mtl008 Chapter 141 Flame Spirit Cauldron
Chapter 141 Flame Spirit Cauldron
Amidst the flashing light, Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang were brought into a mysterious and bizarre space. This space seemed to be the intersection of time and memory, and the surroundings were filled with a faint golden light, giving them the feeling of being in a dream.
Within this space, scenes unfolded before them like a film, seemingly depicting the temple's past. They saw a tranquil village where villagers lived peaceful lives, yet a sense of despair permeated them. The scene shifted, revealing an ancient temple, from which the sounds of chanting emanated, as a group of monks devoutly recited scriptures.
As time went by, the scene in the painting changed. They watched as the temple gradually expanded, attracting more and more worshippers. However, the good times didn't last long. A sudden disaster struck, and the temple fell into trouble. The monks left one after another, leaving only a dilapidated temple and a lonely monk standing firm.
Finally, the scene freezes on the solitary monk. His eyes reveal an endless loneliness and solitude that stirs pity. Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang watch this quietly, a complex wave of emotions welling up in their hearts.
Finally, their eyes fixed on the face of a kind-looking monk.
At this moment, the mysterious man's voice came again: "Do you really think you can escape so easily?"
Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang finally saw the appearance of the person in front of them clearly. It was indeed the monk in the last frame of the picture.
This monk was exactly one of the people Shu Wanwan had met before.
Just when Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang didn't know how to deal with the old monk who was chasing them, something they didn't expect happened - the old monk suddenly stopped, stood there motionless, looking ahead with empty eyes.
Before Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang could figure out what was going on, a dark blue crack appeared in the sky. The crack continued to expand and eventually turned into a huge black hole.
"Wanwan!" A voice familiar to Shu Wanwan came from the black hole.
"Senior Brother!" Shu Wanwan was overjoyed. She didn't expect that it was Ling Chuhe who came.
In an instant, Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang were sucked into the black hole by a powerful force and flew away from this strange space. When they opened their eyes again, they found themselves back in the familiar secret room.
What surprised them even more was that there were two people lying in front of them, and they were none other than themselves.
At this time, Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang realized that everything they had just experienced was experienced by their souls, and their real bodies had been lying in the secret room.
Ling Chuhe looked at Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang and smiled slightly: "Are you okay?"
Shu Wanwan shook her head. "It's nothing serious. Brother, what's going on?"
Ling Chuhe frowned deeply, "Let's not talk about it for now, let's go back to our body first."
Ling Chuhe then spread his palms, and the souls of Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang flew into his palms like two balls of light. Then, he gently pushed, pushing the two balls of light back into the bodies of Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang.
As their souls returned to their bodies, Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang both felt their bodies regain their vitality. However, their souls had just returned to their bodies and were still a little unstable, so they needed some time to adapt.
Shu Wanwan sat cross-legged on the bed and began to circulate her spiritual energy to calm her mind. She closed her eyes, concentrated, and let the spiritual energy flow through her meridians. As the spiritual energy flowed, her mind gradually calmed down, and her body became more stable.
After a while, Shu Wanwan opened her eyes, stood up, and said to Yi Siyang: "Brother, it's a good thing you came."
She still felt a tinge of fear. If Ling Chuhe hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous. In that strange space, their spiritual power was sealed. If the black-robed figure had appeared first, they would have been in great danger.
Yi Siyang nodded in agreement. He was thankful that Ling Chuhe had arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would have been unpredictable.
At this time, Ling Chuhe explained to Shu Wanwan, "I wanted to find you today, but I couldn't determine your exact location, so I used the spiritual power of the Phoenix Feather Arrow to track you. I didn't expect to find you here in the end."
So that's how it was. Shu Wanwan recalled that when she was in seclusion in the room with the spiritual array, she felt a powerful spiritual fluctuation. Now she thought it must have come from the Phoenix Feather Arrow. And it was precisely because of her contact with the Phoenix Feather Arrow that she was stained with the aura of the Phoenix Feather, so Ling Chuhe was able to track her location.
Yi Siyang nodded in agreement and expressed his gratitude to Ling Chuhe. Yi Siyang also knew that if Ling Chuhe had not appeared in time, they would have been trapped in a desperate situation.
At this moment, Yi Siyang's eyes suddenly fell on an incense burner on the table, and a hint of curiosity surged in his heart. He looked at the incense burner and asked doubtfully, "This incense burner looks very special. What is it?"
At the same time, Shu Wanwan and Ling Chuhe also followed Yi Siyang's gaze. They were surprised to find that the incense burner was something they had never thought would appear here - the Yanling Ding of Qingfeng Temple!
Ling Chuhe stared at the incense burner, his eyes gradually becoming sharper. After a careful observation, he said in shock, "Flame Spirit Cauldron!"
He couldn't believe his eyes. The incense burner before him turned out to be his master's item - the Flame Spirit Cauldron. Why did it appear here?
Qingfeng Temple enshrines the Yanling Ding every day, but Shu Wanwan and Ling Chuhe know nothing about its specific purpose.
"That strange space seems to be caused by this." Yi Siyang stared at the Flame Spirit Cauldron and said slowly. The aura emitted by the Flame Spirit Cauldron was extremely similar to the aura in that strange space, which made people feel suspicious.
"Wanwan! Go!" At this moment, an old and familiar voice sounded again.
They had heard this voice when they first entered the secret room, and now when they heard it again, it felt even more familiar.
When Ling Chuhe heard the voice, his expression changed instantly, as if he was thinking of something sad.
"Master!" Ling Chuhe knelt down in front of the Yanling Cauldron.
With trembling hands, he touched the Flame Spirit Cauldron, the source of the sound.
As his hands touched, as expected, fragments of memories about his master entered his mind.
Those beautiful and warm scenes, those playful scenes, are now like pieces of mirror fragments, piercing Ling Chuhe's heart sharply.
Suddenly, Ling Chuhe could no longer hide the tears in the corners of her eyes.