Chapter 227-229 [Secret Realm of the Puppet Emperor] Silver Fin Fat Dolphin [Evil Ghost, taste the power of fire]
"Lu Deqian, why are you injured like this? Where's the Wangui Tu?"
Seeing that Lu Deqian was covered in injuries, the one-eyed evil ghost had a bad premonition.
"God, my disciple failed to take back the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map, so I let God punish me."
Lu Deqian knelt on his knees and spoke tremblingly. Next to him, Tojo Zhenwu also did not dare to say a word.
"Ha... trash, really trash. I trust you and that's why I gave the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map to you for safekeeping. You actually lost it. Guji wow..."
The one-eyed evil spirit was so angry that it wanted to eat Lu Deqian alive, but it was just a soul and Lu Deqian still needed to do many things.
"God be patient, you are all my sons who fail to live up to expectations..."
Lu Deqian no longer dared to hide anything and told all the facts and his guesses.
"What, you can't be sure who owns the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map? It's really rubbish, complete rubbish."
The one-eyed evil spirit was furious again and kept roaring.
At this time, Ximen Changqing was secretly laughing, and many things were becoming clearer and clearer.
"Lu Deqian, I have no patience to wait any longer. Today, I will summon more than three hundred first-level imps.
Follow my request, build more secret altars, and feed the ghosts with your human corpses..."
There is no hope of retrieving the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map, and the one-eyed evil ghost is unwilling to wait any longer, so he can only force Lu Deqian to build a large number of altars and raise first-level ghosts.
"Woooooooo..."
Following the summons of the one-eyed evil ghost, a dark passage appeared, and more than three hundred first-level ghosts appeared in the cave with teeth and claws.
When these little devils saw the human monks, they pounced on them desperately.
"Damn, these damn ghosts."
Ximen Changqing was very anxious when his left arm was bitten by a ghost, but he did not dare to move.
The other disciples of the altar were all trapped in the illusion and naturally could not feel the pain. He was the only one who was in pain.
"ha……"
The one-eyed evil ghost phantom scolded, and all the little ghosts were so frightened that they quickly left the altar disciples.
"A bunch of little guys, that's my blood food, you dare to touch it."
After scolding the first-level kid, the one-eyed evil ghost continued, "Lu Deqian, in three full years, a secret realm in the East China Sea is about to be opened. Only monks with a pill-forming or below level can enter.
You start training your foundation-building disciples now, and after three years, help me go to the secret realm to snatch the immortal seed. No matter how much it costs, you must get the immortal seed."
Lu Deqian was confused and asked quickly, "God, what secret realm is it, where is it, and what is the immortal seed?"
"The secret realm is located northeast of Tianwu Island, about one hundred thousand miles away. It is the palace built by the old and immortal Puppet Emperor.
What kind of fairy seed is inside? I only know that it is a golden and glowing fairy seed. The spiritual objects placed with the fairy seed are all valuable treasures. You must let your disciples take them."
For this immortal species, even if the one-eyed evil ghost knew the use, he would not tell Lu Deqian, he would just let him do the work.
"God, this disciple has never heard of this secret realm. Do other sects in Donghai and Donghuang know about this secret realm?"
Lu Deqian had to ask about many details so that careful arrangements could be made.
"The old and immortal Puppet Emperor once said that in thirty thousand years, his palace will appear in the world. If someone seizes the immortal seed, the secret realm will collapse and disappear.
Not many people know about this, but before the secret realm is opened, the situation in the East China Sea will definitely change. Even if other sects don’t know the secret realm, they will come to investigate if they see the color of the world change.
Don’t even think about swallowing up the secret treasures. Your mission is to seize the fairy seeds, and you don’t need to do anything else."
As for the immortal species, the one-eyed evil ghost is determined to obtain it. As for other ordinary resources for cultivating immortals, it does not pay attention at all.
"God, the foundation-building disciples of the sect are all fighting fiercely with Canghaimen. Dozens of them have died. If they continue to fight fiercely, I am afraid that when the secret realm is opened,
Our Tianwu Sect doesn’t have many foundations left, but if we stop fighting, how we can force Canghai Sect to make concessions is up to God to decide.”
Lu Deqian didn't know how to end the war he had started.
"Hmph, since we can't be sure that the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map is in Canghaimen's hands, why are we still fighting? You loser, why don't you stop fighting immediately?
You must train a group of elite disciples with all your strength, prepare to seize the immortal seeds, and secretly send a few disciples to Canghaimen to find out information about the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map."
