"What a pity!"

When the Taoist camp saw everything that was happening in front of them, they sighed a little.

The magical powers of the Plague Tribe are completely unsolvable. Once they appear, both sides will be helpless.

Mo Duyu and others were once immortals in the sky. They all knew the power of this magical power. After all, as colleagues, they were also aware of the truth.

If the Emperor of Heaven wants to punish the world, the most convenient and fastest way is to ask the Peace Tribe to send a messenger to the world to sow the seeds of plague.

After all, no matter famine, war, or other natural disasters and man-made disasters, they are not as powerful as plagues.

Because the plague itself is the most unreasonable existence, and the transmission channel is carried out between people.

Humanitarian civilization is based on the communication between people, and the magical powers of the Plague Tribe are developed in this regard.

Unless the social order is destroyed and everyone cuts off contact, the possibility of the spread of magical powers of the Plague Tribe can be completely cut off. There is no other way.

Therefore, although Mo Duyu and others descended to earth and reincarnated as humans one after another, they never thought that the Plague Tribe would send people to intervene in the human world.

First, the reputation of the Plague Tribe is too bad, and no one dares to believe it easily; second, the magical powers of the Plague Tribe are uncontrollable, and if they want to be used to hurt people, they may eventually retaliate against themselves.

"The imperial court, Wumen?"

Mo Duyu murmured to himself that there was obviously an intention to reach a certain cooperation between the two, so I didn’t know what it was.

"What is Taoist news channel for? "

Thinking of this, Mo Duyu was a little annoyed. Taoism did not find such important news.

At present, not only are the hundreds of schools of thought and famous religions in a deadlock, but their Taoist ranks are also afraid of Wumen, which has not yet appeared, and they are reluctant to take action.

"In fact, the magical powers of the Plague Tribe are not unsolvable."

Suddenly, a reincarnated immortal spoke, attracting the eyes of the surroundings.

"What do you know? Say it quickly."

Everyone was very excited. If they could find a way to crack the magical powers of the Plague Tribe, Wumen would not be afraid.

At present, the hundreds of schools of thought are exhausted, while the famous teachings are small and weak. Once the threat of the magical powers of the plague tribe is eliminated, it is time for Taoism to show its power.

"Don't look at me, I won't."

The reincarnated immortal who spoke subconsciously said, "I once saw in ancient books that the Heavenly Court conquered the gods of the Plague Tribe, and at the beginning he was also suffering from the magical powers of the Plague Tribe, and the heavenly soldiers and generals suffered heavy losses."

"Later, I was a master who took out the elixir from the medicine gourd and relieved the pain of the plague."

"The magical powers of the Plague Tribe failed, and the Heavenly Court finally won a great victory. The gods of dispersed plague were subdued and listed as the Plague Tribe."

Mo Duyu frowned slightly, "I have also heard of this legend. The master who gave spiritual medicine is said to be the teacher of the Emperor of Heaven."

"Yes, but unfortunately, since the Heavenly Master, there has been no spiritual pill that can eliminate the magical powers of the Plague Tribe."

The former Tiandi's mentor was also a legendary figure. After helping Tianting win, he retired successfully. From then on, there was no trace of the three realms.

"Now, even the former Emperor Tian has fallen, where do you ask us to find his mentor?"

Mo Duyu smiled bitterly and shook her head. This is impossible!

"I mean, all things in the world have mutual birth and restraint."

"As the saying goes, one thing subdues another thing. No matter how powerful the magical powers of the Plague Tribe are, they cannot sweep the world and no one can cure it."

"The Heavenly Court was able to conquer the gods of plague and disperse the plague, and today it will be the same. The difference is that I don't know who can come up with the same effect of the elixir."

The Taoist people fell into deep thought. Since Mount Tai, Mo Duyu brought the remaining magical aura of the plague tribe into the hands of the Taoist senior officials and handed them over to a group of alchemy masters to study day and night, trying to summon ways to restrain them.

Unfortunately, the level of magical power in the Plague Department is too high, and many alchemy masters have developed it day and night, but it has not been effective until now.

"I heard that among the hundreds of schools, there is a son of a medical scientist who once suffered from the magical powers of the Plague Tribe on the arena and was in a coma."

Someone mentioned this matter, and it should be known that the son of a medical scientist has been in a coma since he returned to Mount Tai. Others think that he is dead and only breath is left.

"Forget it, for the past thousands of years, countless people have failed to crack the magical powers of the Plague Tribe."

Mo Duyu said seriously, "Don't you know that the thunder and fire fighting plague and the four divisions of Heaven are all manifestations of rules."

"Thunder, fire, and stars are indispensable, but they cannot become heaven and earth."

"And plague is also an indispensable thing in the world. Without plague, the population will soar and cannot be curbed."

"The so-called war and famine are nothing more than fighting for the plague and unveiling the curtain of the catastrophe."

Mo Duyu said fiercely, "The symptoms of destroying plague are easy, but the root of destroying plague is difficult. Even if you hold the spiritual medicine that the Heavenly Master had ever met back then, it will not work for the current situation."

The evolution of plagues, accompanied by the evolution of humanitarian civilization, today's plagues are probably thousands of times more powerful than they were back then.

"I can only say that the time has not arrived."

A reincarnated immortal sighed, "The time has not come, so I have to let the plague run rampant and harm people's lives."

"Once the time comes, someone has developed a spiritual pill to restrain the plague."

Mo Duyu was shocked suddenly, turned his head and asked Chen Chongxu and the others, "I heard that there is a Dan family among the Hundred Schools. Do you know where the descendants of this family are now?"

As he said that, he looked at the Baijia camp and asked subconsciously, "Who is the son of the Dan family?"

"No!"

Chen Chongxu explained, "After the son of the Dan family started the Battle of Bashuishan, he disappeared without a trace."

"Over the years, my Taoism, and those schools, have been searching everywhere, but unfortunately I have found nothing!"

"Does the immortal think that the son of the Dan family can refine spiritual pills?"

Mo Duyu nodded and said, "Hundreds of sons came to the world, and each has their own functions. Now I think about it, the function of the son of the Dan family is to refine spiritual elixirs and restrain the magical powers of the Plague Tribe."

"In this way, we need to find this person even more."

Chen Chongxu and Dan Rong looked at each other for a few times and said in unison.

In a cave in Taoism, the son of the alchemy family was mixed with a group of alchemy masters and was thinking hard at the inverted crystal cover.

Under this round mask, a ray of gray gas hovered like a hibernating snake, but attracted the attention of everyone around.

"Be careful, look directly at it for no more than ten breaths. This object is related to the magical powers of the Plague Tribe. Be careful of being infected, and life is worse than death!"

Some people keep reminding their companions that research is research, so they must not be bothered.

The son of the Dan family turned around and couldn't help but sigh. As one of the hundred sons, he still had to hide in Taoism. This is too embarrassing.

All the hundreds of scholars from other schools have made a name for themselves, established schools, recruited disciples, and promoted the school.

There is only the son of the Dan family who is still hiding in the enemy's camp and accomplishing nothing.

The reason is very simple. The fake son of the Dan family caused an uproar and finally patted his butt and left. As a result, all the blame was taken by him, the decent son of the Dan family.
Chapter completed!