When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

The night is dark, a lone moon hangs high in the sky, and there are no stars under the gloomy sky.

This is really not a good weather, coupled with the fact that there have been constant incidents in recent days, which makes people feel depressed, so that seeing such a night makes people feel a little restless and uneasy for no reason.

The members of the Wanfa Sect are on their way in the dark. This is the twentieth day that they have been on the road. Even the monks with rough skin and thick flesh are on the verge of exhaustion of spiritual and physical strength. But they didn't dare to stop, because unknown accidents could happen at any time, maybe when they stopped for a short rest, someone would lose their precious life.

This is not alarmist talk, but a tragedy they have seen with their own eyes, so even if they are exhausted, they dare not stop easily. Fortunately, such days are coming to an end, and they only need to persist for one more day, and they will reach their destination in one day!

The suzerain of Wanfazong Fei was at the forefront to lead the way, and several elders with the highest cultivation were flying at the end. The hazy moonlight fell on the people, and the faces of the people were also brightened.

Different from the big sect like Xuanqing Sect, Wanfa Sect is just a little-known small sect, and the whole sect has no more than a hundred people. The suzerain's cultivation base is the highest, but he has only reached the distraction stage, and the disciples' cultivation bases are naturally lower. However, Sect Master Wanfa didn't give up on any of his disciples when he was running away, and even let his fellow disciples take some of the Qi refining period who couldn't fly.

Such a group of people is naturally not strong, and the continuous rush has made everyone's nerves tense to the extreme.

A young disciple in the Qi refining period was lying on the back of his senior. He was about eleven or twelve years old, and his cultivation level was not high. He was exhausted from the long journey, but the oppressive atmosphere made him unable to rest at ease.

Earlier, Sect Master Wanfa told them that Xuan Qingzong was coming soon, and they could go there when they got there, and they would be safe. But the little disciple was still not at ease, he endured all the way, finally couldn't hold it back in the deep night, leaned into the ear of his senior brother and asked: "Senior brother, I heard that Xuanqingzong is one of the three sects of the righteous way. , Will they really take us in?"

At this time, the night was getting dark, and a group of people were busy on their way. Although the little disciple lowered his voice and whispered to his brother's ear, it still seemed a little loud in the quiet night.

The senior brothers and sisters who were flying nearby all looked back and looked at each other with different eyes, but this made the young disciple subconsciously flinch.

The senior brother who was carrying him noticed it, and patted him to comfort him: "Don't worry, didn't the master say it, Xuanqingzong has accepted many foreign monks now. We are not bad people, so why not take us in? "After finishing speaking, he said: "I heard that the head of the sect has a very close relationship with Elder Xiao of Xuanqingzong, and we will definitely not be turned away by then."

No one knows who the elder brother Xiao is talking about, but his words undoubtedly reassured the young disciple. He relied on his senior brother's shoulder, and was about to say something, but under the moonlight, he found a black spot on his senior brother's neck.

Half of the black spot was hidden in the collar, which was not very conspicuous. At first glance, it looked like a mole that was half covered.

The little disciple blinked suspiciously, and began to wonder if there was a mole on his senior brother's neck? He was carried on his senior's back all the way, and he looked at his senior from this angle countless times, but no matter how he thought about it, he didn't seem to have this mole in his memory.

He felt a little strange, but didn't immediately realize the seriousness of the matter, and even stretched out his hand to touch the "black mole": "Hey, brother, when did you have a mole on your neck?"

While speaking, his immature fingers had already touched the "black mole", the skin at the tentacles was smooth and smooth, but an inexplicable cold feeling came along the fingertips. That was not the touch that normal skin should have at all. The little disciple subconsciously retracted his hand, and then saw the "mole" he touched twisted as if alive, and then jumped out of his collar. Come a lot.

"Ah..." The little disciple couldn't hold back his exclamation, and all the fellow disciples around him looked over in shock.

Everyone's tense heartstrings were twitched by this exclamation, and coupled with the discouraging remarks made by the little disciple earlier, everyone looked a little impatient. Just when someone wanted to reprimand him, he found that under the moonlight, a piece of magic pattern climbed up the neck of the same door.

"Demon, magic pattern, he is infected with magic pattern!" Someone exclaimed, and the originally well-structured flight team suddenly seemed to explode, and the two senior brothers scattered and fled in all directions.

The senior brother who was carrying the little disciple on his back stopped, he raised his eyes and looked around, but the eyes of the usually gentle man were colder than ever before.

Sect Master Wanfa was the first to react, and immediately ordered: "Quick, take him down!"

The person infected with the magic pattern is still the original one, and it is not the original one. They still have their original memories, and they can be perfectly hidden in the crowd. But at the moment when they were completely infected with the magic pattern, there were many differences between them. For example, their strength increased greatly under the birth of the magic pattern, and for example, they would naturally develop connections with companions who were infected with the magic pattern.

Numerous groups of monks have come to the conclusion with blood and tears that as long as someone in the team is infected with the magic pattern, they must be careful that he contacts his companions to ambush him. Sect Master Wanfa wanted to guard against this, but it was obviously too late...

