i have a sword fairy

Chapter 59
Still at the third watch, Zhao Rong set off, rushed to the rented inn next to the south gate of Luojing, changed his clothes, brought some dry food, and arrived at Chongxu View of Taibai Mountain a moment before Yin Shi, and then spent the whole day there. Lingguan Hall copied the scriptures, and at sunset, when the Taoist priests finished the evening class, they handed in the scriptures and returned with a day's fatigue.

Returning to his residence at night, while eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Su Xiaoxiao made for him, he wrote down on the white paper the details he remembered that day and the loopholes that he felt could be exploited, and carefully scrutinized it.

These few days, Zhao Rong has been working and resting like this. Although it is boring and unbearable, he does it as a last resort. Hearing Lin Wenruo say that Qingjingzi is a golden pill, if he also has a golden pill, he can just grab it.

But at present, I don't have such a strong strength, so I can only outsmart it, and under the existing conditions, I will make every effort to plan step by step.

Through the observation of the latent scripture copying in the past few days, I have roughly figured out the work and rest time of the Taoist priests in the Lingguan Temple.

At a quarter of Yin Shi, the Taoist temple chimed the bell, and the Taoist priest got up and ate fast food. Before three quarters of Yin Shi, he rushed to the main hall.

From the four quarters of Yinshi to the four quarters of Maoshi, one hour, morning classes are held in the Lingguan Hall, and the eyes are closed and the scriptures are recited.

After the morning class, all the Taoist priests dispersed, and there were only three core Taoist priests in blue clothes, four ordinary Taoist priests in black clothes, and four small Taoist boys in the Lingguan Hall. Eleven people stayed in the hall almost all day, or meditated Practice, or receive pilgrims.

Going to Zhaitang for dinner at noon took about two quarters of an hour, but the Taoist priests in the hall did not go together, but the three blue-clothed Taoist priests stayed behind. edible.

From the four o'clock of Shen Shi to the four o'clock of Youshi, the group of Taoists who did the morning class in the morning returned to the Lingguan Hall again for the evening class.

Four quarters later, the exterior was closed, so Zhao Rong had to stop copying the scriptures and go out with everyone.

However, Zhao Rong did not expect it to be bad. There was indeed a blue-clothed Taoist priest who stayed behind at Lingguan Hall at night. One day, he deliberately delayed for a while, and before he was urged to leave the temple, he caught a glimpse of the blue-clothed Taoist priest who came to change the defense.

However, it is worth noting that although the blue-clothed Taoist priests in the night watch changed their defenses in the morning, the night watchmen in many halls, including the Lingguan Hall, were at four quarters of the night, that is, the left-behind Taoists in the daytime came to the main hall to start During the morning class, they will leave the hall ahead of time, leaving only a blue-clothed Taoist priest in the hall to lead the morning class.

This is what I saw on my first day.

Zhao Rong thought carefully, dipped the brush in his hand in ink on the inkstone, and continued to write and stop.

From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], looking at the defenses in the hall throughout the day, this is a period of time when the guards are the weakest.

At this time, although there were a lot of Taoist priests in the Lingguan Hall, there were very few threats to him.

The only old Taoist in blue clothes left in the hall was taking the lead in chanting sutras with his eyes closed, as did the Taoist priests in the morning class behind him. Apart from the pilgrims who came and went and the virtuous monks who bowed their heads to copy the sutras, the only people in the hall of Lingguan who really threatened him were the ones left and right in the hall. Four little Taoist boys on both sides, and a white-haired old Taoist priest receiving pilgrims.

Oh yes, and the cleaning chores.

These handymen arrived late on the first day and didn't see them, but when they entered the temple early to copy the scriptures a few days later, they found that there was a handyman cleaning the temple every morning during the morning class while there were not many pilgrims in the morning...

Zhao Rong, who was in front of the desk, suddenly stopped writing.

Wait, I seem to have seen Tingni's purple gold stove before when a handyman wiped the table where the tribute gifts were placed in front of the statue.

Zhao Rong put down his pen and walked slowly to the window, frowning slightly, and his eyes were not focused on the cliff stone carving hidden in the darkness.

