Chapter 104: Golden Cicada
The Master never flinched easily.
As a result, Wu Yezhi could only compromise. The disciples of Yinmutang were all loyal to the Venerable Master of the Fish Dragon, and they all glanced at Wu Yezhi coldly, and then followed the master to make a detour to the south.
Wu Yezhi sighed, a little disheartened. originally thought that after reappearing in the rivers and lakes, he would soon be able to make a comeback, but Wu Yezhi obviously overestimated his strength. When facing Mu Chuyin and a few people, he does have an advantage, but when facing the Fish Dragon Master, this advantage is very insignificant.
Following behind everyone, Wu Yezhi still reluctantly glanced back. The black dot not far away is the gathering place of the Black Gu Clan. These Southern Barbarians, although they have strong physical strength and know how to use Gu techniques, what are they in the face of cultivators who have true yuan?
"The Master of the Ichthyosaurus is the benevolence of a woman, and it can't be a big deal!" Wu Yezhi glanced at the Master of the Ichthyosaurus coldly, but was interrupted by Mu Chuyin.
"Seniors, don't be discouraged, the southern Xinjiang is big, we will definitely have another village!"
Wu Yezhi sneered a few times. "Now I don't dare to confront the Black Gu Clan, I can't get the help of the Black Cicada, and I will develop at a normal speed, we won't want to gain a firm foothold in Southern Xinjiang without a hundred and ten years!
In a word, it reminded the Ichthyosaurus.
Mu Chuyin's heart was also shocked when he heard this.
Wu Yezhi also wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue and say a few more words, but suddenly there was a broken sound on the ground.
At first, it was only a sporadic sound, but gradually, like a spring converging into a river, the sound suddenly became louder. After another stick of incense, the sound was suddenly amplified several times, as if there were hundreds of people sifting chaff together, and the sound of swaying ~ buzzing ~ was high and low, staggered and resonant.
Mu Chuyin was startled, not knowing what the voice was.
Wu Yezhi was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to look down, and then showed an unbelievable expression: "Mu Chuyin, you are really a god!
Hearing Wu Yezhi's tone, the Venerable Ichthyosaurus guessed that something big must have happened on the ground, so he waved his hand and followed closely with the disciples of Yinmutang.
Before he could reach the ground, he saw black dirt rising up from all over the ground, arching small holes one after another. The small hole is about half a meter in diameter, and strange golden cicadas are constantly crawling out of it.
The golden cicada has a huge head, and its red eyes bulge outward, like a pair of lanterns, and two pairs of transparent cicada wings are inserted behind it.
Wu Yezhi looked at it carefully, and then said with joy: "It's really [Si Ji Tartar Golden Cicada]! Hahaha! This seat is the first time I've seen it with my own eyes! Great Creation and Great Creation! Heaven will never stop me!"
Mu Chuyin hurriedly asked what the use of these golden cicadas was.
Wu Yezhi laughed so much that he couldn't help but dance: "What's the use? It's too useful! This [Si Ji Tartar Golden Cicada], this seat has only seen it from the ancient books of Wind Demon Island, it is said that their shells are very hard, comparable to King Kong, they can resist the five elements of spells, and their physical strength is endless. Every adult golden cicada can fly from the far north to the far south without stopping. Not only that, but these golden cicadas have an innate ability to steal the memories of their enemies! They are subterranean and only hatch once every 170,000 years, and only last for two hundred years each time. I was actually met by us, do you say it's creation?"
Wu Yezhi was proud for a while, and then continued: "Mu Chuyin, you are really my blessed general! The deity has waited for thousands of years, and you don't appear sooner or later, but now you appear and save me." Otherwise, it would be impossible for the deity to see such a rare thing in his life!" As he spoke, Wu Yeyi reached out and scooped up a golden cicada and hugged it in his arms.
The golden cicadas are each half a meter long and the size of a winter melon.
"These golden cicadas are so tame, what kind of combat power can they have?" The Ichthyosaurus Master also began to be a little excited, but he still couldn't stop wondering.
"Hmph, what do you know?" Wu Yezhi was in a good mood now, and he didn't mind answering questions. "This golden cicada has a lifespan of only 200 years, and the first 30 years are all juveniles, and it has to be withdrawn seven times before it can reach adulthood. When they are young, they are harmless to humans and animals, so as long as we find a way to control the golden cicadas in another thirty years, we can make them work for us! This is much stronger than any black Gu!"
Wu Yezhi was so excited that he gushed endlessly. "If we can cultivate this golden cicada into a [Psychic Companion Beast], then our strength will not only increase a hundredfold?"
