Chapter 904 There is an insider


    The ink painting looked excited, and a brilliant brilliance appeared in his eyes.


    This is the real world of thunder and magnetism!


    It is an ocean of metamagnetics constructed by following the law of lightning magnetism.


    In this sea of ??primordial magnetic fields, monks of all kinds, bizarre consciousnesses and complex information are presented through the form of primordial magnetic fields, and are transmitted, intertwined, connected, and gathered together, magical and mysterious.


    Although he could not "see" with the naked eye, he personally realized this scene of the magnificent spectacle of thunder magnet that ordinary monks had no chance to see and existed in the microscope.


    The ink painting was shocked for a long time.


    It took him a moment to come to his senses.


    "Do something serious..."


    Mo Hua pondered for a moment and began to manipulate the thunder and magnetic villain, cruising in the thunder and magnetic current of the underlying Yuan Magnetic Reconstruction Array, intercepting information flow fragments from the Yuan Magnetic Sea and stealing confidential information.


    The authority of "disciple of passing on merit" is indeed quite considerable.


    And the "disciple of the Conveyor" of Mo Hua is different from others.


    He "designed" permissions by tampering with the magnetic patterns, and directly intervened in the underlying Yuanmao sea in the form of lightning magnets, which is equivalent to going around to the backstage and directly starting to cheat.


    He can do whatever the ordinary disciples of the Demon Sect can do.


    A normal disciple of the Demon Sect can do things that he can do as long as his authority allows.


    In theory, in this Demon Sect, all the complicated information that the disciples of the passing-through martial arts can access are qualified to be "checked" directly.


    In front of Mo Hua, there was a huge "yuanmagnetic library" that recorded a large number of chat records of magic cultivators.


    In the next few days, whenever Mo Hua had time, he would penetrate into the Demon Sect Order through Lei Ci Niu Ren and intervene in the "Yuan Ci Hai" at the bottom of the Demon Sect. With his open authority, he checked the Yuan Magnetic Library of the Demon Sect and scattered the underwear of this Demon Sect.


    But strangely, he "tie" for several days but failed to find the name of this sect.


    It seems that everyone in the Demon Sect is very secretive about this.


    This is very strange.


    In addition, most of the information in this Demon Sect is related to "blood".


    In the chat between disciples of the sect, two of the three sentences have the word "blood". Even the operation of the entire Demon Sect, from top to bottom, is closely related to blood.


    First of all, it’s a blood slave.


    The Demon Sect raises "blood slaves" and has a complete set of strict "selecting", "dome care", and "fooding" procedures, and strict quality control.


    Blood slaves are divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower according to the quality of spiritual roots and blood qi.


    These third grades are just roughly classified. In addition, there are many strange and strange things about the taste of "blood".


    For example, a man''s blood has heavy yang energy; a woman''s blood has heavy yin energy.


    The blood of the virgin and virgin is cleaner.


    Men and women who live in harmony in Taoist couples will tend to be neutral because of the harmony of yin and yang.


    A cultivator with a corruption in sexual **** has a mess of yin and yang and a turbid blood. Even if he develops a "blood slave", his quality will be very low and will be unanimously disliked by these disciples of the Demon Sect...


    And within this Demon Sect, all demon cultivators dream of is said to be a kind of blood with the power of blood.


    Some monks have extraordinary backgrounds, deep blessings, and their ancestors are also very famous. They have the blood of ancient powerful people in their bodies, or the blood of ancient divine beasts.


    These bloods are the best. It is very mysterious when used to practice qigong.


    These monks are all treasures. Developing a "blood slave" is extremely precious.


    If a monk with the best bloodline can be cultivated into a top-quality "blood slave", it will be enough to make all demon cultivators who practice the blood path excited and crazy.


    Naturally, such a blood slave will also cause all blood cultivators to compete for.


    Basically, except for the ancestors, big demons, or the leader of the demon cultivator, ordinary demon cultivators, they cannot afford to support them, and they are not qualified to raise this kind of "blood slave" with blood power...


    …


    "The power of blood..."


    Mo Hua frowned and pondered.


    So far, I seem to have never seen a monk with the "power of blood"...


    Of course, it may be that he had seen it, but he didn''t recognize it.


