In the next few days, in addition to his own cultivation, Moke taught Luo Wanmei how to order Jin Cicada to fight, although Luo Wanmei has no true qi, but he learns things very quickly, plus Jin Cicada has the soul imprint of Moke, Luo Wanmei has been able to command Jin Cicada to fight at will.

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In a flash of golden light, a steel plate with a thickness of one centimeter was pierced by the golden light without the slightest hindrance.

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The golden light flew back upside down and landed on Luo Wanmei's arm.

has seen the strength of the golden cicada, and Luo Wanmei is not too surprised that the golden cicada can penetrate the steel plate.

"Now that you can command the golden cicada to fight at will, I am also relieved. Inkman said with a smile.

Although it is imprinted with the soul, the ink artist can only control the golden cicada at most within a range of several hundred meters, and out of this range, the golden cicada can only rely on the ink man's orders to fight independently. Moke and Luo Wanmei are often separated by dozens of kilometers, and it is naturally impossible for him to control the golden cicada battle at will, and Luo Wanmei can give some simple orders to the golden cicada, although these orders cannot be as complex as the Moke, but they are completely sufficient.

"In the future, I will rely on Xiaojin for protection. Luo Wanmei looked at the golden cicada on her shoulder.

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Hearing Luo Wanmei's words, Jin Cicada screamed happily.

And the ink artist on the side, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, Xiao Jin, this name, I don't know how Luo Wanmei came up with it, the most important thing is that the golden cicada still likes it very much.

Although in the soul of the golden cicada, the soul imprint is imprinted, but the soul imprint does not affect the independent thinking of the golden cicada, but in the subconscious of the golden cicada, the order of the ink artist is the first rule to be obeyed. Other than that, there is no difference between the golden cicada and ordinary creatures.

This is the difference between high-level insect beasts and low-level insect beasts, low-level insect beasts, either like puppet-like existence, or only know instinctive battles, but high-level insect beasts can have their own thinking.

"Little Kim is really good. Luo Wanmei couldn't help but smile when she saw Jin Chan echoing her, and hurriedly took out a Pei Yuan Dan and handed it to Jin Chan, and the Jin Cicada immediately hugged Pei Yuan Dan and gnawed it.

Compared with Moke, Luo Wanmei is much more generous when feeding the golden cicada, if the Moke regards Peiyuan Dan as an elixir for the golden cicada to improve its strength, then Luo Wanmei is regarded as food.

Moke even estimated that even if someone from the Miaojiang Holy Land came, even if he didn't use his soul imprint, relying on those Pei Yuan Dan's bribes, Jin Cicada would not betray Luo Wanmei.

After all, even if it was a holy land, it was impossible to feed the pill like Peiyuan Dan to the golden cicada like food.

"A golden cicada, actually better than me. The corners of the inkman's mouth twitched.

Even if it is him, it is impossible to eat Pei Yuan Dan as food, but there is no restriction on insects and beasts, even if they eat it as food, they can store excess energy in their bodies and constantly use it to strengthen themselves.

If this is known by the martial artists in the martial arts, I don't know how many people are willing to be an insect beast, because most of them, the resources of a lifetime, are not as good as a meal of golden cicadas!

Just then, the phone on the ink man rang.

"Strange call?" Looking at the call, Moke couldn't help but be stunned, this phone was actually a strange call.

"Brother Mo, I'm Xuankongzi. A slightly familiar voice came over the phone.

"Xuankong Zidao Chief, is that you?" Moke said with some surprise, in fact, these people who want to Yunshui Ancestor basically don't use the phone, after all, the phone can easily expose their location, especially since the various sects are in some blessed places, and they can't be easily exposed.

When Moke saw Xuankong Zi Dao Leader and Yunshui Ancestor before, the two of them didn't use the phone at all, but they didn't expect that Xuankong Zi Dao Chang would actually call him at this time.

To be able to make a person like Daoist Xuankongzi, who almost doesn't use a phone, suddenly call him, I'm afraid it's a very anxious thing.

