When you sneak into the bottom of the lake, you will see a whirlpool appear in front of you.

"Is it here?" Zhaoming asked at Lihua. Fortunately, he had overcome the psychological barrier to water, otherwise it would be difficult to dive here.

In front of me was a vortex that looked extremely ordinary, only a radius of five meters, and I couldn't feel any strange power, nor did I have a different aura.

"It's here!" Li Hua nodded, spit out a bag of gold and silver threads and held it in her hand.

"Do you really don't think about it anymore? I always feel too impulsive!" Sun Jiuyang kept suggesting the two of them to give up: "I felt very familiar in the demon smoke just now, and I don't know what's going on inside."

"I won't think about it anymore!" Zhaoming shook his head: "I don't want to wait for a long time, and if there is really a problem inside, I don't know if it will affect the clean pool, and it will be even more troublesome at that time."

When talking about Jingchi, Sun Jiuyang was a little confused for a moment. After hesitating for a moment, he bit his teeth: "Go in, go in, I have the Kongtong Seal and the Immortal-killing Flying Knife, and I am not afraid of anything."

"Be careful, it's been a bit long since you've been through the vortex, be mentally prepared!" Li Hua reminded.

Zhaoming nodded, took a deep breath, and then directly penetrated into the vortex.

The vortex seemed simple, but it had a huge force. Zhaoming's power also lost its center of gravity the moment it entered, and involuntarily began to rotate with the vortex.

That feeling was extremely uncomfortable, Zhaoming immediately wanted to activate his true energy to fight.

"Don't resist!" Lihua hurriedly reminded: "If you want to enter Baidao, you can only follow this vortex. Once you resist the force, you will be thrown out of the vortex and return to the big lake. Therefore, for so many years, few people know that the entrance to Baidao is there."

Zhaoming could only disperse his true energy and drift with the flow.

The vortex was not big, but it was a little long. It must have passed through the undersea continent and reached another place. After spinning around for a while, I finally felt a huge force pushing and flew out of the sea.

To activate the true energy, stabilize your body, look around, and find that this is an extremely calm sea area, with a rippling breeze and a undulating surface of the sea, like fish scales.

There is a small island ahead, and there are many extremely large stone buildings on the island, with a very different style than what you see on weekdays.

The most eye-catching thing is a stone sculpture carved with a middle-aged man with short and curly hair. He was wearing armor, a long sword in his hand, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, and holding the sword hilt on the ground, and his deep eyes stared into the distance.

The person carving the stone statues thought it took a lot of effort and emotion, and it looked lifelike, as if it was about to live. The statue emitted a wave of white light, covering the entire island. It shone everywhere, making people feel that the statue looks even more majestic.

"Who is this carving? It looks a bit weird!" Zhaoming asked.

"It is the god worshipped by monks from the White Island!" Lihua said: "The monks here are different from the immortals. Not only have wings, but their hair and eyes are also different. They have golden hair and blue eyes, and they look a little weird."

"In their legend, there are very few things related to Pangu. They worship an existence called the God of Light. They believe that the world was created by the God of Light, and they are all subjects of the God of Light."

"The monks here are a little xenophobic. But as long as you don't blaspheme their gods, there will be no big problems."

"Is this true?" Zhaoming said in confusion: "I have never heard of it, why have I never seen them outside?"

Lihua smiled slightly: "Like you, they don't like to drill into the water. It looks like a huge sea area here, but it is not connected to the outside. I have explored inside. It should be a space. If you want to go out, you can only get out of the vortex under the water, so they rarely leave here."

So that's it, Zhaoming nodded and asked again: "Are we going up directly like that?"

"Otherwise?" Lihua smiled slightly: "There are two balls of flames in your eyes that you can't even pretend. It's better to be careful to see if you can sneak in."

"Don't panic, I can help you with this!" Sun Jiuyang raised his hand and took out a few talismans and slapped them on Zhaoming one by one.

The magic of the talisman is extremely magical. After a few breaths, Zhaoming's breath has been completely restrained. If he had not stood in front of him and felt it carefully, it seemed that it had disappeared.

He put the two of them in his arms and walked towards the White Island with the sea. After he went to the island, white light fell on his body, gentle and soft, making people suddenly feel shocked.

Zhaoming asked in a low voice: "What's this white light?"

"I don't know either!" Lihua shook her head: "But I heard from the monks on the island say what the light of faith can ward off evil spirits and keep the right and drive away injuries."

Zhaoming nodded and swept around with his spiritual sense. He found a large number of monks described as pear blossoms. They had white feathers and wings on their backs. Some had only one pair, some had two pairs, or even three pairs. Everyone was blonde and blue-eyed. The man was strong and the woman was graceful. Whether men or women, they were handsome and delicate.

