Chapter 341

Yan Qingyang entered the golden lotus throne. As soon as he entered, the golden lotus throne was swept far away by the strong wind. Yan Qingyang sat in it, reciting the Dharma and closing the petals.

The gale is rampant. This gale is many times stronger than that in the middle of endless sand sea. The golden lotus throne is like a boat in the sea storm. With the continuous ups and downs and overturning of the gale, pieces of stones, big or small, hit on it, making a huge sound. The golden lotus throne is suddenly sinking and overturning.

Yan Qingyang in the golden lotus throne, had been thrown seven dizzy eight elements, she quickly hugged the innermost petal, even so, was thrown out again and again, bang bang hit the other petals.

Her hair has long been scattered, messy draped in the shoulder.

Yan Qingyang once grabbed a petal tightly and was very frightened. She heard the sound of the inner part of the golden lotus throne several times. Her worry became more and more serious. The golden lotus throne may be... Destroyed!

Yuping didn't let Yan Qingyang use the golden lotus throne before. He just knew that the golden lotus throne couldn't withstand the storm here. It's a pity to destroy such a good spiritual treasure.

With a big bang, Yan Qingyang's heart jumped violently, and he felt bad. At this time, the golden light on the petals of the Golden Lotus also flickered.

Suddenly, the throne of Jinlian falls to the left, and Yan Qingyang is thrown out again.

Click, another voice rang out, the glory of the golden lotus throne lit up and went out, and then, completely dark down, and then, straight down.

Yan Qingyang knew that the golden lotus throne was broken! If you fall like this, don't you break yourself? She quickly picked up her aura and protected her whole body.

Boom, the golden lotus throne fell to the ground, and then roll.

Yan Qingyang only felt that she had rolled into a pit. Although she was protected by aura, she was still stunned by the fall. With a few more sounds, two petals of golden lotus were broken.

Yan Qingyang jumped out of the petals. She was ready to meet the strong wind outside. However, when she fell to the ground, she was stunned. It was quiet all around. There was no wind or wind.

There should be no wind, but it's dark all around and you can't see anything.

With the monk's special eyesight, after a while, Yan Qingyang finally saw the situation around him, as if... It was a pit.

She just suffered some injuries, so she sat down first, took some pills, closed her eyes and breathed.

After a while, she felt better. Then she opened her eyes. As soon as she looked up, she saw a small piece of sky on her head. It was gray!

It's gray, isn't it black? Yan Qingyang was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized that the storm had stopped.

Yan Qingyang sighed in his heart that his luck was really good. He was doomed to die. The golden lotus throne was destroyed. Unexpectedly, he could fall into a pit!

Why? How can there be a pit here? Why is it not buried by sand? What's more, the ground here is stone, without any sand.

Yan Qingyang is a little confused. After thinking about it, she doesn't worry about it any more. Instead, she stands up and goes to the golden lotus throne not far away. She wants to put away the golden lotus throne and go to find Yuping ancestor.

After only a few steps, she came to the golden lotus throne. With a flick of her sleeve, she put the broken golden lotus throne into the storage bag.

She looked around and found that there were two pieces of damaged golden lotus petals not far away, so she hurriedly went over and planned to collect them. If she wanted to repair them later, she could repair them.

She went to the side of the golden lotus petals, picked up two petals, her fingers slid across the ground, feel a little bit biting, can't help but look at the ground, found a strange figure under the petals.

Yan Qingyang looked more at the figure, which was very strange and concave.

The reason why she looked at it more was that she thought the figure was familiar, but she couldn't remember seeing it there.

Because of her concern for Yuping's ancestors, she didn't stay any longer. She put away the petals of the Golden Lotus and went to the center of the stone pit. She looked up into the air and planned to fly out with the flying LOPA.

She offered a sacrifice to philopa, stepped on it, kept going up, and soon got to it.

Sure enough, the endless sand sea is calm again. It seems that the storm has passed, and the endless sand sea washed by the storm is quiet.

Yan Qingyang's imperial envoy Fei luopa is about to leave. Suddenly, she pauses and frowns.

It suddenly occurred to her why she was familiar with the pattern. The shape of the pattern was the same as that of a stone given by Wu Dali?

She immediately took out the stone, looked at it, turned around and flew down.

After falling into the pit, she took a few steps to the pattern. She picked up the stone and compared it with the pattern. She found that it was not only the shape, but also the shape

They are the same size!

As soon as Yan Qingyang was happy, he buttoned the stone into the pattern on the ground.

Then she waited quietly, full of expectation.

One breath, two breaths, there has been no movement. Yan Qingyang was a little disappointed. After waiting for a while, there was still no movement. Yan Qingyang decided not to wait, so he squatted down, pulled out the stone and put it in the storage bag. Then he turned back and had to go. All of a sudden, there was a loud bang. Before Yan Qingyang knew what was going on, he felt that his feet were empty and he fell down. With a bang, Yan Qingyang fell to the ground. Then, with another bang, the stone on her head was closed again. Yan Qingyang looked around warily and found that it was a small secret room. The walls of the secret room were made of white stones with strange patterns and white light. The secret room was not big, so she saw a small round platform in the middle of the secret room. There were five white columns around the platform, and the columns were also carved with strange patterns. Yan Qingyang walked slowly in the past, until he came to the bottom of the platform, and then he saw the panorama of the platform. The round platform is still white, and the patterns on it are more complicated. The lines seem to have some rules, which make people dazzled at a glance. Yan Qingyang just looked at two more eyes, and he felt dizzy. He had to turn his eyes and never dared to look at them again. After thinking about it, she walked up the platform carefully. She stood by the platform carefully for a while, and nothing happened. Then, she continued to walk in carefully until she reached the center of the platform. Still nothing happened, Yan Qingyang could not say whether he was happy, relaxed or disappointed. This place is very similar to the transmission array of ancient law, but she dare not see more of these patterns, so she can't be sure. Her eyes one by one swept those pillars, and finally looked down at the round platform. All of a sudden, her eyes lit up.