Seven flashlights were shining around. In the spirit hall within the ice dome, you can hardly see the situation inside, and the surroundings are terribly quiet. Monk Hua and others are a little uncomfortable. I suggest everyone walk and chat. However, Fatty Wang thought that they were too self-confident. If they did not listen to Zhang Qiling, it would be equivalent to playing a lantern in Mao Keng to find death.
When everyone came to the main hall of the Linggong, one could see a giant stone dragon in the center, with various small beetle dragons embossed around it, and the air-conditioning was constantly floating, as if these dragons were coiled in the clouds and mist. It was really shocking. . Monk Hua was greatly moved, and he did not expect to see such a masterpiece here one day.
