"Let me see what exactly you're trying to do!"
A trace of gravity appeared in Li Qing's eyes as he pushed the door open and stepped inside.
Creak.
The great doors let out a grating sound.
A resplendent hall of gold and jade appeared before his eyes.
The hall was at least five zhang square, and to the left, right, and directly ahead stood rows of pure golden Arhat statues.
At the center of the hall, a gray-robed monk sat alone upon a meditation cushion.
The monk's beard hung to his chest. He sat cross-legged, his hands drooping over his knees, his face withered and desolate, devoid of the slightest trace of life.
At the sight of this monk, Li Qing could not help but furrow his brow.
Ten Directions Reflection Infinite Observation had already unfolded, surveying every inch of the hall without missing the slightest detail.
The three-hundred-and-sixty-five-degree, dead-angle-free observation within his mind was refined to the utmost extreme; it missed not even a single wrinkle on the other man's skin.
There was no fluctuation of life whatsoever on this man's body. He was truly dead.
Yet his corpse showed no signs of decay at all, leaving Li Qing faintly surprised.
After giving it some thought, he spoke calmly.
"What did you lure me here for?"
Li Qing's voice slowly echoed through the hall.
The next instant, something astonishing happened.
The monk, whose eyes had been closed, slowly opened them and calmly looked at Li Qing before him.
His formerly lifeless body seemed to have been activated by some sort of power.
"Greetings, Benefactor."
"This humble monk is Yuanxin, an elder of Radiant Buddha Bone Temple."
"I invited you here to ask one thing of you, Benefactor."
"What is it? Let's hear it first."
Li Qing spoke expressionlessly.
Yuanxin's