The general idea before was to mix with the pilgrims during the day and take advantage of their loopholes to skillfully take away the Tingni Zijin Furnace, but this would face the danger of being discovered by many pilgrims. The tribute gift on the top is really eye-catching, not to mention the difficulty of taking it out of the main hall.

This method is indeed too dangerous...but what if you use this handyman?
Zhao Rong's brows stretched, and he thought for a while. He turned back to the table, and after finishing his things, he went straight out. At this time, it was not until the third watch. Excited, I couldn't sleep, so I rushed to Chongxuguan early.

When Zhao Rong came to the market at the foot of Taibai Mountain, it was about a moment of ugliness, and it was still too early for the Taoist priest to ring the bell. He followed the memory of yesterday and walked through the houses to an ordinary courtyard in the northeast corner of the market. The houses are where Chongxu Guan Taoist children live.

When Zhao Rong went down the mountain yesterday evening, he followed the four little Taoist boys who were on duty in the Lingguan Hall and learned about their residences.

At this moment, it was quiet at night, but Zhao Rong saw that there was a room in the courtyard that was still lit. He couldn't help but raised his eyebrows. He walked to the window lightly, pierced the paper window with his index finger, and looked inside, and saw that there were two people in the house. A child is shirtless, sitting on the head of the bed, lighting an oil lamp, and looking down at a book.

It was the fat Taoist boy who was on duty in Lingguan Hall during the day and the round-faced companion beside him.

Zhao Rong observed for a while and found that their expressions were strange, sometimes giggling, sometimes frowning, sometimes anxious, sometimes staring and panting.

After about a quarter of an hour, the two suddenly let out a long sigh of relief, and after cleaning up, they blew the lamp to sleep.

In the darkness, the two of them were quiet for a while, and suddenly one of them said, "Oh, it's too little, why have you finished watching it... Nanqing, I will also fight a sword in Tsing Yi in the future, ride a small donkey, and walk around the rivers and lakes! The hero of hatred..."

"Nan Xiao, you are so fat, the little donkey can't stand it..."

No wonder Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing because he was drowsy during the day. It turned out to be a hot-blooded boy who stayed up late to peek at the Romance of Martial Arts... I thought he was doing something else at night, ahem, two young heroes, disrespectful and disrespectful.

Zhao Rong went to the house of the other two dao boys on duty, and observed them quietly for a while. Seeing that they were breathing long and sleeping, Zhao Rong frowned slightly.

"Go, do you know the approximate weight of the Tingni Zijin Furnace?"

"The weight of the Tingni Purple Gold Stove will change according to its expansion and contraction. Judging from its current height and width of less than ten feet, it is roughly about ten pounds."

Zhao Rong remembered that when he saw it for the first time, it was held in the hands of that fat boy from Nanxiao, so it must not be too heavy.

Zhao Rong nodded silently. He looked around the pitch-darkness, searched for his memory, and went to the house where the handyman lived. He casually asked curiously, "Is Tingni's Zijin Furnace able to expand or contract at will?"

"Nonsense, or with its small size now, you go to alchemy? It is estimated that it can't even hold the materials."

Gui said again: "This is not the normal size of the Tingni Purple Gold Stove. Logically it should not be this size, because if you want to make alchemy, then the size can at least fit you in. If you want to store it, then it is the smallest. It can be held in a fist by you, and it is really strange that it is not so small these days."

Zhao Rong's expression changed, "After I get close to it, can you store it?"

After thinking for a while, "I know what you're thinking, but I can't do it right now. However, if you can touch it and keep it for half an hour, I can use your soul power to temporarily gain its control. To help you shrink into one punch."

Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, your help is the same as no, if I can touch it continuously for half an hour, what is the difference between getting it and getting it, at least on the way to get it, let you store it, it is slightly easier for you to run away , the icing on the cake.

Zhao Rong sighed and could only rely on himself.

At the moment of Yin Shi, the Taoist temple bell rang quiet, and the market at the foot of the mountain gradually became lively.

Today is the fourth day that Zhao Rong copied the scriptures in the Lingguan Hall, and there are still five days left before the debate between Confucianism and Taoism.

Zhao Rong didn't have much time left.

Tingni Purple Gold Furnace must be obtained!

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PS: There is one more update in the morning.

　Kneeling and begging for recommended tickets and collections~ Book friends, count the tickets for Jianniang. . .

　　


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