Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points.

He groaned and his face turned pale.

Upon seeing this, several Foundation Establishment disciples behind him hurriedly activated their magic weapons to attack Luo Qingchen.

Luo Qingchen snorted coldly, and instead of retreating, he advanced like a tiger among a flock of sheep. The scabbard in his hand turned into a series of afterimages.

"Bang bang bang!"

After a few muffled sounds, the Foundation Establishment disciples followed in the footsteps of their companions and fell to the ground one after another.

The whole process was quick and swift, taking only a few breaths.

The patrol team brought by Zhao Qian has been completely wiped out.

Zhao Qian was shocked and angry. He didn't expect Luo Qingchen to be so powerful.

"Luo Qingchen, you dare to commit a crime in the sect, aren't you afraid of being punished according to the sect rules?"

Zhao Qian shouted in a stern but cowardly manner.

Luo Qingchen walked slowly up to him and looked down at him.

"Sect rules? When Fang Zhenxiong sent you to surround me, did you ever think about the sect rules?"

His voice was cold and without any emotion.

Zhao Qian was speechless, he knew he was in trouble today.

"What do you want?"

Zhao Qian asked through gritting his teeth.

Luo Qingchen reached out and took Zhao Qian's identity token from his waist.

It was a bronze token engraved with the words "Qingyun Inner Sect Zhao Qian" and there were some special patterns on the back. It was obviously an internal certificate of the sect.

"Tell me about your recent patrol patterns and the sect's internal defense situation."

Luo Qingchen said lightly.

Zhao Qian's face changed.

"Don't even think about it!"

Luo Qingchen did not say anything, but gently pressed the scabbard in his hand against Zhao Qian's throat.

The cold touch made Zhao Qian shiver all over.

He could feel that as long as Luo Qingchen wanted, he could take his life at any time.

The fear of death instantly enveloped him.

"I said...I said..."

There was a slight tremor in Zhao Qian's voice.

In the face of the threat of death, so-called loyalty seems so vulnerable.

Luo Qingchen nodded with satisfaction.

After a moment, he sheathed his sword.

Zhao Qian collapsed to the ground as if he had fainted, gasping for breath.

Luo Qingchen didn't look at him again, and turned to Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan who were hiding in the dark and said:

"Come out, it's okay."

Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan walked out from behind the rock and saw the unconscious patrol disciples all over the ground, as well as Zhao Qian lying limply on the ground. They both showed a look of surprise on their faces.

They didn't expect that Luo Qingchen could take care of this patrol team so easily.

"Brother, you are so awesome!"

Su Xiaowan couldn't help but admire.

Luo Qingchen smiled slightly.

"It's just that they are too weak."

He briefly told the two women the sect token and patrol pattern information he had obtained from Zhao Qian.

"With these, it will be much easier for us to sneak into the sect."

Lin Wan'er looked at Zhao Qian on the ground and asked:

"What should he do?"

Luo Qingchen glanced at Zhao Qian, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"It's still useful to keep him."

He took out a pill from his storage bag, pinched Zhao Qian's mouth open, and forced the pill into his mouth.

"What's this?"

Zhao Qian asked in horror.

"A pill that can make you temporarily lose part of your memory."

Luo Qingchen said lightly.

"After waking up, you will only remember that you accidentally triggered an ancient ban while leading a patrol, causing the entire team to fall into a coma."

Zhao Qian's eyes gradually became confused, and he eventually lost consciousness completely.

Luo Qingchen repeated the same method on several other unconscious disciples.

After doing all this, he said to Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan:

"Let's go. We must enter the sect before dawn."

The three of them set off again, sneaking towards the Qingyun Sect.

This time, with Zhao Qian's identity token and patrol patterns, it became much easier to avoid other patrol teams.

However, Luo Qingchen did not relax at all.

From Zhao Qian, he learned that the security within the sect was even stricter than he had imagined.

Fang Zhenxiong seemed to be planning a bigger conspiracy, and their infiltrating the sect was undoubtedly courting disaster.

The road ahead is full of unknowns and dangers.

But Luo Qingchen's eyes became more determined.

No matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, he must find Tianjue Cliff, collect the seven pieces of the star map, and uncover all the secrets.

The night was still dark, but Luo Qingchen knew that dawn would always come.

And before dawn arrives, they must fight their way out of the darkness.

Qingyunmen, he is back.

This time, he will stir up the entire sect.

Fang Zhenxiong, are you ready?