The one-eyed evil spirit scolded him impatiently. The more he looked at Lu Deqian, the more he looked like a waste.
"Yes, God, disciple, go and prepare now."
Lu Deqian felt as if he had been granted amnesty, and his anxious heart was finally relieved.
"Puppet Emperor's Palace, Golden Immortal Seed?"
Hearing this, Ximen Changqing made a lot of calculations in his heart. The Ximen family couldn't miss such a good opportunity.
Three years later, the Ximen family's elite will also join in the fun. No, they must destroy the one-eyed evil ghost's conspiracy and snatch the fairy seed into their own hands.
For the one-eyed evil spirit to pay so much attention to it, the fairy seed must be of extraordinary origin, or it may be of great use to the one-eyed evil spirit.
If this is the case, the one-eyed evil ghost cannot get it.
"Only those with a golden elixir level can enter. Before our ancestors formed elixirs, it was a good time to go in and have a look. Grandpa and eldest brother are very powerful, so we should go together."
Ximen Changqing thought of the three tribesmen, who were all the most elite members of the Ximen family.
The Tianwu Sect has to prepare carefully for three years, and they must all be elite foundation-building disciples. The clan members are too weak, so it will be difficult to guarantee safety when entering.
Apart from himself, the Ximen family only has the ancestors, grandfather, and eldest brother, who are relatively strong. The third uncle and the fourth uncle are not afraid of being at the same level, but their cultivation is a little weaker.
Of course, the fourth uncle has refined the divine mud and has mastered the art of escaping from the earth. There is no problem in self-protection. If necessary, he can enter.
"The strength of the Ximen family is still too weak, there are too few elite clan members, and their cultivation levels are not high. When I used it, I found that there were not many people available, and it takes time to become stronger.
But the world of cultivating immortals is always not peaceful. That God’s prophecy should not be a joke. Within ten years, Donghuang will fall into turmoil.
Could it be that the source of the turmoil is the evil ghost clan? It doesn’t seem right. The person who made the prediction is the one-eyed evil ghost. How could he predict himself? Could it be the Immortal Zombie Sect?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ximen Changqing fell into deep thought, but was soon awakened by the sound of a bell.
"It hurts so much. Why is my neck bleeding?"
After regaining consciousness, the disciples of the altar let out painful wails.
"Each person takes one Essence and Blood Pill, plus one healing pill. Let's all go back!"
Tojo Shintake asked the disciples behind him to distribute the elixirs to the disciples of the altar, and asked them to leave the underground cave.
The disciples of the altar are loyal to God wholeheartedly. As long as it is for the good of God, they are willing to endure great physical pain.
Walking out of the underground cave, Ximen Changqing's lips showed a hint of evil smile.
The Essence and Blood Pill in your pocket will be put to use soon.
Perhaps it was God's will that all the disciples of the altar were bitten by ghosts. During the recovery period, they would not run around, and they would not talk about the Fire Flame Pill, let alone being overheard by interested people.
When Ximen Changqing thought that the one-eyed evil ghost would be tortured by the power of fire, the depression in his heart disappeared.
The injured disciples of the altar returned to their caves to prepare for refining blood essence pills and healing pills.
Because the injury is serious, ordinary healing pills can only relieve it, and it will take at least a month to recover. Therefore, except for worshiping, they will not go out casually.
"If my fellow Taoist doesn't go back to refine the elixir, what are you doing in my cave?"
Seeing Ximen Changqing come in, a disciple of the altar asked doubtfully.
Ximen Changqing took out a fire pill and said seriously, "Do you want the Lord to return as soon as possible?"
"God is the savior of mankind. I naturally hope that God will return as soon as possible."
This disciple of the altar has a very firm expression and a pious look on his face.
"This elixir can increase the power of blood and help God return as soon as possible. Fellow Taoist, would you like to refine it?"
Ximen Changqing followed the instructions and also put on a pious look.
"Where did fellow Taoist get the elixir? Why didn't the elder distribute it to us?"
Although they have lost their own thinking and been brainwashed by the one-eyed evil spirit, the basic logical thinking of the disciples of the altar is still there. If they want to deceive, they must spend some effort.
"To be honest, fellow Taoist, I stole this elixir. Refining it will cause some pain to the monks. God does not want all the disciples to suffer, so he has not allowed the elders to distribute it.
But as a disciple of the altar, how can I be afraid of suffering? Why not sacrifice my life for God’s early return!”