    After all, he knew very little about "bloodline".


    If it weren''t for the fact that he had penetrated into the Yuanmagnetic formation of the Vampire Demon Sect and scattered their chats, he still didn''t know that the "bloodline" of the cultivator would have so many secrets.


    And the "blood power" is so rare that it is very easy to arouse the covetousness of evil spirits and cause disasters.


    The monk with blood power naturally needs to keep secrets and not let others know...


    As soon as I thought about this, Mo Hua''s heart trembled.


    He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when he was in the Five Elements Sect, the younger sister secretly shared a "secret" with him:


    The younger sister said that her bloodline is very special, so she "attracts bees and butterflies". She is obviously a woman''s body, but it is very easy to arouse the admiration of other women.


    The youngest sister told her this secret in person, and she only told her.


    At that time, Mo Hua didn''t care about it. After thinking carefully, he realized that the matter of "bloodline" is really a huge secret.


    If I hadn''t really trusted myself, the younger sister would definitely not have said it.


    Mo Hua felt a little sour and a little sweet for a moment.


    Then, he was a little worried.


    The young sister has a special bloodline. Once she is discovered, wouldn’t she be easily coveted by others?


    Especially the Demon Sect, which is now a practice of blood-sucking, and the legendary Demon Ancestors.


    But...Mo Hua thought about it again and again that the younger sister was different from herself. She was from the Bai family, the direct descendant of a real big family, and a mother from the realm of the featherlands. No one dared to have any idea about her.


    What''s more, "it''s easy to arouse women''s admiration"...


    This ability always feels a bit weird, and it sounds a bit useless. I think it is not a special bloodline.


    Ink painting felt a little relieved.


    Then he continued to study the Demon Sect Order and looked through the Yuan magnetic pattern.


    In addition to "blood", the one that these Demon Sect disciples like to discuss the most is Demonic Art.


    That is, the technique they practiced, called "Blood Lotus Gong".


    The principle of this technique is simple, it is nothing more than blood sucking.


    The only difference is, whoever sucks, how to suck, how to **** after sucking, how to refine it after sucking, how to suppress your bloodthirsty desire and act like a normal person...


    In the ink painting, the demon cultivators sent messages to each other and exchanged the Blood Lotus Technique. After reading a lot of them, they felt that they could not continue watching.


    If you continue to look at it, he will do it himself.


    "Is there anything else that is more confidential..."


    Ink painting is a little unsatisfied.


    The secret of this Demon Sect should be more than that.


    He began to continue peeking into the deeper metamagnetic sea, but soon he encountered a "magnetic pattern lock".


    These magnetic pattern locks are chains formed by magnetic patterns, which are used to "lock" magnetic patterns, classify them layer by layer, and limit permissions.


    This also means that his custom "disciple of the Conveyor" has ended here and he can no longer touch the deeper level of the metamagnetic secret.


    Mo Hua was not convinced and tried it several times.


    But this time the "magnetic pattern lock" is blocked with "insulated" array patterns, like a solid dam that cannot be penetrated by the "secondary thunder flow", and naturally it cannot be tampered with by the lightning magnet villain.


    If you want to break through the "magnetic pattern lock", you either steal the authority of the higher-level "elders".


    Either wait until your thunder and magnetic attainments are further developed and have the ability to break through the "magnetic pattern lock" and try it.


    Mo Hua thought about it and decided to give up for the time being.


    These magnetic pattern locks will be solved later.


    The secrets above the elders cannot be stolen for the time being, so the ink painting can only be second-hand. With the help of the thunder and magnetic villain, "surveillance" the Yuanmagnetic library of these "transmitting merit disciples" and the following demon religious people to understand their movements.


    It is not only to inquire about information, but also to exercise the level of the thunder magnetic array, and to practice controlling the thunder magnetic villain.


    It’s a win-win situation.


    In this way, within the next few days, Mo Hua monitored her when she had time and saw a bunch of messy inheritance points about blood slaves, blood skills, blood sacrifices, blood products, blood veins, etc.


    Useless knowledge has increased a lot.


    But there are not many things that really care about.


    Until this day, Mo Hua saw a strange sentence:


    "I''ve been hungry for a long time, and I''ve finally had a full meal?"


    Have a full meal?


