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The moment the leader saw the waist card on the ground, his brain seemed to explode suddenly.

The person beside him quickly took out a bell and began to shake it continuously.

The sound from this bell is long and long. Although the bell looks small, the sound is very loud and can penetrate far.

This is the Taoist magic weapon of Tiandaozong, and basically all the guards will get it before they get up.

The sound of a bell can directly penetrate the second layer of Tiandaozong.

With the ringing of the bell, the leader finally reacted and shouted suddenly.

"Enemy attack!"

After a while, Master Qingfeng picked up the waist card on the ground, glanced at the name on it, turned to look at the person beside him, and asked seriously.

"Are you sure they disappeared when you just came here?"

The guard disciple looked nervous, nodded hastily, and said.

"When we arrived, we found no one inside the main entrance. We thought they were being lazy and chatted outside the main entrance, but when I came out, I found that only the badges were left."

This has never been encountered in such a situation since Tiandaozong closed the mountain 20 years ago.

Not to mention the strength of Tiandaozong, but the hidden location, it can be said that except for Chu He who came in the evening, no outsider has been able to find this place in the past twenty years.

Even Chu He was able to barely find this place under the leadership of Qitu Fuyuan.

Master Aomine narrowed his eyes and spoke.

"I see. I will send you an additional team of gatekeeper disciples tonight. You have to be vigilant to each other. Once you find a problem, ring the bell immediately. Understand?"

The guard disciple nodded quickly.

After what happened tonight, I woke up from sleepiness and fright, who dares to be careless at this time?

Master Qingfeng walked aside, and spoke to Master Taixu.

"Who will it be?"

Master Taixu sneered and said lightly.

"For twenty years, no one has ever found me, Tiandaozong. Who do you think it would be?"

Master Qingfeng revealed a ferocious smile on his face, and said.

"It seems that the National Scholars Academy is not giving up."

Daoist Taixu said with a sneer.

"Don't worry, play with him."

"He attacked the disciples of the main gate, I don't think he just wanted to provoke."

"Now he is estimated to have entered the Heavenly Dao Sect. As long as we activate the protective array in time, Chu He will not be able to fly even with wings."

Master Aomine narrowed his eyes, expressed doubts, and spoke.

"But the only thing I can't figure out is, what exactly does he, Chu He, want to do when he comes to my Tiandaozong?"

Daoist Taixu glanced at him and said calmly.

"Collect, or suppress."

"Liangjie Mountain is the victory of the human race. The Zuoxiang line of the court was crushed to death, and Zuo Xiang himself was expelled from the capital. Now the entire Dagan is dominated by the Wenxiang family. Chu He is the Wenxiang lineage. The backbone, the right to speak is naturally greater."

"As for the general of the military, the only Wang Zhennan Wang with a different surname in Daqian is Chu He's grandfather. It can be said that the military and political power is in the hands of Chu He."

"Now the only thing left that hasn't been gathered together is us idle forces."

"Buddhism pays attention to no desires, no pursuits, crossing the other side. Naturally, it is not so concerned about the struggle for power. In addition, Buddhism rushes to help the Liangjie Mountains. In Wenxiang's eyes, Buddhism can control it."

"But our Taoist sects are hidden except for Wudang Mountain. From Wen Xiang's point of view, this is a variable."

"Now, in order to reduce our variables, Wen Xiang naturally wants to suppress us and forcibly close us."

"Chu He is a knife in Wenxiang's hand."

Master Taixu sneered and said.

"I even wonder whether the current power is in the hands of Wen Xiang or Chu He."

Master Qingfeng showed anger, and cursed in a low voice.

"What bullshit power, dare to hit my Tiandaozong's idea."

Daoist Taixu shook his head and said lightly.

"No hurry, tonight, close the door and beat the dog."

While talking, Master Taixu and Master Qingfeng had already arrived in the hall on the second floor.

The remaining five real people have all sat in the hall.

Seeing Daoist Taixu approaching, everyone got up quickly.

Master Taixu waved his hand, frowned, and said.

"Everyone, Chu He, a great Confucian of the third grade, sneaked into our Heavenly Dao Sect tonight."

"The guardian array is ready to open at any time, and Chu He must not be allowed to go out so easily!"

"But you also know that the strength of our Tiandaozong may be a little weaker than that of Chu He."

"We need more power."

"For this reason, I propose to open the treasure house of the cave, choose the magic weapon, and defend against the enemy together!"

When the rest of the real people heard this, they all gave a cold drink.

There is no problem with Daoist Taixu's proposal.

In front of a powerful enemy like Chu He, if they haven't opened the magic weapon in the cave, wouldn't they have to fight the enemy with bare hands?

Master Taixu saw that there was no objection, so he spoke.

"Since that's the case, call all the disciples of my Heavenly Dao Sect who are above the sixth grade, before heading to the Paradise of Heaven!"

"I want to open the treasure house myself!"

"Yes! Suzerain!"

The order went on, seeing many real people leaving one after another, real person Taixu sneered.

He intentionally went to the end, until all the real people left the hall, the real Taixu took out the ghost in his arms and injected a Dao Qi.

"Chu He, you are really my good helper, I am still worried that I can't get together."

Master Taixu sneered and walked out of the hall slowly.

...

In Tiandaozong, the residence of the inner court disciples.

"Quick! Go over there and search! Be sure to search carefully! Once you find it, ring the bell!"

The flames of torches held up one after another flashed past.

Chu He stood in the middle of the house, watching the flames outside the window, without changing his face.

Around him, literary energy continued to escape, drifting to the surroundings, covering the entire house.

Many Tiandaozong disciples passed by the door and searched all the houses, but they did not search the room where Chu He was staying.

The style is hidden.

Chu He enveloped his own culture and this room to form a shelter.

In the eyes of low-level disciples, this room is as invisible as the atmosphere of heaven and earth, so they will not come in and search at all.

Of course, this can only fool low-level disciples.

Wen Qi is not ghost Qi, it can specifically create hallucinations.

Disciples above rank six can naturally discover this room, but they will subconsciously let them ignore it.

Even if some disciples saw this room and came in to search, they could only see that it was empty.

As a third-rank Confucian, it is easy to escape the search of these disciples.

Chu He stood among the houses, looking towards the direction of the blessed land of the cave.

A moment later, a voice suddenly sounded in front of this room.

"Why is no one searching this room! I went in and searched!"

Chu He raised his eyebrows and smiled.