The old monk did not go out through the gate, but walked up the stairs on the second floor. Chen Chen quickly followed.

Walking on the stairs, Chen Chen couldn't help but be curious and asked: "Master, what is the secret on the second floor?"

The old monk's steps did not stop, and he said as he walked: "You should have been here last night, right? There are some things that I don't want you to know, but there is nothing I can do. I didn't expect that the female donor would wake up!"

Chen Chen did not hide this matter: "Yes, we came up last night, but as soon as we reached the second floor, we were suddenly teleported to the snow outside. Why is this?"

While talking, they walked to the end of the stairs, but this time Chen Chen was surprised again. There was no wind and snow, nor the vast white snow. There was still an empty room with nothing.

No.

"Why is it different from what we saw last night?" Chen Chen took a few steps forward, and he was sure that there was no change.

"What about this?" The old monk waved his hand casually.

call!

The wind sounded.

At this moment, all the scenery distorted and everything changed. Ice and snow, cold wind and flying snow appeared one by one in front of Chen Chen's eyes.

Chen Chen came back to his senses and said in surprise: "It's so magical! I can feel your strength, master, is unfathomable. Who built this tower? It has such a magical effect. It can be seen in the blink of an eye on the second floor.

Teleport us outside."

The old monk smiled and said: "The poor monk doesn't know who built the tower, but the poor monk is the only one on Changbai Mountain who controls part of the power of the tower. Can you see what's different here?"

Chen Chen looked around for a long time and found that more than ten kilometers away, there was a cliff with a black spot standing on it, which was the direction of the tower.

In other words, when the old monk waved his hand just now, they had already left the tower for more than ten kilometers, which was farther than what they had teleported up to the tower by accident last night. The terrain they saw in front of them was also the same as what they teleported last night.

no the same.

The old monk added: "What kind of power is it, the poor monk has not been able to understand it yet, but there are endless mysteries on the tower, and the poor monk can only master the power on the second level, and he cannot understand the ones above.

, I haven’t even been there.”

Chen Chen said: "How could it be possible that Master has never been there?"

The old monk shook his head and said: "I won't lie to you, because the poor monk is not qualified to go up. Every time he approaches the third floor stairs, there is a mysterious force that pushes the poor monk back."

"If there is a place on Changbai Mountain that can rival the Bronze Gate, this is the only place that the poor monk thinks of, but the world only knows about the Bronze Gate!"

Listening to his voice, it seemed that he was still a little lonely. It seemed that this old monk was also a man with a lot of things on his mind.

Chen Chen followed him and asked again: "The tower can be compared with the bronze door?"

The old monk nodded and said, "It's even better than the Bronze Gate. It's the best in Changbai Mountain. It's a pity that the poor monk couldn't understand the secrets in his whole life. That's all! After the Bronze Gate matter was over, the poor monk went down the mountain and ended his long life.

I don’t want to understand these nothingness anymore.”

Chen Chen remembered what Xueyin had said and asked curiously: "Master, will he really die if he leaves Changbai Mountain? If he doesn't leave, will he be able to live forever?"

The old monk smiled slightly: "The poor monk is already dead. What is standing in front of you is just a corpse. As long as the corpse does not rot, it can be preserved forever. Going down the mountain means completely abandoning this body."

Chen Chen asked: "What then?"

The old monk smiled and said: "Then, of course, the body will rot."

After that, the old monk continued walking forward, leaving every footprint on the snow, some deep and some shallow. He looked like an ordinary person, but not like an ordinary person.

No ordinary person can wear thin monk robes and walk quickly in the ice and snow.

Chen Chen quickly followed him and walked for a long time before stopping in front of an ice cave.

"Fire lotus blooms, ice snakes dance, when the soul can bear the pain of living people, heaven and earth will open up."

The old monk repeated this sentence and murmured to himself: "Kitten, you have to remember that if you encounter any trouble that is difficult to solve in the future, maybe this sentence can help you."

Chen Chen asked puzzledly: "Why?"

The old monk shook his head: "I don't even know, but it's not difficult to remember this sentence, right? Let's go!"

He shook off the snowflakes on his body and strode into the ice cave.

Chen Chen also walked in and saw that the top of the ice cave was full of upside-down ice spikes, which were sharp and pointed, just like the traps arranged at the entrance.

The further you go inside, the darker it becomes. In addition, it is already late at night, and although the old monk's lantern casts a little light, it does not help. It can be seen that the old monk does not want to use the lantern for lighting.

Maybe it's just his habit.

But something strange is that when you walk into the ice cave, you feel as if you have isolated the cold outside and turned on the heater. It is very warm. In addition, in this warm environment, the ice here has not melted, which is like a miracle.

"Fire lotus, it should be the effect of fire lotus that makes it so warm." Chen Chen thought to himself.

After walking more than ten meters inside, the old monk finally stopped.

There is no road ahead, and in front of us is a big pit, bottomless and dark.

"The fire lotus is below. When you go down, you can find a lotus carved out of stone. Just drop your blood on it," the old monk said.

"Is that the Fire Lotus?" Chen Chen asked.

"Yes, but I have never seen what the lotus looks like. It may be as big as a fist, but it may also be the size of a compass. It depends on the situation. Go down!" said the old monk.

Chen Chen just wanted to jump into the pit, but the old monk said again: "By the way, there is one more thing. Everything you see below, except the lotus on the stone, the rest are fake. Remember, no matter what you look at,

Don’t believe anything, you know?”

Chen Chen asked: "Master, aren't you going down?"

The old monk shook his head and said: "If I go down, the fire lotus will not bloom."

After receiving his affirmation, Chen Chen jumped down into the pit, then jumped into the air and stood firmly on the ground.

The bottomless pit is actually not that deep. Chen Chen estimated that the depth is ten meters. Because it is pitch black when viewed from above, it feels like you can't see the bottom.

After Chen Chen stood firm, he felt a heat wave coming towards him: "It's so hot, the fire lotus should be nearby."

He was looking for the stone lotus, but he seemed to have stepped on something under his paws. When he lowered his head and looked, he saw that it was a frozen person.

There are more than ten corpses placed here and there.

These corpses all had peaceful expressions, and apparently died peacefully, with no signs of struggle. There were men and women, old people and children.

They all have one thing in common, that is, they are in such a hot place and are frozen, and there are even children as young as three or four years old.

"Forget it, finding the fire lotus is the most important thing."

Chen Chen thought to himself as he stepped on the corpses and quickly reached the bottom of a stone platform.

And on top is a lotus flower the size of an adult's fist, carved from stone, exactly as the old monk said.

"That's it!" Chen Chen said, about to jump on the stage.
Chapter completed!