    Ink painting frowned.


    After these days of "eavesdropping", he has already gained a certain degree of understanding of the habits of this Demon Sect and the chat habits between the demon cultivators.


    In just a moment, two words appeared in his mind:


    Blood feast.


    Only by holding a large-scale "blood feast" of demon cultivators, massacre a large number of monks, sacrifice a large number of blood slaves, and squeeze out the blood that has become a river, so that these demon cultivators can they truly eat.


    Mo Hua frowned.


    Holding such a cruel blood feast means that it will cause a lot of murder.


    Even a small-scale blood feast will kill many monks...


    In the eyes of demon cultivators, these people may just be "blood slaves" and "spirit stones" with blood.


    In Daotingsi, it may be just a cold number that died at the hands of the demon cultivator, but in reality, they are one living person after another.


    Mo Hua sighed.


    If you don’t know, it’s just fine. Now that you know, you naturally can’t sit idly by.


    "If you can save it, save it..."


    But the problem is that all he heard was this little sentence, "I can finally get full."


    When, where to eat, who to eat, and who to eat, all the demon cultivators know nothing about this information.


    Mo Hua locked on this magic cultivator and turned around and flipped through his chat, without any other clues.


    Mo Hua flipped through the chats of other magic cultivators again, but the Yuanmax was dense and the information was complicated. In a short period of time, nothing was found, and there was no clue about the "blood feast".


    "Is the tone so tight?"


    Ink painting frowned.


    In this way, he has no good idea.


    Mo Hua thought about it for a moment, then took out the order to pass the letter and sent a letter to Gu Changhuai and said, "Uncle Gu, are you here?"


    After waiting for a long time, Gu Changhuai didn''t reply.


    The ink painting turned his head again and sent a letter to Xia Diansi:


    "Sister Xia, is Uncle Gu here?"


    But there is still no reply.


    Mo Hua thought: Uncle Gu did not reply, there is another possibility that he has a stubborn temper and is unwilling to reply to himself.


    But if Sister Xia doesn’t reply, it must be something.


    "Daotingsi is carrying out missions, so there is no time?"


    Perhaps this is the only explanation.


    Mo Hua left a sentence: "Uncle Gu, the Demon Sect may hold a blood banquet in the near future. If there are any clues on the Daotingsi, you can pay a little attention..."


    After leaving the message, Mo Hua put away the order to pass on the letter and sighed.


    He can only do this.


    Steal some secrets and report to Daotingsi.


    After that, Mo Hua practiced as usual and went to class, but until evening, Mo Hua was still a little concerned and was worried about the "blood banquet".


    He always felt that he seemed to be ignoring something.


    "The Demon Sect is going to hold a blood feast..."


    "Uncle Gu and Sister Xia of Daotingsi are secretly carrying out missions..."


    "Is the mission of Daotingsi related to this ''blood banquet''?"


    I thought about it and felt that it was not unreasonable.


    Dao Tingsi fought with these demon cultivators for so long, and it was impossible for him to have no information channels.


    It is not surprising that they can get clues to the "blood feast".


    Ink painting breathed a little relieved.


    "It''s good if Daotingsi knows..."


    Dao Tingsi may not be reliable, but Uncle Gu and Sister Xia are still quite reliable. But after a while, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.


    He has cultivated cause and effect, and this kind of uneasiness is by no means groundless.


    "What''s the meaning…"


    Mo Hua frowned, "Uncle Gu and his friends were not doing well? Will they encounter danger? Or... they can''t stop this blood feast in the end, and many people will die?"


    Mo Hua frowned and pondered for a moment. Suddenly his face changed and a terrible guess surged in his heart.


    He hesitated for a moment, took out the Guiyuan Jade Slip and the Demon Sect Order, and then manipulated the Lei Magnetic Man and once again penetrated into the bottom layer of the Demon Sect Order''s Yuan Magnetic Layer.


    He found the disciple of the Demon Sect who said "can eat a full meal" and began to examine all the recent news again...


    Blood feast is not a trivial matter. You have to use a large number of demon cultivators and kill many monks.


    Especially, it is not that simple to hold a blood banquet under the "eye of the Daotingsi" situation.


    The Demon Sect must spend a lot of effort to prepare.


