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Chapter 208 The Essence of Life

Soon the old lamp was dug out by everyone.

Lao Deng, who saw the light of day again, had tears in his eyes. He looked at everyone as if he saw his biological parents and wished he could kowtow to them on the spot.

"Greetings, all donors~" The old lamp in the flame bowed to everyone.

Everyone gathered in a circle and looked at Lao Deng, as if they were looking at a monkey.

"The bronze lotus lamp has actually developed intelligence. It must be a spiritual treasure at least~" someone said.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, and the spiritual energy in everyone's body surged, forming all kinds of strange phenomena, and it was obvious that they were preparing to make a move to snatch it.

"Don't worry, dear donors. We have treasures, and even rare medicines. Everyone has one..."

Lao Deng saw that the atmosphere was not right and spoke quickly.

"Where is it?" everyone breathed a sigh of relief and asked quickly.

Lao Deng shook his head and kept the question a secret: "Does anyone here know a Luosu Sect disciple named Ruan Ming?"

Everyone shook their heads. Luo Suzong and the others knew it, but they just knew it and didn't care. How could the birds in the sky care about the ants on the ground!

"Then everyone should hurry. The disciple named Ruan Ming has already gone to the treasure house half a quarter of an hour ago!" Lao Deng was a little disappointed, but still did not forget to start a fire.

When everyone heard this, they refused to do it.

"You are just a third-class sect disciple, and you want to take away those treasures. You are courting death!"

"Hmph! Let's go and take a look. If it's still there, make him spit it out one by one!"

The crowd marched towards the treasure house halfway up the mountain.

Inside the treasury, Chang Qing, who had almost finished cleaning up, suddenly remembered that there was still a trace of the flame of the old lamp sealed in his body. In order to avoid being tracked, Chang Qing threw it into the dark bath water.

"What a pity! There is no cesspool, otherwise we would have to suppress it in the latrine for 100,000 years!" Chang Qing said, walking outside, and seeing the tree roots chopped by Ling Yu on the ground, Chang Qing suddenly had an idea.

Then tree-shaped spiritual roots emerged, and bits of green light floated above the broken roots, allowing them to grow rapidly. However, after a few breaths, the entrance to the cave was covered again, without any signs of damage.

After finding the switch of the treasure house and going out, Changqing stretched lazily.

"Teacher, where is the exit of this secret realm?" Ling Yu asked a key question.

Chang Qing was stunned. It was true. After they came in, the light door behind them closed. How could they get out now?

Changqing was worried for a moment.

Suddenly, several footsteps were heard from the top of the mountain.

Changqing was delighted, thinking that he didn't have to worry anymore.

They threw out a formation to conceal their figures, and the three of them hid inside it, waiting for these people to come out of the treasure house and lead the way.

After a few breaths, a huge crowd of people came, all wearing clothes of various colors, but all of them were dirty and dusty.

"These must be the group of gold miners." Chang Qing smiled slightly.

The location of the formation is not far from the treasury, so one can hear everything going on inside the treasury very well.

The leader was wearing the attire of a disciple from a third-rank sect, and holding a bronze lotus lamp in his hand.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual at the door of the treasury, the figure in the wick breathed a sigh of relief.

The mechanism was pressed, the door to the secret room opened, and dozens of people swarmed in. In the small secret room, there were cries of pain caused by the trampling.

Seeing that the shelf on one side was filled with Buddhist instruments, everyone rushed to grab them, fearing that they would miss out if they were too slow.

There were dozens of people but only a dozen magical weapons, which naturally led to a fight among them.

Lao Deng looked at the people fighting for the treasures, feeling a little proud in his heart: "Those few people just now still didn't get the treasures. I thought they would get there first. Humph! It seems that I overestimated them."

Lao Deng was still thinking about how he would rise after everyone took him out, but his imagination was interrupted by a cry of surprise.

"No, there's something wrong with these magic weapons!"

When someone was fighting for a magic weapon, it suddenly shattered.

This exclamation also woke up the people who were trying to grab the treasure.

Someone applied a little force to the magic weapon in his hand, and a handprint appeared on the weapon.

"These magical weapons have long lost their spirituality and can no longer be used!" Someone explained the reason.

Suddenly, everyone looked at the bronze lotus lamp floating in the air with unfriendly eyes.

There was suspicion in their eyes. Before this, Baodeng had sworn that there was a treasure here, but now there was only a pile of broken objects. It seemed that Baodeng was deceiving them.

Seeing this scene, Lao Deng was also very anxious. He knew he had to say something, otherwise he would not be sure whether he could get out later.

Lao Deng glanced at the area covered by tree roots and said, "Never mind, let's get out first!"

"Amitabha, don't worry, donors. I never expected that the magic weapon would turn into an ordinary weapon. But there is another thing in this secret room that I believe will satisfy you!" Lao Dengkou chanted the Buddha's name to calm everyone down.

But after everyone looked around and scanned with their spiritual sense, they didn't find anything and became angry.

"You old bald donkey, the secret room is so small, and there are treasures in it, are you trying to trick us?"

Honglian Laodeng also knew that everyone was facing a crisis of trust, and hurriedly said, "Dear donors, have you ever heard of the essence of life?"

"what?!"

"The essence of life, is there really such a thing here?"

"If I can get some, then this trip won't be in vain."

"If I offer it to the sect's ancestors, I will have the resources to cultivate for the rest of my life."

Everyone was surprised. The essence of life was too rare. Seeing that the bronze lotus lamp did not seem to be lying, everyone gradually became jealous.

Little did he know that Honglian Laodeng was furious! He was already very weak, and had wanted to save it for himself to recover his strength, but he never thought that it would be a bargain for these people.

Following the guidance of Honglian Laodeng, everyone pushed aside the branches and entered the cave.

Everyone entered, all showing an intoxicated look.

“It smells so good~”

"It tastes like the pure essence of life!"

Everyone looked towards the dark "pool of water", unable to conceal the heat in their eyes.

Looking at the dark water, which looked terrible, some people felt something was not right.

"As far as I know, the essence of life should be emerald green and slightly cool to the touch. Why is this essence of life so black? Like it's been thickened?"

Someone's little head turned and said sarcastically: "This place has been sealed for tens of thousands of years, so it is normal for the color to change. It's unusual to see it."

"The cave is filled with the breath of life essence, can it deceive us?"

No one cared anymore and they all took out their jade bottles and rushed to get water.

Many people couldn't help but be curious and took a light bite, but their brows were furrowed.

"Hmm~ It does contain rich life essence, but why does it feel sticky in the mouth when I drink it?" someone questioned.

Someone said disdainfully: "You wolfed it down without knowing the taste. It's a waste for you. Don't you know that this thing needs to be used in conjunction with alchemy to achieve the greatest effect?"

After hearing this, everyone understood and put away the jade bottles in their hands for fear of losing them.

In the formation not far away, Jiao Cang was rolling on the ground laughing, trying hard not to laugh out loud, and Ling Yu was also trying hard to hold back his smile.

Chang Qing looked at the people who were being attacked by himself and said to himself: "NP!"

It turns out that the only one who can convince yourself is yourself.