"This is easy." Feng Nan walked to the pile of vines just cleared away, where there were plenty of branches. He picked up three branches of equal length, tied them with dry vines, and made a thick wooden stick.
"Take off your shoes and clothes." Feng Nan said to a follower.
The follower quickly complied, and Feng Nan took them, putting the shoes on one end of the stick, wrapping it with clothes, and then took off the gourd hanging from his waist, directly pouring it on that end.
Qin Yuesheng smelled it; it was alcohol.
"Hiss... Whoosh!" Suddenly, Feng Nan blew hard, and a flame burst from his mouth, lighting the torch.
Although Qin Yuesheng was much stronger than him, he found this fire-breathing technique quite interesting.
"Give it to him." Feng Nan casually handed the torch to a follower.
The person climbed along the path the other had used before, directly reaching the Great Buddha's hand, and lowered his arm to hand the torch to the White Lotus follower inside the cave.
