Halfway up the mountain, Lao Jin nervously glanced left and right, and tapped the barrel three times.

The sound fell, the barrel opened automatically, and a masked teenager with a large bag on his back jumped out of the barrel.

Glancing around, the boy frowned slightly.

"Why don't you send me directly to the sect?"

"No, when you get to the kitchen, they'll start checking the barrels, and there's no chance of letting you out."

Fang Yi frowned again.

He felt that this was just one of the reasons, and the other reason was that Lao Jin was afraid that the matter would be exposed and implicated in him.

If it is just discovered that an outsider has broken into the Akatsuki Gate, there are many ways, and it is not necessarily suspected that Lao Jin is on it.

But if Fang Yi was seen coming out of the barrel where the ingredients were transported, Lao Jin basically didn't want to live.

Forget it, halfway up the mountain, everything can go according to plan.

As soon as the balance was settled, Fang Yimu sent Lao Jin away.

He wasn't worried that Lao Jin would sell him backhandedly.

Because when Fang Yi found Lao Jin, he personally went to his house to discuss the matter.

A family of six, all huddled in a dilapidated house, needless to say, is thirsty for money.

This is one of the important reasons for this transaction.

The second reason is that Fang Yi knows where Lao Jin lives.

Although people in the rivers and lakes will not be able to cause harm to their families, this kind of threat and hidden danger still exists.

Lao Jin didn't dare to gamble with his family's life, so naturally he didn't dare to sell Fang Yi, and he was very cooperative.

Now that Fang Yi is put down halfway, Lao Jin only thinks about how to clear the suspicion, not to frame Fang Yi.

One is that there is no benefit, and the other is that it ignites the fire.

In case someone asked why he knew that Fang Yi would be in the Red Moon Gate, it would be difficult to argue and full of flaws.

Lao Jin left, and Fang Yi checked the surrounding situation, as well as the geographical environment.

The main buildings of the Akatsuki Gate are all on top of the mountain.

Although there are patrols on the mountainside, there are not many of them, and most of them are very lazy, and it seems that no one has been troubled by the Akatsuki Gate for a long time.

This kind of small sect has no internal resources, and its martial arts are still sparse and ordinary.

The most important thing is that the address of the sect chosen is still so disgusting, occupying a steep mountain, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Without sufficient profits, no one wants to trouble them.

The patrolling Akatsuki Sect disciples also seemed to be loosely accustomed, and they didn't pay attention to observation at all, they were just wandering around.

This kind of attitude wants to discover Fang Yi, it is simply fantastical.

Hiding in the grass, Fang Yi waited for the lone Chiyue Sect disciple to gradually approach.

When this disciple approached the grass, Fang Yi suddenly attacked.

Yikes!

I saw a flash of white light, and the younger brother's throat was directly cut.

was covered by Fang Yiyi again, and he didn't have time to make any sound, so he slowly fell down.

This sword, Fang Yi was calculated, not only did the blood spurt less, but it was all sprayed on the Liuying Sword and the ground.

As for the clothes worn by the disciples of the Red Moon Sect, not a drop of blood was stained.

As if he had been prepared, Fang Yi took out clean water from his bag and washed the ground.

Then take off the corpse's clothes and put it on yourself.

Immediately, he threw the body hard and threw it directly off the cliff.

Tearing off the black cloth of the mask and showing his disguised face, he is basically no different from the ordinary disciples of the Akatsuki Sect.

The only problem is that no one in the sect knows him as a new face.

After doing all this, Fang Yi found the right position, came to the edge of the mountainside, looked at the vertical cliff, and took out two iron swords from his bag.

Running lightly, jumping up hard, the body jumped high.

When the light power was exhausted, Fang Yi used his internal force and directly sank the sword into the rock, leaving only the hilt outside, and hanging his body firmly in mid-air.

With a slight force of his hands, his body flipped over, and the person was already stepping on the hilt of the sword.

Grasp the sword in your right hand and step on it hard.

Click!

The hilt of the sword under his feet was directly trampled off, and he fell under the cliff.

Only the blade of the sword that had sunk into the cliff was left in place, and if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't look out of the ordinary at all.

Fang Yi borrowed his strength, jumped high, and stabbed the iron sword in his right hand into the cliff steadily.

This action was basically the same as when he was on the first sword, the only difference was that when he was on the second sword, Fang Yi jumped higher, and the distance from the top of the mountain was shortened a lot.

This is also because when the first sword was made, Fang Yi still had some spare strength, afraid of making mistakes, worried that this plan would not work.

By the time of the second sword, it was already clear that this move was feasible and there was no psychological burden, so he used it with all his might.

Glancing at the top, Fang Yi roughly estimated that there were probably seven more swords to climb to the top of the mountain.

In Fang Yi's bag, there are a full ten handfuls.

"It's about the same height as expected, and I just brought three more iron swords."

In ancient times, there was no such thing as a climbing artifact, and it took a lot of time and effort to make it yourself, and the quality was not necessarily good.

Without the blessing of system skills, without making drawings, it is difficult to make good quality things by making them yourself.

Unless you spend time studying, forging comprehension in the dungeon, and getting the approval of the system, you can create a mountaineering pickaxe that is similar to the modern one.

Fang Yi naturally wouldn't choose this plan, but went to buy twelve iron swords.

Using the "Elementary Basic Forging Technique", which has not been used for more than half a year, it has been slightly improved, and after testing it on the nearby mountain, it will be used in the current actual combat.

When he first chosen, Fang Yi chose a relatively short and sturdy iron sword.

Short, it is for easy carrying.

Robustness is an important criterion for completing this program.

Especially after the improvement, the sharpness was completely abandoned, and the sword body became more stable.

Because the main purpose of these iron swords is to force them into the cliffs and use them as pedals.

It relies on the blessing of internal force, not its own sharpness.

In addition to the improvement of the sword body, in terms of the hilt, Fang Yi also deliberately chose brown, which is more inclined to the color of the rock system, which is convenient for concealment.

Although it doesn't work for the time being, it is.

Because Fang Yi jumped once, he would step on an iron sword.

Let the protruding hilt of the sword fall directly off the cliff to solve your worries.

The current time is approaching the time when the morning shift and the night shift of Akatsukimon are exchanged.

Anyone who was on patrol was a mentally exhausted guy who had been on vigil all night.

In addition, Fang Yi deliberately controlled it, so the movement sent out was still relatively small, and no one noticed it.

In the process of climbing upward, it gradually went around to the back of the mountain, reducing the possibility of being discovered.

In this way, the special iron sword is used as a mountaineering pickaxe, and the upward climbing is concocted in the same way.

A quarter of an hour later, there were only two iron swords left in Fang Yi's backpack.

And his position, from the top of the mountain, is only the last jump away.

The more you get to the last minute, the less you can afford to rush.

Fang Yi opened his eyes to see the six ways and his ears to listen to the eight directions, first observed the surrounding situation for a while, and then took a leap for life!

Click.

The hilt of the sword fell, and Fang Yi had landed firmly on the top of the mountain!

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ps: I'm sorry, I'll do it three times today...... (Boasting is blowing up.) ）

PS2: I won't watch LOL live tomorrow, and I must strive for four more T_T.