Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Collision of the Xiuzhen Alliance and the Three Sheep Concept
A few shuttle shadows under Huangyang Mountain crossed and ran quickly, and finally met at the foot of the main peak.
Several people followed the established route, and the road at the foot of the mountain and several intersections were all bypassed, and even several hidden monitoring and alarm devices were avoided.
Several people swept their eyes, and all five of them were wearing tightly wrapped tracksuits, with the hoodies pulled up, and the same fox masks on their faces.
Fang Xiu made a gesture, and the other four immediately nodded.
The two men, one fat and one thin, jumped up the tree at once, and hid in the green leaves of the branches, and the fat man among them looked so agile that he didn't match his size.
The remaining three nodded and rushed straight up the hill.
In the difficult terrain of the mountain road, the speed of the three people is difficult to identify, the night hides their tracks, and the footsteps on the ground are as light as a flying fox in the snow, even if it circles around the mountain peak, but it does not take long to jump from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountainside.
Zhu Liu raised his hand at this time, and the three of them immediately stopped, and at the same time turned over a carp and stood up, and directly rushed to the tree and hung on it, like three bats.
"There seem to be a lot fewer people breaking in recently, unlike before, when a lot of people come in every day. ”
"Do you remember those three foreigners? My God, I swam in from the bottom of Sanyang Lake, and then climbed up from the steep cliff behind, these guys are dying, I want to go up the mountain to see, what's there to see? I look at it every day!"
"Recently, the popularity of the Internet has decreased a lot! There are a lot fewer people, but was the one who was taken away yesterday a spy? and the few people who took them away, it doesn't look like an ordinary department. ”
"Don't talk about this, don't say what you shouldn't say!"
Immediately a patrol team was seen passing by, all of them were security guards of the security company, flashlights swaying by, accompanied by the sound of chatting.
After waiting for them to pass, the three of them fell down and rushed up the route the patrolmen had descended, and when they arrived, there were almost no surveillance and security personnel.
A cyan stone staircase leads directly to the top of the mountain, zigzag, connecting to the mountain gate of Sanyang Temple.
But all three of them stopped, and everyone could feel the strangeness in this area, and when they got here, even the sound disappeared, and a strange force and fluctuation seemed to keep drilling into their heads.
"Maze!"
"Illusion!"
At this time, Fang Xiu rushed to the front, stretched out his right hand forward, and the three of them gathered together, and saw a black vortex light up from his palm, dragging out a black vortex like a wall of wind around the three bodies.
The three of them quickly walked through this peach forest, and they could see that many peach trees were hung with signs with dense runes, tied with red ropes, and fluttered with the evening breeze, but they couldn't hear the slightest sound, it was the power of illusion that suppressed the perception of their facial features.
At this time, Lin Yu's masked face suddenly looked at one of the peach trees, and as the pieces of talismans collided together, it made a crisp sound, and instantly saw its fast running movements slow down.
In her eyes, she immediately saw the sky light up all at once.
"The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom!"
The peach trees all over the mountains bloomed in an instant, bearing drunken red peach blossoms, and the peach blossoms fell and flew, like a drunken and beautiful flower rain falling into the world.
Lin Yu's eyes suddenly became dull.
She seems to have seen the most beautiful scene in the world, which makes people forget all the troubles in the world and let go of all the memories and pains.
At this time, Fang Xiu stretched out his hand and pulled Lin Yu, dragging her forward.
"Don't be blind!
"I'm going to be able to do it!"
At this moment, I have rushed out of the peach blossom forest and have seen the Sanyang Temple.
"It's here!"
Lin Yu and Zhu Liu jumped on the courtyard wall, only one head leaked, carefully observed the scene inside, and found that the lights inside were basically extinguished, only the lights in the main hall were still on, and they immediately turned in.
Fang Xiu, on the other hand, leaned against the corner of the wall outside the view, sat cross-legged, put his hands behind his head, and looked at the stars in the sky.
The rest of the matter had nothing to do with him, leisurely setting up a whistle outside the temple, Fang Xiu even touched his hand into his pocket, but he leaned in and remembered that this time everyone had nothing on them except the necessary equipment.
Boredom tapping the ground with his footboard, but as if he suddenly remembered something, Fang Xiu suddenly looked at the top of the mountain in the distance, where there was the landmark building of the Three Sheep Temple-Dengxiantai.