The corner of Luo Qingchen's mouth curled up in an icy arc.

The feud between him and Fang Zhenxiong's faction became increasingly serious.

However, this is just the beginning.

The real battle is yet to come.

He could feel that the tense atmosphere within the sect was not just due to the threat from the black-robed monk.

There seems to be a deeper crisis hidden behind this.

And Tianjue Cliff may be the key to solving all these mysteries.

The morning mist had not yet completely dissipated, but the gate of Qingyun Sect was already shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

The mountain gate square, which used to be quite bustling, now seemed a bit deserted, with only teams of vigilant disciples patrolling back and forth.

There are multiple checkpoints at the entrance of the mountain gate, and every disciple entering and leaving the sect must undergo strict inspection.

Luo Qingchen, Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan changed into ordinary Qingyun Sect outer disciple attire and used Su Xiaowan's special potion to camouflage their faces slightly, making their appearance slightly different from before and less eye-catching.

Bailing'er was carefully hidden by Lin Wan'er in Su Xiaowan's mysterious tortoise shell magic weapon.

The tortoise shell magic weapon not only has amazing defensive power, but can also isolate auras, making it the best choice for hiding Bailing'er.

"Are you all ready?"

Luo Qingchen asked in a low voice, his eyes sweeping over Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan.

Both women nodded, with a hint of nervousness and anticipation in their eyes.

"Remember, when you go in later, try to stay calm and don't reveal any flaws."

Luo Qingchen reminded again.

Although they had Zhao Qian's identity token and the recent patrol password he provided, the inspections within the sect were far stricter than they had imagined.

If you are not careful, your identity may be exposed.

The three of them took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the entrance of the mountain gate.

The mountain guard disciple in charge of the investigation saw the three of them approaching and immediately cast a vigilant look at them.

"Stop! Who is it?"

The leading disciple in the late Foundation Establishment stage shouted sternly, and the long sword in his hand was slightly unsheathed, emitting a sharp aura.

Luo Qingchen stepped forward, bowed, and saluted calmly. "Brother, we are disciples who have returned from a mission."

He handed over the identity token he had received from Zhao Qian.

The disciple guarding the mountain took the token, examined it carefully, and then compared it with the list in his hand.

"Zhao Qian? Inner sect disciple?"

A hint of doubt flashed across the eyes of the mountain guarding disciple.

Zhao Qian's token was that of an inner disciple, but Luo Qingchen and the other two were wearing the uniforms of outer disciples.

"Yes, we are under the order of Senior Brother Zhao to assist in patrolling the outer area."

Luo Qingchen explained without changing his expression.

"This mission is over. Senior Brother Zhao asked us to return to the sect first to report."

This explanation is reasonable. After all, it is very common for inner disciples to command outer disciples to carry out tasks.

The disciple guarding the mountain nodded, but did not let him go immediately.

"The sect has been in turmoil lately, and the inspections are quite strict. Please cooperate with us."

As he spoke, he motioned the two disciples behind him to come forward.

The two disciples each held a palm-sized bronze mirror in their hands, with a faint spiritual light flickering on the mirror surface.

"This is a spirit-detecting mirror. It can detect the cultivator's cultivation and identity information."

The disciple guarding the mountain explained.

Luo Qingchen's heart trembled. He didn't expect that the sect would use this kind of magical weapon during the investigation.

However, he had been prepared. The aura of the three people had been adjusted using breath-suppressing talismans, and their cultivation had been disguised as being in the middle or late stages of foundation building, which was consistent with their current identities.

The light from the spirit-detecting mirror swept over the three people, but did not find anything unusual.

The expression of the disciple guarding the mountain eased a little, but he still did not completely let down his guard.

"Some suspicious people have appeared in the sect recently. There is an order that all disciples entering and leaving must undergo a portrait comparison."

As he spoke, he took out a stack of portraits from his storage bag.

Luo Qingchen's heart skipped a beat.

Portrait comparison?

This was something they had not expected.

Although Su Xiaowan's potion can change some facial features, it is still possible to be recognized if compared carefully.

Luo Qingchen in particular was quite famous before he disappeared, so his portrait must have been widely circulated.

The disciples guarding the mountain unfolded the portraits one by one, among which were the portraits of Luo Qingchen, Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan.

Although the appearance in the portrait is slightly different from their current appearance, if you look closely, you can still see some similarities.

"These are the disciples who disappeared some time ago. If you find any trace of them, report it immediately."

