After returning to the hotel, Yang Qi checked and found that the other half of the jade pendant given by Wang Baiyi contained a map.
"It's just as I guessed." A gleam of light flashed in Yang Qi's eyes.
The half of the jade pendant he got was like a key, and the remaining half was the location of the cave. Both were indispensable.
He took out the other half of the jade pendant and put the two pieces together. The next moment, a strange scene appeared. The two pieces of jade pendants seemed to melt and combined with each other. In the blink of an eye, the two pieces of jade pendants directly merged into a complete jade pendant.
There were some strange patterns on the jade pendant. Yang Qi recognized them as array patterns. Apparently, the senior who left the jade pendant had carved the array into it.
"This is the complete jade pendant." Yang Qi's eyes focused.
After the fusion, there was an additional piece of information in the jade pendant, which was about the cave. The one who left the cave was a strong man named Qingxuan.
"According to the map, the location of the cave should be in the Pacific Ocean." Yang Qi showed a bitter smile. The cave was on a small island somewhere in the Pacific Ocean. Although it had a rough location, it was not so easy to find.
Yang Qi was not in a hurry to find the cave. He had time anyway, so he could take his time looking for it.
It would take some time to translate the contents on the mask of death, so Yang Qi simply went directly to Hong Kong. While accompanying Liu Qian, he asked Li Dongying to help him investigate the location of the cave.
Even in modern society, humans cannot say that they know every inch of the ocean, so even with the help of the Li family, the investigation is not going very fast. Li Fan, on the other hand, has now reached the late stage of Dark Power. Although this is related to Yang Qi's guidance from time to time, Li Fan's own talent should not be underestimated in order to reach this level of cultivation in such a short time.
Unlike Mu Yan, Li Fan was more suitable for practicing the inheritance left by the Mayan ancestors. Yang Qi passed the inheritance of the Mayan ancestors to Li Fan. The practice method of the inheritance crystal was enough to practice to the peak of martial arts, and even have the opportunity to step into the martial arts master.
Of course, this is just a technique. How far it can go depends on Li Fan's own opportunities.
"Yang Qi, the content on the mask of death has been translated." That day, Yang Qi was accompanying Liu Qian out to sea when he received a call from Xie Wei.
Upon learning that the contents of the Mask of Death had been translated, Yang Qi immediately set off for the Magic City and arrived at Mr. Hu's residence that afternoon.
"Mr. Yang, I have fulfilled my mission. The contents of the mask of death have been translated." When Mr. Hu saw Yang Qi, he immediately said with a smile.
Compared to a few days ago, there was a trace of fatigue between Mr. Hu's eyebrows now. It was obvious that Mr. Hu had been busy translating the Death Mask in the past few days. Not to mention that Mr. Hu was old, even Xie Wei was obviously a little tired and haggard.
"I'm really sorry to trouble you two this time." Yang Qi said gratefully. As he spoke, his hand moved and two jade bottles appeared. Inside the bottles were simplified versions of Peiyuan Dan.
"Here are some pills that can strengthen your body. Please accept them, Mr. Hu and Miss Xie." Yang Qi said.
Seeing the jade bottle in Yang Qi's hand, Xie Wei's eyes lit up. She had seen this jade bottle before. It was these pills Yang Qi gave her that allowed Old Xie to recover. She was naturally aware of the effect of this pill.
So when Xie Wei saw the jade bottle, she didn't hesitate and took one directly.
Seeing Xie Wei taking a bottle without hesitation, combined with Yang Qi's identity as a cultivator, Hu Lao also knew that the elixir in the jade bottle was probably not simple, so he accepted it without hesitation. He was just an ordinary person. As he got older, his health was not as good as before. Many research works required the cooperation of other people. If it weren't for Xie Wei's help this time, he would not have been able to translate the content on the Death Mask in such a short time.
"According to our translation, the Mask of Death records the experience of a pharaoh in ancient times who met the god of death. The pharaoh went through untold hardships and successfully met the god of death. He was blessed by the god of death and was given this Mask of Death. The Mask of Death possesses unique powers. Relying on the Mask of Death, the pharaoh unified many tribes. He even put on the Mask of Death before he died and built a pyramid imitating the residence of the god of death, hoping to serve the god of death after his death." Old Hu said.
"Mr. Hu, are you saying that this pharaoh built the pyramid based on the residence of the god of death?" Yang Qi said in disbelief.
The pyramids are the most famous ancient heritage of the Pharaoh Empire and are considered by the world to be the largest remaining cultural relics from the Pharaoh period. But now, Mr. Hu told him that the pyramids were built by the Pharaohs in imitation of the residence of the god of death. This is really incredible.
"This is indeed a little hard to believe, but it is indeed recorded on the Mask of Death. As for its authenticity, it is unknown. After all, according to research, there is no clear record about the origin of the pyramids." Old Hu said with a wry smile.
The records on the mask of death cannot be used as accurate data for research. After all, the god of death himself is a mythical figure. A record about the myth cannot be used as historical material for archaeological research.
"Does it record how to find the residence of the god of death?" Yang Qi had no interest in the origin of the pyramid, he was just a little surprised. In comparison, he was more concerned about where the residence of the god of death, that is, the rumored Temple of Death, was.
"According to the records on the mask, this pharaoh has been deep into the Desert of Death. When the blood dyes the sky red, the storm from hell will blow open the door of the same temple." Old Hu said.
The blood dyed the sky red, and the storm from hell blew open the door of the temple
Yang Qi looked confused. What did this mean
"I don't understand what you mean. After all, many records about myths cannot be guessed by common sense." Old Hu smiled bitterly and shook his head.
China also has many records about mythology, but these records were later confirmed to be imagined out of thin air. There is no guarantee that the content on the mask of death is not imagined out of thin air.
"No matter what, we need two more help this time." Yang Qi expressed his gratitude again. Others may not know, but he knows clearly that the Temple of Death really exists, and it is in the Death Desert.
Not only he knew this, but the Holy See of Light and the Dark Council also knew it. However, up to now, neither the Holy See of Light nor the Dark Council has been able to find the so-called Temple of Death.
"In my opinion, this temple does not exist at all. According to the records on the mask, the temple where the god of death is located should be a pyramid. Although the Sahara is sparsely populated, if the pyramids really exist, it is impossible that there is no record of them at all." Xie Wei on the side said lightly.
Mr. Hu beside him also nodded slightly. He quite agreed with Xie Wei's opinion. (To be continued)