Chapter 276 The treasure is obtained and the hidden treasure is exposed
"I'll go! This is the Changhong Sword Sect's scripture cave? That's it?"
When Chu Tang got through the crack in the door and saw everything clearly, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
Perhaps for lighting, there are bright night pearls hanging on several walls in the Sutra Cave.
The pearly light is green, but it also illuminates everything in the cave.
With just one glance, Chu Tang had a panoramic view of all the scenery in the cave——
This hole is not big. It is not even two feet wide and one foot high. If you put it outside, it is only the size of a small bedroom.
The middle is empty, with only a few wooden shelves placed under the cave wall, some with three floors and some with four floors, with some things placed on them.
The entire cave can be described in one word: small!
To describe it in two words, it would be: simple!
Even the things stored inside were pitiful.
Chu Tang was stunned. It took him a long time to come to his senses. He walked closer to some shelves and scanned them for a week. He couldn't help complaining: "This so-called Scripture Cave is not worthy of its name!"
Indeed, there are some martial arts secret books on the shelf, including swordsmanship, knife skills and the like.
But Chu Tang picked up a few books and flipped through them, and came to a conclusion: they are all popular goods!
Not to mention that the eighth-level martial arts "Feihong Sword Technique" of the Changhong Sword Sect, which is the most popular in the box, is nowhere to be seen. Other martial arts, even the seventh-level martial arts, are nowhere to be seen.
There are just a few martial arts secret books of the third and third realms placed among them.
In addition, there was a shelf filled with weapons, but most of them were mediocre, presumably low-grade items.
"I've been fooled!" This was Chu Tang's thought after observing the things in the cave.
The so-called scripture cave has collections, but there are really no precious things.
"Everyone has been deceived by the senior leaders of the Changhong Sword Sect!" Chu Tang smiled bitterly. "The Changhong Sword Sect claimed to outsiders that all the precious things in the sect were hidden in the Scripture Cave. It was obviously just to divert attention and make everyone think they were precious. The stuff is here. If the gentleman in Liang Shang, who didn’t know why, had any idea, he would also take the idea here. Then, they hid all the good stuff elsewhere, and it was very safe. The Changhong Sword Sect is awesome! Divert the trouble to the east! The Cunning Rabbit’s Three Caves ah!"
While feeling emotional, Chu Tang searched around and finally saw a small box on the shelf on the right.
The box is not big, just over a foot long and wide. It is on the bottom shelf of the shelf. Although the lid is tightly closed, it is not locked. There is a thick layer of dust on the lid. It seems that no one has touched it for a long time. .
"That's it!" Chu Tang was overjoyed and rushed over. He bent down to pick up the box and placed it on the third shelf of the shelf. He turned sideways and carefully opened the lid.
With a snap, the lid fell down, revealing the contents inside.
A small shelf with a simple copper-yellow decoration that resembles a table decoration is revealed in front of you.
It is not eye-catching. Even if you hold it in your hand and look closely, you can only find that the workmanship is quite fine and there is nothing surprising about it.
"Is this the bronze mirror frame that Zhou Ziyu has been obsessed with? The treasure left by King Liang?" Chu Tang couldn't see anything different about it no matter how hard he looked at it.
However, being able to find this thing here proves that Zhou Ziyu's information is not wrong.
The other party even knows the hiding place, location, and style of this thing clearly, so he will definitely not make any mistakes.
In other words, this is indeed a clue to the treasure of King Liang!
"The Changhong Sword Sect didn't understand its purpose, but it was snatched from the hands of King Liang's henchmen and couldn't bear to give it up. It has been placed here for decades without anyone paying attention to it, until... Zhou Ziyu still had great supernatural powers. Ah!" Chu Tang sighed with emotion.
However, he soon came to his senses. He already had the things in hand. He had accomplished his purpose tonight and it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time.
He quickly stuffed the bronze mirror frame into his arms, closed the box and returned it intact.
When he was about to leave, Chu Tang thought for a moment, then returned to a few shelves and randomly picked up a few martial arts secret books, stuffing them into his arms as well.