"Xuankong Zidao Chief, is something wrong?" said Moke hurriedly.

"Brother Mo guessed well, the support of the Miaojiang Holy Land has arrived, and several conflicts have broken out with the Xuanji Gate, and both sides have losses, but our side is at a disadvantage, and now it is a little too late to ask the sect for help, so we have to ask the elder brother to help. Xuankong Zidao said.

Moke nodded slightly, two martial artists of the Grandmaster Realm died in the Miaojiang Holy Land, it is impossible to just count it like this, you must know that counting the bewitching men, in just a few months, the Miaojiang Holy Land has died three martial artists of the Grandmaster Realm. With such a big loss, if the Miaojiang Holy Land does not regain some face, it will definitely not give up.

The overall strength of the Xuanji Gate is not as good as that of the Miaojiang Holy Land, not to mention the existence of the Huoyun Evil God, which is comparable to the envoy, and it is not a strange thing that the Xuanji Gate has fallen into disadvantage.

Although he understood the situation of the Xuanji Gate, the ink man did not agree to it at the first time, he was not a member of the Xuanji Gate, if he really fought with the Miaojiang Holy Land, the Xuanji Gate might not be willing to help him. Xuanjimen was not afraid of the retaliation of the Miaojiang Holy Land, but he couldn't deal with the Miaojiang Holy Land.

"Brother Mo, I know what you're worried about, but you can rest assured, this time, my Xuanji Gate will definitely protect you. Daoist Xuankong Zi hurriedly said.

If it weren't for the last resort, the Xuanji Gate would not have looked for Moke to make a move, but they also knew that Moke, as a person in the martial arts, could secretly attack the Miaojiang Holy Land, but it was absolutely impossible to directly confront the Miaojiang Holy Land, which was undoubtedly an act of seeking death.

After all, behind the ink master, there is no existence that can compete with the existence of the Miaojiang Holy Land!

"Okay, I can promise you. The inkman thought for a moment before he spoke.

"Brother Mo, thank you, this time, no matter what the result is, Xuanjimen will have a good reward. Daoist Xuankong Zi hurriedly said.

Moke hummed noncommittally, and hung up the phone, he didn't seem to be involved in the grievances between the Miaojiang Holy Land and the Xuanji Gate, but unfortunately he and the Miaojiang Holy Land and the Holy Land had already made a feud, not to mention that because of the death of the bewitching man, the Huoyun Evil God could not let him go, it was the death of the two White Devils, and the Miaojiang Holy Land knew about it, and it would not give up easily.

The most important thing is the golden cicada, which has now been subdued by him, and will not be exposed in a short time, but after a long time, the matter of the golden cicada will definitely be known by others, and when the time comes, it will reach the ears of the Miaojiang Holy Land, just by virtue of his means of controlling the golden cicada, the Miaojiang Holy Land will not let him go.

No matter what the reason, he and the Miaojiang Holy Land are already incompatible, relying on him alone, in the short term, it is impossible to be the opponent of the Miaojiang Holy Land, and the Xuanji Gate and the Miaojiang Holy Land do not deal with each other, and the cooperation with the Xuanji Gate can get the protection of the Xuanji Gate in a short time, which is conducive to him to gain time to grow.

"What's wrong?" Luo Wanmei, who was on the side, watched Moke's face change, and couldn't help but speak.

"There's something I need to take care of. Inkman said with a smile.

"Do you want to bring Xiaojin?" said Luo Wanmei.

"No, I can handle it myself. The inkman shook his head, jokingly, and brought Xiaojin over, the powerhouse of the Miaojiang Holy Land, no matter how stupid he was, knew that the two White Devils who died before were related to the inkman.

How could Mo Ke make such a low-level mistake, drive directly to the airport and take the fastest flight to Wudang Sect.

This time the conflict between the Xuanji Gate and the Miaojiang Holy Land, the people from the Miaojiang Holy Land actually hit the door of the Wudang faction directly.

