Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 122: Infiltration is a once-in-a-lifetime experience

Qingjing, the former site of Lingsheru.

Gold medal investigators Zhang Ze and Lin Feng revisited the old place and once again carried out a sneak operation on the Spirit Snake Rudder.

The three elders continued to watch from the sky without taking any action.

It is euphemistically called a test for the disciples of the Sword Sect.

the Rainbow comes after the storm.

Although it seems to be unnecessary, and it is indeed unnecessary, those old people are so stubborn about this kind of thing.

However, Zhang Ze didn't think it was a big deal. He was free anyway, so he could get more rewards by completing the system's tasks.

Zhang Ze and Lin Feng controlled the air and walked slowly on the snow towards the former site of the Spirit Snake Rudder.

Wuming's storage ring has been pried open by Lin Feng, and this time Zhang Ze insisted on splitting it equally with Lin Feng.

"Find Wuming and pry open the ring. You can't do it without Brother Feng, so you have to take this one."

After persuading Lin Feng, most of the various things in the ring related to cultivation belonged to Lin Feng, while materials, techniques and other things were accepted by Zhang Ze with a smile.

Among them, the thing Zhang Ze values ​​most is Wuming's diary.

Good people write diaries, but Wuming is not a good person, so he writes.

The content of the diary is not abnormal, but rather quite normal, which does not match Wuming's personality at all.

It records what he sees and hears in daily life, as well as some of his insights into spiritual practice.

Even a little too trivial.

Moreover, the diary does not mention any information related to the Hundred Demons Sect. If you only read the diary, you would really think that Wuming is just an ordinary alchemy cultivator.

"What's so interesting about this diary?" Lin Feng couldn't help but ask.

"Without this diary, how can you continue to hide, Brother Feng?" Zhang Ze closed the diary.

"Lurking? Isn't Wuming dead?" Lin Feng was stunned.

In Lin Feng's understanding, since Wuming is dead, his line is broken. If he wants to continue hiding, he can only wait for the next Blood Lion Ancestor to come to Qingjing again.

However, Zhang Ze doesn't think so.

"Who said Wuming is dead?" Zhang Ze asked back.

"But..." Lin Feng was stunned by Zhang Ze's question.

"Wuming died in the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror. The only ones who knew about this were you, me, A'li, and the three elders."

"If we don't say anything, then Wuming is not dead."

"Wuming's belongings are all in my hands. Can't I be Wuming?"

Now I have obtained Wuming's Black King Order, and learned about Wuming's habits and some small details from his diary.

Zhang Ze felt that the Hundred Demons Sect's telephone fraud plan, which had been temporarily shelved, could now be launched.

However, how to cheat, how to cheat, and who to cheat will have to wait until the secret of the Spirit Snake Rudder is revealed.

They walked all the way to their destination without encountering a single sentry post.

When they arrived in front of the stone wall, Zhang Ze found the hidden magic circle according to the method he saw in Wuming's dream, and input true energy with a specific method. The stone wall in front of the two of them gradually became blurred.

An entrance appeared in front of them.

Zhang Ze looked back at the sky and saw no one, probably because the three elders had no intention of taking action.

The plan of being lazy and going home for dinner before dark was completely ruined. Zhang Ze followed Lin Feng into the cave.

Under the guidance of Zhang Ze, the two of them opened the secret doors one after another with ease and continued to walk deep into the underground through the secret passages.

It was not until they reached the last secret door that Zhang Ze and Lin Feng met their first demonic cultivator, who was actually startled.

"Who are you?" A magic weapon like a seal appeared in his hand and was pointed at Zhang Ze and Lin Feng.

When it comes to infiltration, practice makes perfect. Lin Feng is now a veteran. He said indifferently, "We are the new subordinates of Lord Wuming." "Where is Lord Wuming now?" The monk still did not let down his guard. He pressed against the wall with his other hand hidden behind his back, as if he was pulling a mechanism.

"The master has important things to do, so he ordered my two brothers to come back and check whether the tasks assigned to you have been completed." Zhang Ze stepped forward and said.

After saying that, he and Lin Feng simultaneously took out a pendant from their arms and showed it to the monk.

This pendant is the identity certificate given by Wuming to his subordinates. The one given to Lin Feng was given by Wuming, and the one given to Zhang Ze was taken out of the ring himself.

If someone else came and saw the pendant, they would believe it. After all, the two of them opened the secret door and had the token on them, so they must be family.

But the monk was overly cautious and still didn't believe it.

"Don't move, I need to check it." said the monk.

After saying that, the monk carefully moved a few steps to the side. As he moved, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Ze and Lin Feng.

The overly cautious monk came to a rock and gently turned a mechanism.

The moment the mechanism was pressed, Zhang Ze and Lin Feng heard a beep at the same time.

Then there is no more.

Lin Feng looked normal, but Zhang Ze felt very uncomfortable.

Because he really didn't expect that there would be a security gate in this place.

To be on the safe side, and since the shelf life of the Bailian Huadu Pill had not expired, Zhang Ze also swallowed a Heart Control Pill.

I didn't expect it to come in handy. There is a magic circle here to detect poisonous insects.

When the dripping sound just now was heard, the poisonous insects in the pills of Zhang Ze and Lin Feng moved at the same time, obviously reacting to some kind of formation.

Then the poisonous insect in Lin Feng's body was immediately killed by the black sword phantom, and turned into the purest spiritual energy to nourish Lin Feng's meridians.

The one in Zhang Ze's body met the same fate, being wrapped in the pill mist and melted. Now, every time Zhang Ze burped, there was a smell of medicine.

The monk finally relaxed after hearing this voice. He had followed Wuming the earliest and knew more about the matter. He knew exactly what was inside the red pill.

The man forced a smile at Zhang Ze and the other man and nodded.

"The matters arranged by Master Wuming have been handled. We are only waiting for Master Wuming's order to send it back to the headquarters."

"If you two are worried, then come in and take a look."

As he spoke, the monk opened the secret door.

Zhang Ze and Lin Feng followed the monk into the secret door.

The figures of three elders appeared outside the door.

"I searched it and found that other places were indeed empty. All the useful things were behind the secret door." said Lao Li.

"I don't understand the art of formations, and I can't understand the things there. I don't know why the Hundred Demons Sect spent such a huge amount of money?" The Sixth Elder shook his head.

"Forget it if you don't understand. As the saying goes, walking in the chaos of the world, sweeping across the peak of martial arts, breaking through..."

"Shut up!"

Before the Third Elder could finish his words, he was interrupted by Old Li and the Sixth Elder.

Perhaps because this poem was of great value, the Third Elder would recite a few lines of it whenever he had something to say along the way, which almost annoyed Old Li and the Sixth Elder to death.

The third elder, who had asked for trouble, changed the subject and said, "Guess what those two guys will do."

"Of course, we have to destroy the formation and those jade slips. What else can we do?" replied the Sixth Elder.

Old Li also couldn't understand the formation, but he could understand Zhang Ze. "I don't think they would do that."

"That kid will definitely do something bad."

Old Li expressed his professional opinion on Zhang Ze's action pattern.

(End of this chapter)