fell into a dead end in thinking.
A soft, ethereal, yet thunderous voice slowly sounded in Sun Wukong's heart.
"Wukong."
Sun Wukong was shocked all over.
This voice... is Zixia!
"You are all too obsessed with the appearance of 'clay sculpture' now."
"The authorities are obsessed with it."
"You put all your attention on those three statues."
"Thinking about how to move them, how to replace them."
"But, have you ever thought about..."
"Is it possible that the mystery lies outside Three Pure Ones Sacred Statues?"
"The water is in the bottle, and if the bottle is crooked, the water will naturally be crooked as well."
"You keep trying to put the water in the bottle right."
"But I never thought that maybe the bottle itself was misplaced."
"The mystery may not be in the icon at all."
"And outside the icon."
Boom!
This sentence, like a bolt of lightning, instantly split Chaos in Sun Wukong's mind.
Beyond the icon!
Not on the statue, but in the temple!
Sun Wukong raised his head suddenly.
This time, his eyes were no longer focused on the three ferocious clay sculptures.
But go beyond them.
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He looked at the wall behind them.
He looked at the beams above their heads.
He looked at the ground beneath their feet.
And... the layout of the entire hall!
Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils's golden light spread instantly and enveloped the entire hall.
There is no problem with these, and they seem to be no different from ordinary Daoist temples.
"No formations... no spells..."
Sun Wukong murmured to himself, frowning.
The beams, pillars, floor tiles, and even the patterns on the walls of this hall all exude a simple Dao Resonance.
From a Feng Shui perspective, there is nothing wrong with it.
"Did Zixia guess wrong? The secret is really not out there?"
Sun Wukong's heart sank. The golden light curtain in front had cracked into a spiderweb-like gap, and Tang Sanzang's muffled sound could be heard clearly.
Can't delay any longer!
He took a deep breath, pushed Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils to the extreme, and scanned the entire hall again.
"Wait..."
Just when his eyes passed over the altar table directly in front of Three Pure Ones Sacred Statues, his movements suddenly froze.
"Wrong!"
"This altar table... is so clean!"
Sun Wukong stared intently at the bronze incense burner in front of the Supreme Purity Dao Virtue Heavenly Venerate clay sculpture.
It was empty inside.
There is no incense ash.
There are no burnt incense roots.
There is not even a trace of the dark yellow color that has been stained by incense all year round!
"Where's the incense?!"
A thunder flashed in Sun Wukong's mind.
Chechi Kingdom The whole country respects Daoism, and these three national teachers are even regarded as gods.
This hall should be filled with incense and filled with smoke!
But the three holy statues in front of me looked as if they had just been moved in. They were cold and deathly silent.
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