Song Laosan completely ignored the monkey's complaints and quickly moved closer to me: "I've heard from the older generation in my family that your family's Judge's Record is a miraculous book, practically a modern guide to tomb raiding! Tell me quickly, is there any way we can get out of this hellhole?"

"Use fire!"

I tucked the Judge's Record into my robes and pointed to the sealed stone, saying, "In ancient times, when people lacked tools, they would set fire to the rock face when quarrying stones, then pour cold water on it. Through thermal expansion and contraction, the stone would crack. We can also use this method to open the sealed stone!"

The monkey interjected, "There's so much wood in this cave, starting a fire would be easy, but where's the water coming from? We can't exactly piss, can we?"

This didn't stump me: "The walls of these two caves are covered with a lot of frost. We can scrape the frost off and boil it into water!"

"There's not even a pot here, how are we supposed to boil water?"

"clothing!"

I pointed to the rat-themed bodysuits the two of them were wearing: "These bodysuits are waterproof; we can use them instead of pots."

The monkey was speechless: "Are you kidding me? Didn't those clothes burn through?"

I explained, "I told you to study hard, but you insisted on going home to raise pigs! Lighting a waterproof cloth requires a temperature of about 300 degrees Celsius, while water has a very low boiling point of only 100 degrees Celsius. By hanging the rat's clothes on the fire, the water at the bottom continuously absorbs heat and then converts it into steam. As long as the clothes don't reach their ignition point, they can replace the function of a pot!"

“This method is feasible. When I was in the army, I had a Qiang comrade-in-arms who liked to put paper cups on the campfire to brew pot tea when he was on night duty!”

Old Song slapped his thigh: "Now that we have a solution, let's get to work while we still have the energy! You two go scrape the frost, and I'll take care of building the campfire!"

Fortunately, the air in both caves was normal. Song Laosan tore his socks into strips and quickly lit them with a magnesium igniter.

The fire in front of the sealed stone blazed brightly, dispelling the chill inside the cave.

Song Laosan and the monkey squatted in front of the campfire, each holding onto one of the four corners of their clothes. In no time, the frost inside melted into liquid.

Seeing that the frost had melted, I had them place the water-filled rat clothes on a round wooden board to make a simple basin, and then added some more frost to the water to cool it down.

A moment later, we had filled three bags with water.

By this time, the wood piled in front of the sealing stone had almost burned out, and the stone gate was blackened by the fire, with the heat wave felt from afar.

"Let's do it!"

As I watched the flames gradually shrink, I and the monkey picked up a rat-patterned garment and stood in front of the sealing stone. Song Laosan also reached out and suddenly ripped it off.

"Sizzle!"

Water was splashed onto the sealing stone, and a thick plume of steam instantly rose up.

When we poured all the water on it, the fire was extinguished, and the thick smoke made it impossible for people to open their eyes.

"Click!"

"Snap!"

Although the surface of the sealing stone was cooled by ice water, the inside was not cooled. Due to the principle of thermal expansion and contraction, cracks began to appear.

As the thick smoke dissipated somewhat, Song Laosan shone his flashlight on the spiderweb pattern on the sealing stone, his voice trembling with excitement: "It's done! It really is done! The stone has cracked!"

"Give it another push, and smash it open!"

Looking at the cracks on the sealing stone, I suppressed my excitement and, together with Song Laosan, used the rat-cloth to hold a piece of log, while the monkey stood behind and rammed the sealing stone like a battering ram.

"Splash!"

Under the continuous impacts, the already ravaged rock could no longer withstand the pressure and collapsed severely.

"The door is open!"

Song Laosan knelt on the ground excitedly: "Thank God! We've finally found the way! Heaven hasn't forsaken the Song family!"

The monkey, inappropriately, poured cold water on Song Laosan's idea: "We've only found the tomb chamber, not the way out of here. Don't forget, we fell from the illusory tomb, and the path there has collapsed!"

I shone my flashlight into the passage behind the sealed stone and went in first: "No matter what, finding a way means there's still hope, which is much better than being trapped and dying in this cave! You guys follow behind me, and be careful!"

Old Song followed behind me, clutching a stone: "That's right! Even if I die, I can't die in this dilapidated cave! At least we have to find the evil monk's coffin, drag him out, and let me lie in it myself!"

I don't know if it was because a fire had been lit in the cave, raising our body temperature, but as soon as I stepped into the passage behind the sealed stone, I was startled by the cold air.

The passageway was wide, and both sides were covered with frost.

I walked a short distance ahead and saw a row of steps.

Seeing that the steps were already frozen, the monkey rubbed its frozen hands and said, "Strange, Bihar is clearly located in the tropics, so why is it so cold underground? And these steps in front of us are all frozen. Young Master Duan, could this be the water cave you mentioned?"

"We're underground now, with an unknown thickness of rocks and soil above us, forming a natural cellar that insulates us from the heat! As for this ice, it's probably groundwater that's seeping in!"

I gave a vague explanation as I stepped up the stairs.

Before us was a room made of ice blocks.

The flashlight beam shone on the ice wall, refracting colorful light and opening up a clear view.

At this moment, I finally entered the Blissful Floating Pagoda built by Naropa.

At first, I thought his tomb was dug out of the mountain, but it is actually a natural cave.

Song Laosan shivered from the cold, constantly rubbing his arms: "Damn! This legendary Blissful Pagoda is actually an ice palace! But how did they find this natural ice cellar a thousand years ago, and how did they make the ice?"

"This ice must not have been manufactured! During the Tang Dynasty, although the ice-making industry gradually shifted from the court to the common people, most of those who did this business were residents of the lakeside. They would collect ice blocks in winter and store them in ice cellars to sell in the summer. Towards the end of the Tang Dynasty, someone discovered that saltpeter, in addition to being used to make gunpowder, could also absorb a lot of heat when dissolved in water, causing the water to cool down and freeze. From then on, people learned how to make ice in the summer."

I shone my flashlight into the long corridor outside the ice palace: "The evil monk died in the early Tang Dynasty. At that time, there was no artificial method of making ice. Given India's climate, it would be difficult to transport and store so much ice. If I'm not mistaken, the evil monk only wanted to dig a tomb in this mountain, but he accidentally dug a natural cave and found an underground ice mine. So he used the local materials to build the ice palace."

"Oh, who cares what materials they use! We're here to rob tombs, not to do archaeology!"

The monkey entered the tomb and urged impatiently, "Everyone, hurry up! First, find the demon monk's burial goods, retrieve the treasures, and then find a way out as soon as possible. That's the right way!"

I wrapped my clothes tighter around myself and stepped out of the ice room: "That's right. Although Wei Shengnan's life is still uncertain, we are entrusted with this task! First, we need to find the 'Immortal Scripture,' and then we need to find a way to leave this place."