In the room, Shu watched his master and a group of senior brothers and sisters all beginning to close their eyes and sit in meditation to adjust their posture and prepare for the battle at night. He couldn't help but laugh to himself. It seemed that he was the most nervous one.
Then Shuguan also closed his eyes and began to practice his luck silently, and soon his mood calmed down.
"It's almost time."
I don't know how much time passed, until the voice of Master Li Zhixia rang in my ears, Shu Guan opened his eyes. He felt refreshed, his mind was as clear as the lake in the view, and there was no trace of nervousness anymore.
Just now, he was lucky enough to have eleven Little Zhoutians, but it wasn't the master's voice that sounded, maybe he could break through the twelve Little Zhoutians this time.
As expected, the senior brother was not lying. The devil training in the past few days not only made his physical strength improve by leaps and bounds, but also greatly helped Zhou Tian move his luck.
It was completely dark outside the window. Shu Guan raised his head and glanced at the wall clock on the wall of the room. It was already ten o'clock in the evening.
In this era, most ordinary civilians did not have much nightlife. After ten o'clock, they had basically fallen asleep. Especially in the warehouse area near the dock, there were no traces of pedestrians on the road.
Perhaps a few hours ago, Fifth Senior Brother An Zichun said that he was waiting for the neighborhood to quiet down when it got dark, and he did not want ordinary people to witness the battle of their practitioners.
It's just that the battle between so many cultivators will still be loud and noisy. Even the residents nearby who have fallen asleep will still be awakened. So what's the point of waiting for so long and risking being run away by those evil cultivators? Woolen cloth?
The most important thing is, after the battle is over, do you still have to stick the Forgotten Talisman one by one?
Shu Guan was still a little confused.
"Light the incense."
At this moment, Li Zhixia said this to Mu Yao.
Then Shu Guan saw the second senior brother pull out a long incense stick from the sleeve of his Taoist robe.
This incense stick looks no different from the big incense sticks that are lit all day long at Taiyi Temple on the top of Guishan Mountain. It is three feet long and dark purple. When he took it out from Mu Yao's sleeve, the whole room was filled with a strange aroma. .
Mu Yao stretched out two fingers and gently twisted the incense head. Then the incense was lit. A wisp of pale white smoke rose from the cigarette butt, and the strange aroma in the room became even stronger. After a while, Shu Guan smelled the strange fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, and actually felt a drowsy feeling.
You must know that he has just finished sitting in meditation, which should be the most refreshing moment for his head.
The long incense smoke condensed into a wisp, and floated out of the window leisurely, as if pulled by some force, and filled the night outside the window.
For some reason, at this moment, Shu Guan felt that the world outside the window had become quieter.
"That's Mengxiang."
Seeing some confusion in Shu Guan's eyes, Fifth Senior Brother An Zichun smiled and explained:
"The aroma emitted by Mengxiang has little effect on us practitioners, but it can make ordinary people fall into the deepest sleep very quickly, and they will not wake up even if there is thunder in their ears."
"As for the area of influence of Mengxiang, it is about two kilometers in radius, so no matter how fierce the battle we wait for, it will not be noticed by ordinary people."
Shu Guan immediately understood why the master had to wait until night before taking action.
After waiting for about five or six minutes, Li Zhixia nodded and said:
"It's almost time, let's go."
…
In the deserted street, several Taoist figures suddenly appeared, walking towards the warehouse across the street.
The leader was a middle-aged Taoist wearing a purple Taoist robe. He had a pair of long black and straight eyebrows and a solemn expression. He held a cyan jade box in the palm of his right hand and strode firmly.
Behind him is a round-faced young Taoist priest in black Taoist robes, with a sincere expression and gentle and gentle eyes.
Then there is a delicate woman in red Taoist robes, with skin as good as snow, gentle eyebrows, but an aura as sharp as a sword.