It's not that he covets these so-called secret skills, but he just wants to confuse people's eyes and ears.
Under normal circumstances, entering the Sutra Cave and taking only one thing makes people more suspicious of its intentions.
After all, the bronze mirror frame was snatched from King Liang decades ago. I am afraid that there are still people in the Changhong Sword Sect who can think of these past events and think of the remnants of King Liang...
That's not what Chu Tang wants to see.
Therefore, they conveniently took away some treasures to confuse the public. Even if the Changhong Sword Sect later realized that someone had broken into the Buddhist Scripture Cave, they would still be confused after counting the lost items and find it difficult to judge what was going on.
Thinking of this, if he hadn't considered that bringing too many weapons and magic weapons would affect his actions, Chu Tang would have wanted to grab a few more magic weapons and take them away.
However, it doesn't matter if he can't take it with him, he can still create doubts - for this reason, he picked up many secret books and threw them randomly on the cave floor; the magic weapon was no exception, throwing a handful here and a piece there.
After a while, the entire cave was in a mess, as if a wild beast had broken in and made a mess everywhere.
When he reached the entrance of the cave, Chu Tang looked back and was very satisfied with his masterpiece.
Then, without any hesitation, he got out of the crack in the door and came to the huge stone platform.
The night wind blew, making people wake up a little, but it also brought a little bit of strange noises.
Chu Tang's heart moved. He went to the edge of the boulder and looked down. He saw the cableway extending downwards shaking, and the light of a torch moving upwards rapidly.
Someone is coming up!
"Go up and take a look. I must have heard it right. There is movement above the Scripture Cave, and the sound is wrong!" Under the sinkhole, a person shouted in a low voice from a place invisible in the night.
"Don't rush! It's almost there!" An impatient voice came from the moving torch.
He is a disciple of the Changhong Sword Sect!
Chu Tang's face changed slightly, and he blamed himself in his heart. Could it be that the noise he made while messing around in the Buddhist Scripture Cave alerted the guards guarding him underneath?
Regardless of whether it is true or not, we can't stay any longer, let alone reveal our identity. The top priority is the thirty-six strategies, and the best strategy is to leave!
Chu Tang took a long breath, lowered his feet, opened his hands, and flew away like a big bird. With a whoosh, he climbed three or four feet up the cliff in the blink of an eye.
When all his strength was exhausted, he first performed the Ladder Cloud Zong, borrowing a little strength from his left foot with his right foot, and lifted it straight up two or three feet high.
Just by the sound of whirring, he hid in the dark cliff where he couldn't even see his fingers. Then he used his hands and feet to run Qinggong to the Moon and Leave the Fragrance, like a dragonfly flying through the water, soaring left and right on the steep cliff that would make ordinary people's scalp numb at the sight of it. Climb up quickly.
When he was still nearly half the distance from the top of the sinkhole, Chu Tang heard an exclamation from below: "Ouch, there is a thief! Send the signal!"
"After all, we were discovered!" Chu Tang's heart tightened, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. He used all his energy to exert his Qing Gong to the extreme, and ran upwards in a whoosh.
With a bang, Chu Tang's last palm hit the cliff, causing dust to fly and gravel to fall. With the force of the rebound, he was like a soaring rocket, his whole body spinning upwards.
After a few breaths, he jumped out of the sinkhole and landed smoothly on the ground.
"Huh!" Chu Tang climbed the thirty-foot cliff in one breath, his chest and abdomen heaving, and he let out a long breath.
Before he could make the next move, he heard a hiss behind him. When he looked back, a bright light shot up from the bottom of the sinkhole, and exploded with a bang two or three feet away from the top of the sinkhole. Emit a dazzling light.
"Signal arrow?" Chu Tang narrowed his eyes and immediately turned around and left.
Just after flying a few feet, there was a lot of noise behind him: "No! It's a signal from below! Someone has broken into the Scripture Cave! Hurry! Go down and provide support!"