Many monks shouted in their mouths about things that Zhao Ming couldn't understand, knelt on the ground, closed their eyes, and kept bowing towards the huge statue, as if they were performing some ritual.

"They are worshiping and do it every day. Unlike monks outside, monks here still maintain the most basic lifestyle, three meals a day and sleep at night. They pray to their god before each meal."

Lihua looked at both of them, but immediately she was a little confused: "But they have always been very quiet when praying, and they have never shown such a fanatical appearance. What's wrong?"

Zhaoming looked at the huge statue and whispered, "I don't know, but it's okay, tell me where the Jingchi is? While their attention is praying, we will help you recover your body."

Lihua pointed at the statue of God of Light: "The statue of God of Light is their most sacred thing, inviolable and not blasphemous, and the second is the Pure Pool. Each of their children born must be baptized with the water of the Pure Pool. For them, the Pure Pool is like their other mother. This pool is behind the statue of God of Light."

Zhaoming nodded, then calmed down his breath, used the dense forest as a cover, and secretly headed towards the statue of God of Light.

Along the way, I saw more winged monks, with extraordinary auras and countless Taiyi Golden Immortals, even the number of sub-saints was quite amazing. If these people went outside, even if there was no immortal king, they would become a major force.

What’s even more interesting is that the strength of these winged monks can be directly demonstrated through the wings on their backs.

Those with only two wings are below the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal, those with four wings are Daluo Golden Immortal, those with golden light are Taiyi Golden Immortal, and those with six wings are sub-saints.

"Hey, it's interesting!" Sun Jiuyang laughed in a low voice, "You said that if their gods come out, how many wings should they grow? No matter how many wings you have to grow, you have to grow eight or ten, so can you grow on your back?"

Lihua looked at him with an idiot's eyes: "Idiots, have you seen that their statue of God has no wings? In their hearts, God is beyond their existence and is irreplaceable. They can only be regarded as messengers of God."

"Don't talk!" Zhaoming's voice transmission reminded softly. There are more and more monks here, and they are getting stronger and stronger. If you don't pay attention, you may attract everyone to siege.

Fortunately, these winged monks were very focused and devoted to praying, without any flaws, and did not notice Zhaoming who had restrained his breath.

After moving for a while, I finally arrived behind the huge statue of the God of Light.

"Where is Chi Zi?" Zhaoming asked in a voice.

There is no pool here at all, only some palaces built with white jade.

Sun Jiuyang grinned and cursed: "Idiot, do you still need to ask? They naturally have to protect such an important thing. The Jingchi is in this palace, just sneak in."

Although Lihua couldn't see Sun Jiuyang's appearance, she could only nodded: "It's inside the palace. There are many guards outside on weekdays, but there are very few people inside. Just sneak in."

He then said in confusion: "It's strange. There are many guards inside and outside on weekdays, why aren't there many today?"

Although there are still guards at the entrance of the palace, there are only two or three people, and their cultivation is not very high.

Without thinking much, Zhaoming released a wisp of flame patterns, passed through the palace gate, and went directly inside, silently activate the fire escape technique in his heart. He felt that a flash of tears in front of him had already reached the palace.

"This is the real escape technique!" Sun Jiuyang sighed and shook his head: "What are the other people's escape techniques compared to?"

There is not no escape technique in the world of cultivation, but they only use the power of cultivation to speed up their own speed. How could Zeng Zeng be like Zhaoming? It was like space moving.

Unfortunately, Sun Jiuyang can only envy this technique. Only those who can see the flame pattern can practice it.

The palace is paved with white jade, simple and elegant, without the sense of extravagance, making people feel at ease.

It is similar to what Lihua said, and the spiritual consciousness is opened, and no one can be found.

"It's weird, it's weird. Although there are few people here on weekdays, there are still people. Why is there no one there?" Li Hua murmured in a low voice, but did not continue to think deeply.

"How to go?" Zhaoming asked.

Lihua pointed to the palace: "Just walk straight, there is a staircase leading to the underground. If you walk down, you will be the pure pool."

Zhaoming nodded, held his breath and focused, and carefully paid attention to the surroundings. Soon he saw the stairs leading to the ground. Walking down the stairs, soon a pool of holy light water flowing appeared in front of him, which was extremely extraordinary.

"Clean Pool!" Sun Jiuyang shouted and jumped directly into the pool. Lihua followed closely and jumped into the pool.

I saw a flash of white light flashing, as if evil spirits were removed, and a little smoke rose. I saw two figures standing up in the pool, which were Li Hua and Sun Jiuyang.

Finally, the curse on his body was lifted. Zhaoming was overjoyed and was about to speak, but he heard a sound floating from beside him.

"Sun Jiuyang, it's really easy to meet you here."

Every word is gritting teeth and full of hatred. (To be continued...)
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