When the invisible Wang Le chased after him, the group of peak martial arts powerhouses had separated, like mice, and could not wait to drill into the palaces and pavilions nearby to search carefully.

Seeing this, Wang Le no longer cared about the movements of these peak martial arts masters, but instead walked alone between buildings such as the Dharma Hall, trying to find some clues from it.

As for whether those peak martial arts powerhouses who are searching for palaces and pavilions will gain something, Wang Le has long been destined to have nothing to gain.

After all, he has seen through the eyes of breaking the delusion and has no cultivation resources that everyone wants.

Wang Le did not find it while walking among these buildings, similar to the murals in the Medicine King Hall.

So for a moment, Wang Le could not find a good breakthrough.

Only by observing and searching carefully, trying to find unusual places from it.

After a while, just as the invisible Wang Le was wandering in the huge Dharma Hall, he suddenly heard a sound of fighting from the building not far away.

"What a good man, He Yihang, who dared to grab things from me. He is so tired of living!"

An old hoarse voice came from the building and roared, obviously a little furious!

Then he heard He Yihang's familiar voice and replied disdainfully, "This ancient secret realm is the territory of the three major families of Fengming City. You outsiders broke in. He didn't settle the score with you, so he was already polite!"

"Get out now! Otherwise, don't blame He for being rude!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard another peak martial arts sneering sounding next to him, saying loudly, "He Yihang, you are alone, and we have already made a vow to form an offensive and defensive alliance. You should be the one who knows the fun!"

"Otherwise, this secret realm of the ancient Taoist sect is the place where you He Yihang's burial today..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the hoarse voice at the beginning roaring, "Where is He Yihang running away! Stop for me!"

Before he could finish his words, the invisible Wang Le saw the gray felt hat rushing out of the pavilion through the eyes of Breaking the Devil.

Then it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Of course, in the sight of the Breaking Defiance Dharma Eye, He Yihang's figure must be invisible.

However, the peak martial arts powerhouses who had chased out from the palaces and pavilions emitted their spiritual sense or used secret techniques to try to rediscover He Yihang's traces.

But the result is all in failure.

In the final analysis, the gray felt hat worn on He Yihang's head played the main role. No matter how those peak martial arts masters use all their skills, they cannot find out where He Yihang's hiding place is.

"I didn't expect that He Yihang, the head of the He family, also sneaked in. It seems that everyone must be careful not to let this He take advantage of our loopholes, and the fisherman will eventually benefit!"

"He Yihang has followed in, and the people from the Tian family in Fengming City will not be absent. We must be careful!"

"No matter what, let's search here as soon as possible and then move to other places in the secret realm!"

………

Amid these discussions, a group of peak martial arts powerhouses returned to their respective palaces and pavilions and continued to search carefully.

But as time passed, not long after, the peak martial arts powerhouses walked out of the palace and pavilion one after another with a depressed and dejected look on their faces.

There is no doubt that, as Wang Le had expected before, they did not gain the cultivation resources they wanted from these palaces, pavilions and other buildings.

To be more precise, even if the three-melon-knotted dates were found, some of them were snatched by He Yihang who suddenly appeared.

"Not mentioning elixirs and martial arts here, there is not even a magic weapon from ancient times."

"Why do I think that the people here did not leave in a hurry, but left the place after packing all the things."

"He Yihang snatched two jade slips, and I still have three jade slips here. I don't know if it is recorded in ancient martial arts or other information. I can't find a way to read them at the moment."

...

The peak martial arts powerhouse who got together again looked extremely ugly and had nothing to say.

This made them begin to wonder if they had come wrong and shouldn't have come at all after following Wang Le into the secret realm.

Just as these old guys complained unhappily and were talking about changing places, the invisible Wang Le saw that He Yihang, who had originally left, actually killed another shot and sneaked straight into the Dharma Hall.

"Uh!" Seeing this, Wang Le couldn't help but touch his nose thoughtfully, thinking to himself, "Can there be something strange in this Dharma-Dao Hall?"

Wang Le, who was originally thinking of leaving with the group of peak martial arts powerhouses, immediately stayed obediently in the corner of the Dharma Hall, quietly waiting for He Yihang's next action.

And just then, He Yihang, wearing a gray felt hat, came to the portrait of the old man riding a bull.

But next, He Yihang did not move any more, but just raised his head slightly and stared at the portrait in front of him.

It was not until the peak martial arts powerhouses formed an offensive and defensive alliance reached a consensus to go to other places in the dojo, and then walked through the Dharma Hall one by one to leave here, and disappeared from sight that He Yihang started to move.

At this time, Wang Le, who was invisible in the corner, saw He Yihang inexplicably take out three sticks of incense as thick as a thumb from the storage stone.

"What does this guy want to do? Burn incense?" Wang Le thought to himself in a daze when he saw He Yihang's actions.

Just when Wang Le was confused, He Yihang took out a not-so-large incense burner from the storage stone and placed it on a long table under the portrait.

After lit the three thick incense sticks in his hand and inserted it into the incense burner, He Yihang took off the gray felt hat on his head and put it aside. Then he crawled and worshiped the old man riding the cow on the portrait with devout respect.

At this moment, what attracted Wang Le's attention was not He Yihang who was crawling on the ground, but the three thick incense sticks lit, which emitted a rich fragrance. The three wisps of blue smoke came into the portrait almost without any distinction, and disappeared in an instant like a mud cow entering the sea.

To be more vivid and more precise, these three wisps of blue smoke were sucked into the nose by the green cow riding the old man in the portrait.

"Uh!" Seeing this, Wang Le's face suddenly became strange.

It is really a world of wonders. I didn’t expect to see such a strange scene in this temple.

At the same time, Wang Le was extremely sure that there must be an extraordinary relationship between He Yihang and the Juque Sect in ancient times.

Otherwise, He Yihang would not have done this.
Chapter completed!