Chapter 190: Picture of Ten Thousand Ghosts [Lian Mei is pregnant]
After Ximen Changqing came out of seclusion, he first handed over the task of refining the White Moon Pill to Lian Mei and Xiaoyu, and then went to the clan treasury.
"Second uncle, the refining of the sword and shield guard has been completed."
He took out twenty special storage beads in one breath, and inside each storage bead was a first-class sword and shield guard.
"Twenty sword and shield guards, so many refined ones."
Ximen Renzhi's eyes were a little bright, and the three sword and shield guards were able to trap him for a long time.
The appearance of twenty such good puppet beasts at once would definitely greatly improve the combat effectiveness of the tribe, so he was naturally very happy.
"Second uncle, what else is there?"
Ximen Changqing took out three second-level low-grade sword and shield guards again, and also handed them over to the clan treasury.
"The second-level low-grade puppet beast, Changqing, was refined by you. This is too fast."
Ximen Renzhi was even more excited about the three puppet beasts that had reached the foundation building level.
Although the Ximen family has many foundations, they are generally not very strong. With the help of foundation-level puppet beasts, their strength will definitely increase.
"Second uncle, this is a gift from senior Xuanwu. However, in a few years, Evergreen will be able to be refined."
The retreat was only for a few months, so that was all he could say.
"Okay, this is great. With these puppet beasts, the family will be stronger. Well, I want to give it a try."
Ximen Renzhi simply sacrificed a second-level sword and shield guard to make it attack everywhere.
"This foundation-level sword and shield guard has an additional pair of spiritual weapon horns, which makes the attack power stronger. The power of the fireball technique has also reached the second-level low-grade level."
After a brief try, Ximen Renzhi was very satisfied.
Soon, Ximen Rende and many clan elders arrived one after another, including Ximen Renhou who was in charge of the Fox Demon Cave.
"The sword and shield guards are most powerful when they form a formation of three. These three foundation-level sword and shield guards are all staying in Qingyang Mountain to protect the safety of the clan."
Ximen Rende made a decision. With three powerful second-level sword and shield guards, the safety of Qingyang Mountain would be greatly guaranteed.
"As for the first-level sword and shield guards, when hunting monsters, they are temporarily equipped for the Qi Practitioners to prevent danger. They must be handed over to the clan treasury when they return to Qingyang Mountain."
The clan elders all agreed with Ximen Rende's arrangement and were excited that the Ximen family had such a trump card.
…
On the Tianwu Islands, Lu Deqian, the leader of the Tianwu Sect, smashed the stone table in front of him with an angry look.
"Father?"
The eldest son Lu Gaotian rushed over after hearing the news and frowned slightly.
A few months ago, my brother's soul lamp went out, but his father was not so angry, which shows that he must have encountered something more difficult.
"Lu Gaofei, this traitor."
Lu Deqian held his forehead with one hand, his brows furrowed into knots.
"Father, my second brother has been dead for several months, so I would like to express my condolences on Father's Day."
"I'm so sorry. This treacherous son stole my father's Ten Thousand Ghosts Picture. It's just a matter of death. The Ten Thousand Ghosts Picture can't be lost."
In front of his eldest son, Lu Deqian will not hide anything. They share weal and woe and have long been one.
"Second brother stole the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map? Why did he do this? If outsiders find out, our Tianwu Sect will be in danger of being destroyed."
Hearing this, Lu Gaotian felt a chill running down his back, and he was filled with resentment towards that good-for-nothing brother.
"Humph, if outsiders know it, we don't have to admit it at all. Even if we find it from the traitor, it can be said to be a frame-up.
But what should God do about it? You don’t know how important the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map is to God. We are responsible for keeping it. If we lose it, we must bear the wrath of God.”
Lu Deqian couldn't imagine how angry God would be. He just wanted to find the lost Ghost Map as soon as possible.
"Father, as soon as my second brother arrived in Donghuang, he ran away secretly with two of his henchmen. No one knows their whereabouts. How can we investigate this?"
Gu Lu Gaotian looked sad, and he hated his brother even more, even though he was dead.
Of course, their father and son hated the monk who killed his younger brother and took away the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map even more.
If they were to find this person, they would be willing to break his bones and suck out his marrow.
"By the way, father, didn't there be tracking marks on the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map?"
Lu Deqian sighed, "I tried it, but it was completely useless. Maybe someone saw through it and destroyed the tracking mark."
"To be able to see through my father's tracking mark, you must be at least in the late stage of foundation building, and to be able to destroy this mark, you must at least have alchemy cultivation. Who did my second brother offend?"
"As a father, I am also very confused. There are not many alchemy monks in the Eastern Wasteland, so how could the rebellious son offend the alchemy monks?"
The father and son almost all identified the murderer as someone with a high level of cultivation. After all, only a person with a high level of cultivation could destroy the tracking mark.
"Father, what should we do next?"
"What else can we do? Of course we need to find the murderer, even if it's an alchemy monk."
Lu Deqian breathed a sigh of relief and ordered, "Immediately issue a sect reward order and make every effort to find your brother, even if it's just a skeleton. Whoever finds the murderer will be rewarded with a Foundation Building Pill."
"Yes, father."
Lu Gaotian turned around and left with a depressed look on his face.
"The traitor."
Lu Deqian smashed a stone platform again, obviously still angry.
Some of his anger comes from his son, some from the murderer, and some from himself.
Many times, he would feel a trace of regret.
At the beginning, if he had not obtained the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map in the secret realm, he would not have been obsessed with ghosts.
For the so-called path of cultivating immortality, I fell into God's trap step by step, and in the end, I had to obey God's orders.
Nowadays, he appears to be the leader of Tianwu Sect, but only he knows that he is just a poor puppet, a thoughtful puppet.
As long as God is angry, he can kill him at any time. Even his eldest son, Lu Gaotian, who has high hopes for him, is also God's puppet.
Both father and son had no choice but to obey God's orders.
But he is really worried. If God comes to the mortal world in person, will he really be given supreme glory?
Can he really advance to Nascent Soul Transformation, or even reach a higher realm?
"In order to compete for the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map, I killed my friend. Is this retribution?"
Lu Deqian sighed and closed his eyes slightly. He could only resign himself to his fate.
…
In the Qingyang Mountain Cave Mansion, Lu Deqian did not hesitate to announce that the murderer whose sect offered a reward was holding Pan Yulian in his arms, placing his gentle palm on her belly.
"Mei Lian, are you really pregnant? This baby came too suddenly."
Ximen Changqing could not suppress his inner joy, which meant that he would soon be a father.
"Suddenly? It's not like you beat me every day. Why, you don't remember it so quickly."
Pan Yulian smiled, with a hint of tenderness in her charm, which was particularly charming.
"Lianmei, that smile you just had was so charming?"
"Aren't you usually charming?"
"It feels different. It seems to be less green and more charming."
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