Of course, the one who really fights, that is, the level of the grandmaster realm, ordinary innate martial artists, is not qualified to participate in the battle at all.

When Moke came to Wudang Mountain, it was already evening, and a congenital martial artist of the Wudang faction received him and took him directly to the Wudang faction's station.

"Brother Mo, you can be regarded as here!" Xuankong Zidao Master couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Moke.

"Xuankong Zidao Chief, isn't something happening again?" Seeing this, Moke couldn't help frowning.

"At noon, the Miaojiang Holy Land came to provoke, and Uncle Shi and they fought and suffered some minor injuries. Daoist Xuankong Zi smiled bitterly.

When the ink man heard this, he also smiled bitterly, no wonder the Xuankong Zidao was on the phone, and asked him to come immediately, and the emotional Xuanji Gate was completely unstoppable.

"How many people did the Miaojiang Holy Land send this time?" said the ink man in a deep voice.

"There are a total of four people in the Miao Jiang Holy Land, and they just sent two martial artists from the Grandmaster Realm to support. Daoist Xuankong Zi spoke.

"Only two?" Moke was stunned, there were only two people in the support team of the Miaojiang Holy Land, counting the Huoyun Evil God and another messenger, there were only four people, and the four people actually killed directly at the gate of the Wudang Sect, which was really a bit unexpected.

"What about the Xuanji Gate?"

"Three. Daoist Xuankong Zi said with some embarrassment.

"Then you" The ink man looked at the Xuankong Zi Dao Master with some incredulity, so calculated, the number of people in the Xuanji Gate and the Miaojiang Holy Land is basically the same, and there is even one more Xuankong Zi Dao Master on the Xuanji Gate.

But even so, the Xuanji Gate was still at a disadvantage, which made the ink man a little surprised.

"Gu worms?" the ink man frowned and said in a deep voice.

The Miao Jiang Holy Land is good at cultivating Gu worms, and if there are Gu worms similar to the four-winged golden cicada to help, it is not a strange thing that the Xuanji Gate is at a disadvantage.

"If it's just a Gu worm, it's easy to deal with, the key is the Fire Cloud Evil God!"

"Fire Cloud Evil God?" the ink man raised an eyebrow.

He and the Huoyun Evil God are mortal enemies, if the Huoyun Evil God knows that the bewitching man died in his hands, he will definitely not die.

"The strength of the Fire Cloud Evil God has actually improved again, and he has reached the late stage of the Grandmaster Quadruple, the most terrifying thing is that I don't know what method he used to cultivate ordinary Gu worms to the level of the Grandmaster Quadruple, combined with Gu worms, his strength is comparable to that of a Grandmaster Fivefold martial artist. Coupled with the Holy Gu of another envoy, their side was equal to the four powerhouses of the six Grandmasters. Xuankong Zidao said helplessly.

Hearing this, the ink artist still didn't understand that the four grandmasters on the side of the Miaojiang Holy Land had four combat powers, and there were only four on the Xuanji Gate side, and they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

Originally, if the Huoyun Evil God was only the cultivation of the Grandmaster Quadruple Stage, it would be enough, and among the powerhouses supported by the Xuanji Sect, he could also compete, the key was that the Gu worms he cultivated actually had the combat power of the Grandmaster Quadruple.

"It was actually able to cultivate ordinary insects and beasts to the point of the fourth-order foundation building realm. "The ink artist was secretly shocked in his heart, it was not so easy for ordinary insects and beasts to be able to cultivate to the level of the fourth-order foundation building realm. The reason why the four-winged golden cicada was able to reach the fourth-order foundation building realm was because the four-winged golden cicada, when it was born, was comparable to an innate martial artist, and if the resources were sufficient, it would be able to reach the foundation building realm level when it became an adult.

But ordinary insects and beasts are often just some more powerful insects, from an ordinary creature to cultivating a Dao Sect Master Quadruple, the gap between them is not a little bit!

