On the mountainside of Izumo Peak, white clouds are covered.

A young disciple in a moon-white robe was walking up the stairs along the mountain road.

One of its feet was raised, and he was about to step up a stone staircase, when he felt a flower in front of him, and then the whole person stood in place, unable to move, and even his consciousness became blurred.

Then the figure beside him flickered, and a tall young figure suddenly appeared there, it was none other than Han Li.

"Tell me a little bit about the situation of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion in the sect. Han Li's eyes flashed with a blue glow, staring at the young man's eyes, and he said slowly with a strange voice.

"The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is located on the Jisheng Peak and is divided into two pavilions, inside and outside. The outer pavilion is open to all disciples and elders, while the cabinet only allows inner disciples and elders to enter......" The white-robed disciple's eyes were dilated, like a wooden man half-sluggish replied.

Listening to what this disciple said, the expression on Han Li's face remained unchanged, and a hint of thoughtfulness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

As the most important thing in the matter, the Cold Flame Sect's management of the Scripture Pavilion is naturally very strict.

On weekdays, the disciples and elders of the sect in exchange for classics not only need to pay a large amount of spirit stones, but also need to deduct the contribution points of the sect.

The contribution points of the sect are to measure the degree of contribution of the disciples and elders to the sect, which is generally obtained by completing the tasks issued by the sect, the more arduous the task, the higher the contribution points that can be obtained, there is not enough time to accumulate, and it is impossible to have enough contribution points in exchange for high-level exercises and secret arts.

Therefore, it is rare for some people to take the wrong side of the sword and seek other ways.

Once upon a time, there were also many loose cultivators with bad intentions, who secretly sneaked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to steal the classics under the pretense of joining the Cold Flame Sect to become an elder of the outer gate, and as a result, they were all discovered without exception, and the end was extremely miserable.

There is no other reason, that is, the precautions of the Scripture Pavilion are too strict, and these people have no chance to take advantage of it.

According to the white-robed disciple, there are Refining Void Elders stationed in the pavilion all year round, and there are patrols from time to time, day and night, the cold and heat are never stopped, in addition, there are countless powerful prohibitions, which are difficult for ordinary monks to approach at all.

Han Li pondered in place for a long time, and as soon as he retracted his finger on the white-robed disciple's eyebrows, his body disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

The white-robed disciple lifted the soles of his feet for a long time, and only then did he step on them all at once.

He stumbled and almost fell.

After stabilizing his figure, he rubbed his calves, which were a little numb, looked around blankly, shook his head a little inexplicably, and continued to walk towards the mountain.

About a stick of incense after that.

Han Li's figure appeared on Jisheng Peak, he was standing under a tall verdant ancient cypress tree, looking out at a two-story octagonal pavilion in the distance.

I saw that the attic was about nine zhang high, with eight corners and eight sides, but only one gate was opened in the south direction.

On the roof of the attic wall, there are engraved with a variety of complex runes for lightning and fire protection.

Two teams of patrolling monks circled the attic, alternating back and forth.

After looking at it for a long time, Han Li's face showed a slightly thoughtful look, and his figure blurred for a while, disappearing from the spot.

On Chinese New Year's Eve.

In a valley deep in the Cold Flame Sect, there is a bluestone hall here, and from time to time there are teams of patrol disciples walking around, there are as many as seven or eight teams, and the people who lead the team are all cultivators, obviously attaching great importance to this place.

A patrol team flew silently past the entrance of the valley, and a big man in a green robe who led the team seemed a little sleepy and yawned silently.

At this moment, dozens of feet away, another patrol team flew over and patrolled in different directions.

Seeing this, the blue-robed man couldn't help but pout.

Although the Heavenly Fu Hall is an important place for the Cold Flame Sect, it is really too cautious to arrange so many night patrol disciples.

Not only is the location here hidden, but there is also a large array of protectors outside that envelops the entire mountain gate, where can anyone sneak here.

Naturally, he didn't dare to say these words, but instead ordered the disciples behind him to be vigilant, and was about to fly towards the valley.

At this moment, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in a hall not far from the big man in Tsing Yi, and then a purple light burst out, and calm immediately returned.