Ximen Changqing put on a pious look, and his tone was full of encouragement. As Qi and blood surge, a person's thinking ability will be further reduced.
"Fellow Taoist Gao Yi, for the sake of God's early return, I don't have anything to fear. Bring it."
This disciple of the altar took the Fire Flame Pill and swallowed it in front of Ximen Changqing.
Seeing this, Ximen Changqing turned around and left the cave, with a hint of a conspiracy-successful smile on his lips.
The same scene happened in the caves of all the disciples of the altar. The disciples of the altar all took the Fire Flame Pill.
In order not to be discovered, Ximen Changqing always escaped directly into the cave to avoid being discovered by a few ordinary disciples.
Escaped deep underground, Ximen Changqing entered the nine-sky space, sat cross-legged and meditated, and performed the Dead Tree Rejuvenation Technique.
With the nourishment of the green mist, the flesh and blood bitten by the ghosts grew back, and no scars were visible on the skin.
Later, Ximen Changqing picked up a blood essence pill, swallowed it, and refined it for ten days to replenish all the lost essence and blood.
Distributing the Fire Flame Pills and refining the Essence and Blood Pills took a lot of time. He had to find a way to leave before visiting the shrine next time.
Ximen Changqing left Jiutian Space and went to the Spiritual Medicine Garden as Li Yushu.
He spent spiritual stones to bribe the guarding disciples and obtained some elixir seedlings and even seeds, which were elixirs that were not available in space.
Of course, if the elixir is too cherished, even if the seeds are strictly controlled, bribery will be useless.
After that, he went to the sect's warehouse and exchanged the unused monster materials for sect contribution points.
And immediately use these contribution points to exchange for various spiritual materials needed until all contribution points are used up.
"There are two days left for the next ghost worship. It's time to leave."
Having collected almost all the benefits, Ximen Changqing prepared to leave Tianwu Island as Li Yushu.
"Junior Brother Yushu, where are you going?"
A Tianwumen foundation builder asked what his responsibilities were.
Recently, Tianwu Sect and Canghai Sect have ceased fighting, and both sides have withdrawn. Tianwu Island's defenses have also been relaxed a lot. Disciples' outings are no longer strictly controlled, but they must be recorded.
"Senior brother, I went to the island to hunt some monsters and exchange them for sect contribution points. You see, the contribution points on junior brother's token are all cleared."
Ximen Changqing answered with a smile, not seeing anything strange at all.
"The monsters are ferocious. Junior brother should find more companions. It is too dangerous to hunt the monsters alone."
"Thank you for your concern, senior brother. Junior brother will be careful."
After taking back the disciple token, Ximen Changqing successfully left the Tianwu Island formation and flew towards the northwest with his sword.
After flying twenty miles, Ximen Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, finally leaving that ghost place.
"I wonder what happened to Xuan Song and Yu Zhou?"
Ximen Changqing cares about his two friends very much, but the two major sects have ceased war, so they should go back.
However, he guessed wrong. At this moment, Lao Gui was leading the two of them to search anxiously in the Tianwu Islands.
Three days after Lao Gui met Wu Xuansong, he found Pan Yuzhou again, but could not find Ximen Changqing, which made Lao Gui and the others anxious.
Especially since the two major sects stopped fighting and the two sides stopped fighting, Ximen Changqing was still nowhere to be found, so why were they not worried?
One day later, Ximen Changqing arrived at the outskirts of the Tianwu Islands, not far from the Canghai Islands.
A water arrow stabbed out from under the water. It looked like a second-level monster.
"You evil beast, you still want to make a sneak attack. Xuanyuan Tower will attack in disguise."
Ximen Changqing easily dodged it and directly launched Xuanyuan Tower, hitting the sea with a powerful blow.
The huge turtle-backed whale fell from the sky and hit the sea hard, causing huge waves.
"The silver-finned fat dolphin, a mere second-level mid-level monster, dares to act recklessly in front of me, seeking death!"
Ximen Changqing was furious. He had been holding it in for nearly a month on Tianwu Island and had his blood sucked by the one-eyed evil spirit three times. He was worried that he could not find a punching bag, so this evil beast came to his door.
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A huge monster body jumped out of the water and struck Ximen Changqing with blazing eyes. The beast was injured by the Xuanyuan Tower and became angry.
"Xuanyuan heavy sword, transform into attack."