    Preparations must be connected.


    They are absolutely impossible, no news will be revealed.


    These demon cultivators don’t know that the chat messages of the internal demon sect will be “monitored” by themselves, so they cannot remain silent about the blood banquet.


    If they had talked, they didn''t find it.


    That means that I must have missed something.


    What was missing...


    Mo Hua checked the records of this demon cultivator one by one, and finally found another strange sentence:


    "In a few days, you can kill the dog..."


    This sentence is unclear and mixed in the huge metamagnetic current, and has not previously caused the idea of ??ink painting.


    But at this moment, it looks very strange.


    Kill the dog...


    What dog does the demon cultivator kill?


    Why did the killing of dogs be said in the sect order?


    What exactly does this "dog" mean?


    In just a moment, Mo Hua''s heart thrilled.


    "Daotingsi''s lackey..."


    He has heard this sentence many times. This is also the most common saying of evil and evil practitioners who have violated the law of Taoism.


    "Dog" refers to a lackey, which means a monk who works for Daotingsi.


    Mo Hua began to search for dialogues between other demon cultivators with the entry "Kill the Dog".


    There are not enough thunder patterns in the leeward villain.


    After all, ink painting only has foundation building and spiritual consciousness computing power. It is still a little difficult to face such a huge primordial magnetic formation.


    Therefore, the search process is relatively slow.


    I don’t know how long it took, Mo Hua finally retrieved most of the chat records of the magic cultivator who “killed the dog”.


    These records, one by one, are presented in front of the ink picture.


    The more I read the ink painting, the more I feel sad.


    His guess was finally confirmed:


    The real goal of the Demon Sect is Daotingsi. They want to take the monks of Daotingsi to hold a "blood feast"!


    but…


    Will Daotingsi really be fooled?


    Mo Hua flipped through the records again and found a piece of news from ten days ago:


    "The elder found a ''cat''..."


    "Fuck, stealing fishy stuff, eating inside and out..."


    "What should I do? Kill him? Skin him, release dry blood, and hang it at the door to serve as a warning to others?"


    "Kill..."


    "Don''t worry, the elders will decide on this matter..."


    …


    One day later, another message:


    "…The elder said, it''s a pity to kill him. I lure the dog with a cat, eat the dog first, and then eat the cat..."


    …


    Ink painting felt cold in his heart.


    The outline of the matter has also become clearer.


    "Cat" should refer to the "spy" of Dao Tingsi.


    "Dog" refers to Daotingsi''s "loose dog".


    Daotingsi should have installed a "spy" within the Demon Sect through some means.


    But for some reason, this spy was discovered by the Demon Sect.


    The Demon Sect then used the tricks and used the "spy" to set up traps to lure the monks of the Daotingsi to take the bait.


    Mo Hua immediately took out the order to pass the letter and passed it to Gu Changhuai:


    "Uncle Gu, the spy in the Demon Sect has been exposed."


    "Uncle Gu, be careful of the ambush of the Demon Sect."


    "Uncle Gu..."


    But Gu Changhuai still didn’t reply to a message.


    There was no way to ink painting, so I could only send it to Xia Diansi again, but the stones were also sinking into the sea.


    “Can’t contact…”


    Mo Hua''s brows were furrowed.


    He is almost certain now that Uncle Gu and the others must have received information from the "spy" and then went to carry out the mission.


    But this "information" itself is fake.


    "I hope Uncle Gu and the others can detect it early..."


    But after thinking about it, I felt that there was little hope.


    The "informer" lurking in the Demon Sect didn''t know that he had been exposed.


    The information he received must be self-righteous.


    It is even very likely that this news is "true", it is the real news deliberately released by the Demon Sect, and it is the "live bait" used for fishing.


    In this case, Dao Tingsi would definitely not doubt it.


    They will definitely eat this "bait".


    Otherwise, I wouldn''t have such a strong "uneasiness".


    As the warning signs in my heart became stronger and stronger, the ink painting could even be concluded that the monks of the Daotingsi had begun to step into the trap of the Demon Sect.


    "what to do?"


    Ink painting has a solemn expression.


    Looking for the Gu family? It seems useless.


    This is a confidential task of Daotingsi, and the Gu family may not know the details.


