However, after this round of mobilization, Luan Shuangyu still did not find that person.

Standing on the top floor of the Sutra Pavilion, Luan Shuangyu looked at the gradually darkening sky, and was stunned.

On the other side, Ye Han had already touched the periphery of the Sutra Pavilion.

More and more people are perceived by consciousness.

"Will you be discovered when entering the Sutra Pavilion at this time?"

Ye Han was wandering around the Sutra Pavilion aimlessly.

Whenever the disciples of Yanyue Sect pass by each other, Ye Han will follow the trend.

He did this just to cover up his behavior.

Because he doesn't know whether those thermal devices will intelligently track and analyze a person.

Thermal equipment should not be able to sense its appearance remotely.

So he needs to use the heat emitted by different people to cover up the heat energy emitted by himself.

"This load packaging has a perception chip, which should have been implanted after the candidate arrived."

Ye Han touched the purse on his waist.

This purse was also taken from the same clothes.

If you want to completely avoid the route, you must throw away this purse, but what if you use this purse to enter the Sutra Pavilion?

Ye Han kept a secret and paid attention to it for a long time.

I found that this Sutra Pavilion was completely open.

Except for the old man at the door who looked a bit like a sweeping monk, the other guards could be ignored.

Moreover, there is no verification that the disciples of the sect enter the Sutra Pavilion.

It is logical that this is unreasonable. How could a sect inheritance be so casual?

"Do you want to have a gamble?"

Ye Han licked the corners of his lips, his eyes hesitated and his heart was very entangled.

This is a psychological game process.

Throwing your purse away completely avoid possible risks, and then taking advantage of the other party's rest time late at night to jump in.

Take a gamble.

If the other party is really resting, then he can get what he wants without revealing his talent.

The risk of failure is to expose a talent, and the Sutra Pavilion is under high vigilance.

If you don’t throw away your purse, you will just use your purse to go through the dark under the light.

Now go in openly.

If he was not stopped, Ye Han would have plenty of time to move the Sutra Pavilion.

Even if you are discovered later, you can still accept a jump if you get something.

"Then let's have a gamble!"

Ye Han glanced at the sky gradually darkening.

All of them have come to this point, but only two types: exposure or not exposure.

He didn't even know the name of the disciple he killed, let alone wait until late at night in the other party's dormitory.

Now it is within the Yanyue Sect, so he can't keep wandering around like this, otherwise the risk of exposure will be greater.

Ye Han is not a slow person, he does whatever he says.

While the sky had not yet turned completely dark, Ye Han walked straight to the Sutra Pavilion.

The top of the mountain where the Sutra Pavilion is located is cut halfway.

It fell on it in front of the Sutra Pavilion.

The Sutra Library of Yanyue Sect covers a large area, with a base area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters, with a total of seven floors. As the pavilion goes up, the area of ​​each floor is decreasing, and the top floor is only more than a thousand square meters.

It is better to say that it is a "pavilion" but it is better to say that it is a "stone tower".

Ye Han rushed to the top of the mountain, stood in the square in front of the Sutra Pavilion, and looked up.

At this time, the Sutra Pavilion looked much more majestic than the one at the foot of the mountain.

Overall, it looks similar to ancient Chinese buildings. There are paintings and carvings in the pavilion, mostly composed of steady traditional patterns. Under the top of the hip mountain, the eaves and layers of palaces echo each other, and the colors are colorful. A bluestone corridor is built around the attic, which makes the atmosphere more solemn and serious.

In addition, this Sutra Pavilion also has a strange style.

His wall was made of a light golden giant stone, filled with mysterious runes, and under the night sky, there was a faint flash of light.

Although I don’t know what the magic array composed of runes does, Ye Han could guess that it should be a defensive magic array.

"Success or failure is a success or failure!"

Ye Han stepped onto the stone steps of the Sutra Pavilion and walked in calmly.

His consciousness had covered a radius of ten kilometers, and he was perceived by a little bit of wind and movement.

Be ready to run away at any time.

On the Xiyuan Star, the power released by the eighth-level powerful man is comparable to a nuclear explosion, and the ninth-level is even more of an existence that suppresses the eight wildernesses.

Facing the powerful men at the ninth level, even if Ye Han has a space jump, he is not sure to escape.

Fortunately, the Yanyue Sect is also part of the Dongli Dynasty.

The top combat power of the entire dynasty is at the eighth level. Even if it is discovered, Ye Han's chance of escaping is still more than half.

"call……"

Ye Han stepped into the Sutra Pavilion with one foot.

The old man guarding the door at the door didn't even raise his eyelids, and he lay on a bamboo chair, slowly slapping a broken banana fan, looking old.

"Here's coming in?"

Ye Han felt a little incredible and kept forgetting his eyes on the entire Sutra Pavilion.

The entire Sutra Pavilion is very wide, with all the bookshelfs circling around the walls. At the center of this floor is a winding wooden ladder, circling up to the second floor.

However, after climbing to the second floor, there is a door between the entrance.

"It seems that the importance of this first level is not high!" Ye Han said in his heart;

But he didn't dislike it. He directly started from the first bookshelves and scraped these books one by one.

The words and patterns in the book are passed directly to Chen Xu through the inscription on his chest.

On the other side.

Chen Xu has not contacted Ye Han for half a month, and now he has received a sudden incoming message and has put down his work as soon as possible.

He couldn't understand the information transmitted by Ye Han at all.

However, the control chip in the cloned body still transmits the perceived content back in detail.

These data need to be transferred through Han Lanxing. Ye Han believes that Yan Qiluo has the ability to sort out the secret data of these martial arts.

"It takes an average of 3 seconds for a book to see all the words and patterns."

Ye Han was flipping his skills quickly while sensing the outside.

The few hundred words in Xiyuanxing's martial arts are short, and the more than tens of thousands of words. Each of these books has its own separate book style.

Ye Han looked through them one by one from bottom to top and was not afraid of repeating them.

However, although the input was quickly, Ye Han was still a little nervous.

This first layer of consciousness perceives a total of 85,857 books.

According to the three-second entry speed for each book, it will take three days for him to enter it without eating or drinking.

"I would have liked my consciousness to perceive these words!"

After Ye Han swept over a bookshelf, he quickly entered the next bookshelf, and his fingers leaped to the extreme.

Fortunately, it was nightfall at this time, and there were very few disciples in the Sutra Pavilion. Otherwise, Ye Han's speed of writing books would definitely attract strange gazes.

This is also impossible.

Ye Han's consciousness can only identify books for the time being, and it is detailed how many pages a book has, but the text on each page is unknown.

In the world of consciousness, this is completely bare and has no discernment.

"If all these books were written in Braille, I would have done it long ago."

The fingers were sour and numb because of the rhythm, and Ye Han complained.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was soon late at night.

Ye Han had just flipped through more than a dozen bookshelfs at this moment. Because the process was too boring and frequent, he had to spend his original source to restore his physical strength and spirit.
To be continued...