"If it weren't for the formation left by the ancestor, I'm afraid that the people from the Miaojiang Holy Land would have come directly to the door. "Xuankong Zidao people are helpless for a year, why the martial artists of the Miao Jiang Holy Land are difficult to deal with, it is that they are good at cultivating Gu worms.

However, the golden cicada is an extremely rare insect beast, even the number of Miao Jiang Holy Land is not large, as for other Gu insects, their strength is generally at the level of the grandmaster realm, which is the limit. It's not enough to be afraid, who would have thought that the Fire Cloud Evil God would actually be able to cultivate the Grandmaster Quadruple Gu Worm.

It was precisely because the strength of the Huoyun Evil God and the combat power of the Gu worm were unexpected, that from the very beginning of the battle, the Xuanji Gate suffered a lot of dark losses. The ensuing encounters were suppressed.

"Brother Mo, please come here, let's go over first, if it is discovered by the Miaojiang Holy Land, I am afraid that it will directly attack and kill the two of us. Daoist Xuankong Zi spoke.

Immediately, under the leadership of the Xuankong Zi Daoist, the two passed through the tunnel below the station and came to the Wudang faction's courtyard.

"What a rudimentary formation. As soon as he arrived at the other courtyard, the ink artist felt a maze enveloping the other courtyard, but this maze was not very powerful, it was just slightly stronger than the maze of the Blood Wheel Sect at the beginning.

With such a formation, it stands to reason that it is impossible to stop the martial artists of the fourfold level of the grandmaster.

"Xuankong Zidao Leader, this formation" Moke frowned.

"This formation was arranged by the ancestor at the beginning, although it is only a maze formation, but the martial artists below the fifth level of the grandmaster, if they want to break through, it will take a lot of time. Daoist Xuankong Zi said proudly.

Hearing this, the ink artist secretly pursed his lips, such a formation, if it is changed to any foundation building realm in the Four Emperors Realm, I am afraid that it can be easily broken through.

However, from the words of the Xuankong Zidao Chief, Moke vaguely felt that the formation of Huaxia Martial Arts was very weak, because there was not even some basic understanding of the formation, although this maze was not strong, it was enough for the martial artists below the fifth level of the grandmaster to pass.

Although he was a little surprised, he didn't feel strange, after all, compared with the Four Emperors Realm, the martial arts of the earth are like things made up by a child, and it is natural and simple for a college student to do the homework of a primary school student, but a primary school student does not say that he does the homework of a college student, even if he listens to half a class, it is like falling into the clouds.

"Brother Mo. At this moment, a familiar voice came, and I saw a Qingling Daoist coming not far away.

However, the face of the Qingling Daoist was a little pale at the moment, and the aura on his body was not disordered, obviously he only suffered some minor injuries, and it had no effect on his own strength.

"Brother Qingling, are you injured too?" said the inkman with some surprise.

"Don't mention it, I'm still okay, my junior brother Xuankong Daoist was seriously injured, and the other two fellow disciples were also injured and are still healing at the moment. Qingling Daoist said with a wry smile.

In these few battles with the Miaojiang Holy Land, they suffered a lot of losses, and it was too late to ask the sect for help, so he had to find the ink ke, after all, the strength of the ink ke, he had seen it with his own eyes, and he could kill the existence of the white devil. The strength is still above him, I'm afraid it's not weaker than having the Gu Worm Fire Cloud Evil God.

If the Ink Ke joins them and helps resist the Fire Cloud Evil God, then their side will be much easier, even if they are not defeated by the Miao Jiang Holy Land, they will not suffer a loss, but he knows that the Ink Ke has a special means to deal with the four-winged golden cicada, and as soon as the ink artist comes, it not only represents a combat power that is not weaker than the Fire Cloud Evil God to join them, but more importantly, the four-winged golden cicada of the Miao Jiang Holy Land has lost its effect.