The man in Tsing Yi was stunned and didn't seem to react.

"What people!"

"It's not good, someone has infiltrated the Heavenly Rune Hall!"

The night patrol disciples behind Dahan exclaimed in surprise.

The blue-robed man also reacted at this moment, and flew down in shock, and instantly arrived outside the hall.

"Who dares to trespass into the Heavenly Fu Hall, quickly restrain your hands and arrest it!" The big man burst out, clasped a magic weapon in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the patrolling disciples behind him immediately dispersed and surrounded the main hall.

Whoosh!

The other night patrol disciples also flew in immediately, seven or eight teams, hundreds of people blocked the water around the main hall, and not a single fly dared to fly out.

The hall was dark, and there was not the slightest movement.

All the halls here are shrouded in prohibitions, and the divine sense cannot penetrate them.

Several team leaders glanced at each other, and they were a little unsure whether to rush in.

As night watchdog disciples, they are not qualified to set foot here.

"What's going on?" A white light flew and landed outside the main hall, revealing the figure of a white-haired old man.

"Master Fan, you're here, someone just broke into the Heavenly Fu Hall! We were about to go in and arrest us, but according to the rules, we are not qualified to enter. A team leader walked up to the old man and said quickly.

"What! A group of fools, what rules are they still abiding by at this time, what are you doing in a daze, hurry in!" When the white-haired old man heard this, he immediately roared angrily and rushed towards the main hall.

When several captains saw this, most of them immediately followed, but they also left two outside.

rushed to the door of the main hall, and the white-haired old man was stunned.

The prohibition on the main entrance hall turned out to be intact.

The old man felt strange in his heart, but he didn't have time to think about it, he took out something in the shape of a token, and a white light flew out from above and landed on the gate.

There was a flash of light on the door, and it creaked open.

Several people immediately rushed into the main hall, and the white-haired old man waved his hand to play a trick.

White light immediately bloomed from all parts of the hall, illuminating the hall transparently.

Everyone was stunned, the furnishings in this hall were simple, and only a dozen white jade shelves were placed, which could be seen through at a glance.

It was deserted! There were a few scorched marks on the ground.

"No one, has they already escaped?" several team leaders couldn't help but look at each other when they saw this.

The big man in green clothes was also in the hall, his eyes were round and full of disbelief.

He was next to the main hall at the time of the accident, and his eyes never left for a moment, how did that person leave?

"Ahh

Each of these white jade shelves was filled with materials, and there were prohibitions near the shelves, but the prohibitions of two jade shelves were broken, and the materials on them were much less.

"Liulan Wood, Iron Heart Feather!" the old man ran to another shelf, beating his chest and feet, and his heart was extremely painful.

The faces of several god leaders are not good-looking.

"Chase me, mobilize all the night patrol disciples, and you must catch this thief for me!" the white-haired old man yelled angrily.

......

A large number of precious talisman materials were stolen from the Heavenly Rune Hall, causing an uproar in the Cold Flame Sect, and countless night patrol disciples went out to search for the thief who stole it.

The operation of catching thieves lasted from midnight to dawn, and later, many outer disciples were also woken up and joined the arrest army.

As a result, the entire Spirit Flame Mountain Range was almost turned over, but no trace of the thieves was caught.

This incident quickly alarmed the upper echelons of the sect, and an elder in the late stage of refining the void who was good at tracking came to the Tianfu Hall in person, and after investigation, he judged that the thief had escaped with a thunderbolt teleportation array, leaving no trace at all, and he could not track it down.

Seeing that the elders in the late stage of refining could not find the thief, but it was impossible for the elders in the merging period to be alarmed because of this trivial matter, Master Fan of the Tianfu Hall stopped and stopped the arrest operation.

Although the arrest on the bright side is over, the sect will naturally not leave this matter alone so easily.

There was no trace of the Sect Protector Formation around the Spirit Flame Mountain Range, and that person was naturally still in the Spirit Flame Mountain Range, and the Cold Flame Sect secretly sent a master to pursue it.

After such a thing, the defenses in the Cold Flame Sect were several times tighter than usual.