Ye Qing had changed into a set of old clothes, but he was still a scholar. He had a velvety beard and a few wrinkles, which gave him a completely different impression, like a relatively poor middle-aged scholar.
Ye Qing followed the crowds of people, moving very fast, swimming through the gaps in the crowd like a fish, ignoring the size of the crowd.
Not long after, we returned to the temple.
The festival provides the best cover, and it is not difficult to get close to the temple. There is even the City God's Temple just a street away. There are already gatherings at the temple, and the crowds are crowded.
It is said that this place is very efficacious and the incense is good, so the practice is spectacular.
The three-foot-high main hall is hidden among pines and cypresses. The side halls on the left and right are for supporting sacrifices, and there are pavilions, pavilions, and wing rooms. Under the night, a stage has been set up in an empty space in front of the temple, and opera is already being performed.
Ye Qing walked around the ancestral hall following the flow of people, and then went into the ancestral hall to take a look. The main hall was crowded with people, incense was burning in the cauldron, and curtains were hung to worship the gods.
Ye Qing then put on a stick of incense and smiled silently when he saw the golden light lingering around the statue and there was no movement.
The magical technique of Lingxi Return covers Yi Xue, heavenly secrets, calculations, and has its own magical powers. The first four levels are said to be able to know personal misfortunes and blessings, and see through the opponent's luck.
The middle and fourth levels are said to be able to know the general trend of heaven and earth and see the direction of dragon energy.
The fourth floor is said to be able to detect the number of days.
Used in reverse, it can better isolate the Qi mechanism. The current Ye Qing is completely different from the second-ranked master. If the second-ranked master offers incense, the gods will definitely react, but now he is just a commoner in its eyes.
It is said that the land god (at the county level) usually has a red pond, which is several meters long and wide.
In the city of Junzhou, there is a yellow pond, which is several meters long and wide.
This is already the top group of folk gods. They can't even feel it, so this action will be fine. Ye Qing left the temple and moved to a corner. Looking from a distance, he saw only a green wall.
Looking around, you can vaguely see the twists and turns of the garden, and there is a big lion at the door.
It's different across the street. The air of murder is permeating the air. If the little thieves think they can enter this boundary to do something, they are asking for death.
Magical array warning, heavy patrols, light and dark sentries, and arrow and crossbow prevention. These points alone are enough to deter any master of martial arts. However, Qi-training monks dare not fall into a tight siege, and foundation-building monks also need to prepare the buffer of the magic circle.
Ye Qing had already turned around and hid in a corner without leaving a trace. He looked at the high wall and listened carefully, but there was nothing unusual. However, under the reflection, a dark whistle appeared, so he had to go elsewhere... Baimi
Once it is sparse, there are always holes to be drilled under the human defense line.
In fact, although most of the government office was off duty at this time, there were still a few departments running. Ye Qing could go in openly and openly as the second-ranked person and the master of Zhou Ling, but this would be obvious and there would be suspicion afterwards. If he had to, Ye Qing would
This is not the last resort.
Come by yourself, just pick up a few things, there is no need to make a scene known to everyone.
The Yingzhou Sacrifice Temple is in the government office, and the emperor of each dynasty symbolically bestows a piece of land. A state like Yingzhou has a history of only tens of thousands of years. Even so, after successive dynasties and successive dynasties adding titles, the accumulation of small pieces amounted to half a ton.
It is said that in the oldest states, "earth altars" are built to offer sacrifices... too many and too heavy.
Unless he leads an army to attack, Ye Qing can't move it away by himself. Fortunately, he doesn't need all of it, just a small piece is enough for his own use.
The most important thing is that there are no gods in the government office, which is to ensure the privacy of the government.
In the noisy and lively atmosphere, Ye Qing walked up and down, like a poet exploring winding paths in search of inspiration. He stopped in front of a wall, glanced at the locust tree above, smiled slightly, and disappeared in place.