In this way, it is equivalent to the Miaojiang Holy Land suddenly losing the quadruple combat power of the three grandmasters, even if the sect sends support, I am afraid that it is only the quadruple combat power of two or three grandmasters.

"This time, Brother Lao Mo will help, no matter what the result is, when my Xuanji Gate is willing to give fifty Tsukidan as a reward. The Qingling Daoist spoke.

Tsukidan?

Hearing the words of the Qingling Daoist, the corners of the ink man's mouth couldn't help but twitch fiercely, the so-called Zhuji Dan was actually the level of pill that he had obtained by killing the White Devil before, and it was not even as good as his Pei Yuan Dan.

You must know that Pei Yuan Dan is only tens of thousands of yuan a piece, and the remuneration of fifty Zhuji Dan is less than one million, and the reward of a martial artist in the dignified Grandmaster Realm is actually less than one million!

Yunshuilou random innate martial artist assassination, that is tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of rewards, compared to the two, the price of Moke's shot is simply the price of cabbage.

Although Moke does not lack the elixir of Zhuji Dan, but at this moment, he can't show it, you must know that the elixir of Zhuji Dan can only be refined in the Holy Land now, and in the martial arts, it is a priceless treasure. Once the ink artist shows disdain for Zhuji Dan, it is very likely that people will know about his refining of the low-cost Pei Yuan Dan, and when the time comes, the six holy lands will probably not let him go!

"I'll talk about that later, I'll rest for a while!" the inkman began.

The Qingling Daoist nodded slightly, the ink man had just arrived, he was somewhat tired, and the injuries of the people on their side were not light, and it was not suitable for them to make a move at this moment.

The aura of heaven and earth in this courtyard is not worse than the aura of heaven and earth in Shuangshui River, where Moke is located, and it is even a little stronger, you must know that this is only a courtyard of the Wudang faction, not the mountain gate of the Wudang faction. The aura here is already so strong, how can the mountain gate of the Wudang faction be rich?

"I don't know how rich the aura of heaven and earth in the blessed land and the holy land should be. The inkman said secretly.

The blessed land he knew from the mouth of the Yunshui Ancestor, in fact, almost all the forces that had the Grandmaster Realm and the longer inheritance years occupied the blessed land, and the Holy Land, through the words of the Qingling Dao people, he vaguely knew that there should be an existence similar to the secret realm. Whether it is a blessed land or a secret realm, the fundamental reason why martial artists can flock to it is because the aura of heaven and earth in these places is even stronger!

Under the condition of scarce resources, the rich aura of heaven and earth is the foundation of a martial artist's cultivation.

After practicing all night, the next day, Moke woke up, because he already felt that several people from the Qingling Dao had come to his room at this moment.

"Brother Qingling. When the ink man came to the outside of the house, he saw that the Qingling Daoist and the other three Qingroo Daoists beside him, the cultivation of these three people was not inferior to the Qingling Dao people, and the cultivation of one of the old men had reached the level of the late stage of the Sect Master's Quadruple.

At the beginning, the White Devil only relied on the Blood-Burning Secret Method to burst out with the fourfold combat power of the Grandmaster.

Among the four people, an old man with a slightly bloated figure was obviously a little unconcerned, with a pale face and a hint of exhaustion, this person was probably the Xuankong Daoist who was seriously injured in the mouth of the Qingling Dao.

As for the others, after yesterday's healing, the injuries on their bodies have almost recovered.

"Brother Mo, let me introduce you to these three are my fellow disciples, Xuankong Daoist, Xuanqing Daoist, Xuanming Daoist. Qingling Daoist hurriedly spoke.

"Mo Daoyou. The three of them bowed their hands slightly.

Compared with the enthusiasm of the Qingling Dao people, the three of them seemed cold, which is also normal, the martial artists of the Holy Land rarely appear in the martial arts, and they are not good at dealing with martial arts people, and the three of them are obviously the kind of martial arts idiots who are not good at communicating. More importantly, although they already knew the strength of the ink artists, as martial artists in the Holy Land, they inevitably despised martial arts people.

