Chapter 13: The Reborn Inmutang

It is a well-known fact that the eyes of the Daomen only have the sky and cannot see the earth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Even people in the southern frontier who are far away have heard of it.

Duan Ming had not lived in vain for more than 200 years, and he could not have naively thought that the people of the five sects of the Daomen would come from thousands of miles to rescue him because of morality. But he has one thing in his hand, and Daomen will definitely be interested.

The patriarch was stunned for a moment, and then reacted. "Great Voodoo, are you going to give that thing to Daomen?"

Duan Ming nodded.

"But...... But...... That's the foundation of our lives!"

Duan Ming sneered twice: "If people can't survive, what else is there to live in? Not to mention that that thing is originally from the Daomen...... Maybe...... As soon as Daomen is happy, he will arrange a place for us to settle down in the Central Plains, but I don't know!"

Patriarch Duan Yin understood Duan Ming's intentions, thought about it, and felt that there was indeed no better way, so he bowed his hand to the great voodoo that was respected by the whole clan, and turned to leave.

Duan Ming's eyes showed a gloomy look, for more than two hundred years, no one had ever been able to force the White Gu Clan into this situation. However, the sect had no morality to speak of against the enemy and the survival of the clan, and there was nothing else to think about except to survive by unscrupulous means, so Duan Ming's state of mind was actually very peaceful.

If you want to fight, then let's fight!

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For more than ten days, Mu Chuyin has been stationed on the rocky hill with his younger brothers and sisters.

The so-called rocky hill is actually a small hillside in the middle of a large river, which is filled with large blue and white stones, which is in stark contrast to the endless black wet soil and the black Daze dotted around in the boundless black wilderness.

In the past six months, Mu Chuyin has gradually adapted to the environment of southern Xinjiang. In the seemingly barren black soil, there are far more complex and changeable creatures than the Central Plains Shenzhou. The six golden cicadas around me are the best example.

The Master Aoki and the owner of the Wind Demon Island, Wuye, are both unborn geniuses. Although the two quarreled endlessly and hated each other, they eventually worked together to develop a set of methods for the imperial envoy Jin Cicada.

In just half a year, this method has already achieved initial results, so Yin Mutang can't help but want to test the water with the White Gu Clan.

The Si Tartar Golden Cicada has the most complex brain among Gu worms, although it is not yet at the level of a spirit beast, but under the combined effect of the Tree Yuan Essence Ball and the Wind Demon Island Psychic Method, the disciples of Yinmu Hall have successfully established a connection with the Golden Cicada that transcends the psychics. Each disciple can command three to six golden cicadas.

These golden cicadas usually have their own consciousness and know how to obey the orders of their masters, but at the same time, they can share when the owner needs them, or even give up their vision, the most amazing thing is that these golden cicadas can cultivate on their own, and the aura of cultivation is also shared with the owner. In this way, the golden cicada has become an incarnation, which is even more magical than an ordinary incarnation.

Even the dandelions, who come and go, have no way to cultivate on their own, let alone complete too complex tasks on their own.

The Venerable Master named this connection, which transcends ordinary psychics, [Docking].

With the help of the spiritism of Wuye's Wind Demon Island, the Venerable Ichthyosaurus further developed the Tree Yuan Essence Ball, so that the summoned Tree Kui could also [dock] with his own disciples. It's a pity that the disciples of Yinmutang don't have Neidan and can't cultivate the Yang God, otherwise these golden cicadas and tree kui can even become veritable clones outside the body.

Mu Chenyue followed Mu Chuyin's side, looking at the Bai Gu clan people who were arranging a defense line not far away, and said with some unbearability: "Senior sister, wouldn't it be too domineering for us to grab other people's territory like this?"

Mu Chuyin smiled bitterly: "It's really too domineering." However, there is no reason between the sects and sects! The world is difficult, struggling to survive, and we can't take care of the morality we had when we were in the Central Plains. ”

After Mu Chuyin finished speaking, he was worried that his junior sister would think of something wrong, so he turned his head to look at Mu Chenyue and explained seriously: "As an individual, morality, credit, and character are extremely important. However, the sect and the clan represent the interests of the whole, and everything is based on the interests of the whole. In many cases, the fight is life and death, and there is no room for maneuver or compromise at all. Under the premise of the survival of the sect race, it is too pedantic to use personal moral concepts to evaluate right and wrong. The avenue is ruthless, the saint is not virtuous, everything has its own degree of application, do you understand?"

Mu Chenyue nodded.

Mu Chuyin sighed again: "It's really unreasonable for us to rob the land of the White Gu Clan, but if we don't rob it, someone else will come to rob it." If we don't rob it, our Yinmutang will have a hard foothold in southern Xinjiang, and we will die in the end!" Mu Chuyin finished speaking, even she felt a little strong, but she understood the cruel fact of the survival of the fittest. In order to survive, everything is not important anymore.

"Senior sister!" a young male disciple rode on Jin Chan and came to Mu Chuyin. "Master has an order, launch an attack in a quarter of an hour!

Mu Chuyin nodded, jumped up, and did not ride on his golden cicada, but landed on the shoulder of a huge, green tree head, and then pulled out his sword. Six golden cicadas belonging to her fluttered their wings and flew at the same time, revealing infinite battle intent.

The golden cicadas eat a lot of food, they do not eat ordinary leaf plants, but have to feed on Gu insects and [Southern Xinjiang Spring Mulberry], in order to feed the huge number of golden cicadas, Yin Mutang is bound to fight the white Gu clan.

The huge tree kui under Mu Chuyin's feet is the latest [Spirit Tree Kui] cultivated by using spirit beast spiritism, different from ordinary tree kui, they have a strong personal will and superb intelligence, and can survive for a long time, just like a spirit beast.

As Mu Chuyin made a fighting stance, more than forty Yin Mu Tang disciples behind her rose up one after another. Most of them rode their own golden cicadas, and there were three proud disciples with [Spirit Tree Kui] who did the same, and stood on the shoulders of Shu Kui like Mu Chuyin, looking majestic.

More than a hundred golden cicadas buzzed and formed a neat queue, staring at the White Gu clan village thirty miles away. Just wait for the master's order.

A quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and an earth-shattering roar sounded in the north, several flames rose, and the battle began!

Mu Chuyin let out a soft whistle, and the Yinmu Hall disciple immediately drove the golden cicada. Hearing the sound of metal clashing, the golden cicadas rose into the air, and then dived, and then heard the screams of ghosts crying wolves from the opposite village, and several people were killed immediately.

Mu Chuyin patted Shukui's head and said, "Man, let's rush!"

The tree kui waved his long strange hand, let out a strange cry excitedly, jumped more than 100 meters high in a swish, and jumped out of more than ten miles in an instant.

Behind him, dozens of flying swords chased after him with lightning and lightning.

The last time in the natural mountain of the white Yinmutang, finally in the southern Xinjiang Nirvana, once again regained confidence.

There are one hundred and fifty villages in the White Gu Clan, and there will be five more today!(To be continued.) )