Seeing that Wei Lin's conversation and behavior were quite similar, Wen Ming couldn't help but asked through a message: "Junior brother has outstanding swordsmanship. He doesn't want to pretend to be a scholar, but he is also stylish, but he is also from an ordinary family?"
Wei Lin raised his eyebrows and said vaguely: "Senior Brother Shen Yi can't let go of the scroll. He looks like a scholar. If you follow his example, you can't go wrong."
Wen Ming smiled when he heard this. Shen Yi was indeed not like a monk. He had a gentle temperament and a peaceful look. He was also busy with the tasks in the task hall all year round. He didn't complete many tasks. I'm afraid his hands were not even stained with blood.
Knowing that the four major parties valued the Liang Kingdom, it was even more inappropriate for outsiders to know their identities and origins. He was a little lucky that he did not go directly to Taiyi Sect. Now, except for a few people, no one knew that they were from the Liang Kingdom.
When they arrived at Yuan'an Temple, they were not in a hurry to explore the Yanming Pagoda at night. The situation in the tower was unknown. If they went there rashly to trigger some mechanism and were discovered by the monks in the temple, the outsiders who had just entered the temple would definitely be the first suspects.
Therefore, using their status as students, the three of them visited Yanming Pagoda several times with other students in the school. They listened to Zhike Monk's talk about the origin of Yanming Pagoda and the life of Master Huijue, and even participated in Went to several poetry and cultural gatherings.
After a few days like this, the three of them seemed like visiting scholars who really came here to see the scenery. After viewing the scenery, they said goodbye to the Zhike monk and left Yuan'an Temple.
The night was as dark as ink, and there were no fingers visible. All the monks and pilgrims in Yuan'an Temple fell asleep. Only the monks who stayed vigil were beating wooden fish under the Buddha. In the silent night, the sound of wooden fish could be heard far away, and the whole Yuan'an Temple seemed Quieter.
Three black shadows walked silently through the temple, and arrived at the foot of the Yanming Tower. After a sizzling sound, the huge empty green ironwood lock on the door was disconnected.
A low curse sounded: "There is stuff in the wood, it can't be pushed!"
Without spiritual power, their strength is not much greater than that of ordinary warriors. The two doors are cast together by three layers of materials. The outside and inside are made of Conscious Ebony, but the middle is made of black iron that is about a finger wide.
Wei Lin put away the jade bottle containing the corrosive liquid in his hand, and worked with the two of them to push the door. With the efforts of the three of them, half an hour later, the door was finally pushed open to a barely passable gap. Unexpectedly, it was like this when entering. Disaster.
Wei Lin took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his hands. It was annoying that he couldn't use the dust removal technique.
He folded the handkerchief and was about to put it back when the dark clouds in the night sky were blown away by the wind, leaking out traces of moonlight, and a few streaks of green liquid on the white brocade handkerchief came into view.
Wei Lin's pupils shrank, "Poisonous!"
He raised his hands, his palms were all bloody, and the blood turned dark green, but he didn't feel any pain. There should be paralyzing toxins in the toxins. He sealed the meridians of his arms without thinking. If it was too late, he would be unable to move.
Yue Yi was the first to push the door. He had been in contact with the door for the longest time. At this time, his entire arm was swollen. Seeing his symptoms, Wei Lin acted again, making cuts on his arm and draining out the poisonous blood. .
Wen Ming followed suit and started bleeding. Yue Yi gritted his teeth and followed suit.
Although the blood was drained in time, toxins still entered the body and there was a slight feeling of numbness in the body.
Looking at the Yanming Tower in the darkness, it seemed like a giant beast was hiding in the darkness, waiting for them to come to the door. Yue Yi couldn't help but retreat: "How about we leave first and come back after forcing out the poison."
These toxins may not look fatal for the time being, but they are poisons after all. Leaving them in the body is always a hidden danger. Who knows whether they will turn into deadly poisons after fermenting overnight.
Wen Ming: "No! The lock has been destroyed. If we leave now, Yuan'an Temple will definitely find out tomorrow. It will be heavily guarded by then and it will be difficult to get in again."
"What's the matter? In the worst case, we'll kill them all."
Yue Yi didn't care, even if he couldn't use his spiritual power, these mortals were no match for them.
Wei Lin glanced at him and said calmly: "If Junior Brother Yue Yi is afraid, just stay outside."
