When Xiao Xinghan met "Master Yuantong" again, half a day had passed. He waited there patiently, and heard the bell ringing, but he didn't go out to see it. He knew that Mu Yan must have successfully left the pagoda, which was also conveying messages to him. If something happened to Mu Yan or it was difficult to escape, it would be impossible to steal the treasures that she was not very interested in.

"Master Yuantong" told Xiao Xinghan that if he asked Xiao Xinghan to stay in Yuanyin Temple for one night, he would need to deal with some sudden situations. Tomorrow, he would follow Xiao Xinghan to Shuoshui City to capture Xuanyuan Ye.

Xiao Xinghan agreed, and then was taken by a little monk to a living yard. The little monk left, Xiao Xinghan sat down, and the next moment, Mu Yan appeared in front of Xiao Xinghan. She was still wearing a mask, and after the mask, she still looked like Lian Jin was disguised.

The couple exchanged information with each other. When they heard Xiao Xinghan say, "Master Yuantong" that he saved a descendant of the Xuanyuan family, and that person's child was still alive and could take blood to open the treasure map, Mu Yan's eyes flashed slightly.

"If the old monk had descendants of Xuanyuan, the first possibility was that Xuanyuan Ye was still alive. In his hands, the second possibility was that what he said was true." Mu Yan thought, "The child of the descendants of Xuanyuan..."

Mu Yan looked at Xiao Xinghan, and Xiao Xinghan smiled slightly: "If it is true, it shouldn't be too old. Did you think of Xuan Ju?"

Mu Yan nodded: "Well, I thought of Xuan Ku. Xuan Ku was adopted by the real Master Yuantong, and his origin became a mystery. This false Yuantong has never touched Xuan Ku. Could it be because Xuan Ku's special identity? For example, he is a descendant of Xuan Yuan family, and he is useful to live..."

"I thought of Xuan Ku at that time, but this matter cannot be confirmed at the moment." Xiao Xinghan said, "The old monk agreed to go to Shuoxue City tomorrow, and said that he thought Xuanyuan Ye had gone to the treasure house of Yunzhong Island. If he wanted to take Xuan Ku with him when he set off tomorrow, then our guess would probably be true."

"Don't tell Xuan Ku first, let's talk about it if you're sure." Mu Yan said, "I plan to go to the Sutra Pavilion tonight and find Yin Gong's secret book. Xuan Ku will go with me. You stay outside. If something happens, all three of them will not be trapped."

"Okay, then be careful." Xiao Xinghan nodded slightly.

At midnight, Yuanyin Temple had already quieted down, and almost everyone felt that the little thief who had trespassed the pagoda and stole treasures must have gone down the mountain to escape.

Jin Liancheng, who was in the precept cave in the back mountain, was thinking that Qi Ningyuan, who was disguised as Xiao Xinghan, was still in Yuanyin Temple, so Mu Yan didn't leave at all, but just hid. As for where he would hide, Jin Liancheng also thought of it, because he thought Mu Yan was Xuan Ku's apprentice Yuan Zhan, so Mu Yan must be in Xuan Ku.

Of course, Jin Liancheng would not betray Mu Yan to the fake Yuantong. He wanted to see how Mu Yan and Xiao Xinghan solved the old monk, and he would not do anything for the time being. He would continue to practice sound attack and would have a chance to take action.

Xuan Ku pulled the black cloth wrapped around his head, feeling very uncomfortable. He took Mu Yan and quietly approached the Sutra Pavilion of Yuanyin Temple.

The Sutra Pavilion is not an independent building like a pagoda, but is in a cave with only one entrance and an exit. There are four elders guarding each year. It is difficult to get in, but it is even more difficult to get out after entering.

Mu Yan found a direction, took out a thin tube, and the mist smoke blew towards the four elders guarding the Sutra Pavilion in the direction of the night wind.

Xuan Ku frowned and watched the four elders fall down, and then was dragged by Mu Yan and went to the door of the Sutra Pavilion together.

"Open the door." Mu Yan said to Xuan Ku.

Xuan Ku used to have the privilege of entering and leaving the Sutra Pavilion at any time, so of course he knew how to open the stone door of the Sutra Pavilion. He hadn't come for a long time, and the mechanism was still the same as before.

Mu Yan was not surprised. She wanted to change the agency, which was not something that ordinary people could do. The old monk might also think it was unnecessary.

Mu Yan straightened the four old monks, making them look like they were sitting cross-legged on the ground meditating. Then, she and Xuan Ku entered the Sutra Pavilion through the open stone door, which quickly closed behind her.

"Come with me, at the innermost point." Xuan Ku said to Mu Yan. He had seen a bookshelves in the Sutra Pavilion that were all filled with secret books on the sound attack, but Master Yuantong said that those were not suitable for him to practice and told him not to read them.

Mu Yan was not interested in reading other scriptures. She followed Xuan Ku and walked to the deepest part of the Sutra Pavilion. Xuan Ku pointed to a bookshelf and said, "It's here."

Mu Yan stepped forward and picked up a book, which was a Buddhist scripture, and another one, or a Buddhist scripture. She frowned slightly and said, "No."