    The monks of the Gu family who know the details must be with Uncle Gu to carry out missions and walk on the road to "sending death" together.


    Looking for Daotingsi? Looking for Xia Supervision?


    Elder Zheng''s words are still in his ears, and he must not tell anyone about the Thunder Magnetic Formation.


    If they go to Daotingsi or Xia Zheng, they will definitely ask themselves the source of the news.


    Uncle Gu can fool himself - it''s not that Uncle Gu is easy to fool, but that everyone has a relationship and Uncle Gu also trusts himself, so he won''t ask about many things.


    But Xia Supervision is different.


    If he really sees something, it will be a big trouble.


    And, it’s too late now.


    Mo Hua became more and more anxious.


    Soon, the Yuan Magnetic Sea of ??the Demon Sect suddenly became quiet for a while. After a moment, it became boiling again.


    It seems that the time for action has come, so there is no need to cover it up.


    A series of murderous orders were sent out. "Magnetic patterns" come one after another. The dense news was conveyed to each other in an orderly manner.


    …


    “Everything is ready…”


    "The lackey is here, and he is in an ambush..."


    "I sent someone to stare at the cat. If he had any abnormal movement, he would slaughter it immediately."


    “How many people?”


    "The girl with the surname Gu, that woman, and a golden elixir outside Qianxuezhou."


    "There are estimated to be one hundred monks in the Dao Tingsi in the Foundation Building Realm."


    “Not enough food…”


    "It''s almost done, don''t be greedy."


    "Did they have ambushed?"


    "No…"


    "The ''spee'' they worked hard to raise, how can they not believe it?"


    "Closing the retreat..."


    "Don''t worry, the leader has spoken and has been blocked..."


    "The whistle is still staring at it. It''s almost time. They have entered the city and have arrived at the east gate..."


    "When the whistle was removed, the man named Gu was very alert, and he might have discovered it."


    "If you pass on it, the man named Gu must not be let go. The leader will call him to take his life."


    "Order the people below to kill and bleed, and start a blood feast..."


    "As long as the blood feast begins and the **** smell is dissipated, Daotingsi will come soon after he smells the fishy smell. At that time, the trap can be closed..."


    "yes."


    …


    This is an extremely important magic cultivator action.


    The plan is very hidden, the plan is very meticulous, and the number of magic cultivators involved is also very large and the strength is extremely strong.


    Even within the Demon Sect, they are secretive and dare not discuss it in a blunt way.


    It was not until this time that this plan revealed its true face.


    Ink painting feels cold.


    It''s over, it''s really too late...


    The incident happened suddenly and there were almost no signs. By the time Daotingsi really realized it, it was already too late.


    The Demon Sect used a large number of demon cultivators, and Dao Tingsi could not be an opponent at all.


    Not only Uncle Gu may not be able to escape from the heavens, but also the ordinary Dao Ting Secretariat, and a large number of monks from the Gu family, may all die.


    Moreover, it is not ordinary death.


    He was treated as a tribute from the blood feast by the demon cultivator, and he sucked dry and donated blood and died tragically.


    But now that things have come to this point, he has no time to make arrangements and has no time to remind him. With his ability, he can''t do anything at all.


    He seemed to be able to watch Uncle Gu and the others die.


    In the Demon Sect Order, magnetic patterns are still emerging one by one.


    The encirclement and suppression of the Demon Sect is also gradually gathering.


    The monks of Daotingsi are heading towards ambush and death step by step...


    Uncle Gu, Sister Xia, Gu An, Gu Quan and other familiar Gu family monks flashed through his mind like a lantern.


    Mo Hua felt a little ache in his heart, and he was worried, and then in the flash of lightning, he suddenly remembered something.


    After a moment of anxiety, Mo Hua''s eyes were firm and hesitated.


    His eyes suddenly became deep, with golden light overflowing in his eyes, and he urged his spiritual consciousness to the extreme. He used the magical calculations of heaven and magic to bless Tianji to calculate, and used his powerful magical calculations to control Guiyuan''s Lei Male Man. In an instant, he sent an "anonymous" message to all the demon cultivators involved in ambushing and killing: "There is an insider, stop the plan."


    ?Thank you Benwong and Pangpangyu for your reward~


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