Seeing that someone was going to clean the ground under their feet, Qi Zhiheng pulled Yang Yitian away a little.
The spiritual man who was cleaning the ground glared at them fiercely: "If you don't want to help, leave. Don't even think about taking advantage of us here!"
Qi Zhiheng felt a little embarrassed. Others were working so hard to clean the moss here, while the two of them were just enjoying the scenery. He felt a bit guilty.
The person next to him quickly stepped forward and grabbed his arm to stop him, saying, "Junior brother, time is running out. Let's not start a fight now." Yang Yitian and Qi Zhiheng's cultivation levels were Spirit Kings, similar to the two of them. It was hard to say who would win if they fought. If they started arguing and it went on and on, the island would sink soon.
The person who initially glared at Qi Zhiheng and Yang Yitian shook off the hand of the person trying to mediate, saying, "What I said was wrong?"
"We're all working hard here clearing the moss, and they're just sitting here enjoying the scenery. And don't think they're just enjoying the scenery; if we find any clues later, do you think they'll just sit back and reap the benefits? Why should they get all the benefits from the moss we cleared?"
The person trying to persuade them couldn't say anything for a moment, and the others didn't react either, clearly agreeing with this argument.
Qi Zhiheng could no longer remain silent and said, "Then I'll try to help." As he spoke, he took out a pill furnace, preparing to refine some remedies for moss. It was a kind of medicinal powder, and he happened to have the medicinal materials on hand, so he began to refine it.
"What are you doing! Didn't you say you were going to help? What's the meaning of taking a pill furnace? You can't burn things here, or you might burn away the clues!" the somewhat blunt spiritual cultivator said.
Qi Zhiheng explained, "I can refine a kind of medicinal powder that is the nemesis of this kind of moss. Once it can be refined, it will be much easier to clean up the moss."
Hearing this, the young man who had been shouting earlier lowered his voice, but his attitude was still not very good: "Who knows if you can really make anything out of it? Making medicine is a waste of time."
Qi Zhiheng guessed that his softened attitude meant he had compromised, but was just too proud to admit it.
So he smiled at the people present and said, "I'll just give it a try. If it doesn't work, I definitely won't take what I get."
"Then you should give it a try," the person who had tried to mediate the fight said, trying to smooth things over.
Qi Zhiheng found a place and began to refine the medicinal powder. A quarter of an hour later, Qi Zhiheng's medicinal powder was ready.
This kind of level-three medicinal powder was no problem for him at all. (The remaining text appears to be a list of characters and symbols, possibly a corrupted or incomplete sentence.)
Holding several porcelain bottles of medicinal powder, he said, "I've finished refining it. Now, let's find a place to test it out."
One of the four stepped forward and said, "Try it in a small corner first. If something goes wrong, you can still salvage the situation."
After agreeing, Qi Zhiheng squatted down by the wall, opened a bottle of medicine powder, and sprinkled some over an area of about three inches.
The others didn't crowd around, but they still stood up to check the effects of his powder.
The patch of green moss and seaweed that was originally there gradually withered and shrank into a clump under the influence of this medicinal powder.
Qi Zhiheng gently brushed the moss aside, and it was easily pushed to the side. He examined the floor and said, "The floor is undamaged." This proved that his powder was effective.
"That's great! Brother, could you give us some? We can help spread the powder too." The man who had tried to break up the fight asked Qi Zhiheng for the powder.
Qi Zhiheng handed over four bottles. There were four of them, and one bottle each would clean the place up faster.
With Qi Zhiheng's medicinal powder, their cleaning speed increased significantly, and the group became more familiar with each other.
Qi Zhiheng then realized that they were from two friendly sects, and the person who had stopped Qi Zhiheng was called Lin Hua, while the person who had tried to mediate was called Zhang Hengyi.
Zhang Heng said, "Brother Qi, if it weren't for you, we don't know if we would have been able to complete this mission in the end. We are so grateful to you."
"Brother Zhang, you're too kind. Since we're here, we should naturally do our part." After exchanging a few pleasantries with them, Qi Zhiheng began to complain.
The main reason was that their cultivation levels were the lowest among the spiritual cultivators who entered the ruins, so they were excluded from places where good things might appear.
In the end, they had no choice but to choose this place, which was the least likely to contain anything good. Not only was it dilapidated, but the wind blowing in from outside also smelled terrible. It was incredibly unpleasant.
Because their cultivation level was at the lower level, they did not stop Qi Zhiheng and Yang Yitian when they came up.
After a lot of effort from the group, they finally managed to clean up all the moss and other things here.
When everyone looked at the floor again, they still couldn't figure it out.
Zhang Heng sighed and said, "It seems this really isn't the treasure's hiding place." It would be a lie to say he wasn't disappointed; everyone had worked so hard for so long.