"Hurry up and send a signal to notify the people in the sect to come for help! A thief has broken into our sword sect!"
Then, several more signal arrows flew into the sky, the sound was astonishing, and the light illuminated most of the Changhong Sword Sect's territory.
Seeing this, Chu Tang ran faster and faster, pulling out afterimages in the air, each time falling in some shadows, and headed straight for the mountain gate.
On the way, one can see that the Changhong Sword Sect has already taken action, with many disciples rushing towards the back mountain to support them.
Shouts, footsteps, and the sound of weapons being unsheathed all sounded together.
The entire Changhong Sword Sect was alarmed!
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The meeting hall.
Zheng Yiming, the leader of the Changhong Sword Sect, scolded everyone in front of him with a livid face: "What are you still doing standing here? You are being bullied to the point of being bullied! Go help me!"
Many disciples gathered in the meeting hall did not dare to neglect and left one after another, leaving only a few people behind.
At the main seat in the hall, Zheng Yiming looked at the people sitting on both sides with an unkind expression, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
The ones who can stay here at this time are not ordinary disciples. Most of them are senior leaders of the Changhong Sword Sect. Six of the eight elders are here!
The elder is the same generation as Zheng Yiming, and they are both brothers. It is not easy for him to scold him directly.
However, looking at them, Zheng Yiming's head hurt.
Tonight was really a nightmare for him. First, in the middle of the night, a duel between the disciples of the third elder and the seventh elder resulted in a fatal fight. The two sides even fought, which completely alarmed the sect's top brass.
Although the internal strife was stopped by everyone, the third elder and the seventh elder were in a quarrel. If you don't obey me, I don't recognize you, and you have to fight to the death.
As the leader, Zheng Yiming could only summon the two of them and a group of disciples to find out the cause and see how to deal with it.
After spending more than half an hour, I finally got some clues about the matter. Another signal was sent from the Sutra Cave, saying that someone broke into the cave and stole things.
He had to temporarily suppress the conflict and began to send people to capture the thieves.
Two things happened one after another, and Zheng Yiming felt very tired.
In addition, he always felt that something was not right, as if someone had plotted against him.
He vaguely felt that things were not that simple!
The Changhong Sword Sect, which has always been peaceful, had two extraordinary things happen in just the middle of the night. Are they related?
The uneasiness in Zheng Yiming's heart became more and more intense. He took a deep breath, fixed his eyes on everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Third brother, seventh child, I don't care what conflicts you had in the past. Now that the sect is in trouble, you all calm down. Let’s deal with the foreign enemies first!”
Brothers are jealous of each other and resist their insults. Everyone is a member of the sect. They are all prosperous and suffer losses. Zheng Yiming will never allow anyone to make trouble for him at this time.
Some people were silent, some were silent.
Zheng Yiming glanced at them coldly again, waved his hand and said, "You should take your disciples out to help. I want to see who dares to act wild in our Changhong Sword Sect!"
"Yes!" Everyone agreed and walked out quickly.
After everyone left, Zhao Yiming did not stay. Instead, he asked his disciple to get his long sword and quickly flew towards the leader's residence.
The place is not far away, just in the courtyard dozens of feet away from the meeting hall.
After Zheng Yiming returned to his residence, he ordered his disciples to stay outside while he walked into the study carrying a long sword.
Judging from his appearance, he looked like he was guarding this place alone.
Sitting in the room, he held the sword tightly and glanced at a bookshelf in the room from time to time.
The bookshelf is very ordinary, and the books listed are even more ordinary. However, it can be seen from Zheng Yiming's nervous and solemn face that this place is not simple.
"Even if the Sutra Pavilion is turned upside down, as long as nothing happens here, then nothing happens to the Changhong Sword Sect..." A solemn voice lingered in Zheng Yiming's heart.
In order to protect this place, he would rather ignore the noise outside and concentrate on guarding it.
After a while, he suddenly heard rapid footsteps outside the door, and couldn't help shouting: "Who?"
"Master, it's me, Zheng Guan!" The voice outside was also very impatient.