Xuan Ku came over to see it, was stunned for a moment, pointed to the nearest bookshelf next to him and said, "These scriptures were originally on that bookshelf."

"If I guess correctly, the secrets of Yin Gong were taken away by the old monk. He just put some scriptures on the bookshelf and pretended." Mu Yan said, putting the scriptures in his hand back on the bookshelf, and sighed slightly, "It's normal. If he wants to cultivate a lot of minions, those secrets are very useful. If you say dozens of books, he can cultivate a sect of Yin Gong!"

Xuan Ku's face looked ugly: "What should I do now? If there is no here, there will be no more."

Mu Yan shook her head, looking very disappointed: "Unless a secret book of sound attacks falls from the sky, we can only come from where we go, and go back to it for a waste of time."

"How could it be in the sky..." Xuan Ku said, subconsciously looking up, and there was a night pearl above his head, embedded there, emitting a warm light.

Xuan Ku's eyes suddenly lit up: "There is something on it!"

Mu Yan was stunned for a moment: "What's above?"

"When I was a child, every time my master came to the Sutra Library, he would take me in and play. Once, when my master was reading the scriptures, I climbed onto the bookshelf and wanted to pick the night pearl. Later, I fell down and was beaten by my master." Xuan Ku said.

"How old is it?" Mu Yan felt a little funny. Unexpectedly, she looked at Xuan Ku, who was very old and had naughty times when she was a child.

"Four years old." Xuan Ku felt a little embarrassed, "It turns out that the night pearl here is not this one, it is a better one, with three colors. After the master hit me, he took the night pearl and gave it to me."

"Where is that night pearl now?" Mu Yan asked Xuan Ku.

Xuan Ku smiled slightly and said, "I used to bring it with me. Last time I went to the Divine Soldier City, I gave it to Yuan Zhan's little disciple. Don't you know?"

Mu Yan said that her son's small vault now has countless treasures, and Xiao Xing'er is often snatched by his elders and is not by Mu Yan's side. Mu Yan has never seen the three-colored night pearl that Xuan Ku gave him.

"What's going on now? Is there any mechanism here?" Mu Yan asked Xuan Ku and observed intently.

"Yes, when my master took down the night pearl, a book fell off it." Xuan Ku looked up at the top and said, "Later, Master changed a night pearl and put it back. But I was young at that time and only remembered this incident. I don't remember where the master put the book."

Mu Yan took a pile of Buddhist scriptures from the bookshelf and threw them on the ground. She stood on it herself, observing the stone wall above her head up close.

Xuan Ku looked at the Buddhist scriptures that were trampled by Mu Yan, and twitched the corners of his mouth, silently chanting "Amitabha"...

Mu Yan observed for a while and reached out to pick the night pearl above, but couldn't pick it off. She frowned slightly, thought about it again, then stretched out a finger and pressed the night pearl hard.

The next moment, the night pearl broke away from the stone wall and fell into Mu Yan's hands. A book really fell out, and Mu Yan avoided it and just hit Xuan Ku's head.

Xuan Ku grabbed the book with one hand, covered his head with the other, and rubbed it, and it felt quite painful.

Mu Yan observed the very exquisite mechanism above her head again, and after reading it for a while, she understood it. She put Ye Mingzhu back, then jumped off the Buddhist scriptures, reached out to take the book, and wrote three words on the cover: "Illusion and Sound."

"Since it is hidden so secretly, it should be the most powerful sound attack secret." Mu Yan was very happy.

Xuan Ku frowned and said, "Master said, the sound attack I practice is the most powerful."

"I know, the little bald man." Mu Yan took the illusion sound technique and patted Xuan Ku's head, "You are cultivating the Buddha's heart. You have not yet practiced to the home, and I have been abducted and taken astray. I am sorry for you."

Xuan Ku was speechless: "Can you stop hitting me? I have not broken my skills by cultivating the Buddha's heart."

"Well, then you keep working hard." Mu Yan said casually, "Now it's time for us to go out."

As soon as Mu Yan finished speaking, she suddenly heard the sound of the stone gate opening. She thought she was not good, so she stuffed the illusion sound art into her arms and hid behind a bookshelf in the center of the Sutra Pavilion, where there was a recessed place.

"The four elders outside hit mí    yào. The person who came to know something happened in the Sutra Library, it would be useless for us to hide." Xuan Ku said with a frown.

"Shut up." Mu Yan patted Xuan Ku's bald head again, held her breath and focused, listened to the footsteps coming in, and gradually approached.

The pile of Buddhist scriptures that Mu Yan threw on the ground to use to cushion footsteps were still at the bottom of the Sutra Pavilion. The "Master Yuantong" who came late at night dimmed his eyes and walked quickly towards the deepest part of the Sutra Pavilion.

Mu Yan deliberately hid in the middle with Xuan Ku, because normal people would think they were hiding inside, especially there were some traces there.

Mu Yan silently estimated where the man had walked. When she felt that he was almost the same, she pushed down the bookshelf in front of her, and then pulled Xuan Ku and rushed out!

