When Taoist Gong heard what Li Yan said, he was stunned at first, but then he couldn't help but be overjoyed. This matter was a top priority. He didn't expect that the other party seemed to have a clue. He said hurriedly in anxiety.
"But please help me, Senior. I will be grateful to you forever!"
There was a pleading look on his face.
"You don't have to call me senior, just call me Fellow Daoist Li. Although I have some inferences and guesses about what happened in the temple, I am still unclear about some things.
Please tell me about the death of fellow Taoist Luo in the temple just now, and the relationship between the main monks in the Taoist temple."
Li Yan slowly walked to the table and sat down on the chair.
Taoist Gong was stunned at first, then his eyes showed surprise.
Although he had never been able to guess Li Yan's cultivation level, although Li Yan did not say it directly, he denied the identity of his senior. Just now he really thought that he had misjudged the other party's age, thinking that Li Yan must have practiced the top-level anti-aging technique.
But after Li Yan's denial, Taoist Gong was even more surprised. At Li Yan's age, he was closer to condensing the golden elixir than himself. How could he not be surprised
But he was more anxious about the murder inside, so he ignored this matter in an instant...
About half an hour later, Li Yan, sitting on the chair, lowered his head, as if lost in thought.
Taoist Gong, who was sitting opposite him, had a solemn expression and did not make any sound, for fear of disturbing Li Yan's thoughts.
During Taoist Gong's narration just now, Li Yan would ask a few questions from time to time, especially about the interpersonal relationships, living habits, etc. of the three deceased people in the Taoist temple.
He also inquired in detail about the information of foreign monks recorded when they entered the mountain gate like him, and finally the clues found by Taoist Gong.
Taoist Gong naturally told what he knew, and even some speculated clues.
About half an incense stick of time later, Li Yan sorted out his guesses and what he had just heard in his mind, then he looked up at Taoist Gong. When Taoist Gong saw Li Yan looking up at him, he couldn't help but be cheered up.
"Fellow Daoist Gong, your words just now have cleared up several doubts in my mind, but there are still two main doubts that I need to confirm.
But before that, I would like to ask you, if you have anyone who has doubts, can you please tell us about it. "
When Taoist Gong heard Li Yan say that most of the doubts had been resolved, he couldn't help but feel happy. But when he heard Li Yan's follow-up question, he couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, but only for a moment, and then he immediately spoke.
"Yes, there are two of them..."
Having said this, Taoist Gong actually started to transmit the message. It was obvious that he took this matter very seriously and was afraid that the murderer would find out the clues.
After hearing this, Li Yan nodded. Taoist Gong was not as clueless as he seemed from outside. Many of his ideas coincided with his own. He thought that some of his superficial behaviors were just to deliberately confuse outsiders.
"As expected of someone who has practiced for hundreds of years, he has become more sophisticated with age. In the absence of any evidence, he has narrowed the scope to a very small extent. I took the opportunity to know some things first, which allowed me to make the following judgment."
At that moment, Li Yan spoke.
"Then let's solve the last two doubts!"
While speaking, Li Yan stood up...
In the early morning of Xuanqing Temple, everything started to operate inside and outside. After knowing that the ancestor would return in the evening, everyone felt much more at ease.
Taoist Gong made arrangements with a gloomy face. In the Taoist temple, apart from him and Hall Master Ji who led fifty people to guard the main hall, the rest of the junior brothers and sisters headed by Kong Nantai each led fifty people to patrol the entire sect.
In this way, on the one hand, the security of every corner of the sect is strengthened, and at the same time, the cultivators who came to teleport outside the mountain gate today are informed that the teleportation formation can only be activated after tomorrow.
On the other hand, Taoist Gong and Hall Master Ji were guarding in the main hall. Although the two men in black robes and the hunchbacked old man were all strong men, Taoist Gong believed that they would not move around at will under the heavy formations. They just waited for the ancestor of Xuanqing Temple to return in the evening.
As the sun rose slowly, inside the huge Xuanqing Temple, except for the occasional patrol of dozens of people flying by, there was silence everywhere. The prosperous scene of the past was no longer there, and there was only a solemn and murderous atmosphere.
