When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

People from the Three Righteous Sects need to be contacted, and people from the Demonic Dao cannot be ignored either—although the Nine Nether Sect has its own problems, and the Tianmo Sect and the Hehuan Sect may also be wooed, but they can't give up the power of the two Sects just because of a possibility. No matter how bad it is, even if the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Hehuan Sect are really colluding with the Jiuyou Sect, if they find someone, they might be able to know something about the Jiuyou Sect's plan.

All in all, the most urgent task now is to find someone.

Zhu Baiyi didn't want to mix with a group of juniors, and didn't want people to know that she couldn't contact the people of the Demonic Dao, so he suggested: "This matter should be done sooner rather than later. This island is not too small. It is more efficient for us to find it separately. .”

This is true, the only thing that needs to be feared is that the strength of the aborigines should not be underestimated. So Qing Yu proposed that he and Zhu Baiyi lead the team separately, but Zhu Baiyi saw through his thoughts and said first: "Time is limited, so I will go with Qing Yu. The two of us can go faster and go further If you want to investigate some places, you can just look around."

Qing Yu wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, otherwise it would be really difficult to find the whole island today with many disciples. The only worrying thing is that the disciples are not strong enough, and they don't know if they can resist the aborigines.

Zhu Baiyi once again saw through her thoughts, and said again: "Jiang Daoyou is not weak, and she should protect the disciples without any hindrance."

Jiang Mo, who was suddenly named:? ? ?

Jiang Mo was stunned for a moment. Among all the people present, her strength was indeed the strongest besides Qing Yu and Zhu Baiyi. However, she was only here for the senior sister, at most for the sake of Xuanqingzong's support over the years, to protect the disciples of Xuanqingzong, how could she wish Bai Yi a few words, and put the safety of the disciples of the Red Blood Sect at risk? Pushed it on her head? She didn't eat a spiritual herb from the Red Blood Sect!

After being dazed, Jiang Mo was about to refute, but before he could say anything, he met Peak Master Qingyu's gaze. There were some inquiries and doubts in those eyes, as if worried that she would not be able to take on this important task.

Master and outsiders are of course different. Even though the senior sister has been away from Xuanqingzong for many years, Yun Qingyue's heartfelt respect and affection for the master who raised her has not changed at all. And Jiang Mo also knew this, so when facing Master, she also showed respect and friendliness as much as possible... Of course, it is also necessary to show her strength occasionally!

So Jiang Mo subconsciously straightened his back in response to Master's distrustful gaze, and reassured loudly: "No problem, don't worry, Peak Master, I will protect them all."

The corners of Zhu Baiyi's lips hidden behind the veil lightly hooked, at least she was pleasing to the eye.

Qingyu's eyes were a little complicated, and finally glanced at Yun Qingyue next to him without saying anything, and was dragged away by Zhu Baiyi: "Let's go, let's go first, this island is quite big, and it is not easy to find all the people. easy."

In the end, Qing Yu was dragged away by Zhu Baiyi, and Jiang Mo watched the back of the two leaving, and realized something later. She turned her head and looked at Yun Qingyue, who had not spoken from the beginning to the end. She was a little unsure if she was thinking too much, and asked hesitantly, "Fellow Daoist, what are these two..." She didn't finish speaking, but she spoke to the system in her heart. Then he asked, "System, have I been tricked?"

Yun Qingyue didn't answer, and she also looked at the backs of the two who left quickly, with complicated eyes and some doubts.

The system gloated: "Yes host, you are right, you have been tricked."

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Although it is very unpleasant to be tricked by others, and it is even more unpleasant to be followed by a group of light bulbs, but Jiang Mo has no room for repentance at this point—Qing Yu’s worries are not superfluous, and the strength of those aborigines on the island is indeed not something that ordinary monks can compete with. . Sect elites like Tan Xin Youyi are also hard to resist. If the disciples of the two sects are allowed to act, if they happen to meet an aborigine, it will be no different from a meat bun beating a dog.

There was no other way, so Jiang Mo had no choice but to admit it, and led a group of people to gather their hands.

They are all juniors, and they didn't expect to find those hidden powers easily, but ordinary monks should also gather them up. I don't expect them to be able to contribute much in the real battle, at least they can't be easily captured and become sacrifices to the unknown altar.

"Fellow Taoist Tanxin, I wonder if you have a way to summon Buddhist sect disciples?" Jiang Mo asked casually as he walked.

For this ghost ship trip, there were not many people from the Buddhist sect, except for Tan Xin, there were only three disciples and one elder. There is no comparison with the scale of tens or even tens of people in other sects, including the eldest brother Tan Ming who did not come this time...Only these five people, and one of them was captured by the aborigines the day before yesterday, and the number of people is unknown these two days There is no increase.

Tan Xin clasped his hands together, and said calmly: "The little monk left a mark, but no one found it, maybe the brothers are not here."

There are not many people in the Buddhist sect, since Tan Xin said so, there is no need to worry about it. Most of Xuanqingzong's disciples have gathered, except for those who were captured and those who were not in this position, most of them have already gathered. In this way, there is only Tiandaozong left among the three orthodox sects, but now there is not a single disciple of Tiandaozong in their team. It may be troublesome to gather people in the same way.