A flash of cyan light flashed, and the huge green bull with curved horns roared and slammed into the silver-finned fat dolphin, blocking its attack and severely injuring it.
"Xuanyuan Spear, transform into attack."
There was another red aura, and the huge red-horned sea python roared, pounced on the silver-finned fat dolphin, and wrapped around it in layers.
"Woo..."
Being attacked one after another caused the silver-finned fat dolphin to let out a piercing scream.
"You evil beast, please die!"
Xuanyuan Pagoda transformed into another attack, and the huge turtle-backed whale phantom hit hard on the silver-finned fat dolphin's monster body, causing bloody wounds.
The huge movement of the fighting and the unique spiritual light emitted by the spiritual weapons can be seen from a long distance away.
At this moment, Lao Gui, Wu Xuansong, and Pan Yuzhou happened to be dozens of miles away, and they keenly noticed the movement here.
"Senior, there is such a big movement."
"Senior, the giant turtle-backed whale seems to be an evergreen high-grade spiritual weapon, and it is transforming to attack."
Pan Yuzhou and Wu Xuansong were both a little excited.
The huge phantom of the giant turtle-backed whale can be seen clearly from a long distance away.
Old Turtle was naturally even more excited. After searching for so long, he finally found something. How could he not be excited?
The magic flying boat quickly flew over, and the Forbidden God's gauze was also opened, so that Ximen Changqing could find the three of them.
This Forbidden God's gauze tent was accidentally picked up by the three of them when they were wandering nearby, and it belongs to the old turtle.
After an earth-shattering fight, Ximen Changqing used three high-grade spiritual weapons to finally kill the silver-finned fat dolphin.
"Silver fin fat dolphin is delicious, now you are in for a treat!"
A familiar old voice came from the distance, who could it be if it wasn't an old turtle.
"Senior Xuanwu."
Ximen Changqing raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound, showing a happy smile.
On the magic flying boat, there were not only Lao Gui, but also Wu Xuansong and Pan Yuzhou, and they were all intact.
"Changqing, I finally found you."
"Changqing, do you know how worried we are about you? Good brother."
Wu Xuansong and Pan Yuzhou were very happy to see Ximen Changqing's handsome sword hovering.
"Boy Changqing, you've worried me to death. Come up here quickly!"
The old turtle smiled, looked at the two people beside him, and said, "Wu family boy, you will control the flying boat, and Pan family boy, you will light the fire and barbecue."
"Yes, senior."
Pan Yuzhou and Wu Xuansong naturally had no objections and agreed happily.
Sitting cross-legged on the flying boat, Ximen Changqing began to slowly recover his true energy. When all his true energy was recovered, the silver-fin fat dolphin was already giving off a strong meaty aroma.
Lao Gui and Pan Yuzhou are both good at making spiritual food, and their skills are quite good.
"Changqing, this piece of meat is the best, take it."
The old turtle took two pieces of the best meat and handed one over.
"Senior, Xuan Song, Yuzhou, try the spirit wine."
Ximen Changqing took the silver-fin fat dolphin spirit meat and took out four jars of spirit fruit honey brew, all of which were newly brewed, using spirit peaches and amethyst grapes.
"Good wine, good meat, haha!"
The four of them chatted while eating and got along very harmoniously.
When passing by Haihu Island and Jinzhu Island, Wu Xuansong and Pan Yuzhou returned to Lingdao where their respective families were stationed.
In this battle between the two major sects, both the Pan family and the Wu family lost many members of their clans. It is time for them to go back and make arrangements.
After the two left, Lao Gui and Ximen Changqing found a desert island nearby and stayed for a while.
"Changqing, where have you been these days? You won't always be hiding in the Jiutian Space!"
There was no one around, so Old Turtle asked with a concerned look on his face.
Wu Xuansong and Pan Yuzhou also asked before, but Ximen Changqing did not tell the truth, and Lao Gui could feel it.
"Senior, I tracked the Immortal Zombie Sect's spy in the Spiritual Medicine Valley and found that he went to Tianwu Island. As a result, I accidentally got trapped in the third-level formation.
I became a disciple of the Tianwu Sect, and my blood was sucked by the one-eyed evil ghost three times, but I still gained a lot, and I even tricked the evil ghost before I left."
Ximen Changqing was very happy when he thought about the huge gains in Tianwu. Compared with the loss of some essence and blood, the gains were really too great.
"Disciple of the altar? Being sucked by the one-eyed evil ghost? Tell me more clearly."