Zheng Yiming heard clearly that it was indeed his eldest disciple's voice.
"What's the matter?" Zheng Yiming asked in a deep voice.
Zheng Guan replied: "Master! The fifth uncle and the others found the person who broke into our sword sect near the mountain gate. But the man had extremely high qinggong and escaped from the mountain gate. The fifth uncle and the others chased him out. The other uncles thought How should you deal with it?"
"Have you seen that person's appearance?" Zheng Yiming asked anxiously.
"I never saw clearly that he was wearing night clothes."
Zheng Yiming pondered for a moment and said: "Let your second uncle, fourth uncle, and sixth uncle each take their disciples to chase them, lay down a dragnet, and make sure that the thieves who insulted the reputation of our sword sect pay the price! If you want to live, you will see someone, and you will die. I want to see the body!”
In Liangzhou, where Luo Shen Valley is not very popular, the Changhong Sword Sect has been one of the top martial arts forces in Liangzhou for decades. They are used to running rampant, and few people dare to provoke them.
Tonight, someone invaded a forbidden area. Even if nothing valuable was lost, he still lost face. If he didn't handle it well, his reputation would be ruined!
Zheng Yiming naturally hated that man so much that he wanted to peel off his skin and beat his muscles.
Zheng Guan asked: "What about the third uncle and the seventh uncle?"
Zheng Yiming snorted coldly: "Let them stay in the party for a long time, don't cause trouble, and be careful, or I will make them look good!"
"This...is, master!" Zheng Guan finally responded and was about to leave.
"Wait!" Zheng Yiming stopped him.
"Master, do you have any other instructions?"
Zheng Yiming thought for a while and said with a solemn expression: "Have someone go check the Scripture Cave to see what is missing. After checking, come and report it as soon as possible!"
"Yes!" Zheng Guan responded again. Seeing that the master had no explanation, he left.
In the room, only Zheng Yiming was left with twinkling eyes.
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"I'll make a big dent!"
A mile or two away from the gate of the Changhong Sword Sect, Chu Tang was searching for a way and running for his life, while complaining in his heart.
"Do you need to come here to hunt me down like I stabbed your ass?"
At this time, he had left the Changhong Sword Sect.
However, near the mountain gate, the disciples of the Changhong Sword Sect still discovered his traces - he was wearing night clothes that he had no time to change into. In the chaotic Changhong Sword Sect, he still could not escape the eyes of others.
As a result, the disciples of the Changhong Sword Sect rushed towards him one after another like chicken blood, without caring about the details of their opponents, that's all!
Chu Tang didn't want to tangle with them. Since their whereabouts had been exposed anyway, he had no worries. He immediately used his peerless lightness skills to jump over everyone's heads, the roof of the sword sect, and even the magnificent mountain gate.
In just a moment, he rushed out of the Changhong Sword Sect!
However, the other party did not give up, especially after a few leaders arrived and rushed out of the mountain gate with dozens or hundreds of disciples, following behind.
They were familiar with the terrain, and some people with good qinggong skills were able to stay dozens of feet behind Chu Tang and pursue him closely.
This made Chu Tang very unhappy: "You know the details of the Sutra Pavilion very well. Do you need to fight like this?"
In fact, Chu Tang thought he would be able to get rid of them soon, but he never thought that some seemingly ordinary people a mile or two away from the Changhong Sword Sect valley would also have people from the Changhong Sword Sect staying!
When they heard the shouting, they also came out to chase the people.
As the people behind gathered together, they soon formed a momentum of hundreds of people, and Chu Tang was surrounded by them.
Fortunately, because of his superb Qinggong skills, none of these people could stop him. After running for more than two miles, he arrived at the place where he had agreed to meet Zhou Ziyu.
"The surname is Zhou! I'm... stupid!" After seeing the way forward clearly, Chu Tang cursed loudly.
Under the moonlight, I saw a small lake where someone should have been waiting, but it was empty.
There wasn’t even a ghost, let alone a trace of Zhou Ziyu and the others!