Hidden in a corner behind the wall, he stood for ten breaths before a group of patrols walked over. More than a dozen people turned a blind eye to him. In fact, it was just a cover-up.
Ye Qing followed the last person for ten feet. Every step followed the rhythm of the front, and his voice blended into the team. He was practicing martial arts at the peak of the Great Yi Xiaowu Jing. His footsteps, breathing, heartbeat... no one noticed any difference.
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Some people even came back accidentally and couldn't see the figure. Although he could see it if he turned an angle, Ye Qing's position would inevitably change at that time. Under the reflection, the entire team was under control.
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The light behind the pavilion in front dimmed slightly, and another team came over and passed this team. The light of the two lanterns did not reveal any foreign objects.
After a breath, Ye Qing calmly walked out from behind the pavilion and stepped into a secluded forest. Dead branches and leaves were shattered under his feet, but there was no sound at all. As he passed by, the insects only paused for a moment before starting to chirp again.
Nature's creations are incredibly sensitive, but no one here understands the insect language, and no one understands what is happening here.
Entering in this way, the night wind blew, and Ye Qing visited the garden under the starlight.
Soon we arrived in front of the temple. At this time, just looking at the soldiers on the steps, the sealed bronze door, and the sounds inside, we knew that it would not be so smooth.
Ye Qing sighed and hid in a corner.
There are gods in this sacrificial temple, but the gods can also be avoided.
It was even less likely that the soldiers would have the chance to see Ye Qing.
"If you really see it, you can only deal with it decisively... There is no way."
Since the grassland line, the fourth level of Heide has been perfected. It is twice as high as it was in the imperial capital. It is enough to use the skills honed in the great catastrophe of life and death. Many of the secret techniques developed by fighting people from the outer world are now in use.
On the eve of this calamity, Ye Qing had the confidence to instantly kill anyone of the same level.
Moreover, a monk who has stepped out of the foundation building and is halfway to the true realm will be the core disciple of any immortal sect and will not guard the imperial temple.
To put it bluntly, this temple is only an important department, not a very important department.
Ye Qing listened for a while, until two waves of patrols passed, and there was nothing unusual in the middle hall, and he stepped out of the darkness.
The sound of "hoo" wind came from the side of the ancestral temple.
Ye Qing frowned: "Exposed? No, that's not right."
A familiar and disgusting aura, one point, two points, three points of bloodthirsty sharks appeared, and the black shadows rushed towards the hall. Ye Qing looked at it coldly, stepped out and retracted his left foot: "It's been a long time...
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The next moment, the sound of killing broke out.
The soldiers waved their swords, pinched talismans, and warned... They were all unstoppable. The swords flashed, blood spattered, and a long scream rang out.
A dark figure took out a black lotus, and the starlight dimmed for a moment. With just one press, the sealing bronze door collapsed. These people rushed in, and there were sounds of killing and the sound of swordsmen striking each other.
A burst of golden-red light shone, which was the spirit inside, but then there was a scream.
A wave of throbbing spread throughout his body. Ye Qing instantly knew that this god had fallen. He was shocked in his heart. The methods of this person from the outside world were so fast.
Turning around to look, he saw that more armored soldiers had been alerted, and even two groups of Taoist priests' auras lit up in their hearts.
"It's too late to intercept... Hey, you're really smart, you know how to detour and intercept in advance... That's right, no matter how you attack, before this disaster comes, you are just terrorists, not regular troops."
"These are the only checkpoints you can get out of here. It's impossible for these officials not to be aware of it..." Ye Qing thought quickly in his mind. The smell of blood came from the palace, and the shouts of killing subsided, but he had no intention of fishing in troubled waters.
Seeing a group of soldiers rushing past him, and taking the position of the people from the outside world to attack, Ye Qing thought for a while, moved his position, and got stuck in the corner of the back.
"It's better to wait and see."
Some black shadows rushed out of the palace, killed the group of soldiers, and rushed out of the palace.