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Jiang Mo and Yun Qingyue have not been idle recently. The two of them have received the task of the head of Qing Xiao, and they will go out to check the situation from time to time. Originally, they wanted to check the movements of the demon clan. After all, many people have gathered in Xuanqingzong now, and they knew that Xuanqingzong must become the opponent's target. But in fact, they inspected many times, but what they did the most was not to eliminate demons and defend the way, but to meet people who came to defect.

Of course, it was convenient for Yun Qingyue to burn all the mutated flowers that he saw along the way.

On this day, the two patrolled the neighborhood again, and burned the newly grown mutated flowers by the way, and found that there was still a lot of time. So the two decided to fly farther today, even if they couldn't make it back at night, it didn't matter.

In the end, the two really failed to go back at night. Jiang Mo dragged his senior sister to a lake and lit a bonfire: "The moon is not good tonight, but it shouldn't rain, so let's not be in a hurry Have you gone back?"

Yun Qingyue also followed her, sitting side by side with her: "Why, don't you want to go back?"

Jiang Mo leaned slightly on his senior sister's shoulder, "hummed", and muttered, "I don't want to go back, there are too many people, and even the air is crowded." This is of course an exaggeration, at least Ziyun Peak is still theirs, But this does not prevent Jiang Mo from complaining: "Ah Yue, tell me, what is the head of the sect thinking? Now that so many people are gathered in the sect, is it to lure the other party to call him earlier?"

The world of comprehension has undergone major changes, and it is right to unite all the forces that can be united, but the way the head of Qingxiao gathers all the people in Xuanqingzong is like taking all the risks on Xuanqingzong. It's not wise enough to look.

Yun Qingyue touched the little tiger's head, seeming to mean something: "The head of the sect naturally has the consideration of the head of the sect."

Jiang Mo was not satisfied with this statement, and asked, "What test..."

Before they finished speaking, the two suddenly saw a firework exploding in the sky—of course, the firework in the cultivation world is different from the ones Jiang Mo has seen before. The firework here is all exploded with spiritual power, and it is generally used to transmit signals. Or call for help.

At this moment, the fireworks exploded, forming a special pattern, which Jiang Mo didn't recognize, so he asked, "What is that?"

Yun Qingyue didn't actually know him either, but she was well-informed and speculated based on her experience: "It should be the badge of a certain sect." After a pause, she continued: "They may be in trouble. Help."

Generally speaking, sending out this kind of signal is more likely to summon the gatekeepers. But here is not far from Xuanqing Sect. Under normal circumstances, no one would use such a publicity method to summon disciples. Moreover, the cultivation world has not been peaceful recently, so the monks acted more low-key. Letting off the fireworks now is more like a desperate call for help, but there is probably no one who will rush to rescue.

No one would ask for trouble at a time like this, not to mention that this badge is so unfamiliar, and one knows it must not be a big sect. If Mao rushed there rashly, at best, he would not get any return, at worst, he might fall into some kind of trap directly.

Jiang Mo's nature is salty, so if he was calling for help, he might not be nosy. But at this juncture, she stood up all of a sudden, frowned and looked in the direction of the fireworks: "It doesn't seem too far away."

Yun Qingyue also stood up, and even extinguished the fire with a wave of his hand: "Go and see?"

Although it was a question, but seeing that her fire was extinguished, she knew that her attitude was firm.

Jiang Mo gave a subtle pause, glanced at the extinguished fire, and flew towards the direction of the fireworks without saying anything.

The two moved very quickly, from seeing the fireworks to arriving at the scene, it only took a few breaths. The scene I saw when I arrived was very subtle. There was a person infected with magic patterns in the center, surrounded by a circle of monks, and outside the monks was surrounded by people infected with magic patterns... This big trap and small circle, looking down from a high altitude, at first glance One glance is like a target.

Of course, judging from what Jiang Mo and Yun Qingyue have seen and heard these days, the scene before them is not uncommon—someone in the cultivator team is infected with magic patterns, and it is common for new companions to besiege the old ones.

But such a coincidence, the traitor was discovered before the siege, which is rare.

Jiang Mo glanced at it, and it was easy to see that the cultivation base of these people present was not high, so he casually gestured on the encirclement circle, and said, "One person and half, this side belongs to me, how about it?"

Yun Qingyue set fire faster than Jiang Mo beat people, but seeing the little tiger eager to try, she didn't intend to fight him. Yun Qingyue nodded in response, glanced at the audience, paused, and said, "That kid in the middle seems to be a normal person."

Hearing this, Jiang Mo followed what she was pointing at, and sure enough, he saw that the person surrounded by the magic patterns in the middle was carrying a child on his back. She didn't know what happened before, but now the child's situation is not very good - the battle is about to break out, the person behind him is not doing well, but the child's face is pale and sweaty, and he looks like he is about to be scared to death look.

It's really timid, but it's really pitiful to look at.

Forget it, let's save people first.