As the mountain guarding disciple spoke, he turned his gaze towards Luo Qingchen and the other two.

There was a hint of scrutiny in his eyes, as if he was carefully comparing their appearance with that in the portrait.

Luo Qingchen's heart was in his throat.

He could feel that the mountain guarding disciple's gaze lingered on his face longer than on others.

Su Xiaowan and Lin Wan'er also held their breath nervously.

At this moment, the spirit-detecting mirror in the hand of a mountain-guarding disciple suddenly emitted a slight buzzing sound, and the spiritual light on the mirror surface became somewhat unstable.

"Huh? What's going on?"

The disciple looked at the spirit-detecting mirror in his hand in surprise.

The face of the leading disciple guarding the mountain changed and he immediately became alert.

"The spirit-detecting mirror is reacting! Who are you three?"

His voice became stern, and the sword in his hand was fully unsheathed, pointing at Luo Qingchen and the other two.

The patrolling disciples around also gathered around, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

Luo Qingchen thought to himself that something was not good.

They didn't expect that this spirit-detecting mirror was so sensitive. Even though they used the breath-suppressing talisman, they still detected something unusual.

At this critical moment, a hint of decisiveness flashed in Su Xiaowan's eyes.

She quietly crushed a talisman hidden in her sleeve.

It was a "blind spell" that could fine-tune the target's appearance in a short period of time, creating a visual illusion.

The talisman silently turned into an imperceptible stream of light and merged into the bodies of Luo Qingchen and the other two.

Almost at the same time, the facial features of Luo Qingchen and the other two underwent some subtle changes.

Although the overall outline has not changed, some key details, such as the distance between the eyebrows and the height of the nose bridge, have produced greater differences from the image in the portrait.

This change is extremely subtle and is difficult to detect without careful observation.

"Brother, you are wrong."

Luo Qingchen said calmly, with just the right amount of doubt on his face.

"We are just ordinary disciples of the sect. How can we be suspicious persons?"

His voice was calm, without any panic.

The leading mountain-guarding disciple looked at Luo Qingchen and the other two carefully again, and then looked at the portrait in his hand.

After Su Xiaowan's fine-tuning of the blinding talisman, the differences between the appearances of Luo Qingchen and the other two and the portraits were indeed greater.

Coupled with Luo Qingchen's calm response and Zhao Qian's token in his hand, the doubts of the disciples guarding the mountain were greatly alleviated.

"Maybe there's something wrong with the spirit-detecting mirror."

Another disciple whispered, and the spirit-detecting mirror in his hand returned to normal.

The leading disciple guarding the mountain hesitated for a moment, and finally waved his hand.

"Okay, you go in."

Although he still had some doubts in his heart, he didn't want to make things too difficult without solid evidence.

After all, the token in Luo Qingchen's hand was real, and their cultivation was also in line with the status of outer disciples.

Luo Qingchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his face remained calm.

"Thank you, senior brother."

He bowed, then walked slowly into the mountain gate with Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan.

It was not until they passed through the mountain gate and entered the sect that the three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The interrogation just now was really thrilling.

If Su Xiaowan had not used the blinding charm in time, their identities would probably have been exposed by now.

"Xiao Wan, well done."

Luo Qingchen praised in a low voice.

Su Xiaowan raised her chin proudly.

"Of course, my talismans are not vegetarian."

Lin Wan'er also smiled, and the tension in her heart dissipated a lot.

However, they did not let down their guard.

After entering the sect, they found that the atmosphere was more depressing than outside.

The once bustling streets seemed a little deserted, and many shops were closed.

The number of disciples on patrol was several times greater than usual, and all of them looked serious, as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

"What on earth happened in the sect?"

Su Xiaowan couldn't help but muttered softly.

"It seems that it is not just the threat from the black monks."

Luo Qingchen frowned slightly, with a bad feeling in his heart.

He could feel that a bigger storm seemed to be brewing inside Qingyun Sect.

And their infiltration this time undoubtedly put them at the center of the storm.

"Let's go back to our compound and check the situation first."

Luo Qingchen said.

They had been missing for so long that the compound must have been searched and possibly even under surveillance.

The three of them carefully avoided the patrolling disciples and walked towards the living area for the outer disciples.

Along the way, they also noticed that there were many unfamiliar faces in the sect.

Most of these people were in a hurry and looked alert. They seemed to be monks from other affiliated families. (End of this chapter)