As a result, no one was willing to step into the sea of fire.
The corridor outside the fire suddenly became deathly silent. Everyone looked at each other for a long time, but no one had a better idea.
"How about we try going back the way we came?"
After a long silence, a disciple of the Sun family made this suggestion. It was almost universally accepted.
But before they could climb the stairs, a violent tremor suddenly came from above.
Sun Qiang was dumbfounded. If he wasn't mistaken, the mechanism door above his head should have closed automatically.
"Oh no!" Sun Gui noticed as well, and he thought a little more deeply. "Big brother, have we been tricked by that bastard?!"
The "bastard" he was referring to was the boy who had mysteriously disappeared before. The boy had vanished without a trace back to the Copper Pillar Hell, and now the only one who could possibly have tampered with things was him.
In this way, all that awaited them was a dead end in a sea of fire.
The air temperature rose higher and higher, almost turning into a sauna. Everyone unconsciously took off their clothes and frantically fanned themselves, but unfortunately, it was of little use.
Sun Qiang finally fell silent, staring at the sea of fire before him, lost in thought.
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As soon as Yan Qing stepped into the sea of fire, she felt the scene before her change drastically; they had returned to a familiar tomb passage once again.
However, the walls surrounding this tomb passage were all a fiery red, which looked rather eerie.
She reached out and touched the wall, and to her surprise, it felt cool and refreshing.
"This should be the Fire Jade."
Yue Qi smiled at her, took out a small red bottle from his pocket, and dripped a few drops of liquid onto the wall.
A few minutes later, a palm-sized, fiery red jade stone fell down automatically. Yue Qi caught it and handed it to Yan Qing.
"Here! This is a great tonic for fire-elemental users. Because spiritual energy is scarce in this world, you can only evolve your fire-elemental abilities through external forces."
"And the Fire Jade is a treasure comparable to the Fire Essence Pill. Although its effects are slightly less than the Fire Essence Pill, it has the advantage of being available in large quantities!"
Yue Qi playfully shook the small red jade bottle in his hand, "This amount of Rejuvenating Water is enough for you to empty this place out."
Yan Qing's eyes instantly lit up. She wanted nothing more than to give Yue Qi a bear hug right now; he was just too awesome!
"Quick, let's hurry, don't waste it!"
When it comes to treasure hunting, she's incredibly enthusiastic; she practically used up Yue Qi's small bottle of Rejuvenating Water.
Of course, the harvest was also very gratifying. Yan Qing obtained a Fire Jade the size of a room, so she wouldn't have to worry about her cultivation for the foreseeable future.
"Yue Qi, I love you to death!"
The little money-grubber's eyes lit up, her mind filled with her precious Fire Jade, but she didn't notice someone's ears, which turned bright red instantly because of her words.
After clearing the battlefield, the two continued forward. A few minutes later, the corridor turned into ordinary blue brick walls.
At the far end of the blue brick wall, there was an empty room. Inside, there was only a bare stone platform a few inches high.
Beside the stone platform, a burly, bald monk was sitting cross-legged on the ground, meditating. Upon seeing Yan Qing and her companion enter, he immediately gave them a hearty smile.
"Well, am I right this time? A monk does not lie. It seems that you two benefactors are discerning people."
Yue Qi smiled and returned the greeting with his hands clasped together, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Master."
"Hahahaha—" Monk Yuanhui burst into laughter, stretching his hand towards the stone platform beside him.
"In that case, I suppose you won't try to take anything from this humble monk?"
Yan Qing's gaze had been fixed on the stone platform from the start, where there was a small lotus throne. It seemed as if something had once sat on it, but of course, it was now undoubtedly in the hands of the monk Yuanhui.
However, Monk Yuanhui came from Famen Temple, and she seemed to have inadvertently overlooked this place.
She had heard of Famen Temple before, from the story of "One Bow to Heaven and Earth." The mysterious old monk Yijing came from there.
She still remembers how much Dr. Zhang and his wife revered him. And the old monk not only easily left the instance, but also seemed to have lived for a very long time; in short, he was a mystery.
She always held such unknown figures in awe.
So Yan Qing tentatively asked, "May I ask, Master Yuanhui, how is Master Yijing of your temple doing lately?"
Yuan Hui's expression changed drastically instantly, and he sprang to his feet. He looked incredibly excited, as if he wanted to rush to Yan Qing's side. His voice even trembled slightly as he spoke.
"Fellow Daoist Yan Qing, could it be that you have seen Ancestor Yi Jing?"
Yan Qing smiled and nodded. It seemed that this old monk was no ordinary person!
Yuanhui nervously rubbed her hands together. "How does he look?"
“Very good.” Yan Qing smiled as she recalled the old monk’s smiling face. “Master Yijing is very kind, and very respected.”
“Of course, our patriarch was—” Monk Yuanhui began to boast, but then suddenly stopped, covering his mouth with both hands and refusing to say another word.
Although Yue Qi didn't know who this "Master Yijing" was, he was certain that this person was a taboo figure at Famen Temple. Otherwise, Yuanhui wouldn't have acted this way.
Taking advantage of this moment, he quickly surveyed the entire hall, which was indeed completely empty—except for the single stone platform.
"Alright!" Yue Qi readily agreed. Now that the item was in Yuan Hui's hands, they didn't need to do any more futile work.
Two against one has a chance of winning, but Yuanhui is no pushover. For now, it's best to maintain a harmonious relationship.
"The item is yours, fellow Daoist; we two naturally won't covet it." Yue Qi changed the subject, "But shouldn't the Master also tell us what exactly is on this stone platform?"
Monk Yuanhui smiled slyly, “Amitabha is a Buddhist object, and its purpose is to suppress evil.”
Since it was a Buddhist artifact, the two were relieved. Having already determined from their earlier observation of the lotus throne on the stone platform that it was related to Buddhism, they were quite certain.
Moreover, most of the items that appear in cemeteries are used for either suppressing corpses or warding off evil spirits; it's easy to guess.
Such a magical weapon is naturally of no use to them.
However, Yan Qing noticed something was off about Monk Yuanhui. Although he seemed relaxed, the prayer beads in his hand were constantly being activated at full power, as if he were struggling against something.
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