At this time, among the palaces and pavilions in the back mountain of Xuanqing Temple, there is an ancient four-story pavilion with flying eaves and hanging bells.
There is a plaque hanging on the second floor right in front of the pavilion, with three bold and large characters "Daojing Hall" inscribed on it!
At this time, it was quiet all around, with no one around.
Although disciples were not allowed to come and go freely in the past, there were still people coming here every day. But today, it was dead silent. Even in the morning sun, it seemed even more quiet and empty.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared like a ghost at the bottom of the steps in front of the Taoist Hall. It came so erratically that it made no sound at all.
This person stopped when he was ten feet away from the steps of the Taoist Scripture Hall. He first looked around, then closed his eyes and released his spiritual sense. After making sure that there was no one around, he suddenly opened his eyes.
He looked at the building in front of him and sneered in his heart. He knew that there was a protective formation four and a half feet away from the steps in front.
If someone dares to step into that range without knowing it, the formation will be activated instantly, and all kinds of terrifying attacks will come at the same time. At the same time, the wind chimes on the eaves of the pavilion will sound loudly, and in just a moment, everyone in the Taoist temple will come.
This place is where Xuanqing Temple’s treasures are stored, so the power of the protective formation here is not much inferior to the sect’s mountain protection formation.
Even if a Jindan cultivator came here, he would be helpless and dare not advance rashly without a method to break the ban.
The man stood there motionless, with a calm expression. He looked around as if he was patrolling the place, and after making sure that there was no one around, he walked forward.
However, he took every step extremely carefully, and even so, he soon arrived at a place about four feet and five feet away from the stairs.
Looking at the flat bluestone ground in front of him, he raised his head to look at the wind chimes on the eaves. He knew that these so-called wind chimes would not make a single sound even in strong winds.
The man stood in place, and while his spiritual sense was once again released to guard the surroundings, he slapped his waist with his hand. Two golden objects flew out of the storage bag and were grabbed by him.
Spreading out the palm, inside the palm is a wind chime that seems to have been split in half by a sharp blade!
This wind chime is very similar to the wind chime on the eaves, except that the wind chime on the eaves is silver-white, while the two halves of the wind chime in his hand are golden. Looking at the golden wind chime in his hand, he thought to himself.
“After completing this mission, I can leave this place. Then I will be rewarded with a large amount of cultivation resources, and my cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds…” Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of this person’s mouth.
It’s a long story, but it only took a moment. After taking out the two halves of the wind chime, this person threw them into the space in front of him.
The two halves of the wind chime turned into two beams of golden light and shot forward. In the blink of an eye, they reached the open space in front of the steps. Ripples and distortions appeared on the open space, and even the ground below became unreal.
Then, a low buzzing sound was heard from that space. Hearing this sound, the man couldn't help but look nervous and became more alert to his surroundings.
He knew that this was a sign that the formation channel was opening, and it was also the most dangerous at this time. Although the sound was low, it could still be detected if there were people nearby.
He only felt dry mouth and his heartbeat accelerated. Fortunately, the sound was extremely short, and it disappeared in just one or two breaths. The distorted open space and space also returned to normal.
The two halves of the golden wind chime flew back to him rapidly and silently.
At the same time, there was a slight "click" sound, and the vermilion door in the middle of the first floor on the stairs opened a gap by itself.
After putting the wind chime into the storage bag, this person knew that he could not delay for a moment, so he quickly flashed towards the stairs.
A distance of several feet was just a thought for him. Looking at the vermilion gate that was gradually getting bigger in front of him, his heartbeat accelerated sharply.
But just as he stepped on the ground in front of the door and was about to push it open to sneak in, his face suddenly changed, and he felt his feet go soft, followed by a sharp pain that suddenly rose from the soles of his feet.
In a hurry, the man's whole body flashed with spiritual light and he flew up quickly about a foot. While flying, he also looked down.
But he saw a huge sand pit under his feet, with fine sand flowing slowly in it, and black smoke was coming out of the boots on his feet, exposing the soles of his feet.
Even though he reacted quickly, the soles of his feet were already covered in blood.