The others were not discouraged. Lin Hua said, "The time hasn't come yet, let's look for it first!" As he spoke, he squatted down and carefully searched for the gaps in the floor.
Others couldn't just stand by and watch, so they joined the search for clues.
Several people were tapping here and there, searching very diligently.
Yang Yitian muttered, "This is a bit like finding a trap in a martial arts drama. Can't you use your soul power to check if there's anything wrong?"
Qi Zhiheng nodded and said, "I'll give it a try." As he spoke, he probed the floor with his spiritual power, searching for anything unusual.
As soon as he released his soul power, he saw something on the floor that seemed to be faintly glowing. After examining it carefully, Qi Zhiheng said to Yang Yitian, "Use your soul power to take a look. I think I see the outline of an array." He didn't know if it was an array or not; he only knew that it was either an array or a talisman.
Yang Yitian's soul power also spread across the floor to take a look. The first time, he couldn't see anything, but the second time, when he concentrated, he could see more clearly. This really was an array.
He was familiar with talismans, but his understanding of formations was only superficial. The essence of talisman formations was somewhat similar, which was why he had learned a little. He wasn't sure if he could handle the current situation.
After carefully examining the document, Yang Yitian found a way out.
He was about to walk over with Qi Zhiheng to take a look when he noticed the shaking below.
"Oh no! The island is sinking, let's go." Zhang Heng frowned and said to his junior brother beside him.
Two people from another sect also said, "We'll go with you."
You know, if we don't get out of here soon, we might never be able to get out again.
Qi Zhiheng thought that if there were really no clues, he should leave first and come back next time. Just then, Yang Yitian grabbed his hand and transmitted his voice to him: "I have found the core of this formation."
Qi Zhiheng's expression didn't change because of his words. Instead, he looked at Zhang Hengyi and the others with a conflicted expression and said, "How about I look for it again and leave in a quarter of an hour?" He completely played the role of a stubborn young man who couldn't bear to part with the treasure and still wanted to struggle to the death.
Zhang Hengyi said nervously, "Brother Qi, is this your first time here? You don't know how dangerous it is here. We can still get out in time if we go out now. This place is right in the center of the entire island, and it's very far away. If we wait any longer, it will be too late!"
Qi Zhiheng said with a conflicted expression, "I know the dangers involved, but since we've come this far, I still want to take one last gamble!"
The group tried to persuade him a few more times, but seeing that Qi Zhiheng was determined to stay, they gave up and left in a hurry.
After they left, Qi Zhiheng looked at Yang Yitian.
Yang Yitian didn't say anything, but just led Qi Zhiheng to several places before finally stopping at one spot.
"Just enter your spiritual energy right here," Yang Yitian said.
Qi Zhiheng looked at the ground shaking more and more violently and said, "Let's hurry up and move on!"
After Qi Zhiheng finished speaking, Yang Yitian channeled spiritual energy into the soles of his feet. A flash of light appeared before them, and the two of them instantly disappeared from their original spot.
When Qi Zhiheng and Yang Yitian could see again, they had moved to a different place.
Both of them were somewhat bewildered by the surroundings.
"Is this the main hall?" Yang Yitian asked, somewhat bewildered.
“Obviously not.” Qi Zhiheng looked at the seemingly closed white walls. It was as if they had entered a square box, with nothing but white walls on all six sides!
"Where am I? There's nothing here!" Yang Yitian exclaimed in disbelief. "I clearly found the array's core!"
Qi Zhiheng sighed and said, "Perhaps what we consider the key point of the formation is different from what the master thinks?"
Indeed, if even a half-baked expert like Yang Yitian could find the key to the formation, who can guarantee it wasn't a trap set by the owner?
Yang Yitian was somewhat frustrated: "I'm so stupid! What should I do! If I had known, I should have left with Zhang Hengyi and the others earlier. Do you think we'd still be on the island now?"
As soon as Yang Yitian finished speaking, he felt a tremor beneath his feet.
What this vibration represents is already quite obvious.
Qi Zhiheng sighed and said, "It's probably still on an island."
Yang Yitian pouted: "It's all my fault for being a half-baked amateur. Now I'm dragging you down with me!" The more he thought about it, the sadder he felt.
Qi Zhiheng patted his head and said, "Don't think too much. Any risk was possible before we came in. Even if we are here, we may not necessarily die."
Yang Yitian had a flash of inspiration: "I've got it! I have teleportation talismans!" He took out two teleportation talismans.
With the teleportation talisman, I can teleport out of here.
Qi Zhiheng took a card and said, "Then let's give it a try."
The two activated the teleportation talismans in their hands, and they disappeared from the spot.
The next second, there was a loud bang, and the two of them crashed into the wall together...
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