"Are you looking for death..." Ye Qing muttered, looking at the hall, through the thick brick wall, he could still feel the shadow of a black lotus in the hall, reflected in the water mirror of the heart, and the ink spots on the white paper were as eye-catching
, it was silent at this time, as dormant as a winter insect.
"Okay, let's see who is more patient."
Thinking like this, I suddenly heard a loud "stab--" sound, and lightning quickly fell from the sky, pouring into the crowd of people in the outside world with shocking power.
Yunxiao Zhenlei, the magician takes action
"Would you die if you lowered your voice..." Ye Qing muttered. Looking from a distance, the crowd from the outside world dispersed in an instant, but only one charred figure fell...
This is a special formation in the outer domain. It looks dense, but in fact, combined with magical powers, it can transfer damage to one person, specifically to prevent large-scale attacks.
From Ye Qing's point of view, it can be said that this true thunder from the clouds is mostly useless. It is still killing people, so it is more efficient to split the thunder in the palm several times.
As soon as this news came out, all the Taoist priests moved closer to the thunder light, and various Taoist techniques filled the gap. The magician group under the Daoji Department of the state city and the magicians in magic uniforms sent by the Daolu Department of the Imperial City to protect the governor were not the same system.
, but the tactics are well practiced and he knows how to cooperate.
"This team of people from the outside world is hopeless."
Just when it was in full swing, the sacrificial temple was out of focus and became a neglected corner, and in the darkness of the Xinyuan Water Mirror, a black lotus suddenly appeared.
Ye Qing didn't see how it came out, he just followed the guidance of the spiritual reflection and followed it silently.
Bamboo groves, paths, courtyards, high walls... running silently at high speed, getting closer and closer, avoiding several detections in time, murderous intent boiling in my heart, my eyes filled with silence, this feeling of life and death hunting, soaked with joy and dripping, as if I have already
Engraved in the bones, it becomes an instinct.
Normally, once a superior person takes the White Dragon Fish Suit, he or she will lose the foundation of his power, and the purple energy that protects his body will drop to the green energy. If he is not careful, there is the danger of a white rainbow penetrating the sun, or a star clashing with the crape myrtle.
But Ye Qing didn't care at all about life and death in the two lives. This was the world where Taoism manifested itself. How could the foundation of his strength all come from the system?
It can only be said that they help each other and are indispensable to each other on the road of growth. They usually seem to revolve around the system, but in times of crisis...power is power.
Rushing out late at night, entering dangerous situations, and fighting life and death, this is Ye Qing's true nature
"After all, I am a person from the war era." In this life, no one understands this kind of foreign opponent better than Ye Qing. In the years since, the experience of billions of people fighting against foreign lands has been spread and promoted to each other, and has been verified in practice during hunting.
The essence of the war exists in Ye Qing's mind, and it can even be described like this - at this time, it is the nemesis who came to the world fifteen years in advance.
The lights on the street shone from a distance, and the crowd could faintly hear the excitement. The people from the outside world didn't notice it, and they suddenly sped up and jumped out from the wall.
Ye Qing made a small circle behind the wall and jumped to the foot of a tree. He saw this man from the outside world bending over to regain his strength. The magic light had dimly lit up, but there was no expected enemy. He tilted his head in confusion.
Attributing it to being too nervous, Shi Shiran lifted up his blood-stained robe to reveal a set of regular clothes, carrying a package, and disappeared into the crowd of people who had been partying all night long.
Ye Qing was not far behind, but only ten steps away, just a safe distance away. He glanced at the package in this person's hand, and closed his eyes again. In the darkness of the water mirror, the black lotus disappeared.
The sign then disappeared.
In this long street where the hustle and bustle has not dissipated, every merchant is holding a night market. Under the illumination of various candles and lanterns, there are clouds of scholars, wandering girls like weaving, and officials and their servants.
More ordinary couples, young men and women, old people and children were hanging out. This was a carnival night for the common people. Ye Qing looked at the people around him, rubbed his face, showed a smile, and went over and said: "Brother.