What made him even more frightened was that he clearly felt that even though he had used his magic power to protect his entire body, there seemed to be an unknown thing on the soles of his feet, which was spreading upwards along his tendons and veins and tended to penetrate into him.
He was so shocked that he couldn't help but exclaim.
"Quicksand!"
But he had no time to think about it at the moment. Just as he was using his magic power to protect himself and was about to fly away, a suction force suddenly emerged in the sand pit.
This is the attack of the quicksand technique. If it were normal times, even if he was sucked in, he would still have many magical powers to use to get out.
For example, the "earth escape technique" and the "wall-walking technique", but this quicksand technique was clearly different from all the quicksand techniques he had seen before. The suction force was extremely strong, and with his tenth-level Qi Condensation cultivation, three to four tenths of his magic power had been consumed in just this short moment.
The most terrifying thing is that the sand pit contains a deadly poison that he has never seen or heard of before.
His reaction was so fast, in less than half a breath, that the pair of spiritual weapon-level boots did not even offer any resistance or delay before turning into ashes. This made him even more scared.
He was even more shocked and puzzled. He had already figured out all the formations and mechanisms here through various means. How could something unexpected happen
For a moment, this person was shocked and angry.
"It turns out that there is not just one formation here, but a series of formations. I have been investigating for such a long time, but I haven't gotten any information. I didn't expect Xuanqing Temple to be so deeply hidden. It seems that this mission is going to fail. We must leave the Taoist temple as soon as possible!"
This sudden change frightened him extremely.
Especially since there is some movement here, someone may come here at any time.
He couldn't help but madly activate his magic power in an attempt to fly away immediately.
But what made him despair was that the suction in the sand pit under his feet was getting stronger and stronger, and his body was sinking little by little. He looked around, and at this moment, the surroundings were still quiet, which made him feel a little better about the fear in his heart.
Looking around, he suddenly raised one hand, and a stream of spiritual power shot out from his hand, like a rope, and wrapped around the railing on the steps.
As long as this spiritual rope was wrapped around the railing, he would have an extra leverage point and could quickly escape.
But just when the spiritual rope was less than a foot away from the body, it seemed to hit a wall, and a ball of dazzling light burst out directly. The next moment, it turned into points of crystal light and scattered in the air.
This shocked him and made him even more panicked for a moment.
In a panic, he hurriedly slapped his waist and a flying sword fell at his feet. Under the control of his spiritual consciousness, the flying sword actually carried him up several inches.
Just when he was overjoyed, the suction of the sand pit under his feet increased again, and the flying sword was instantly pulled into the pit again. His body sank with him and he almost stepped into the sand pit with both feet.
This made him extremely frightened and angry, and he hurriedly slapped his storage bag. A white jade ruler appeared under his feet again, which stopped him from falling. With the crazy infusion of his magic power, the white jade ruler carried him up several inches.
Just when it had risen a few inches, the white jade ruler was sucked into the sand pit again...
Just like that, in this man's heartache and rage, he sacrificed one spiritual weapon and spiritual treasure after another, and his movements were so fast that it was dazzling.
Then, all the treasures were sucked into the sand pit one by one. Although he was heartbroken, fortunately, after all this ordeal, he had gradually moved away from the sand pit below that terrified him.
He silently calculated the time in his mind. Six breaths had passed from the beginning to now. He had to escape from this place within ten breaths.
Looking at the pitch-black inkstone under his feet being sucked into the sand pit again, his heart was bleeding. This was a magic weapon, and its power was as strong as a blow from a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.
There were formations covering all sides here, trapping him firmly in the sand pit. He could only fly upwards, without any strength from the surroundings.
Not only did he fail to complete the mission this time, he also lost five or six spiritual treasures and magic weapons. He found that the magic weapons could allow him to fly farther, but the spiritual treasures could only allow him to fly a much shorter distance, and could only rise about two to three inches.
Just now, this magical black inkstone made him rise nearly a foot. As his body continued to rise, the suction under his feet was gradually weakening. This was a good sign.
At this moment, there are only less than two breaths left before ten breaths!