The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

When Yun Yici was swallowed by the mud, she thought that the disgusting wet mud would not reach her mouth and nose, so she held her breath.

But to her surprise, she felt no discomfort the moment she passed through the mud.

Moreover, my legs felt a very thick layer of mud, and the actual penetration time was only a few breaths, so it seemed like there was only a thin layer.

After realizing that she had successfully passed through the mud and that the hands she was holding were still there, Yun Yici opened her eyes again.

In the darkness, the shimmering golden lotus that had guided them there floated among them.

The group held hands, using the light of the lotus to confirm each other's safety, and their eyes were filled with relief at surviving a disaster.

Then someone burst into laughter, and the laughter spread. The four people and the rabbit held hands and laughed together. Even Ning Tinglan couldn't help but smile.

After laughing, Yun Yici said, "I thought we were doomed."

I never imagined there was another layer beneath the Blood Abyss.

The emperor also exclaimed, "Although we do not know where this place is, we must be the first people to have reached this place."

"Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken. I am the first person to arrive here."

A clear male voice came from the darkness.

The smiles on everyone's faces vanished instantly, replaced by wary expressions.

Yun Yici looked in the direction from which the sound came from the darkness, and light footsteps slowly emerged.

The newcomer turned out to be a simply dressed young monk. He looked quite ordinary, the kind of person you wouldn't notice in a crowd.

However, he was carrying a small lamp in his hand, the material of which was unknown, yet it could burn beneath the Blood Abyss.

Yun Yici had a sudden inspiration and asked, "Senior, are you Master Mingwu?"

The monk smiled gently when he heard Yun Yici call out his name.

He reached out his hand, and the lotus flower that had been floating around Yun Yici and the others flew into the monk's hand like a weary bird returning to its nest.

"I wouldn't call myself a master, just call me Enlightenment."

"I had a vague feeling today that one of my disciples had fallen into the Candle Dragon Domain, so I guided him here. I didn't expect that it would be you young friends who came."

Mingwu, who disappeared two thousand years ago, is actually alive!

This is practically a figure from the same generation as Shen Huaichuan!

Yun Yici dared not shout, so she and Rong Xuan and the others first bowed to Mingwu.

Then she explained, "Master Mingwu, we are direct disciples of Wen Fuyue, the peak master of Wangchen Peak in the Nanhua Sect."

"By chance, my senior brother participated in the demon cultivator's post-ritual ceremony. He accidentally entered the domain of the Candle Dragon and was possessed by some evil entity."

“My master has some connections with the current abbot of Chanyin Temple and Buddhist disciples, which is why the Buddhist disciples gave me a protective formation.”

As Yun Yici spoke, she and the others moved aside to let Mingwu see the dark twilight clouds.

Yun Yici asked nervously, "I wonder if Master Mingwu has a solution?"

Mingwu looked at the dark-skinned rabbit and asked hesitantly, "I haven't been born for many years. Now the Nanhua Sect is so open-minded that it's even recruiting demon cultivators?"

"Then I'll go to Chanyin Temple..."

In fact, Mingwu was very enlightened; otherwise, he wouldn't have taken Li Ji with him and taught her Buddhism back then.

Mu Yunjian said speechlessly, "Don't even think about it, it's impossible. No male demon cultivator would be so foolish as to become a monk."

"It's even more impossible for a female demon to cultivate."

When a Buddha cultivates, he must be ordained. It's one thing for a human to be ordained, but what about a demon?

Transforming into human form can also help conceal one's identity.

Turning back into my demon form is suicide!!

A rabbit with a bald patch in the middle of its head and two hairy ears, or a phoenix with no hair on its head but a golden crown, what kind of creature is that?

They have permanently lost their right to choose a spouse.

If Wen Fuyue had been a Buddhist cultivator back then and wanted to take him as a disciple, then he...

"I'd rather die than become a Buddhist practitioner."

The emperor issued an edict expressing his approval.

After listening, Mingwu sighed and said, "These worldly rules and doctrines are too rigid, causing many promising young Buddhists to hesitate and be deterred!"

"It seems I need to find time to send a dream to Shanfa and ask the disciples in the sect to start growing their hair."

Yun Yici never expected that after only a few words, she would give Mingwu a new idea for his student recruitment advertisement.

It could also change the two-thousand-year-old tradition of Zenyin Temple.

Her lips twitched. "A dream?"

Mingwu said, "Indeed, otherwise who do you think gave that kid Xuanzhu his Buddhist name?"

"Come with me."

Mingwu turned around, picked up the lantern, and walked ahead, with Yun Yici and the others following behind.

On the way, Mingwu explained, "I enjoy traveling around. When I was traveling in the demon realm, I heard the legend of Ziya Blood Abyss, so I wanted to come and find out for myself."

"But as soon as I arrived here, I heard the mournful howl of the Candle Dragon."

"This candle dragon was created by the creation of heaven and earth and should have ascended to the upper realm, but tens of thousands of years ago, the demon realm was in turmoil and the demon cultivators were weak."

“There was an evil aura in the world that was changing the environment of the demon realm. He gave up his ascension and sealed that evil aura with his own body.”

"I was moved by what Zhulong did, so I stayed here to accompany him, preach to him, and ease his pain."

The emperor raised an eyebrow and asked, "Is the Candle Dragon also alive?"

The monk in front of him looked ordinary, but he was not to be underestimated. If Zhulong were added to the mix, he definitely wouldn't be able to defeat him.

The monk Mingwu said, "His fire will never go out."

Mingwu led the group forward in the darkness. After an unknown amount of time, the flame of the lantern Mingwu was carrying went out.

After the last glimmer of light went out, Yun Yici suddenly noticed a new light shining down from above, making it as bright as day almost instantly.

It was through this light that they finally saw the magnificent yet tragic scene before them.

Pale white bones. The spine winds back and forth, its branches longer than a spirit sword, each gleaming with a cold light.

They stood beneath the dragon's head, its skeletal form majestic and imposing, a sense of oppression and suffocation rising within them.

But the white light that illuminated everything also dispelled all their fear.

The white light emanates from the dragon's mouth, which holds a candle in its mouth.

Yun Yici almost instantly thought of the dragon guarding Shen Huaichuan.

The dragon in front of them was even larger than that terrifying jiaolong.

Mingwu placed a futon under the dragon's head. The futon was old and dusty from being sat on for a long time.

Now that Yun Yici and the others have arrived, it's impossible for them to sit separately on this prayer mat.

Fortunately, Rong Xuan was prepared and took out cushions from his storage bag to distribute to everyone.

Everyone sat below the dragon's head, still looking dazed.

It turns out the legend wasn't false; there really is a Zhulong, and it's located just below the Blood Abyss.

Mingwu sighed, "I thought I was the last person to meet you, but I never expected that there would be a junior you would get to meet."

After he finished speaking, he said to Yun Yici and the others, "In fact, Zhulong left behind three seals before he died. One was his body, one was the red water pressing on him, and the last one was his domain."