In fact, even in the Four Emperors Realm, it is extremely normal for the disciples of the Great Gate Sect to look down on the martial artists of scattered cultivation and small families.

"Mo Daoyou, this time I have you to help. The Xuanming Daoist spoke.

The strength of the Xuanming Daoist is the strongest among the four, and they have reached the level of the late stage of the Grandmaster Quadruple, and the three Qingling are almost all the cultivation of the early stage of the Grandmaster Quadruple.

"Xuanming Dao people don't need to worry, they will definitely do their best. "The ink man is colorful.

"Brother Mo"

"Xuanming old thief, do you have the courage to come out and fight?" was about to speak, when a sharp voice suddenly came.

Hearing this voice, the faces of the four Qingling Dao people suddenly changed, especially the Xuanming Dao people, their faces were already extremely blue, and they were called old thieves.

"Miaojiang Holy Land?" Moke looked at the outside of the other courtyard, I am afraid that the only one who dares to call the Xuanming Daoist like this is the martial artist of the Miaojiang Holy Land.

"Senior brother, don't fall for the Huoyun Evil God, although Brother Mo has joined, but the junior brother has not recovered yet, and the four of us may not be the opponents of the Miaojiang Holy Land. Qingling looked at the Xuanming Daoist with an iron face, and hurriedly spoke.

"I know. The Xuanming Daoist gritted his teeth and said.

Although he knew that he couldn't make a rash move, as a martial artist of the Holy Land, a Xuanming Daoist in the late stage of the Sect Master's Quadruple, he was knocked on the door, and even called him an old thief, but he didn't dare to go out to fight, and the grievances in his heart can be imagined.

"This person is the Ancestor of the Poison Gu Sect, the Huoyun Evil God?" the ink man was stunned for a moment, a little surprised.

For the Huoyun Evil God, he had heard a lot of rumors from the other party, and now when he heard that sharp voice, it was more and more confirmed that the Huoyun Evil God was probably really a little eunuch in the palace at the end of the Qing Dynasty.

"Yes, it is him, this time among the martial artists in the Miaojiang Holy Land, his cultivation is the highest. Qingling Daoist smiled bitterly.

The talent of the Huoyun Evil God is indeed terrifying, even in the martial arts, he can also practice to the late stage of the Grandmaster Quadruple, although he has the support of the Miaojiang Holy Land, but the Xuankong Zidao people do not have the same support as the Xuanji Gate. But the strength of the Xuankong Zidao people is only a double grandmaster, and the difference between the two is not a little bit and a half.

If there is no Holy Land Martial Artist to make a move, the Xuankong Zi Dao people don't need to do it themselves against the Huoyun Evil God, and even the Huoyun Evil God doesn't need to do it themselves, relying on their own natal Gu worms, I'm afraid they can easily kill the Xuankong Zi Dao Master.

"This man is indeed a fierce enemy. The inkman said secretly.

Because Jin Cicada has no soul brand, he is not afraid, but ordinary Gu worms, on the contrary, are controlled by their masters, combined with the Fire Cloud Evil God of Gu worms, they definitely have the fivefold combat power of the grandmaster, even the ink artist feels a little struggling.

Although he felt struggling, Moke understood that he and the Fire Cloud Evil God had already been in an endless situation.

"Haha, I didn't expect the Xuanji Gate to be so cowardly, and I didn't even have the courage to fight. Outside the courtyard, there was a burst of laughter.

Hearing this, the faces of the five people of the Xuanji Gate, including the Xuankong Zi Dao Chief, all became extremely difficult to look at, as the disciples of the Xuanji Gate, the honor and disgrace of the Xuanji Gate are related to everything about them, without the Xuanji Gate, there would be no them today!

"Senior brother!" the Xuankong Daoist looked at the Qingling Daoist on the side with an angry expression.

Feeling the gaze cast by Xuankong and Xuanqing, Qingling Dao couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.