Then there was a Taoist priest in brown robes, with unkempt beard and hair, and a body as tall as a bear. He also wore a steel vest outside the Taoist robes, with two armed belts full of bullets hung diagonally on his chest, and he was holding a Gatling gun in one hand. , with a rifle on his back.
Walking side by side with the Taoist in brown robe is a middle-aged Taoist in yellow robe. The Taoist has a handsome appearance and is full of the charm of a mature man. He is walking calmly and elegantly, and does not look like he is going into a battle where the outcome is uncertain. Fighting is more like going to a friend's appointment to make tea and talk.
Then there was a young Taoist priest wearing a moon-white robe. His appearance was as cold and handsome as the bright moon in the sky. He walked with his hands behind his back, and his temperament was otherworldly.
Shu Guan walked at the end of the team, wearing a gray robe. Among the senior brothers and sisters with different appearances and extraordinary styles, he looked a bit ordinary.
A group of seven people walked out of the hotel, walked through the street, and headed towards the warehouse.
The moon in the sky is very bright, stretching everyone's figure.
Shu Guan felt that he would never forget this scene tonight for the rest of his life.
Then they walked into the fence, inside which lay the warehouse guards, snoring one after another. These people had already fallen asleep under the influence of Mengxiang.
Li Zhixia waved her hand, and then the warehouse guards on the ground floated up in their sleep, floated over the guardrail, and floated to the opposite road, but no one woke up.
Then a group of people who watched Shan Ji came to the door of the warehouse. The door of the warehouse was tightly closed. It was quiet inside, and not a trace of light came through the crack in the door.
Li Zhixia stood at the front, with his six disciples lined up behind him.
"Master, they should have noticed it."
Mu Yao said in a low voice.
Li Zhixia nodded.
Even if the evil cultivators of the Bone Demon Sect didn't notice anything unusual during the day, they must have realized something was wrong the moment the dream incense was ignited.
Just to prevent ordinary people from being involved, it can only make those evil cultivators alert earlier.
"They're waiting for us!"
Li Zhixia smiled and said.
On one side of Mu Yao's wrist, there was a green leaf between his fingers. He blocked the green leaf in front of his right eye, and then closed his left eye.
One leaf blinds the eyes.
What is blocked is the human eye, what is opened is the spiritual eye.
On the green leaves, an eye appeared, with a faint light shining in it, staring at the door of the warehouse.
However, Mu Yao quickly put down the green leaf, shook his head to Li Zhixia and said:
"There is a black gloom inside, and I can't see anything."
"The Bone Demon Sect is also a long-established practice sect, and some hiding methods are normal."
Li Zhixia said as expected:
"Lao Wu, try it."
"As you command, Master."
An Zichun took out a handful of millet and threw it into the air. The millet fell to the ground one after another.
An Zichun looked down at the millet scattered on the ground.
Ask about rice skills!
The divination technique that An Zichun is best at is the most useful for finding people.
A few seconds later, An Zichun knelt down and drew a rectangular shape on the ground.
Then he raised his head and said in a deep voice:
"Seven people, two are hidden behind the door, one is here, three are here, and one is here."
He clicked a few times on the simple warehouse map.
"However, my disciple can only count the practitioners below the Fetal Movement Realm. The elder of the Gusha Sect in the Fetal Movement Realm can't be determined."
"It doesn't matter, that's enough."
"Fourth, do it!"
Following Li Zhixia's order, the fourth disciple Qiu Yang took a step forward and was the first to take action.
Shu Guan had always thought that among them, the first to take action would be Second Senior Brother Mu Yao or Third Senior Sister Rui Jianqiao.
Unexpectedly, it was the fourth senior brother, who had been hiding in the weapons room all day long and did not look like a combatant of Shan Si Guan, who was the first to take action.
Of course, to be more precise, what Qiu Yang moved was the gun.
Qiu Yang took off the ammunition belt from his chest, buckled it on the roulette wheel of two Gatling guns, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the warehouse door, and pulled the trigger.
The next moment, countless bullets rained down on the warehouse door.
In the night, it is as gorgeous as fireworks in full bloom.