Jiang Mo didn't stick to stereotypes, and asked Tan Xin again, "Do you know the mark of Tiandaozong's contact disciples? If you know, let's draw pictures casually, and people from Tiandaozong will come naturally when they see it."

Tan Xin heard the words and recited the Buddha's name, shook her head, and looked at her with disapproval.

Jiang Mo wanted to say something, when Yun Qingyue on the side suddenly said: "That is the proof of each family. It may not be strange to outsiders, but the disciples of each school have their own basis for judgment, and it is easy to fake it. of."

A mark is certainly easy to draw, but if the other sect finds out that you have faked it, they may issue a hunting order for you. In the current situation, if they really faked the mark of Tiandaozong, the other party might ignore it, or they might chase after them and start fighting directly. In any case, this is not a good idea, on the contrary it is easy to cause contradictions.

Jiang Mo didn't bother after hearing this, and was directly discouraged: "In that case, let's just look around and try our luck."

It could only be like this, and everyone had no objection, they just walked through the forest carefully. While they were looking for the monks scattered on the island, they also had to be wary of the aborigines who might appear captive at any time, as well as the ubiquitous monsters.

It took half a day to walk like this, and during this period, I met several monks one after another, and after some explanations, the other party merged into the team. However, this kind of efficiency is indeed not high, and less than ten monks were recruited in half a day.

You know, there were 400 people on the ghost ship that day, and this efficiency has to find the year of the monkey.

Rao Jiang Mo's mind was mostly on the senior sister, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious when facing this scene—she was worried that the longer the time dragged on, the more monks would be captured by the aborigines, and no one could be sure about the need for the altar. The sacrifice is all people.

Finally, even Tan Xin became a little impatient, and suggested, "We've almost found it here, should we look in another direction?"

Jiang Mo had no objection, Yun Qingyue also nodded, so everyone changed direction and continued.

This time they were lucky, and after less than half an hour of searching, they heard the sound of a fight coming from ahead. There were no monsters roaring, and after excluding the participation of monsters, the two fighting sides in front were most likely monks and aborigines.

Everyone's eyes lit up, especially those from the Red Blood Sect who were aggressive, and immediately rushed out when they heard the noise: "Let's go help."

When the voice fell, the dozen or so Red Blood Sect disciples had already disappeared, and Tan Xin, who had actually fought against the aborigines behind him, didn't even have time to dissuade him, and finally only shouted: "Be careful."

The people of the Scarlet Blood Sect didn't know whether they heard it or not, anyway, they disappeared in a blink of an eye, and joined the front battlefield screaming. Naturally, the rest of the people couldn't turn a blind eye, so they all accelerated their pace to catch up, and when they went around the bushes, they saw the two sides fighting in front of them—it was the fight between the aborigines and the monks, and the situation was not so good as expected. .

In the realm of self-cultivation, most of them practiced methods, and there were quite a few others who practiced talisman formation, alchemy, and alchemy. On the contrary, monks of martial arts and swordsmanship who fought with real swords and guns were not the mainstream. The latter two are the same as physical training, they both need to hone themselves, and monks who don't want to endure the hardship will naturally not choose.

There is no distinction between good and bad in many ways of cultivation, but if they are put on Same Island where all spiritual power has been lost, the gap in strength can be huge.

In the melee before us, except for a few kendo or martial arts monks who could handle it, most of the others were lost. Seeing that the fall was imminent, the sudden appearance of the Scarlet Blood Sect cultivator was like a surge of fresh blood, temporarily stopping the decline. However, this situation didn't last long. By the time Jiang Mo and others arrived, the Red Blood Sect had already fallen into it.

Of course, occasionally there are a few "smart people" who see the people of the Red Blood Sect rushing to die, and take advantage of the reversal of the situation to get away and run away. Some really ran away, and some were left by the aborigines in a timely manner. Most of the latter were knocked down and lost their fighting power.

Jiang Mo didn't care about those fleeing people, and he didn't have time to distinguish the righteous way or the evil way, so he rushed up first after saying hello.

The aborigines usually form a hunting team of more than a dozen people, and this group of monks is the same today. They only encountered aboriginal people with a team of more than a dozen people. On the contrary, there are more than 30 monks, which is more than twice that of the aborigines. But just like what happened to Tan Xin back then, even though there was a huge gap in the number of people, the battle was one-sided. If there were not a few martial arts and swordsmen standing in the way, they might not be able to last Jiang Mo and others to come.

The appearance of Jiang Mo and the others did not make the aborigines panic. On the contrary, their eyes became brighter. It was like seeing the prey delivered to the door, and I was overjoyed.

Jiang Mo saw it, and laughed angrily, determined to break the opponent's teeth!

In the past, Jiang Mo didn't use weapons, because her sharp claws and the sharp golden aura of the white tiger were the sharpest weapons in the world. But now that she can't use her spiritual power, and it's not easy to change her claws back to strike, she simply fished into the talent space quietly, took out a long sword, and slashed at the aborigines in front of her.

The long sword is fierce, the blade is waving, every move is vaguely familiar...