Hearing this, Lao Gui seemed a little anxious and quickly asked for specific details.
When Ximen Changqing told everything about what happened to him, Lao Gui was stunned and even had a hint of fear.
"The evil ghost clan is a very ferocious race. If they really flood into the Eastern Wasteland, it will definitely be a catastrophe."
The old turtle frowned and took a breath.
"I don't know how much damage the power of fire will cause to the one-eyed evil spirit. It would be best if it could be wiped out."
Ximen Changqing's knowledge of the Fire Flame Pill was limited to the records of the Legend of the Three Emperors. He was still unable to know the true power of the pill against the evil ghost clan.
"Forget it, your kid's trip was really fruitful. You got all the good things. Especially when you learned that the Puppet Emperor's secret realm, the Ximen family must participate, so be well prepared."
Although Lao Gui was worried about Ximen Changqing, he was also happy when he heard that Ximen Changqing had gained such a huge harvest, especially the news about the Puppet Emperor's Secret Realm, which was a huge gain.
"Senior said that after I go back, I will have a good discussion with my grandfather and ancestors and let them make more preparations. My ancestors will also delay forming pills until three years later and explore the secret realm first."
Ximen Changqing said affirmatively.
It has been three years, and Tianwu Sect still doesn’t know how prepared it will be, and the Ximen family must also prepare with all their strength, otherwise, entering the secret realm will just be delivering food.
"Tianwumen's foundation building will definitely have third-level trump cards. I will go out more in the next three years and help the Ximen family buy some third-level talismans for self-defense."
The old turtle said seriously.
The elite Qi practitioners will have second-level talismans in their hands, and similarly, the elite foundation-builders will have third-level talismans in their hands.
Especially the Tianwu Sect, which is determined to win the immortal seeds from the Puppet Emperor's secret realm, Lu Deqian will definitely arm them with all his strength, build foundations for the elites among them, and prepare third-level talismans as trump cards.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Senior said that this junior will brew more spiritual fruit honey brew."
Ximen Changqing and Lao Gui looked at each other and smiled.
When they were in Xianyuan City, the two of them sold spiritual fruit honey wine and earned six thousand middle-grade spiritual stones.
As long as you brew more spiritual fruit honey and bring it to Old Turtle, you can sell a lot of spiritual stones, enough to buy a large number of third-level talismans.
Ximen Changqing went to Canghaifang alone with his sword, said hello to his sixth uncle, then left Canghai Island and returned to Linhaifang with Lao Gui.
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On Tianwu Island, the disciples of the altar entered the Tianwu Altar one by one. Tojo Shinwu glanced at it and felt that one person was missing.
After scanning for a few more times, his brows furrowed slightly, he was sure that one person was missing.
"It's strange, how come there is one less disciple in the altar? Could it be that he was injured too badly by a ghost last time and is already dead?"
Tojo Shintake breathed a sigh of relief and didn't take it too seriously. The last time three hundred ghosts bitten a disciple of the altar, he was present.
Perhaps some monks were too weak and died of serious injuries after being bitten. God was still waiting to suck blood and he had no time to implement it.
"Wow... so comfortable..."
The one-eyed evil ghost is greedy, sucking the essence and blood of the disciples of the altar, and its expression is extremely ferocious.
"Hey, today's blood food is a little different! Why does it feel like it's burning?"
After continuing to smoke for a while, the one-eyed evil ghost suddenly started to tremble.
"No...the power of fire, how can their essence and blood have the power of fire? Tojo Shintake, you want to murder me, ha...ah..."
The one-eyed evil ghost was in pain and felt that his soul was burning. He had been plotted. The first thing he thought of was Tojo Shintake, who was in charge of the disciples of the altar.
"Pfft... God is angry, what happened?"
Tojo Shintake was injured by the evil spirit again, and he frowned in pain.
He was very depressed. He didn't know what happened recently, but everything was going wrong. He was being reprimanded by the Catholic Church one after another.
"Fire Flame Pill? You gave them Fire Flame Pill, you are so brave."
The one-eyed demon was extremely angry, and its soul was in agony. There were also cracks in the huge statue of the one-eyed demon, and it wanted to swallow Tojo Shintake alive.
"God, please calm down. This is absolutely not the case. This disciple has never heard of Fire Flame Pill!"
"Who did that? Lu Deqian?" the one-eyed evil spirit roared in pain.
"I dare not deceive God. Today, one of the disciples at the altar is missing. I suspect that it was him who did it."
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