"A hundredfold increase?" Mu Chuyin was a little incredulous, she felt that Wu Ye's words were exaggerated.
Wu Yezhi nodded arrogantly: "The [Psychic Companion Beast] is different from the incarnation outside the body. Cultivators can not only share the knowledge, experience, and vision of the companion beast, but also share the cultivation of the golden cicada, which is very similar to the incarnation. However, when the companion beast is damaged, the cultivator's body is harmless, which is much stronger than the body! Moreover, ...... There are such golden cicadas, as long as each person can cultivate a few, then ......"
Not only Mu Hatsuyin, but everyone, including the Fish Dragon Master, was attracted by the infinitely beautiful prospects.
Wu Yezhi patted Mu Chuyin's shoulder affectionately: "In the future, the world will be ours...... Did you know that there is a strange bird outside the Wind Demon Island, a desolate species that likes to devour the souls of the newly dead. The disciples of Wind Demon Island had nothing to do, so they invented a method of channeling with strange birds, and once they were channeled, the strange birds became the eyes and ears of the cultivators. We can concoct it in the same way, and the day we practice to become a golden cicada is the time when we kill the Wind Demon Island!"
The Venerable Master couldn't help but smile, she seemed to see the scene where she took the golden cicada back to the Natural Sect, Aoki Zhenren knelt in front of her, and Gongsun was full of remorse and wept...... However, in addition to being happy, she was even more jealous of Wu Yezhi, the lord of the Demon Sealing Island, because in what he had just said to Mu Chuyin, there were the words 'we' everywhere. Obviously, Wu Yezhi wanted to beat the idea of his most proud disciple.
The Venerable Man buried everything in his heart and did not break it, because he urgently needed to improve his strength like Wu Yezhi. For this, the rest can be put aside for the time being.
......
It's not easy to let go, especially if you've been taken advantage of once by someone you look down upon.
The Holy Fire Sect Leader Yao Bufu sat in front of the fire in a daze again. However, ten years later, he no longer hides himself under the black robe forever like he did ten years ago. Seeing more sunshine, his whole person's bearing is more heroic. He put his hand over his perfect face and stared intently at the flame.
What others could not see, he could see clearly in the flame.
A man in a robe walked through the prohibitions of the main altar of the Cult and approached as if he had entered a no-man's land.
Yao Bufu didn't move, only smiled slightly: "You're finally here!"
"Hmph! Yao is not confused! You dare to lie to me?"
Yao Bufu sat up straight, with a smile on his face: "What did this seat lie to you?"
"Don't pretend to be confused! You used me to expose Jiang Mingyue's scheme, leading to infighting in the Daomen...... In the end, you killed my master!"
Yao Bufu couldn't help but smile: "Master Ling is the top cultivator of the three realms of the Daomen, and he has the merit to create and transform, how can He De in this seat be able to kill him!?"
"Don't pretend to be garlic......! That catastrophe has something to do with you?"
Yao Buqiu's tough face finally showed an obvious smile: "Didn't you always believe that the deity could mobilize the Heavenly Tribulation? What? Now you believe it?" Yao Bufu spoke, and suddenly stood up, his tall figure was much more powerful than the person in the robe. In the face of Yao Bufu, the robed man was obviously a little weak-hearted.
"Poor Dao knows that there is a person coming down from above by your side! It must be him who taught you the method! Let me see him!"
Yao Bufu took a step forward: "You don't deserve to see him!"
"You promised me!"
"Did I promise you?" Yao Bufu's momentum was released, and he was intimidating. He is no longer the cult leader who is sometimes silent, sometimes in a daze, and has a sluggish temperament in the memory of the robed man.
"Did you really say yes? That Honza has repented now!" There are not many people who can say such a thing of repentance. This means that the person speaking is confident and at the same time contemptuous of the person being spoken.
The robed man was enraged, and even though he felt weak in his heart, his perennial pride forced him to have a seizure. "Yao is not confused! You are looking for death!"
Yao Bufu smiled and smiled calmly. "The threat of the weak to the strong?
With the sound of the void shattering, dozens of women in palace clothes with flames burning on their foreheads came to the field, each holding a sword heart in their hands.
"Qu Qingqiu, take off your robe and let this seat see you! Although we have met a lot of times, we haven't met face to face for more than a hundred years, right? Wushan has been torn apart, and the jade has died, what else are you hiding?"
The robed man took off his mask, revealed a gloomy face, and said viciously: "Yao is not confused! )