The current chaotic situation in Wugong Mountain was clearly explained by Chu Yan in a few words, like a treasure trove.
Ye Wumian was a little curious, how did she know all this.
It didn't matter that he knew about the poetry annotation conference. After all, Yin Tai and others had mentioned it before.
But how did she know that the Jinding Sect fought against the Mingyue Sect and found helpers?
I vaguely recalled that in the Guanwang Temple, Senior Brother Mi once talked about the fight between the Jinding Sect and the neighboring sect, and claimed that more than thirty disciples had died.
If he hadn't been eavesdropping there, Ye Wumian wouldn't have known about this at all.
And Chu Yan not only knew, but also knew the power configuration on Wugong Mountain.
This girl is truly a mystery.
Ye Wumian didn't like to inquire about her privacy, so he asked instead: "The six second realms... Indeed, with my current strength, it is really difficult to break through. Yan'er, do you have any good ideas?"
Chu Yan's eyes turned into crescent moons as he smiled: "There is no good strategy, but as the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger." Yan'er was at the Liling boundary monument. After hearing that the young master was going to come to Wugong Mountain, Yan'er found a way to get a book of twenty. "Jindingmen Zhi" was published many years ago. Along the way, I have read it whenever I have time. Now after reading it, considering that the young master wants to save people, I have an idea. "
He took a book from Chu Yan's hand, and the four words "Jindingmen Chronicle" were written on the cover.
"Is there such a book?"
Ye Wumian opened it and read it. It was about the situation of the Golden Dome Gate. It is not too thick, only a few dozen pages, and the word count is estimated to be less than 10,000 words.
After browsing it roughly, Ye Wumian asked with a wry smile: "The above is just an introduction to the history of Jinding Sect. Yan'er, can you come up with ideas through this pile of old papers?"
Chu Yan nodded his small head and said: "The contemporary history of a sect is always written on the basis of past history. Young Master, please turn to the page of the ancestral hall."
After Ye Wumian finished reading, Chu Yan said: "It is recorded above that the ancestor's ancestral hall in Wugong Mountain has been listed as a forbidden area for the sect. Ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter unless specifically approved by the sect leader, and are not allowed to enter except when worshiping their ancestors."
After thinking for a long time, Ye Wumian finally asked doubtfully: "Yan'er, you mean, the ancestor's ancestral hall might be hiding the person I want to save?"
The fact that no one is allowed to enter the ancestral temple seems to have nothing to do with the fact that there are people hiding inside.
Ye Wumian made this conclusion bravely.
"That's not the case." Chu Yan shook his head and said, "Only based on this limited information, we cannot infer that the person we are looking for is hidden in the ancestral hall, but we can draw a conclusion."
Ye Wumian said in confusion: "What conclusion?"
"We can use this ancestral hall as a temporary stronghold." Chu Yan said.
"Temporary stronghold..."
This answer was completely unexpected by Ye Wumian and was somewhat beyond his expectations.
However, he was not stupid. After pondering for a while, he quickly understood Chu Yan's intention.
At present, there are so many masters in the Jinding Sect that it is impossible to attack directly and make a quick decision, so we can only try to figure it out slowly.
In this case, why not find a base in advance?
In this way, you can attack when you advance, and defend when you retreat.
And using the ancestral temple as a base is a genius idea.
On the one hand, it is right inside the Golden Dome Gate, so it is convenient to do anything. It is not impossible to sneak into Baishuiquan's bedroom secretly in the middle of the night, shave his hair, and let him change his career to become a monk.
On the other hand, as recorded in "Jindingmen Chronicle", the ancestor's ancestral hall is a forbidden place, and ordinary disciples are strictly prohibited from entering.
This means that even if you sneak in and live there for ten days and a half, no one may find it.
To sum up, using the ancestral temple as a base, sneaking in secretly, and settling in, any plot can be carried out steadily.
Ye Wumian smiled and praised Chu Yan: "Yan'er. You still have a way to come up with this idea by reading this book. If it were me, I would still be at a loss right now."
He is not belittling himself.
If Chu Yan was not by his side, when he heard that Zhou Qingshuang might have been captured by the young sect leader of the Jinding Sect, and that there were six second-level masters in the Jinding Sect, he would probably be in a state of panic. It would definitely be difficult for him to be like Chu Yan. Like Yan, he can still calmly look for a way to solve the current situation.
Chu Yan was not embarrassed by his praise. Instead, he pouted and said, "Master, since you can think of Yan'er well, don't abandon Yan'er easily in the future!"
When she acted coquettishly, her face, which was already like a hibiscus in autumn water, became even more beautiful, adding a bit of shyness, which made people pity her.
However, Ye Wumian felt goosebumps all over his body, and quickly changed the subject: "Yan'er, in that case, let's quickly go to the Golden Summit and sneak into the ancestor's ancestral hall!"
After agreeing on a strategy, the three of them walked up to the Golden Summit without any further hesitation.
It was already evening, the weather was gloomy, and there were snowflakes dancing wildly in the sky from time to time. When Ye Wumian looked up, the red clouds seemed so close at hand that they could be touched by raising their hands.
The higher they went, the stronger the wind became, and Jiang Pan was blown so hard that he couldn't even open his eyes.
Ye Wumian used her inner strength to form a layer of air in front of her, keeping it there, like a barrier from the wind. She walked in front of Chu Yan and Jiang Pan, holding them against the strong wind blowing directly in their faces.
Jiang Pan felt better now.
"The golden top of Wugong Mountain is more than 600 feet high. It is far away from Mount Heng and overwhelms Mount Lu. The wind on this mountain is really strong!"
The wind blew Chu Yan's hair, and the willow branches were dancing. It did not ruin her image, but made her more beautiful.
After walking for a quarter of an hour, a huge courtyard came into view.
Ye Wumian was looking around when Chu Yan said, "Sir, that's the main gate of the Golden Dome Gate over there. You must not go there. Follow me and walk to the left."
After walking for half a stick of incense, she came to a forest of ginkgo and Huangshan pine.
The rest of the Golden Summit is full of green and yellow alpine meadows. Only here, there is such a medium-sized forest.
At this time, it was snowing and icy rain, and there was a layer of ice on the branches. The ice was crystal clear, as if it were coated with white jade powder and inserted into a crystal pillar.
Under the cover of the forest, a high wall blocks the view and extends to both sides, jointly protecting the courtyard of Jindingmen.
On this high golden roof, the courtyard is so exquisitely built that many famous sects in the world are far inferior to it.
Chu Yan said: "Judging from the content in "Jinding Mountain Chronicles", these walls should be newly built. Twenty years ago, they were not so impressive."
Ye Wumian sarcastically said: "It seems that the Jinding Sect has become prosperous during the twenty years that Baishuiquan has been the leader. Otherwise, how would it be possible to build such a courtyard!"
You have made a fortune, but the means of making a fortune may not be on the table.
Chu Yan pointed to the inside of the wall and said, "According to the records in the book, this location is the ancestral hall of the Jinding Gate."
Just looking from outside the wall, nothing can be seen.
But Chu Yan said yes, and Ye Wumian would not doubt anything. He nodded and said, "Okay, then let's stop blowing outside and go in to warm up!"
Chu Yan suddenly raised his hand and said: "Sir, don't be anxious!"