"Who is scared!" Yue Yi jumped three feet high like a cat that stepped on its tail. He snorted coldly and walked towards the tower first.
Wen Ming gestured to Wei Lin with his thumb, "You still have a way."
As he walked to the door, Yue Yi, who hesitated again, was heartbroken when he heard the words. He was ashamed and angry. He gritted his teeth, turned his body sideways, and squeezed in first.
Wei Lin shrugged and followed in.
The inside of the tower is very empty, with no obvious stratification. There is only one floor on the top, which is faintly shining, and it should be where the Buddha's relics are located. However, there are no ascending steps in the entire tower.
Yue Yi was half a foot in front of him. His legs had sunk into the ground and he was desperately trying to pull himself out. However, there was nothing around him and there was no object to draw strength from. The more he struggled, the deeper he sank.
Wei Lin was suddenly startled and looked down at his feet. Sure enough, his legs were slowly sinking. He tried to jump up, but it seemed like a huge mountain was pressing down on him. It was a heavy earth technique!
Wen Ming, who had not yet come in, asked nervously: "What's wrong?"
"It's the Heavy Earth Technique." Wei Lin said, calling out the Moli Sword and inserting it into the wall of the tower next to him, stopping his sinking. After receiving Yue Yi's look that looked like he was asking for help, he stretched out his hand in disgust.
Yue Yi, who successfully pulled it out, was still frightened and held Wei Lin's hand tightly without letting go.
Wei Lin was speechless, threw away his hand, and said angrily: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Take out your sword."
Yue Yi let go of his hand, hurriedly called out his Shadow Sword, and inserted it into the tower wall. He only heard a ding sound, and his arm was numb from the shock. The Shadow Sword was only inserted shallowly into the tower wall, and the depth was not at all Can't bear his weight.
He was stunned. Qianjiu had just inserted it easily. He looked at the blue sword in Wei Lin's hand in surprise. This sword
There was no time to think more, because after letting go, his legs began to sink again, so he quickly hugged Wei Lin's arm.
The clean and new sleeves were wrinkled into folds. Wei Lin's face suddenly darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Let go!"
Yue Yi's face flushed red, her lips wriggled a few times, and she let go of Wei Lin's arm in the eyes of Wei Lin.
Wei Lin took a few deep breaths, reached out and grabbed his collar, lifted him up, and urged, "Hurry up."
Yue Yi felt grateful and quickly inserted the sword into the tower wall with all his strength. The effect was minimal. Wen Ming, who entered cautiously from behind, took a general look at the situation inside the tower and tried too, but failed.
He took out the prepared rope, looked up, and estimated the distance. He needed to jump to a certain height before the rope could be thrown to the top partition. "Junior Brother Qianjiu, give me a hand."
Wei Lin frowned. Although the entire tower was empty from their feet to the top partition, for some reason, he always felt a little frightened when he looked up.
Wen Ming urged: "Junior Brother Qianjiu?"
Wei Lin glanced at the robe worn by Wen Ming. It was of the middle grade and could withstand the initial attack of the golden elixir, so it should be fine.
"Brother, be careful."
As a warning, he let go of Yue Yi and pulled Wen Ming, and threw him hard. Wen Ming was thrown high. At the highest point, after briefly moving in the air, his figure became a little lighter, and he seemed to have escaped. The scope of the Heavy Earth Technique.
Yue Yi felt relieved. Once Wen Ming found a place to stay, he could pull him up and get rid of this damn heavy earth technique.
Heavy Earth Technique is a medium-sized earth-type technique. It is quite satisfactory and not many people use it. However, it is unexpected that it is used in such a situation and is so deadly.
If he hadn't had a companion just now, he could only have slowly sunk into the soil and suffocated to death.
Wei Lin was not as optimistic as he was. The faint sense of crisis lingered in his heart. He raised his head and stared vigilantly, ready to deal with unexpected events.
In the air, Wen Ming, who was out of the range of the Heavy Earth Technique, tapped the tower wall a few times, and soon rose a certain distance. When the height was high enough, he threw out the rope to reach the top partition.
Something unexpected happened!
Flames suddenly burst out from under his feet, and in an instant the midair at the same height as his feet turned into a sea of fire. The temperature of the flames was extremely high. After a few breaths, the wall of the tower under his feet was too hot to stand on.
Wen Ming kicked off the tower wall violently, turning his body several times to move to a higher place, away from the flames.
All the way to immortality