Fang Xiu's eyes flashed with silver slightly, and his gaze crossed a long distance to see the scene on the Immortal Terrace.
White stone paving, atmospheric staircase and spacious hilltop square, surrounded by braziers lit up by fire, illuminating the top of the mountain, there is a huge copper tripod in the center of the altar, the incense ash in the tripod is deposited, and it is dyed with incense more than a meter long.
But he didn't see anyone, whether it was Qingyun Dao or his disciples.
Fang Xiu immediately looked at the inside of the temple and mourned in silence for Lin Yu and Zhu Liu.
"Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky!" Fang Xiu shrugged his shoulders and pursed his mouth.
Fang Xiu didn't panic, to be honest, Fang Xiu was not afraid when it was exposed, and it even matched Fang Xiu's meaning and original plan.
Fang Xiu joined the Siege of the Harbor Cultivation Alliance in order to put on the identity of a monk for himself, so that if it was exposed in the future, it would only expose Fang Xiu's identity as a member of the Siege of the Harbor Cultivation Alliance, not Fang Xiu's problems in other aspects.
At that time, Fang Xiu could justifiably carry out activities as a member of the Monk Alliance, Emperor Xudu, and no one would have thought that Fang Xiu was the mastermind behind everything.
Lin Yu and Zhu Liu didn't waste any time wandering around and searching, and immediately recalled the layout of the entire Sanyang Temple in their minds, two figures stepped over the courtyard wall, passed through the courtyard gate, leaped lightly from the roof, and then stepped on the rubble, like a cat towards the backyard.
There are hundreds of disciples living in Sanyang Temple, so the area is not small, and it can be said that it is a very large Taoist temple, especially recently expanded a lot.
The two of them immediately saw that the lights were still on in the room in the backyard.
"Why is the light still on?" Lin Yu said in a questioning voice under his mask.
Zhu Liu knew Qingyun's work and rest habits well, and he had spent a lot of money to collect information: "Of course! After Qingyun Dao people finish cultivating, they should come back to rest! So they don't usually turn off the lights, so we have to act quickly!"
The two jumped down directly, carefully crouched under the window, and looked around.
Zhu Liu pried open the window, Lin Yu jumped in at once, and immediately saw the scene in the quiet room.
There was no one in the quiet room, and it was really the same as what Zhu Liu said.
Lin Yu suddenly looked at the futon in the center, on the side of the futon, there was also a roll of rice paper, divided into more than a dozen sheets, rolled together in a thick stack, Lin Yu picked it up and looked at it, and found that it was about the layout of the maze, and there were a large number of Qingyun Dao people's experience in the use of illusions and talismans, although the basic cultivation part was not recorded, only the use of the maze was recorded.
Qingyun is an old-fashioned old man, and he is not used to using modern equipment, so everything is written to record his cultivation experience and experience, and he also writes a good calligraphy.
"Illusion and Illusion Array!
Lin Yu's face under the mask suddenly became smiling, and he immediately folded it up and stuffed it into his pocket.
After looking around, I found that there was nothing but precious calligraphy and paintings.
Lin Yu still remembered that there was a study room of Qingyun Dao people on the side, Lin Yu suddenly pushed open the side door and broke in, and at the first glance of entering, Lin Yu was immediately attracted by the stacks of talismans and thread-bound books scattered among the desks.
Lin Yu's eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed over, turned left and looked again, and even sniffed the ink fragrance on the talisman, this is a real transcendent item!
"Hahaha!
At this time, she seemed to suddenly feel something, her eyebrows twitched, and she instantly turned her head to look behind her.
"Who?"
I saw a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe standing next to the bookshelf behind him, in the center of the blowing curtain, with a long beard and a deep gaze.
He was holding a book in his hand and a brush in his right hand, as if he had encountered some doubts in his cultivation, and rushed back to consult the classics and record them, but he didn't expect that an uninvited guest had broken into his room.
Qingyun Daoren put down the book and pen in his hand, looked at the sneaky, masked figure in front of him, and his voice was a little hoarse and low, but it made Lin Yu's heart tremble as if he was about to jump out of his chest.
"This little friend, I don't know what you have to do if you break into my Sanyang Temple?"