"Damn it!" "Master Yuantong" suddenly turned around, flew up, and chased after him.

The stone gate was closed after "Master Yuantong" came in, but Mu Yan observed how the mechanism of the stone gate was opened from inside. At this moment, she opened the mechanism and waited for the stone gate to open, "Master Yuantong" had approached. If nothing unexpected happens, there were four elders with high martial arts skills waiting for them outside the stone gate!

Mu Yan's heart sank and said to Xuanku: "Recite the scriptures quickly!"

"No..." Xuan Ku originally wanted to say that the Buddha's heart sound attack he practiced was useless to the Buddhists who were determined to be kind, but now looking at the old monk who looked fierce and approached them, Xuan Ku suddenly realized that this was not his master, it was fake!

Xuan Ku closed his eyes slightly, concentrated his mind and began to recite scriptures. The old monk was about to slap out his palm, but now he suddenly felt a stagnation in his heart and a stinging pain.

However, as Mu Yan said, the old monk turned off his hearing in time, and felt that the impact was not so great, so he waved his palm and slapped him again!

However, the time Xuan Ku has fought for is almost enough.

The stone gate was halfway open. Mu Yan pressed Xuan Ku's head, bowed and crawled out from under, then waved her palm and slapped the place where the mechanism was opened. The rising stone gate, which was originally on the rise, hit the ground heavily because the mechanism was damaged, locked the old monk who had not yet come out inside!

Mu Yan and Xuan Ku were surrounded by four elders guarding the Sutra Pavilion. Mu Yan had to use her hidden weapon before the four elders launched an attack. After a wave of hidden weapons attacked, Mu Yan squeezed a ball of smoke. When Xuan Ku was about to faint, Mu Yan flew up with him and left the Sutra Pavilion.

The entire Yuanyin Temple was shocked by the huge movements from the Sutra Library, and the monks came to this side. Mu Yan, with Xuan Ku, found Xiao Xinghan.

"I succeeded in the secret book, but Xuan Ju has been exposed. I will take him down the mountain tonight." Mu Yan said to Xiao Xinghan.

Xiao Xinghan thought for a while and said, "I think it's better to let him stay."

"How to stay?" Mu Yan frowned, "Even if Xuanku is a descendant of Xuanyuan, the old monk will not let him have a good life next."

Xiao Xinghan shook his head and said, "It's okay, what's going on tonight is explainable."

After Xiao Xing finished speaking, they heard a loud noise from the direction of the Sutra Pavilion. It should be that the false perfection came out from inside.

Xiao Xinghan said a few words to Mu Yan, and Mu Yan's eyes lit up: "Okay, just do that!" Then he left with Xuan Ku who was still unconscious.

Not long after, the heavy-faced "Master Yuantong" led a group of monks into Xuanku's yard, because when he was attacked by the sound attack in the Sutra Pavilion, he knew that it was Xuanku.

Xuan Ku's room was in a mess, and a pile of wooden boxes were thrown on the ground. An elder frowned and said, "This is the box containing treasures in the pagoda. Could it be that Xuan Ku and the thief colluded with the thief?"

"Xuan Ku is here." A monk pulled Xuan Ku up from the corner, and he fell into a coma with his eyes closed.

There was a faint blood in the tea cup on the table, and no one else was seen.

"Master Yuantong" narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked some monks to search the temple. Then he went forward and woke Xuanku up, looking at Xuanku and asked coldly, "Who is the person with you tonight?"

Xuan Ku just woke up, his eyes were a little confused, and he rubbed his painful forehead and said, "Master...Who...Does disciples don't know..."

"You led people into the Sutra Pavilion, don't you know?" "Master Yuantong" said with a cold expression.

"The Sutra Pavilion... Why can't I remember nothing..." Xuan Ku looked ugly, looked at his own room, and frowned, "What's going on..."

"You really don't remember anything?" "Master Yuantong" looked at Xuan Ku and asked coldly, and Xuan Ku's appearance suddenly reminded him of something, the puppet Gu...

"I came back from the pagoda during the day. I originally wanted to go to the back mountain to talk to Yuangui, have a cup of tea, and then..." Xuan Ku looked inexplicably, "and then I remember nothing."

"Putao Gu!" "Master Yuantong" looked dark, and he looked down at the wooden box on the ground, and said coldly, "It's still the same Lian Jin! He didn't leave, and even poisoned you with evil poison. He broke into the Sutra Pavilion tonight! Go search and dig three feet into the ground to find him!"

"Master, is the disciple controlled by the poison?" Xuan Ku's expression changed drastically, "Didn't the disciple do anything irreversible?"

"Master Yuantong" looked at Xuan Ku, and a dark light flashed in his eyes: "It's okay, it's just that the Sutra Pavilion has been stolen. You must find the brave Lian Jin and punish him!"

"Disciple, go find it too." Xuan Ku said, rubbing his forehead again.

"No need! You have a good rest!" After saying "Master Yuantong", he took all the other monks away.

Late at night, Yuanyin Temple was brightly lit and a new round of searches began.
To be continued...