the other side.
After dealing with the male beasts who peeked at Chaos being beaten, Twelve Treasures once again joined the team that punched and kicked Chaos.
This lasted for two quarters of an hour.
Chaos' whole face was bruised and swollen, and he lay weakly on the ground wailing, "...it's really...it's really killing me..."
Upon seeing this, Dajuan looked at Yunzheng and said in a business-like tone: "Master, we have beaten him severely."
"Okay." Yunzheng nodded.
Then, she walked up to Chaos, squatted down slowly, used her spiritual power to cut her fingertips, and squeezed out a drop of blood, which instantly floated in front of Chaos.
"Chaos, are you willing to make an equal contract with me?"
Upon hearing this, Chaos tried his best to lift his swollen eyelids and shouted excitedly: "I do!"
After saying that, Chaos directly touched the drop of blood with his head.
In an instant, the light of an equal contract lit up around one person and one beast.
Dajuan and the others were waiting. Seeing this scene, they felt inexplicably happy. Maybe it was because they were reluctant to leave Chaos.
An equal contract is made!
The light gradually dissipated, and the power of this contract actually healed Chaos' injuries.
Chaos stood up, stared at Yunzheng's face, and called out somewhat hesitantly but formally: "Master."
After saying that, Chaos looked a little embarrassed, probably a little bit dissatisfied.
"Um."
…
As night fell, Dajuan and the others returned to Fengxing Space.
The black mist of the Divine Sea swept in again, shrouding the surrounding area.
This black mist carried an unknown dangerous aura, so Yunzheng immediately retreated to the side of Feng Xinglan and the others.
Yunzheng immediately set up a defensive barrier.
Soon, a golden Buddhist temple gradually emerged from under the divine sea. It looked very glorious and luxurious. It was reflected on the sea and looked sparkling.
The strange Buddhist sound came again.
Feng Xinglan stared at the golden Buddhist temple intently.
Looks like a lot of money...
Suddenly, a voice interrupted Feng Xinglan's thoughts.
"Look!"
Mu Yin was startled and raised his hand to point in a certain direction with an expression of disbelief.
They looked in the direction Mu Yin pointed and saw that the brightly colored spiritual plants on the island had all turned into individual figures, heading towards the Golden Light Buddhist Temple.
Yunzheng's eyes narrowed slightly, "I want to go into the Jinguang Buddhist Temple and have a look."
"Together." Yan Chen said without hesitation.
Feng Xinglan and Mu Yin both nodded.
Hearing this, Yunzheng said, "Then let's go!"
Those figures kept flocking towards the Golden Light Buddha Temple, which was just an opportunity, because at this time, they would not be strongly rejected by the Golden Light Buddha Temple.
The four Yunzhengs mobilized their spiritual power, and while condensing the spiritual power shield, they jumped lightly on the sea and headed towards the entrance of the Golden Light Buddhist Temple.
The closer they got, the weird Buddhist sound became louder and louder, constantly crushing the sea of consciousness of the four of them.
Mu Yin and Yan Chen's faces suddenly turned pale, and their breaths became disordered.
Yunzheng is the most cultivated among them, so she can bear it well. However, what made her feel strange was that the closer she got to the Jinguang Buddhist Temple, the more she could feel the emotions expressed in this Buddhist sound.
It seems like...
A sentiment of forbearance and restraint.
Somehow, she felt that the rhythm in this Buddhist sound was somewhat similar to that of a certain person.
Soon, the four of them followed those figures and arrived at the Golden Light Buddhist Temple.
However, the strange thing is that as soon as those figures transformed by bright spiritual plants arrived here, they all disappeared without a trace.
"No, this unfathomable Buddha's sound makes me too uncomfortable." Mu Yin leaned over and waved his hand, then took out a bottle of elixir from the storage space and swallowed it, trying to relieve his irritability caused by the Buddha's sound. Emotions and pain in the ocean of consciousness.
Yan Chen didn't look too good, so he silently took out the elixir and drank it.
The same is true for Feng Xinglan.
Mu Yin gasped uncomfortably and asked, "Is Brother Rong really here? Should we go in and look for him?"
Seeing how uncomfortable Mu Yin was, Yunzheng immediately raised her hand to check his pulse.
Yunzheng noticed that the aura in Mu Yin's body was very disordered, and couldn't help but frown and looked up at the three of them.
"Why don't you go out first?"
Mu Yin breathed quickly and said: "No, how can we leave you here alone?"
Feng Xinglan shook his head silently, indicating that he did not agree either.
But Yan Chen thought more about it. He knew that the cultivation level of the three of them was low, and they might become a burden to Zheng Zheng if they stayed here. He didn't want to drag Zheng Zheng down, but he also didn't want to escape from here by himself, leaving Zheng Zheng alone to face unknown dangers.
Therefore, he could only try not to become a dragster.
Yan Chen looked up at her.
"We can still hold on if we don't leave. After all, there is no place that is not dangerous when practicing."
Hearing this, Yunzheng had no choice but to give up the idea.
She looked serious, "Then you guys wait a moment, I will use the horoscope to sense where A Shuo is."
"good."
Yunzheng quickly raised his hand, formed a complicated seal, and then blasted the seal forward. The seal immediately headed inwards like a compass.
She slowly closed her eyes and used her spiritual power to sense it.
Time passed bit by bit.
After a while, Yunzheng opened her eyes suddenly and looked to the right side of the Golden Light Buddhist Temple. A Shuo should be deep on the right side.
"Follow me." Yunzheng looked at Feng Xinglan and the others.
"good!"
The moment Yunzheng was about to rush in, he caught a glimpse of an object carved on the wall from the corner of his eye. It exuded a faint golden halo and was a palm-sized humanoid statue.
The face of the statue cannot be seen as it is a back view statue.
It belongs to a woman.
Feng Xinglan and the other three saw Yunzheng suddenly stop. They looked in the direction and saw this small statue.
They were shocked and subconsciously felt a sense of awe, wanting to surrender at the feet of this small statue.
The legs of the three of them were a little weak.
Mu Yin almost knelt down. He said in a trembling voice, "Azheng, am I so useless? I was almost frightened to my knees by a statue."
Yunzheng's eyes flickered, and she silently stepped forward. When she raised her hand to touch the statuette, Feng Xinglan and the other three reminded her: "Don't touch it!"
Yunzheng hesitated a little, but she still followed her intuition and raised her hand to touch the small statue.
At that moment, the golden light flourished.
"What's wrong?!"
The strange Buddhist sound stopped instantly, and the surrounding area fell into silence. The pain in the sea of consciousness of Feng Xinglan and the others was immediately relieved.
Yan Chen looked surprised, frowned and said, "Zheng Zheng, what is this?"
"I can't figure it out yet."
She lowered her eyes and was about to think about it, but her sharp eyes saw a rattle on the ground.
Isn't this rattle in Bai Twenty's hands?
How could it appear here out of thin air? !
Yunzheng leaned over to pick up the rattle, shook it a few times, and made a "tap-tap-tap" sound, which was quite pleasant.
"Eh..." Mu Yin fixed his eyes on the rattle and frowned, "Isn't this rattle in the hands of that pink-headed man? Could it be that his conscience found out and wants to return this rattle to you? But this shouldn't be the case. Ah, will the rattle run here alive on its own?"
